Chapter 568: The Eve of the Meeting
No matter what, I finally have an official identity.
It's just that these eight headless men always look naive, and they don't have the fierce aura of headless villains at all.
After leaving the cramped accommodation room, the surrounding light suddenly brightened.
It's a pity that my whole head is covered in the suit.
I didn't expose my breasts like other headless people. In fact, real masters don't have to rely on their eyes to see their surroundings clearly.
They only need to release a ray of soul to sense the surrounding situation, and coupled with the extremely fast reaction speed of A-level masters, the price of those who really want to show their breasts will be reduced.
Anyway, no one dares to come over and take off my clothes, so it won’t be easy for others to expose me.
Walking along the street, we soon saw the open-air square of the Holy City.
It was a large circular square with a diameter of more than 200 meters. Flags were fluttering in the square. Under each flag, there were dozens or even hundreds of people guarding the surrounding area.
At a glance, there are at least thirty flags in the square.
These all have countries or forces that have their own cities.
As for Bai Ju, there are many single-handed masters, but they have no flags and no representative power, and they only participate in their personal capacity.
I looked back at Xing Tian Daxiong. The lord of the Headless City's breasts changed slightly, as if he was smiling innocently.
I said forget it.
Headless City probably woke up relatively late, and there is no intention of forming cliques and fighting for profits. It is estimated that there is no flag to unite people's hearts.
If they surrender to China in the future, just give them a red battle flag.
If there is no flag, then there is no flag, and at best it would be a bit embarrassing.
I handed over the invitation letter to the white-robed deacon in charge of the reception. The white-robed deacon looked disdainful, but still led us to a corner of the venue.
I glanced around and found that there were seven or eight werewolves on the left, with muscles all over their bodies and they looked extremely powerful.
When they saw our group of headless people coming, they suddenly looked surprised.
I guess the werewolves have never seen a brainless person.
On the right are more than thirty witches with ferocious faces.
They are all women, but they are ugly and have low IQs.
Anyway, when he looked at us, he bared his teeth and roared like a beast.
I sighed.
The werewolf on the left has a fishy body and is extremely vicious. The witch on the right is also very aggressive.
It is estimated that this area is specially designed to house little-known small forces.
Anyway, I looked in the distance. Middle-earth, the Federation, the Onmyoji Association, the Mummy Corps, the Tianzhu Old Monk Group, as well as the fairyland, Fengdu, the Blood Kingdom and other major forces were all at the forefront of the venue.
Our location is at the back and at a remote angle. It is a dispensable place, just to join in the fun.
The headless people were extremely excited. It was their first time to see this kind of global gathering of strong men. They all pulled their suits away from their bellies to avoid disturbing their viewing and conversation.
With sharp eyes, I first looked at the Middle-earth side and found that the two demon-suppressing envoys only had money left.
He stood behind Mr. Hu's seat and faithfully assumed his duty as a bodyguard.
The unknown Demon Suppressor is not here. According to my estimation, he probably went out to investigate the situation last night and did not come back in time.
Thinking about it, such a big thing happened last night. God-level masters robbed the holy light of the temple, and Zhang Baiqiang exploded the holy temple and stole the Holy Grail, which caused a storm in the city.
It would be strange if Middle-earth didn't send someone out to inquire about the situation.
Seeing that Mr. Hu's expression was calm and calm, I didn't worry too much and looked in the direction of the vampire clan.
The vampires in the sewers were supposed to be supporting the boss and the others.
I don’t know if they have returned to the vampire’s camp.
Moreover, I am also very curious about how three living people can mix among the vampires.
But this look is a bit strange. Grand Duke Sethis of the Vampire Clan is not here, and there are even fewer manpower, only twenty or thirty.
It was completely different from the large team that marched into the city before.
Although the flag of the Vampire Clan is still flying high, I can feel that the hearts of these twenty or thirty Vampire Clan are not stable at all. It can even be said that they are panicked!
I concluded in my heart that something happened to the vampire clan!
The Temple originally had a feud with the Blood Clan.
Last night, Zhang Sanfen and the others pretended to be vampires to snatch the Holy Grail again.
Maybe the temple would have dealt with the vampires before the meeting started.
I was secretly worried. Whether the vampires are dead or alive has nothing to do with me, but boss and the others don't let anything happen to them.
...
As time goes by, more and more organizations and forces have entered the field.
The deacons in white who were responsible for the reception arranged everyone who attended the meeting in an orderly manner.
I have been hiding in the dark and watching with cold eyes, and found that except for the old gods, basically everyone who could come came.
But it’s strange. As the world’s most powerful Old God series after the advent of the End of Law, why haven’t they come yet?
If the old gods don't come, this meeting probably won't make much sense.
While he was thinking about it, he saw a team of golden-robed magicians floating over.
They lined up on both sides with expressionless faces, standing under the blue and white flag with a red cross.
Then an old man whose whole body was bathed in holy light emerged from the crowd. He looked solemn, holding a Bible in his left hand and a golden scepter symbolizing power in his right hand.
Behind him, two cardinals followed.
As soon as the old man appeared, countless forces around him stood up and expressed respect with their own etiquette from a distance.
Even some evil spirits, such as the witches and werewolves beside me, stood up and bowed their heads to the old man.
I whispered: "Salute!"
The eight headless men could not bow their heads, but they bowed with their hands, performing an ancient ritual.
I have seen this old man in the international news. He is the 267th Holy Master of the temple, St. Lucius Clement.
He was the one who scared away that god-level master with that shocking shot last night.
It is hard to imagine that the public figure who once appeared in international news would turn into such a super powerful person at this time.
Maybe he is a super strong person, but he just doesn't need it in the prosperous times.
Seeing everyone in the venue saluting, the Holy Master stretched out his arms and responded in all directions.
Then he said calmly: "As the initiator of the Yin and Yang Peace Conference, the Temple should adhere to the principles of openness, justice and fairness."
"Everyone is welcome to attend this meeting for the sake of peace."
I sneered in my heart.
Fair, open, just?
Go ahead and cheat!
However, the language he used turned out to be Chinese. I don’t know if he was specifically targeting China, so he chose this language as the official language.
Or rather, these languages are spoken to Fengdu or Fairyland.
After all, except for the communication method of soul fluctuation, both Xianjing and Feng can only understand Chinese.
While I was thinking about that, I heard someone shout loudly: "Your Majesty! Why don't representatives of the old gods come?"
This person yelled at the top of his lungs, but his voice still spread throughout the entire venue.
I suddenly thought of a problem. If you are not strong enough, you will not even be able to spread your voice in this huge venue with a diameter of more than 200 meters.
This also means that to be able to make a sound at the venue and be able to clearly transmit it to everyone's ears, you must have strong strength!
If you don't have any strength, who can hear you?
(End of chapter)