The remaining trade issues from the previous eting had been resolved. Saslier looked around and began to describe the next plan.
"Within one hundred years, our Lord will officially begin to take back all the lost authority."
One hundred years... This is already a long ti, but Lilith and Amanysis still feel the pressure!
"At a certain appropriate point, we will have a war with the elves and dragons, and Ormir will also declare war on Gray Carrie."
"This is the beginning of the end of this era, the darkness before dawn." Saslier looked at everyone, "I may still need your help."
"Okay!" Amanissis nodded directly. Everyone agreed that the ancient god should disappear.
Their original purpose in gathering together was to overthrow this era of ancient god rule.
"Then let's get started." Lilith's blood-red eyes were slightly cold, but also filled with uncontrollable excitent.
Several people have planned a lot for this matter, and now it is ti to put everything into practice in the later stage.
...
nghai City, this is a city-state protected by dream angels during the war with the elves.
After that, all humans in the entire city-state unanimously requested that the na of the city-state be changed to "Dream".
The priest in charge rejected the request, thinking that directly using the na of an angel was a blasphemy, so he changed it to "Dream Sea", which ans the boundary between dreams and the sea, and commorates the area where the angel appears. The dreamy sea that resists the boundless tsunami.
After that, this city-state even received special care from the Kingdom of the Creator and achieved great developnt.
This should have been a prosperous city-state, but today, its administrator disappeared!
"There are traces of elves here!" An Extraordinary who is proficient in divination made a judgnt, "I saw traces of the 'Storm Priest'!"
"It's an elf!?" The extraordinary people in this city-state were shocked, and then fell silent.
The impression left by the elves on them was too deep.
"Elf! It's an elf again!" A young, short man even jumped up.
"How many of our friends have the elves killed in the past few years?! Even the priest is dead now!" The young man's face was excited and his eyes were red.
"We should take the initiative to hunt elves! Revenge our priest in nghai City!"
"Revenge!" The diviner also shouted, "The priest is our teacher, we must avenge him!"
"The elf patrol guard in charge of our city-state is a 'storm priest'. Only he can kill the priest!"
"Kill it!"
The young man's words were extrely fierce, and there was a kind of power spreading silently. Several extraordinary people present were in a poor ntal state due to the death of the priest, and they were all affected.
"'Storm Priest'? It must be it!" Another Beyonder also nodded in a completely affirmative tone, expressing his fear and disgust towards the elves.
"Then go kill that elf and avenge the priest!" These extraordinary people reached a consensus in their strong emotion of revenge.
"We can't be anxious, we need a plan!" The man at the beginning stopped everyone again.
After that, he put forward a plan to hunt elves based on everyone's situation, which was approved by everyone.
"Okay! Just do it!" These extraordinary people dispersed, preparing to launch a plan to hunt elves.
"Chick..." the fortune teller called out cautiously.
"What? What's the matter?" Chike, who instigated everyone to hunt elves, showed a smile.
The fortune teller shrank his neck and did not dare to ask any more questions.
"You go and get ready, we will start planning tomorrow." Chike deliberately imitated a gentleness.
"...Yes!" The fortune teller was very afraid of Qi Ke and could only leave the church quickly.
Watching the fortune teller's back gradually disappear, the gentleness on Chike's face disappeared, and he returned to his residence with a gloomy look.
He opened several secret doors and ca to a hole dug in the ground.
"Child, don't make any more mistakes. You are a child favored by the Lord and you should not be walking on the wrong path." A weak voice ca into Chike's ears.
The priest, covered in blood and with his limbs broken, fell to the ground and was imprisoned by ropes with extraordinary power. The powerful vitality of the giant path allowed him to hold on until now.
"Wrong?" Qi Ke's face gradually beca ferocious, fear, confusion, and unwillingness welled up in his heart.
"That was also guided by you! You sinner!" A blue bone blade appeared in Chike's hand and stabbed into the priest's abdon, causing blood to flow.
"I didn't know that Assassin Sequence Seven was a 'witch'." The priest really didn't know. Before being favored by the Dream Angel, nghai City was located in a remote area bordering the elves and had very limited resources for magic potion formulas.
At that ti, Chike pushed too hard, and he could only prepare the assassin potion. This... was probably fate.
"Don't ntion that word to !" Chike scread, spinning the bone blade in his hand, and the priest suddenly scread.
"'Witch'..."Witch"..." Chick has fallen into madness. He has redeed the "Witch's" potion formula and materials from the church by virtue of his achievents in driving away monsters several tis.
However, the above introduction made him collapse.
"This is the choice of fate..." The priest said this as he recalled everything that happened a few years ago.
Chick was unwilling to trust anyone due to his own experience, which allowed him to use the favor of the gods to threaten the priest. It happened that the priest could only prepare the "Assassin" potion when he was alive.
All this is fate.
"Fate has betrayed ! I must take revenge!" Chike's tone was cold and harsh.
"You... can choose to stay in the present forever... the higher the sequence, the greater the risk of losing control..." the priest said intermittently, his consciousness already beginning to blur.
"Impossible!" Chike's eyes were red, "I am a Sequence Eight person who doesn't even have a chance to go to the Kingdom of Heaven!"
"Why are you..."
"How can I, a Sequence Eight person, be qualified to get close to w?" Chike was already showing signs of going crazy.
After getting the "Witch" formula, he fell into crazy self-torture, and his spirit was extrely tense.
"Why do you want to get closer?!" The priest really didn't understand. It was a good thing to get close to God, but God could not tolerate mortals by his side.
This could very well be fatal to the average believer.
Chick's eyes were blood red, cuticles began to appear on his face, and black lines spread all over his cheeks. His hair began to beco thicker and danced without wind. He was on the verge of losing control.
He hurriedly took out a cake with only two small bites from the bag. He sniffed the aroma almost sickly, then tore off a piece of cake as big as a fingernail and put it in his mouth.
The signs of loss of control on him disappeared instantly.
"Because... He is the only salvation in this crazy world!"
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