Book of Gods and Demons

The high-level empire represented by Salian was tough and even a little shameless.

The ambassadors retired in anger and left Hydra Palace one after another.

Regarding Sallian's toughness, they did not make any statement.

At this moment, things are no longer within the reach of these ambassadors. They can only communicate what happened in Hyderabad, as well as the official attitude of the Durham Empire towards these things, to their respective countries, waiting for the high-level response from each country.

When everyone left Hydra Palace, their faces were extremely gloomy, much colder than the clouded sky over Hyderabad.

Everyone's heart is heavy.

This is likely to evolve into a war... a huge war with countless casualties.

Every ambassador secretly calculated in his heart the probability of the outbreak of this war, as well as the forces that their country can invest, possible damage, subsequent impact, and their own country, their own family... and even they themselves can be in this war. , What are the benefits.

Only Barbaria approached Dolly, the ambassador of the Ice Sea Kingdom, with a smile on his face, and muttered a few words in a low voice.

Dolly's face changed from gloomy to very subtle.

He pads his feet and whispers a few words with Barbaria, who is a lot taller than himself... Then, Barbaria moved his huge body and squeezed into Dolly's carriage.

A carriage drove away from Hydra Palace, and they quickly dispersed to the streets and alleys, and then they circumvented the streets and alleys, and finally came to the same destination by different routes, quietly gathering at the back door of St. Cloud's Cathedral.

The ambassadors of various countries with solemn expressions hurriedly walked into St. Cloud's Cathedral from the back door, and under the leadership of the clergy, came to the main hall of the cathedral.

According to their national strength, they consciously formed a neat square array, standing in front of the golden oak statue which was hundreds of feet high and made of pure gold. They held the heart with their right hands, bowed their heads, and religiously recited prayer poems to express their religious belief in'Mu'.

A group of ambassadors murmured here for half an hour. With a'boom', a door behind the white curtain on the right side of the icon was pushed open. They were wearing silver robes, the upper half of which was dressed in pure gold armor, and the outer cover was light. A golden cloak, a golden helmet on his head, and a huge blood-colored gem gleaming Rafa strode in on the ring surface worn by the fingers of his left hand.

"I feel your anger... Someone has made a mistake. Do you hope that the sinner who made the mistake will be severely punished?" Rafa stood directly under the golden oak icon, folded his arms on his chest, and looked down at the ambassadors.

On the left side of the Golden Oak Icon, another door opened silently.

Surrounded by a group of blood-robed priests, Saint Attila, dressed in a blood-colored robe, elegant, gentle, clean and modest, walked slowly into the hall, and stepped on the steps to the preaching platform under the golden oak icon.

Rafa turned his head and looked at Saint Attila. He took a deep breath and leaned slightly to salute Saint Attila. He stepped back a few steps and gave the preaching platform the most central and eye-catching position to Saint Attila. Attila.

"Mianxia." Rafa tapped his heart with his right hand.

"Your Excellency Rafa does not need to be polite. I and others are all servants of my lord. In front of my lord, we have no distinction between high and low." Saint Attila stretched his voice and responded to Rafa with a standard sacred voice. Tribute to.

The faces of the ambassadors remained the same, but many people had already begun to swear.

"There is no difference between high and low"?

Who established the strict hierarchy within the two churches?

Of course, this is a **** inside the church, and no one of the ambassadors cares about these shit.

Dolly took a step forward, and then bowed deeply to Saint Attila: "Under the crown of Saint Attila, I am waiting to come..."

Saint Attila raised his right hand and shook it lightly, interrupting Dolly.

"Everything in the world, no one or anything can blind my lord's eyes. I already know the cause and effect of everything." Saint Attila said calmly: "The Durham Empire has lost the military expenses and equipment prepared for the battlefield of the abyss, they, and Unwilling to bear the loss this time."

"There is nothing more wise than being crowned." On behalf of the ambassadors of various countries, Dolly made an expression of sincere admiration and nodded vigorously: "They, want to pass on the huge loss caused by their fault this time... we."

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Shaking his head, Dolly sighed: "This is undoubtedly unreasonable."

Saint Attila nodded slightly: "Of course, this is very unreasonable. All military expenditures and supplies, since countries have handed over this huge wealth to them, they must bear corresponding responsibilities."

Dolly smiled: "There is nothing more wise than a crown. But..."

Saint Attila turned around, and Dolly stopped talking. Everyone raised their heads, with inexplicable thoughts, looking at the wall in front of them with twinkling eyes. The golden oak statue embedded in the wall and made of pure gold, nearly four hundred feet high.

The golden oak icon in St. Cloud’s Cathedral is more magnificent than the icon in St. Hild’s Cathedral in Tulum Harbour.

Several people embraced the thick and thin trunks, the lush and lush canopy, the huge canopy stretched out more than two hundred feet wide on both sides, and on the countless small branches, pieces of exquisitely carved golden oak leaves were shining brightly.

The huge icon, the entire icon is made of pure gold. If it weren't for the support of the walls on both sides, or the blessing of powerful magic, this huge pure gold icon would have crushed itself because of its own weight.

The Golden Oak Church has scraped the land of believers for hundreds of years in the Durham Empire, and has been continuously pouring them with molten gold year by year, and only then have they cast this huge icon little by little. At the same time, with the blessing of divine power and faith perfusion year after year, this icon has also become a powerful and extraordinary tool.

Saint Attila turned his back to many ambassadors, put his hands on his chest, looked up at this huge icon, and muttered: "My lord, your humble servant, pray for your guidance."

I don't know what tricks Saint Attila used, and the entire icon emits a warm golden light at the same time.

The warm, but extremely strong golden light turned into a billowing mist, which instantly swept across the entire hall. Everyone felt as if they were soaked in boiling water, and a rush of hot heat penetrated into the body along the pores. Several elderly and physically weak ambassadors only felt their whole body shake, and the youthful vitality instantly filled the whole body.

"Great Mu!" All the ambassadors present, including the ambassadors of the great powers, knelt on the ground and paid homage to the icon.

"The battlefield of the abyss is not to be missed. Those evil ghosts of the abyss must not let them come to Medland." The erratic voice of Saint Attila fell from the preaching stage, accompanied by a strong golden light and a huge pressure that filled the void. , His voice sounded like an oracle.

"The Deren Empire made a mistake, and they must compensate for their mistake."

"They lost the military expenses and equipment, then... they must make up for the military expenses and equipment."

Saint Attila's voice gradually filled with a strong killing intent, and everyone felt the powerful and unshakable will in his heart.

Dolly, as well as the ambassadors of several other powerful nations, smiled at the same time...

Oh no, France, the ambassador of the United Kingdom of Nice, he was the only one with a worried expression among the hundreds of ambassadors present.

The United Kingdom of Nice is extremely wealthy and rich. Almost every country in the Midland has borrowed money from the United Kingdom of Nice. He is the creditor of the entire Midland.

With money and a comfortable life, the combat effectiveness of the United Kingdom of Nice is naturally a bit weak.

Fighting... the United Kingdom of Nice is unwilling to fight.

Once a war, how much delay does it take to make money?

Frans yelled with many ambassadors at Hydra Palace before, just to join in the fun and take advantage. The Durham Empire lost that huge sum of money, and the United Kingdom of Nice was naturally unwilling to spend an extra sum of money.

However, compared with the war... the senior officials in the United Kingdom of Nice are happy to spend an extra amount of money. As long as there is no war, what is money? Nice, United Kingdom, there is really no shortage of money.

In particular, the United Kingdom of Nice and the Durham Empire bordered on land. When the Durham Empire and the Ice Sea Kingdom joined forces with the Kingdom of Saint Xia, the army of the Durham Empire also borrowed from the United Kingdom of Nice.

The army of the Durham Empire can easily cross the border and flood into the United Kingdom of Nice.

France slumped his face, and was filled with worries.

Saint Attila’s voice continued to be heard from the preaching platform: “I ruled that the Deren Empire was disgraceful and guilty in this incident. They made mistakes but were unwilling to bear the consequences. There is no doubt that they need to be punished."

Barbaria squeezed his fists in excitement: "The Lucia Empire is very happy to impose the most severe punishment on them... Let's gather the army, one million ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ two million, five million... … Tell me, how many people are needed?"

The ambassador of the Kingdom of Saint Xia, who was kneeling beside Barbaria, pouted.

The Lucia Empire has never lacked manpower... But the group of barbarians carrying rusty knives and broken swords can also be regarded as soldiers?

A group of poor ghosts who can only sell meat, this life will also be promising.

Saint Attila turned around and walked to the edge of the preaching platform, overlooking the ambassadors who were kneeling on the ground: "So, what do you sir mean?"

Dolly raised his head: "Under the crown, it's important, we must report to the country..."

Saint Attila nodded, and he calmly said: "To your lord, convey what I mean. The Durham Empire should be punished. The battlefield of the abyss, there is no room for loss... So, give you a month, I think We must see a coalition force strong enough to punish the Duren Empire."

The Gaul Republic, the ambassador of the Kingdom of Saint Xia, smiled at the same time.

They believed that the senior officials in their own country would definitely agree with Saint Attila's suggestion.

Form a coalition to punish the Deren Empire.

Since the Durham Empire is unwilling to bear this loss, use force to grab it.

Squeezing the wealth of the Deren Empire, weakening their national power, suppressing their recent uncontrolled expansion momentum... There is nothing more pleasant than this.

"Then, I suggest...The commander-in-chief of the coalition forces should be your Excellency Rafa. Do you have any opinions?" Saint Attila smiled and looked at Rafa who was standing on the side of the preaching platform.

"It's my honour... Your Excellencies, I definitely don't have any opinions." Rafa grinned, like a wolf, and smiled intently towards the countries.

Dolly, France, Barbaria and others looked at each other and nodded at the same time.