Archfiend Chapter 594: : The rift between the virtual and the real-the eye of the Sahara (
Three days later, St. John’s Cathedral was closed again.
Ten teleportation arrays gathered together, and a total of twelve figures gathered in St. John’s Cathedral. Unlike the last time, this time, there are many real figures who came with them.
A well-known monk, most of whom have been practicing for no more than a hundred years old, but almost all of them are above the mid-Marquis. There are even one or two reaching the late Marquis.
These are the top ten families and the true elite of the Vatican.
The purpose of their coming here does not matter. The clues of the Tower of Babel gather. In the tomb of thousands of years, there are some secrets that have been lost, such as... Alchemy that has long been lost? Or the holy medicine formula? Or... some spiritual practice that leads directly to the Duke?
Everyone wants to share the first cup, especially, this tomb has existed for at least three thousand years. There can be no major danger in it. It is a huge treasure that exists in records but does not exist in the world, and it is an excellent opportunity to experience one's descendants.
However, the crowd of more than one hundred people has no seats at all in the main seat of St. John's Cathedral, but from the beginning to the present, they all kneel on the ground. Because just in front of them, fifty meters away, thirteen stalwart figures were sitting there. Among them, only three are real people, and the rest are all clones.
No one dared to speak freely, not a single cough. The sunlight cast in from St. John's Cathedral draws mottled colorful light and shadow through the stained glass, and the second round table of the Grand Duke in nearly 500 years is exaggerated and solemn.
"Sand..." In the Tagul family camp, a thin man with a pale face and a black suit wrote a line on the ground. The woman next to her glanced, then glared at him.
What he wrote was: All the princes here, how could there be a Marquis?
The woman immediately wrote: You haven't come out in the practice for too long. This is the newly promoted spiritualist x, and of course he is qualified to sit with the Grand Duke.
And all the princes have extremely solemn expressions. Li Senge, Lawrence sat in the first seat, and as Lawrence stood up, even the conversation of the Grand Duke was all extinguished.
"We finally waited until today..." He took a deep breath and trembled: "Praise..."
"Shut up!" The four or five grand princes immediately hummed: "Stop your praise and get to the topic, I can't wait now!"
"This is the Tower of Babel..." At this moment, Skorius was not in the mood to care about Xu Yangyi, his eyes were red: "Don't delay time for other things, now, immediately! Otherwise... I There is no guarantee that the dead underground will not be awakened."
Lawrence's face was red and white.
It’s just his habit, okay?
Li Sen each coughed and stood up: "The Tower of Babel, we don't know how many secrets are buried. But we are sure that it must be a huge treasure house! A treasure house for thousands of years. !"
"From now on, one year from now, all families are forbidden to fight. It is forbidden to engage in evil. Make every effort to prepare for the Tower of Babel. The big families bring in five people and get their own harvest. This is the basic rule set by the Pope. Do you have any questions?"
"Since St. Peter of the Light speaks under the crown, I think it is very reasonable." "There is no objection." "This is a once-in-a-millennium event. At this time, you must let go of your prejudices and focus on it."
Lawrence glanced around and nodded: "Okay, now... please take out our keys..."
"The secret of a thousand years will be opened here. Today, it is destined to be a day in the annals." His voice was hoarse from excessive excitement, and his body trembled slightly: "And all of you here must The annals of celebrities! Be praised by future generations and cultivators forever!"
There are no objections.
Even the Grand Duke, everyone present at the scene couldn't restrain their hearts from beating wildly, and took out an old stone disc with great care.
It was like a split pizza. No one put it on the table, but firmly held the corner. All the twelve people stood up, their eyes dignified with extreme heat.
Machu Picchu's sun disk is missing Pisces.
"Quickly." Scholes's avatar pursed his lips, staring at Xu Yangyi firmly: "Do you still want the grand prince to invite you!"
Xu Yangyi finally stood up and glanced at the other party lightly. Finally took out the Pisces stone plate.
The twelve hands converge in one place, just a few centimeters away from the Pisces disk. Suddenly, thirteen low exclamations sounded, and the sun disc emitted a cloud of white light, and an unstoppable force suddenly hit everyone's hands. Under a shock, the astrolabe of the zodiac was floating in the air!
"Om..." An obscure wave with a historically heavy atmosphere gently appeared from the solar disk, a strange resonance, causing twelve fragments to close together. There was a white light of "brushing", even the Grand Duke couldn't help closing his eyes on the scene.
"Boom!!" An invisible ripple swept across New York instantly. All the scenery seemed to be blurred at this moment, and every mortal thought he had read it wrong.
"Swipe, Lara!!" The unspeakable resonance shook the clothes of everyone present. Li Senge, Lawrence clung to the edge of the table, ignoring their clothes waving like sails in a storm. No one was willing to miss a single bit of everything in front of them.
A round stone disk, emitting white light, slowly rotates in the air. It's ordinary, it doesn't look special, and its body is full of traces of time. However, it is not ordinary. The kind that spans thousands of years is not coercion, but a power that makes people tremble, so that everyone in the room can't say a word.
"Pun...Pun..." The Marquis below, already sweating profusely, touched the ground with his forehead trembling. Obviously there is no coercion, but it seems that an invisible **** is scanning the audience.
"This is..." Lawrence shook his hand like a stroke, stretched out and grabbed the disc: "The legend of thousands of years...the key to the tower of the gods?"
However, he did not catch it.
His hand penetrated directly through the Machu Picchu solar disk, unexpectedly caught in the air.
Everyone was stunned, and then the incarnation of Sky Roar muttered: "Between the virtual and the real..."
I can see, but I can't fathom.
Under this kind of opportunity that was enough to stay in history, no one noticed Xu Yangyi, who looked as usual.
"Furafur...stupid humans, the key to the Tower of Babel is restricted by the door, how can they be able to catch it?"
Xu Yangyi whispered: "I want to catch, what should I do?"
"Why?" Cerberus was puzzled: "Humans are the most despicable and capricious creatures. If you get the key, they will kill you when they enter the tower. Because no one knows that the key is in the tower. What's the use. And, if this tower enters, it will be closed? If you open it next time, do you need a key?"
"Whoever has the key, has the initiative in Europe and America. Even if he is not in Europe and America, all the spiritual families in Europe and America will remember him. Furfurfur has substantial benefits, and the subsequent intangible benefits are the same as the ocean. Do you think, especially the sacred stick organization like the Vatican, will allow you to hold the key in your hand? Not only that, you still have a door in your hand, don’t hand over these two things...furfurfur...today It’s your death date."
The corners of Xu Yangyi's mouth curled slightly.
Is it dead?
Not necessarily!
He dared to come, and of course he would not fail to consider these. But because of this, he seemed to be a stranger. He thought on the contrary. With a door in his hand, these people would not dare to move him until the Tower of Babel ended.
Cerberus is right, people are indeed capricious. However, it is not enough to understand people.
People, tolerance is almost unlimited.
Just step on that wire.
"Such a huge invisible advantage, how can this seat let you hold it in your hands?" He narrowed his smile and looked at the same eagerness in his eyes, but he had already brought a dozen impatient grandpas with him, and said in a deep voice : "Everyone."
"Shut up!" Skorius was very anxious. The great secret opportunity of a thousand years was right in front of him, but he could meet and not ask for it. The feeling of seeing a mirage in the desert made him feel like a cat. Xu Yangyi's words ~IndoMTL.com~ let him finally find a point to vent his anger.
"Here is where you can speak?" His face finally showed a sneer. This little **** was unpleasant from the beginning. Dare to talk back to yourself?
The Great Duke of Terror, Skorius, this name can stop babies from crying at night in the European and American spiritual circles. At the time of the Marquis, he killed not many people, saying that his hands were stained with blood can not be overstated, and let the Black Witch family directly announce his expulsion. He founded the Death Ice Palace on Mount McKinley in North America and became a gathering place for necromancers. Just when everyone thought he was being chased to death by the spiritual world, at the top of Mount McKinley, he broke through the Grand Duke.
The status of one of the world's most respected makes him even more unscrupulous. Mount McKinley is already a dead city. The animals are dead. Being hunted down all the year round made him extremely distorted and broke out after being promoted to the Grand Duke. One of them is...
As long as you stand in a different position and dare to refute him, unless the Grand Duke, you must die!
No one has dared to talk back to him for hundreds of years. Last time, Xu Yangyi did it. This time... he unexpectedly disturbed him when he was so dying and irritable!
"Who do you think you are?" He turned his head, and the irritability in his heart made him not want to suppress his tyranny. There were countless marquis who could kill him, but there were backstages. What's in this area? Does the holy medicine have a bad effect on his half-dead?
"Let you come over, let you sit, let you listen, accept, no one wants to ask you what you think. Or do you think you have gone to Jerusalem once and fled back like a wild dog, and you are eligible Point and point in front of the prince?"
"There are ants under the Grand Duke." His pale eyes looked at Xu Yangyi with thick mockery: "Now, get out."
"You are no longer needed here! Useless garbage."