The World of Deities Chapter 272: Kill Andrea!
The nobles present were suddenly excited, and many civilians suddenly realized.
At this moment, they understood the meaning of the fire in the real Gray River Town.
Zacre stood in the middle of the stage, and the others slowly moved closer to Zacre.
Some stand on the sides, some sit on the ground, and some are dying.
Zacray looked at the sky in the distance, reciting verses with eloquence like a normal drama.
"Even if you live in the gutter, you have the right to look up at the stars."
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"No matter how long the night is, the day will always come."
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"I have never loved this world, and it is the same to me. However, I will always love everyone in the world."
Finally, Zacley holds a torch in one hand and a sword in the other.
"I am not a two-legged sheep, I am Howson."
"I am not a robber, I am Taylor."
"I am not a thug, I am Doris."
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Forty-three people reported their names one by one.
Everyone committed suicide immediately after saying their names.
Finally, Zaclay put the sword across his neck.
"I am not a beast, I am Zacley."
After finishing speaking, Zaclay swung his sword and snarled himself, and the torch fell.
Huh...
The flame of phantom ignited, burning everyone, burning the whole hall, burning the whole stage.
The red stage has become the brightest place in Athens.
Some people even took a few steps back, lest they would be ignited.
Then the phantom reappeared.
The audience was surprised to see that a light curtain appeared on the stage, and the burning gray river town appeared on the light curtain, and the gray river town was getting farther and farther away.
Finally, the city of Athens appeared on the screen.
Under the stars, on the walls of Athens, the soldiers looked at Gray River Town.
The fire blazed into the sky.
Finally, a line of words appeared on the light curtain.
Born like summer flowers, and dead like autumn leaves.
Many people are immersed in the emotions of drama and cannot extricate themselves, but a very small number of warriors and magicians set off a huge wave in their hearts.
The last magic light curtain is not an illusion at all, it is the magical video record of the day when Gray River Town burned.
It's not a drama, it's a flame that really existed.
"Kill Andrea!" Hult shouted suddenly.
"Kill Andrea!" Many people shouted.
"Kill Andrea!" countless civilians shouted.
People are yelling and crying.
On the roof, many nobles all looked at Andre.
Andre's face is darker than the bottom of the pot.
It took a long time before he breathed out slowly.
"It’s a beautiful day. I saw these untouchables are struggling like maggots, so insignificant, yet so hard. Unfortunately, there are so many untouchables. Only Su Ye dared to kill the nobles, and Su Ye, very I will die soon. Just like this wine glass..."
Crack...
Andre smiled, loosened the fragments of the wine glass, and walked away slowly.
Everyone saw the coldness in his eyes.
The illusion of the stage dissipated, and all the actors stood on the stage and bowed to the audience.
The eyes of the actor who played Zaclay were red. He took a deep breath and slowly said, "This drama is based on the "Gray River Uprising" that few people know about. But we did not expect that its author, The great Su Ye unexpectedly beheaded a despicable nobleman in the arena on the same day of his debut, just like Zacre. Now, Su Ye is being treated unfairly, but I have no choice. I can only say , We should remember all this, remember Gray River Town, remember the Arena, remember Zacrei, remember Su Ye."
"Su Ye!"
"Su Ye!"
"Su Ye..."
More and more people chanted the name of Su Ye.
Palos's little nose is reddish.
Su Ye ignited the town of Huihe, ignited the arena, and now, ignites the Municipal Square.
It will ignite Athens, ignite Greece, and ignite the world.
"Thank you for showing me the way."
Palos got up and left.
The voice shouting "Su Ye" not only stopped, but became louder and louder.
Suddenly, someone shouted, "That's the bronze statue of Su Ye's champion! It's Su Ye's!"
Everyone looked around and found that there were many magic lamps near the statue of Champion Su Ye, illuminating the bronze statue extremely brightly.
"Su Ye..."
Many people have experienced both arena and drama at the same time, with moist eyes.
"Respect you as a god!"
A young man yelled, walked over, squatted down in front of the bronze statue of Su Ye's champion, and reached out to stroke Su Ye's instep.
The people nearby were stunned for a moment, as if a huge wave was surging away.
Many people squatted down and stroked the insteps of the bronze statue of Su Ye as if they were facing their most admired hero.
The scene fell into chaos.
Master Larens flew over the statue, holding his staff and hitting the void.
Boom...
With the bronze statue of the champion as the center, the invisible air wave slowly moved forward, and all the nearby spectators were slowly pushed away, exclaiming and retreating.
"There are so many people today. In order to avoid trampling or accidents, if you want to touch the bronze statue of Su Ye’s champion, you must not crowd them, you must line up! The students of Plato College, help me maintain order together and let them form a long and tortuous queue. In addition, I suggest you go home and rest. If you want to touch the bronze statue of the champion, it’s never too late to come back tomorrow."
Master Larence looked around everyone, and said, "The champion of the Forum is like a bright spot, and it doesn't happen overnight. Please don't worry."
Everyone looked at the other bronze champion statues, some with shiny heads, some with shiny shoulders, some with shiny arms, and very few people with shiny feet.
Students from Plato College came over to help Master Larens maintain order.
However, a scene that everyone did not expect happened.
The vast majority of people did not leave the venue and insisted on queuing.
The total number of people exceeds 100,000.
At first, everyone was unaware, but as time passed, the magicians began to count the time.
I was surprised to find that only 3,600 people can be contacted per person per second per hour, and these hundreds of thousands of people don’t want to reach out all day and night.
So Larence had to persuade everyone again.
However, there are still many people who are unwilling to leave and insist on queuing.
There are still some people who did not line up. They stood on the edge of the square, watching the people who lined up quietly.
In the beginning, they couldn't understand the people's choices.
But, as time goes by, one hour, two hours, three hours...
In the middle of the night, there are still people who insist on queuing.
In front of the champion, the people are like a dragon.
"Just like a god." Sigrud sighed and left slowly.
"Respect you like a god." Kelton bowed his head slightly to the champion, turned and left.
Huck also respectfully saluted the champion, and followed Kelton slowly.
The drama masters sat in front of the stage, staring at the long crowd.
"Life is like Suye, and you die without regrets."
The father of tragedy sighed.
The other drama masters were stunned for a while, slightly or more severely, all nodding to this sentence.
The night is fading and dawn is coming.
There were people everywhere in Athens who got up early, and rushed to the Plaza Mayor in the morning.
When they arrived at the Municipal Square, they stood there blankly, looking ahead in disbelief.
Just in front of Su Ye's champion statue, there is still a long line.
The eyes of the people in the front line were red, and their bodies swayed lightly. Some people even dropped their heads and slumped like a kowtow, in a daze.
Someone hasn't slept all night, and they have been queuing.
The newcomer walked silently behind the line.
The magicians who maintained the order of the team looked the same, but they saw helplessly that the team was no longer shortening, but began to extend, and quickly extended.
When the morning sun fell on the statue of Su Ye Champion, a long dragon appeared again in front of the Municipal Plaza, winding back and forth, endlessly.
Those who were in it, and who saw this scene, everyone's heart was deeply shocked.
"They are not for Su Ye, but for themselves." Larence muttered to himself.
In the shadow of the alley, a black-robed man slowly emerged like mud. After his figure solidified, he walked out of the alley and arrived at the Municipal Plaza from the Avenue of the Goddess of Wisdom.
He quietly looked at the Municipal Square in the morning light, and after a long time, he slowly left.
Since last night, the entire city of Athens has been named Suye alone.
Su Ye.
In the early morning, Plato was quiet. Even though the city-state tournament holiday has passed, the students have returned to school for normal classes, and the campus is still so quiet.
It seems to be on holiday.
At noon, it barely became lively.
Jimmy has been running around constantly, constantly using magic letters to contact his classmates in the academy.
The school bell rang in the afternoon.
Many students in the class instinctively looked up at the blackboard, wanting to copy the content to be previewed and reviewed in the evening.
There is nothing on the blackboard.
All the classmates feel lost.
At this moment, someone whispered, "The verdict of God of War has come down!"
Palos is looking at the magic letter.
Because Su Ye killed the noble Luo Long in the arena, God of War sentenced Su Ye to death. But Su Ye had the gaze of the goddess of wisdom and had a chance to avoid death, and the sentence was changed to ten years of exile.
Jimmy got up and said to Hult, Palos and Albert, "The verdict has come down, and we are trying to help Su Ye. I have already contacted some classmates and Lake’s friends. They are all willing to help Su Ye. Karma, ready to get together tonight to discuss countermeasures. Do you want to come together?"
"I'll go!" Hult said immediately.
"I'll go too." Palos nodded vigorously.
The three people looked at Albert.
Albert hesitated and said, "I... I have something at home, I can't go."
Palos turned her head blankly and looked out of the court, her black hair light and blue eyes like a lake.
Hult clenched his fist hard, then slowly let it go, his face cold.
Jimmy sighed and said, "Since you have something at home, we won't force you. Let's go."
The three got up and walked out of the classroom.
Albert sat quietly with his head down, and after a while, he woke up suddenly, bent over and picked up the wooden box he had brought from the puppet club at noon, and walked quickly to the house.
The setting sun slowly dropped, and Albert's shadow quickly extended on the ground, as if it was getting farther and farther away from Plato Academy~ IndoMTL.com~ When he reached the door, Albert took a deep breath, put down the box, and took out the exquisite Bronze magic prosthesis, covered with blue magic patterns.
This is the first magic item I made.
Albert stroked the finely polished surface of the prosthesis, his eyes soft, and he couldn't help but think of that day many years ago.
That day, seven-year-old Albert was squatting on the ground playing in the mud, constantly adjusting the ratio of water and mud, and squeezing out various shapes.
Suddenly, a black shadow fell.
"Albert, what are you doing?"
The familiar voice sounded. Little Albert squinted and raised his head, looking at the person blocking the sun. This person was holding a cane and only one foot was exposed under his robe.
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