Chapter 1543： Conspiracy (Super Loud) (1/2)
The gods appeared from the darkness and chaos and walked towards the doomsday fortress where mortals disobeyed the divine right. This scene is enough to be called thrilling.
And seeing them clearly is more thrilling than watching them descend.
Although Gawain was a little prepared when he saw the state of the three goddesses of abundance before, he really couldn't make up for what he was seeing at the moment. The powerful beings condensed from the projection of the thought trends staggered out of the darkness one by one. The closer they got, the more they looked like a group of survivors who had just escaped from the disaster area. The creatures supported each other from time to time, and carefully looked at all the companions around them in the process.
Before today, they have never gathered like this. The gods are bound by their own ideological shackles in the kingdom of God, unable to spy on or communicate with each other, and even if they were recently separated from human form and divinity by Lady Ye, they Obviously, there is still no free time to go to a door or something. The "convergence" planned by Gawain should be an unprecedented "the day of the gods meeting" in this season's civilization. These great beings who have been trapped on the throne for a long time are very important Their "peers" showed a novel and cautious attitude, and at the same time they felt a little sympathetic to each other because of their similar experiences.
Gawain watched all this from the edge of Ammon's courtyard, as if watching an absurd and astonishing drama, and at the same time he heard Amber whispering behind him: "Okay, let's help each other. Come on, Lady Ye's fat beating has united the gods..."
Gawain didn't know how to evaluate this, but one thing was obvious: the scene in front of him was so fresh and refined that Amber seemed to have forgotten the state she was scared to death just now...
At this moment, those stalwart figures have crossed the long wilderness at the end of the wasteland. In this shadow world, the courtyard of Amorn is like the only light under the night, and the warm radiance of the golden oak tree is reassuring. The bonfire attracted the attention of the gods. They saw the assembly hall marked by lights around the golden oak tree. Of course, they also saw the three goddesses of fertility standing on the edge of the assembly hall, who seemed to be one step ahead of them. Amorn, the master of nature who had "fallen" three thousand years ago.
The gods quickened their pace and came to the assembly hall. Amorne (he is the oldest **** in this season of civilization after all), so the meeting place prepared in advance is quite wide for these giants and beasts.
Gawain saw that these astonishing beings were looking for their respective places to settle down, and most of them were extra cautious and vigilant. An old man in a red robe and a majestic face (Danmo, the blood god) glanced around from time to time, as if he was looking for The figure of Lady Night, Buffal, the **** of commerce, noticed the mortal creatures running in the nursery under the golden oak tree, and a curious and thoughtful look appeared on his face. After a moment of hesitation, the goddess of beautiful girls (Nifali, the goddess of song, dance and wind) cautiously approached the three goddesses of fertility closest to her, and asked cautiously, "Excuse me... Are you gathering here? When will the fight begin?"
The God of Song, Dance and Wind had a bandage wrapped around her head, but the bandage was obviously ineffective. The wound created by Lady Ye was still oozing blood, and the blood oozes down her forehead as soon as she opened her mouth. coming…
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Looking at this scene, Gao Wen couldn't help feeling emotional. He said that it was fortunate that everything that happened here was highly confidential, otherwise, how much trouble would this scene be made public? Even if the "human nature of the gods" gathered here have no hidden danger of residual divinity and spiritual pollution at all, just taking screenshots of their current state is afraid that it will be a round of global sanhek. Greeting directly to the head?
He was muttering in his heart that the three goddesses of abundance who had arrived here one step ahead of time had already begun to help "entertain" the victims at the assembly venue... The participants, as the first group of visitors to arrive here, are also the relatives among the gods. Qualified gods, they obviously have this qualification. The most mature and prudent Gaia was the first to stand out. She came to the center of the assembly hall and immediately attracted all the attention. Then she opened her hands and said in a gentle voice: "First of all, welcome everyone here, although we have never been here before. We've met, but I don't think we all need any self-introduction."
Speaking of this, she paused for a while, and then continued: "Secondly, please allow me to apologize to everyone first that Ms. Ye is not here, and there is no so-called 'follow-up treatment' at all. It is our sisters' idea to gather you here. Deception was used...but it was for the safety of everyone present, and the future of the entire world."
Gaia's last words unsurprisingly caused a commotion in the assembly hall. Those stalwart figures couldn't help but start looking around or chatting in a low voice. The wind **** Nefali was the first to cast her gaze into her field of vision. The eldest of , the master of nature, Amoen: "Your Excellency Amoen, may I ask what this is..."
"Don't ask me, I'm here to watch the fun," Amoen shook his head without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, shaking the pot very simply, "I'll provide a venue for the meeting, and the person in charge is someone else..."
"The person in charge?" Nefali's eyes widened in astonishment, and behind her, a commotion even bigger than before was instantly set off.
The unexpected change in the situation made the gathered gods unable to react, and the information revealed in Ammon's words made them realize another truth: behind this astonishing gathering, there was someone who was not Lady Ye. No matter whether it is the three gods of abundance who conspired to call the gods here or the **** of nature who provides the venue, they are actually just cooperating with the master in action.
This made them suspicious, and they began to subconsciously guess the origin of this "man in charge". This person's ability to do things was faintly higher than that of Ms. Ye. Could it be the sailor? !
In the commotion, the blood **** Dan Mo's old and low voice suddenly sounded in the venue: "But we have clearly felt the breath of Ms. Ye from the beginning..."
"Cough cough," Gawain finally coughed twice at this time, and walked out of the shadow beside Amoen, "Everyone, don't be impatient, the 'in charge' you are looking for is me. Besides, you just now The scent of Lady Night I feel comes from here."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and dragged Amber, who was just about to run away, from behind, and this inconspicuous little dwarf attracted all the attention of the scene almost instantly. , The breath is like Lady Ye, but other than that, you can't see the majestic dwarf melon of the ancient god, and she can see her mortal essence in an instant: "This..."
Immediately afterwards, the old man wearing a red robe and the height of a giant also noticed Gawain's identity. It is not to blame the gods for their perception or slow thinking. It was because Amoen's breath completely obscured the relationship between Gawain and Amber. Existence, the psychological pressure brought by Ms. Ye disturbed the minds of the gods, and the series of unexpected situations left them no time to care, and now that he finally recovered, the blood **** Danmo was the first to recognize Gawain. , his expression suddenly became serious, and his voice suddenly became a little deep: "...I remember you, you are the mortal who 'resurrected from the dead', you led the mortals to establish the theocratic council and restructured it many times over the years My teachings, reduce the authority of the church."
Gawain could feel that those eyes with great pressure were converging here one after another, but he raised his head to meet Dun Mo's gaze as if he didn't feel it. With a smile: "So what?"
"Thank you." Dunmer nodded solemnly.