Chapter 810 You are using this idiom incorrectly!
United States.
"This is a threat!"
The leader of the Eagle Party and the great magician, Xiri, angrily slapped the table at the urgent meeting.
"What do they want to do when a quasi-god comes out? Do you think that if you have a quasi-god, you can do whatever you want! Do you also take our United States seriously? Is there any king's law in this hegemony?! Is there any law?!"
“…but…but…”
A senior magician at the meeting spoke carefully.
"The quasi-god...is what you can do whatever you want..."
Three seconds later, the outspoken magician was thrown out of the window.
"Okay, the great magician of Cialis, now is not the time to be popular with his own people. The most important thing is that we need to figure out what the protagonist wants to do."
In fact, as the nominal "the largest magician in the United States", it is now only the second seat of this conference. The one sitting in the upper seat is another beautiful girl with a soft shawl with a long gold and blue lake eyes.
Since the beginning, the girl has been holding her chin with both hands and watching Xirui jumping alone with interest. It was not until this time that she spoke leisurely. I don’t know whether it was to give Xirui face or simply to see her embarrassed.
"No! This is not a question of 'what the other party wants to do'! The attitude stated in this notice is a provocation to the United States! This is an act that is absolutely intolerable! We must make a strong counterattack on this! We want..."
Before Cary could finish his words, the girl waved her hand lightly and interrupted.
"What are we going to do? Go to the Saviors' Union Parliament to file an outcry? Serious condemnation? Then reserve the right to appeal?"
“…”
Under the reminder of the girl, the saviors here all blushed because they had realized that, like this announcement, they seemed to have done a lot of similar things to the Celestial Empire before.
As the saying goes, one time and another, although the current savior of the United States is still the world's top in terms of overall strength, the long-term struggle between the Dove Party and the Eagle Party has led to a long-term stagnation of high-level combat power. Especially this time, after the news of the birth of several quasi-god-level abilities was revealed in one breath, the United States suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. In recent times, this topic has been basically discussed.
"Dignified sir, you must be very clear that the higher our magic level, the longer it takes to accumulate..."
Seeing that Xiri's face was gloomy, an American savior carefully tried to smooth things over.
"Even people like Cialis Grand Magister cannot accumulate enough magic power to break through the quasi-god, so the rest of us are even more..."
"The accumulation is not enough? Didn't the Archbishop of Britain provide you with a method?"
This time, the girl finally turned around, but the subtle smile on her face just now had disappeared, and instead she was unparalleled.
"If a person's strength is not enough, just use the power of ten people. If a person's strength is not enough, just use the power of one hundred people... Where have you learned in the magician courses over the years? Have your brains been completely rigid into cherry wood? Do you want me to split your stiff brains one by one to see how much thinking elements are left in it?!"
With her scolding, a faint fragrance quietly spread throughout the conference room. However, such an atmosphere did not make anyone feel happy. On the contrary, there were a few young saviors with little courage and poor strength. They had already fought two battles and couldn't even sit steadily.
And now, in this conference room, I'm afraid that only Xirui has the courage to speak at this time.
"Miss, I do not object to your proposal, and I can even try it myself, but in this way, both me and the magicians involved will overdraw their abilities and potentials..."
"It is because you guys are overdrawn in their abilities and will never be able to improve them again in the future. It is more important to be a quasi-god with the highest combat power in this world. I believe that as the Great Magician, you know very well."
The girl snorted, Shi Shiran returned to her position and sat down. Then she picked up the pen placed in front of her and gently tapped the table with the end of the pen.
"As for the successful implementation of the plan, no matter how many similar requirements the Celestial Empire has, we should try our best to cooperate."
"knew!"
This unilateral decision made such a final decision without arousing any objection from everyone here. This girl who has been participating in the meeting of the US high-level saviors for the first time today, easily took over the power to command the US saviors from the old master Siri.
After everyone left, the girl who was still staring at the pen in her hand quietly and suddenly chuckled.
"Is the protagonist? This person... seems quite interesting."
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Holy See.
"Due to the Pope, do you really agree to...do this?"
Cardinal Richelieu stared at the petite pope on the throne with some nervousness, and at the same time, the remaining eleven cardinals were also included.
Jacob, the referee of the Inquisition, had recovered from injuries suffered by surprise. However, due to the previous incident in the dark council, the referee was not in the Holy See, but was busy interrogating the captured evil villains, so he was not present today.
Because of this, there seems to be no one who is worth enough to prevent the Pope's crown from making such a seemingly wrong decision.
"Uncle the Pope, you must think twice. You must know that no matter in the name of the savior management office of the Celestial Dynasty or simply in the name of the 'protagonist', the other party has no right or reason to ask us to cooperate..."
"That's how..."
The little pope used the scepter in his hand to hit the heavy crown on his head, allowing his eyes to see Richelieu's expression.
"Then... in the name of the Son's father, it should be fine, right?"
"Why?"
"Son, Son, have we all decided to let that person's child become the spokesperson of God on earth?"
"But……"
"Okay, since his child is a saint, then whatever he says is what he says. After all, if we are in terms of seniority, we might even call him Dad..."
"The Pope's crown is careful!"
A group of cardinals knelt all over the ground with black hair on their heads, and their mood was probably no different from eating Xiang.
How could there be such a seniority?
"Okay OK, you guys are really... This is what it is decided!"
The little pope, no matter how many sentences these cardinals had to say, jumped off the throne with difficulty, and was about to throw the scepter aside, suddenly remembered something, and smiled and ordered Cardinal Richelieu.
"By the way, tell the protagonist that I will watch the live broadcast of that party, and let him come and scrub me when he has time! You guys are not clean at all!"
“…”
For some reason, at this moment, a Chinese idiom suddenly appeared in Richelieu's mind.
Chapter completed!