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Chapter 191: The Silent Arrival (58): Confirmation (Part 1)

"Maybe I should be waiting outside the door, maybe I should knock on the door immediately. But I did not hear the voice of His Royal Highness, and the blue light inside was so weird. I heard that John's apprentice Shamon was testing a monster - the new human 'Sinais'. Should I knock on the door and enter?"
The blue light made Urchiko's head a little confused. As an imperial soldier, it was the most basic ability to keep a clear judgment at all times, but at this moment he hesitated and hesitated. His two bent fingers "suspended" in the air, and he was reluctant to strike the steel door that seemed as hard as diamonds.
Suddenly, the space where only the swaying and burning gas lamps radiated with a faint light flashed suddenly. A few seconds later, the rumbling thunder fell along with a more violent rain, forming a messy, chaotic, and crazy music.
Shaking his head that was slightly faded and faintly revealed a red color, Urchiko took three consecutive deep breaths. After the blue light inside weakened a little, he mustered up the courage to knock on the door and roared halfway in a high tone:
"Report! Your Highness the Crown Prince! Urchiko is here to see you."
"Come in!" Ivant's unique confident tone came from the room.
Immediately, the sound of metal collisions mixed with the movement of surrounding chains, and the iron door in front of Urchiko was slowly opened.
The old god who was sleeping opened his huge snoring mouth. Urchiko discovered that he could not see any light from the outside to the inside, and naturally he could not see any products other than pure black.
In addition to the rapidly dimming blue light, there was a dark gray world in front of him, a painting that twisted in chaos and strangely.
After almost three or four minutes, everything in front of him turned into a bright and incandescent piece with all the electrical lights turned on, which changed drastically from the dim situation before.
Even, suddenly, he thought he had just had some fatal hallucination composed of [tempter] or fraudsters.
"Urchiko, right?" The prince's voice came from the room again.
But this time it was a low, ghostly sluggish sound.
The constant echoing in the empty room formed a long, low, and echoing "classical music".
"Yes, yes Your Highness. I brought the 'electromagnetic pulse gun' that was copied by our 'Old Technology Research Group' a few days ago according to your orders. By the way, your Highness, will I send it to you now...?" Urchiko replied.
He looked at the space ahead and looked for the trace of Evante in his vision.
He suddenly found that Ivant was sitting on a throne made of black iron sword in the center of the empty room, wearing a purple robe embroidered with silver double-headed eagle, and a golden crown inlaid with various gems.
But it seems that from the visual distance, Urchico is a bit far away from Ivante, almost a hundred meters away.
However, he had read the architectural drawings of "Silent Steel Heart". The length of the auxiliary building's internal space is generally no more than 30 meters, which belongs to the attached office area, but it suddenly looks weird here, just like the "different dimension space" explained by science fiction novelists of the old Cruzd Empire.
"Please put it there." Ivant, who had been silent for a long time, said, squirming his lips:
"I invited two bishops of the Patriarch and the Orthodox Bishop to conscience me. Originally, in the back garden of the 'Pusius Legacy' palace in Chekavsk, I wanted the bishop to perform a ceremony for me, but Vladimisky was too ignorant. He knew that I did not agree with the view that 'magic is the future' and tried to force my form to surrender."
"He didn't know the power of the 'Core of Empire' pistol. It was a circulating thing from the imperial royal family. It condensed craftsmanship from past dynasties for transformation and constantly infusing magic source power. I don't know the power of magic? Can I not know the power of magic? What a joke!" Evant's mouth was wide open, and he showed a sarcastic smile with a bit of joking and playful smile.
"Yes, Your Highness, Vladimisky, his thinking has lagged behind the times. He is a remnant of the old era. After being invaded by the spirit of the god "cursed the Red Lord" in the rank of 25, he can no longer think about the problem rationally. It cannot be blamed for this." Urchiko echoed, and took the opportunity to pick up the heavy suitcase made of plastic with weapons inside, and prepare.
"So, I thought for a long time and finally agreed to him to end the curse of eternal life. My 'time wheel watch' has solidified time, and I let the newly lost Shamon end him with his new bone tentacles."
"The vitality of the blood clan is indeed very tenacious, Urchiko. If it is just a simple and subtle injury, the wound will heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. So I made Shamon equipped with 'Corruption Condensate', a very corrosive magic source potion."
"Demon source potion? Sorry, your Highness, I can't understand why you are involved in making such extraordinary things. You have said before that you should focus on military affairs." Urchiko reminded obscurely and kindly.
"You listen to me first. This is indeed related to military." Ivant had a smile on his face and did not blame Urchiko. He looked up at the surrounding electrical lamps emitting incandescent light and said leisurely:
"'Corrosion Coagulant', it adds the burning liquid of the unintentional person, the blood of the lost person's despair, the ash left by the sequential monsters after they lose their activity, and the strong acid, the 'unintentional' sunflower, and the last material - the heart of the loyal [Warrior]. These materials are mixed, squeezed, boiled, and finally dried, and combined with the magic power to add their medicinal properties to the Shameng's tentacles, forming an exclusive and extremely restrained product for the blood clan and the lost person."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Experiments have proved that even a person at the level of the blood clan leader will lose all his recovery ability as long as he is contaminated with the tentacles of the "corrupt condensation". Speaking of which man, Vladimisky is a determined man. He is very strong and has the legacy of the old Cruzd Empire. Unfortunately, after the blood flows out, the blue color of his body becomes more obvious, and he ushers in the fate of death."
"I know the rest of the blood clan will hate me, but I don't care about that much. The last battle of the empire is here, success and failure, victory and death, in this gamble.
Urchiko, you have to understand that it is not easy to control the crumbling ship of the Empire. You may be lost in power and money, and will be confused by endless failures. However, every decision you make is a big gamble, but sometimes you have enough chips, and sometimes you have to put all the chips on it."
"Yes, Your Highness." Urchiko immediately responded with military etiquette.
"Just know." Evante smiled comfortably. His face, which had a very vicissitudes of life and a kingly aura, had become more mature, as if he had already passed most of the formal adult etiquette.
"Two bishops, let's go ahead. I have paid the Lord a new currency to purchase the 'spoken' of atonement. He will forgive my killing, right?" Evant said suddenly to the air beside him.
"That's right, Your Highness."
"Yes Your Highness."
Two old voices came out, and Urchiko found that the space in front of him was twisted for a while, as if igniting a fire in the scorching summer, the air was distorted.
Immediately afterwards, two similarly dressed bishops appeared directly in front of Evant's sight.
They were all wearing white robes, holding golden scepters, and gold-inlaid crosses hanging on their chests with diamonds.
The only difference is that the bishop on the left mainly focuses on the simple style, while the bishop on the right focuses on classical, traditional and heavy.
Immediately afterwards, both bishops took off their white gloves and threw them aside.
At the same time, they put their right hand into the suddenly appeared brass basin, stained the front and back several times, then placed it on Ivante's slightly yellow forehead, muttering it:
"The light of the Lord shines / the light of the Lord shines, the great Creator builds the whole world in his sleeping dream, and the magnificent order of gods maintains hard-won order. The light of the spirit constantly awakens your 'divine nature', and the swaying souls constantly strengthens your beliefs."
"Please look up at the vast stars, please look down at the land raging in wasteland. Deep 'wisdom' has long been with you. Endless 'inspiration' will be something at your fingertips. 'pain' will not erase your ambitions, 'hope' will lead you to the final journey, 'fight' is an inevitable way, 'abandonment' will make you make a choice, but in any case, please respect 'confusion'. After the hard years, the throne of the demigod will wave to you."
Immediately afterwards, the two bishops lowered their hands from Ivant's forehead, turned to hold scepters in both hands, and walked around him and the throne, and said one by one, and alternately expressed their expectations to Ivant in the order of the "sequence of cards".
"Please uphold [love]."
"Please insist on [dedication]."
"Please keep [understanding]."
"Please respect [order]."
"Please look forward to [Adventure]."
"Please stick to [Pray]."
"Please protect yourself as your ideal."
"Do not create [confusion]."
"Please do not rebuke."
"Don't indulge in [Killing]."
"Do not allow [theft]."
"Do not [fraud] others."
"Do not show it to others as [anger]."
"Do not have [fear]."
"Please respect [Prophecy]."
When the sixteen sequential groups were described, the two bishops actually walked to the front of Ivant with small steps, knelt on their knees devoutly, and broke the scepter straight, and said in the most noble tone:
"Please recognize the falsehood and truth, and retain respect for the Creator and nature. The future of steam is not simply plunder, but symbiosis, but coexistence. A bright future is becoming eternal. Please leave your highness and move towards the future of flame and light."
Chapter completed!
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