It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 1939: When the Glorious Holy See says not to do something, no one dares to do it
Chapter 1939: When the Glorious Holy See says not to do something, no one dares to do it
Chapter 1946 The era when no one dared to do something even if the Glorious Holy See said it was not allowed has passed!
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Storms and clouds are gathering.
If you had a pair of spiritual eyes, at this moment, looking down from the zenith of the mainland, you would probably see dozens of extremely powerful spiritual beings converging in the direction of Hall Strait.
The legends of the Glorious Holy See surged in from east to west, drawing two long white tracks on the earth. Those who were close to each other were rushing quickly, riding horses, riding creatures summoned by various divine spells, or walking
Running wildly with open legs;
If you are far away, then you have to use teleportation, or simply enter a different space and jump from the different space. In short, with [Destined One] Mr. Paul here, the projection of Heaven Mountain he summons can become a stable
Jump anchor...
The Magic Council is similar here. Leave those who look after the house, leave those who guard various strategic locations, and then, come!
Come here quickly!
For such an important meeting, you must be present decisively! If there are enough people and enough legends, you can show enough power and gain an advantageous position in the negotiation!!!
"Legend, legend, legend..."
Gretel followed the Lord of Thunder closely, looking left and right, terrified. This venue, on the center line of Hall Strait, was summoned by magicians to undersea lava, which quickly erupted and raised a small island in the middle of the sea.
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Even-handed, neither left nor right, located exactly at the midpoint. At this moment, the lava has cooled, and the powerful reverberation of magical power is still echoing around the island.
This is a demonstration!
An obvious demonstration!
The Magic Council can release such a large-scale terrain spell at this juncture, which means that they are fully capable. It is not a big deal for them to waste a few of such legendary magic!
This meeting, in the Kingdom of Kent, the Holy See did not agree to. It wanted to be held in the Old Continent, the Magic Council, and did not want to go to the other side's territory. After a compromise between the two parties, it was finally decided on this place.
Powerful spell fluctuations stung Gretel's mental power all the time. What stung him even more was the overwhelming pressure around him.
Even if the venue has been specially smoothed with magic, if you place a small ball anywhere, it will not roll. It will feel like "one foot is high and one foot is low":
From east to west, from south to north, at a glance in any direction, there are ten or eight legends...
The legendary magician, the legendary elder of the Natural God Church, the God of War Temple—well, just looking at the appearance, you can’t tell whether he is a legendary warrior or a legendary priest, and the legendary priest of the Fountain Temple.
Unmentioned, these are all allies of the Magic Council.
The thundering sword master of the royal family and several unfamiliar sword masters were also standing in the team of their own legends, chatting and laughing quietly. Hmm, they should be the sword masters of several big noble families in the Kingdom of Kent...
"There are so many legends... Have they all come... When they get here, they really feel like legends..."
"What?"
"Uh, it's nothing." Gretel quickly shrank his neck. He felt that legends are so worthless. It's hard to see even one at ordinary times, but now there are so many of them...
Of course he couldn't say this. He had no choice but to close his mouth and continue to look to the side:
On the left, the two dragons, Time Dragon Sainz and Elder Batista, occupied a large open space, and no one came to join them.
The gray-black dragon was lying on the ground, its eyes half-open and half-closed, and it looked like it was not interested in anything. Grete guessed that this was because the show had not begun yet;
The silver-haired old man who has transformed into a human form is holding a long staff as tall as a person in his hand. The head of the staff is shining with seventeen or eight patterns, and each pattern exudes the surging dragon power:
No need to ask, they are all transfer positions left by the legendary dragon.
Through the dragon scales embedded on the head of the staff, you can look directly at the scene! Listen directly to the sounds of the scene!
If you have an idea, you can directly transmit your voice through the dragon scales!
By the way, although these dragon scales are relatively thin and cannot carry strong power, they can still do it with one attack...
In short, we want to represent our Dragon Clan and convey our will and strength at the meeting.
Although the Dragon Clan has been living in seclusion for a long time, they are not easily bullied. That kind of inexplicable situation where someone formed a team to kill the dragon, the Dragon Clan does not want to happen again!
On the right, a cedar with green branches and leaves spreads out and covers the entire direction. Under the cedar, the elf princess Norrell stands gracefully, with two elf legends standing next to her on the left and right:
What is more eye-catching than them is the layer of faint silver light that spreads all over the cedar branches and leaves. The silver light flows, even if the scorching sun is in the sky, it cannot suppress the clean and gentle light, and even condenses on the treetops.
A full moon:
There is no doubt that this is the projection of Lady Silvery Moon's power.
Gretel even had reason to believe that the legends of the elves, including the Elf Queen, were overlooking the venue behind the full moon, ready to participate in the discussion at any time.
"There are so many people coming..."
Gretel looked left and right, dizzy. The Lord of Thunder glanced at him leisurely:
"a lot of?"
"...Not many. Many people haven't arrived yet."
Gretel looked at it for a long time, and then he sighed deeply.
There are still many people, or in other words, many forces who have not arrived. Many, many.
Take the vampire clan for example. Prince Rimmer asked him if he could ask a senior prince of the vampire clan, or ask the vampire demigod to pay attention to this place. Gretel couldn't make the decision himself, so he asked him to ask the teacher. Now it seems that he is a harsh touch.
off the wall;
Bernard stood quietly at the back of the venue. He was the only barbarian in the entire venue. Those patriarchs, elders, and other high-ranking people, sorry, none of them were here;
The dwarves and orcs disappeared without a trace.
As for the indigenous people in the overseas New World, whether they live in tribes or already have kingdoms; whether the tribal gods are totem beasts of the 18th or 19th level, or demigods who transcend legends...
In short, it's none of their business.
Is this negotiation unimportant?
If you want to say it's not important, just look at the twinkling stars opposite. The legends from the Brolin Kingdom, the Rhine Kingdom, and the Capet Kingdom all rushed over and squeezed into the venue——
Even if you don’t have the right to speak, you have to send someone to the scene and send someone to listen to what is being said here. If you don’t attend the meeting, who knows what agreement can be reached at the legendary meeting? Will you sell yourself out?
However, no one informed them, and no one set up a channel for them to participate in the negotiations. Both parties to the negotiation tacitly kicked them out of the negotiation circle.
Some unpleasant memories rolled up in Gretel's mind. During a certain negotiation, a certain ambassador sat outside the venue, helplessly listening to others informing him about whose country the country's territory had been allocated to.
;
During a certain negotiation, a certain ambassador sat outside the venue, waiting sadly and angrily for the resolution of the international conference on his country...
"Why are there so many people here?"
The Pope was not present in person, but he was also in the glorious Holy City thousands of miles away, overlooking the venue through Paradise Mountain. Looking around, he frowned:
"Why did the legend of the Rhine Kingdom escape?!"
"The Magic Council has been sparing no effort to promote this meeting in the past few days." The chief referee sat quietly on his right hand and said in a calm voice:
"They use the latest communication method - what they call 'radio waves' - to send messages endlessly. This message cannot be hidden from anyone who has a receiving device in hand."
And that kind of receiving device is not expensive at all—who has a legendary noble at home, who can’t afford it? Who wouldn’t rush over after getting the news?
"Okay, everyone who is supposed to come is here." After a long period of noise, in front of the Pope, in front of the Elf Queen, in the Tower of Babel, and in the Sky Dragon City, dozens of light screens lit up at the same time, and the sound of thunder was heard.
The voice of the Lord:
"Let's get straight to the point. - We are gathered here because the Askan Territory is intended to be overthrown by the Glorious Holy See. For this reason, the lord requested that a mage tower be built in the territory—"
As he raised his hand, a light suddenly appeared, and the events that took place in the Ascan Territory were played again. Just after the beginning was played, a white light swept across, and all the images disappeared without a trace:
"Such rebellious and blasphemous behavior will never be allowed by the Glorious Holy See!"
Even though the image disappeared without a trace, there was a slight ripple in the entire venue. Under the rule of the Kingdom of Kent, several sword masters whispered to each other and talked softly.
The Pope could see them pointing and shaking their heads at the point where the image disappeared. Without hearing the conversation, he knew:
The other party should be saying "how dare you do this" or "how dare you do such a thing". If not, they might add a few more sentences:
"What we did was too dirty... we sent out several legends, but they were all knocked down and even caught with such evidence. Oh, it is said that they were even captured alive?"
Looking towards our own side, the great nobles of Brolin Kingdom, Rhine Kingdom, and Capet Kingdom, although they dare not speak, are looking at each other one by one. There is a bit of contempt in their expressions.
And those beggars in the Netherlands!
Those guys didn't even send a single sword master, but they were standing here arrogantly!
They didn't even dare to shout "This is fake". Gretel pursed his lips and complained silently:
Should we say that it’s thanks to the Magic Council that they made the video in advance and distributed it everywhere, and everything that needs to be distributed has been distributed? It’s too late to ban the broadcast now, and it’s completely self-defeating...
Alas, without overwhelming power, we can only negotiate well.
If you have overwhelming power and show it with a bag of washing powder, you can say "this is a weapon of mass destruction" and then launch unilateral sanctions and attacks...
"The principles of the Glorious Holy See are not the principles of the entire world." In the center of the venue, the clear voice of the Lord of Thunder echoed leisurely:
"If the Glorious Holy See says 'not allowed', no one in the whole world would dare to do it. Even the days when kings had to walk barefoot to the Holy City to atone for their sins have passed!"