Hearing the familiar name from Pantalone's mouth, the traveler subconsciously turned his head to look at the shadow above the seat. Paimon took the opportunity to break free from the traveler's restraints and looked up curiously at the side of the big banker.
I couldn't help but scream.
"Who was calling me the guarantor just now?!"
The sound of Famas gnashing his teeth could be heard from the seats, and then the young man's handsome face appeared in front of everyone, as well as the uneaten berry cake in his hand with a delicate dessert spoon still inserted.
The bright red berry jam dripped out from the gap of the spoon, just like the blood gurgling from the chest of the murdered person.
"Well……"
Paimon hurriedly covered his mouth and looked around, then hid behind the traveler with a guilty conscience.
After successfully scaring little Paimon, Famas poked his head out from behind the railing with a gentle smile on his face. The unclear light came from behind, immersing his face in shadow.
Under normal circumstances, the smile might offset the sharpness of the eyebrows. Unfortunately, the backlight emphasized the features of the facial features, so that the smile actually made Famas look like a villain from a movie.
The young man quickly glanced at everyone in the banquet hall, and finally sighed as if talking to himself.
"It seems that the friendship of Beiguo Bank is not so easy to obtain..."
No one knew the purpose of Famas appearing here, but the moment Ning Lan's eyes fell, he looked away as if he had been burned, and a creepy chill climbed up the back of his head.
Tian Ling, her whole body seemed to be frozen in place as if a immobilization technique had been imposed on her.
With his heart beating violently, Ning Lan suddenly choked up as he accused the fools of being treacherous.
Everyone in the banquet hall looked back in confusion at Ning Lan, who had stopped making a sound. However, Ning Guang, who was closest to the seat, looked back at Famas' gaze as if he was belatedly aware of it.
She didn't see any emotion in Famas's red pupils, only the coldness and indifference of the god.
It wasn't until this moment that Ning Guang was shocked to realize what Famas was going to do. The sudden inspiration made her react instinctively.
"Youxu! Leave Ninglan's side!!"
Ning Guang shouted loudly, but when he raised his eyes, he found that Famas had a cane engraved with a crying mask in his hand. The bottom was sharp and shone with metallic luster. It could be used as a sharp weapon.
"If you run too slowly... you'll have to be buried with him, right?"
Famas nodded appreciatively towards Ningguang, as if he intended to give the Qianyan Army escorting Ninglan time to react. The space centered on the young man's seat emitted a crisp buzz, and things around him continued to shatter like bubbles.
The flames rose up from Famas' clenched cane, and the spreading red halo served as an embellishment, decorated with gold and red. However, in the eyes of ordinary people, what they saw was that the entire banquet hall was constantly melting under the scorching flames.
There are ghosts and echoes everywhere you look.
Perhaps the ants in the anthill have also felt the gaze cast by the naughty boy. The huge fear caused by the pressure on the life position coursed through Ning Guang's blood, making her hands tremble slightly.
In order to recall the mother of salt and earth, Yin Yuan Hall achieved an unprecedented feat of summoning gods on the land of Liyue. Countless memories related to Heulia gathered in the Golden House and condensed into an unfathomable deep pool. The impact of this
But it is not as powerful as Famas's display at this moment.
The next moment, the bright colors of the flames suddenly stopped, like a projector whose switch was suddenly pressed. The cane suspended in the air swallowed up the sound, and stabbed towards Ning Lan's heart at a speed beyond mortal cognition.
Except for Zhongli, no one in the banquet hall could clearly see Famas' attack, let alone intercept it.
Mr. Zhong, the only one who could stop the young man's attack, just stared calmly at the incoming casualties with his golden eyes, without any thought of showing off his strength. The corners of his clothes decorated with rock patterns were fluttering, and the sound of waves of air was heard.
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He knew that the reason for the incident of summoning gods in Yinyuan Hall was that Liyue got rid of the existence of gods.
Faith is the most stable source of power for the gods, and Emperor Yanwang has been the only righteous god in Liyue for thousands of years. His status is unshakable. The people of Liyue wrote books and erected monuments for him, and engraved his achievements on the stone monuments.
Above, it was written in the history books. Tens of thousands of families built temples to support it, and the incense burned day and night. In this way, the rising and falling of Liyue had regularity, and the rules were regulated in all directions.
The most basic condition for all this is that gods rule the country.
In the past 3,800 years of Liyue's history, Zhongli has always been in charge of the most important weapon of the country and has never completely given up the power of the country to others.
Now that the Rock God has passed away, the commercial capital and aristocratic families represented by the Liyue Eight Gates obviously also know that only with the will and favor of the Yan King Emperor, the Liyue Seven Stars can have the legitimacy to control the country.
Without the emperor's platform, the balance without weights would quickly return to its proper balance. Although Ningguang's methods are all-powerful, he still lacks some foundation when it comes to wrestling with these aristocratic families that have existed for hundreds of years.
This god-making incident is undoubtedly a provocation and test of the authority of the Seven Stars by the Eight Sects of Liyue and other countries... Zhongli is also looking forward to what Ningguang can achieve after losing the deterrence of the gods.
The cane attached to the flames of the setting sun showed all the colors in the air. As night fell, the stars twinkled, and the scorching temperature made the breath whiten with mist, and then disappeared again.
Ninglan looked at Famas in horror. The sunlight dripped into her eyes like blood. She howled and stood in the light, but no one could see her figure.
The cane pierced Ning Lan's heart like a hot knife cutting through butter, and the blood in the wound surged and boiled, as if it were a high-temperature casting furnace filled with hot liquid gold in the underground casting workshop of the Golden House.
The flames will directly evaporate Ninglan, just like those adventurers who were buried in the Silent Sea, leaving nothing behind.
Unless the breeze that symbolizes hope and turning point blows.
The moment the light continued to rotate, a gray afterimage quickly passed through the banquet hall and rushed straight towards Ning Lan, who fell in the venue.
The cane thrown by the afterimage Famas collided, erupting into a loud sound and dust, as well as crystal powder like snowflakes falling.
Everyone in the banquet hall was uneasy. Only in an emergency, the prisoner who was pushed to the ground by Qianyan Army soldiers still had the strength to struggle. Some even had the courage to stick out their tongues and lick the prisoners on the ground. "Snowflake".
"Bahh... so salty! Whose salt brine is this?"
Hearing this, Qing Qing, Ning Guang, Zhongli, Traveler and others cast their gazes to the center of the banquet hall almost at the same time. Before the heat in the venue completely dissipated, a frost arrow blasted through the big hole from the final machine. It rushed out of the ice and split into countless pieces of ice, slightly reducing the burning sensation.
When the salt dust and heat wave dissipated, there was already a strange woman standing in front of Ning Lan, with simple and gorgeous clothes and soft eyebrows.