Chapter 655 Vampista Empire
"The configuration of "Silent, armed priest, silent monk, and a high-level judge is enough to capture the new Yaromon Bay half a month ago."
Song Shi stretched, "Your Vampsta Empire has also taken great pains to accommodate the psychic entities."
"——The powerful, merciful and righteous 'Nandou', we have no intention of being an enemy of you."
The first person to speak was the old man with gray temples.
He took a step forward and stood in front of the silent monk and the three others.
"As you can see, the only purpose of our trip is to accommodate this disaster 'Yaransha'."
He was not surprised by the other party's verbal identity as a member, nor was he afraid of the previous scorching sun. The old man's tone was neither humble nor arrogant, and there was not much emotional fluctuation.
"I have heard of your righteous act—"
"You have broken the curtain of the sky and picked up real sunshine for the Rokar Plain. You have broken the tower entrenched in the sky, bringing hope to the people in this entire area. I have also heard of the righteous actions of the Qiming Master. I respect and respect you and Qiming Master still uphold the banner of justice in this dirty and chaotic land."
"——So?" Song Shi grinned.
"Please hand over Yelansha to us." The old man said slowly, "In exchange, the Empire is willing to give you what you want."
"Wait! Don't give me to them! I will never be imprisoned by these pseudo-god hunting dogs again! Yes, leave me behind! I'm willing to submit to you-"
".What I want? Tell me."
Song Shi pressed the five fingers of the skull and used some force. The latter suddenly felt something was wrong and closed his mouth in an instant.
"It depends on you," said the old man.
Song Shi slowly laughed.
"Give a psychic in the fourth ring, what you want? Sorry, you can't give what I want, but I don't need what you can give me."
"But there is one thing you are right, it's really your stuff."
Song Shi shouted.
"You have been doing religious worship all day long, and you have been creating something you have created by yourself for billions of people, one or two thousand years."
The old man lowered his eyes, as if he was unmoved.
"Not everyone can understand enlightenment." He said calmly, "just as not everyone can understand faith."
"That's so faithful." Song Shi held his hand: "How sacred is the six holy spirits of Acanaros, Timath of the Underworld, and Valetus of the Iron Law?"
"If ordinary imperial people don't know, forget it, don't tell me, a high-level judge who has reached the third ring is not clear about the truth about your so-called Holy Spirit."
"Disaster, Holy Spirit? It's just a spiritual entity."
"That's right! Those damn artificial things are not worth a trace of worship! They want to persecute me crazy just for their own selfish desires."
The skull seemed to be unable to help it, and the white gums opened and closed excitedly, and then the next moment it was flamed.
"No second time." Song Shi glanced at it.
"Humans of the same race also have different levels of high and low and good and evil." The old man said lightly: "I heard that the Groden family of Fubo Energy calls themselves the new gods and regards all sentient beings as bad people. I also heard that the Zhongmo family of Maruyan's business was unscrupulous in New Yaromon Bay, causing many sins - and these hearings are not fictional lies during the days I have been here."
"But I also heard that powerful people like you are far less powerful and weak people like you. You gathered together regardless of your identity and ability, just declared war on powerful companies for justice - this is exactly what I have seen at this moment, and they are not fictional lies."
"Psychological entity? Maybe it's right, I have no intention of changing your concept."
The chains were tightly wrapped around the arms, almost strangled into the bones, but the old man seemed to be unaware of it, he just said.
"But for us, the Holy Spirit and the Disaster, these are unquestionable things." ".Tsk."
Song Shi tsk.
"It seems that I can't tell you. Why don't I know the court teaches how to debate."
"Before joining the court, I worked as a preacher for twenty years and an armed priest for twenty years." The old man said: "Lecture notes and debates are the most basic duties."
"Religion." Ai Lu, who was standing beside him, listened for a long time, as if he had recalled something, his expression changed a little.
"Your level extraordinary unit, hiding your identity and smuggling into the country." Song Shi said again: "You should know that even if I kill you on the spot, there is nothing wrong with it."
"You won't do that."
The old man said.
".Oh?"
Song Shi showed dangerous eyes.
"You are so sure."
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In this way, the three people, including the silent man, suddenly felt a sense of creepy, and even the silent monk felt the coolant suddenly stop flowing.
"For we are marching with the same flag." The old man said: "The flag of justice."
"We are really good at making connections. We are not all the same people."
Song Shi shook his head.
The danger in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and instead was laziness.
"But you guessed right, I really don't plan to kill you, thank you for yourself."
Song Shi pointed to the headphones that were only on one side. The moment he noticed Ailu and the psychic entity, he asked [Textile Machine] to retrieve the operation records of this imperial team.
Faced with the latter's full efforts, the various covers imposed by the "silent monk" these days were not effective, and they were quickly broken one by one. The fragmented information and light speeds merged together to outline the outlines of these people.
"If it were your more radical colleagues, there wouldn't be anyone who could stand up now."
The old man narrowed his eyes. When the young man in front of him said this, his posture was so natural, as if he had done it many times. However, according to the archives, the other party has never had any contact with the empire.
I don’t know when there was a lot of things on my head.
Drones with completely stretched out their wings hovered in the sky, just like a group of seagulls hovering on the coastline at dusk, and soon, the "Black Hawks" far larger than the seagulls also flew over. Beside the hatch of these armed shuttles were fully armed employees, looking down at the earth with a fierce look. With just one gesture, they could pour down.
Song Shi compared a gesture.
So the drone swarmed and rushed back to the distance. Without saying a word, the armed shuttle quickly turned around and headed to other places where the fire was still in exchange.
"I'm not interested in doing it, so you can relax now."
Song Shi threw the skull to the young man beside him, who steadily caught it. This action made the three people except the old man feel a sank in their hearts.
"Ask a question."
Then, they heard each other say.
"Lenata Clemens, what's wrong?"
(This chapter ends)