Chapter 334 The hot blood in the neck can especially be used to cook wine
The ministers were dumbfounded and couldn't help but admire Meyer's cunningness.
"In my opinion, the prime minister's plan is feasible. Haber, you should choose a suitable envoy as soon as possible and set off overnight."
"Lord Meyer, the last thing you asked, give Isn’t it too rash to have the right to force conscription for several lords in the East?
You know, even during the founding war, His Majesty did not grant such rights to the lords. "Clan Chief Silva of the Yiyun family. Open your mouth.
“Once this is done, each duke can force conscription according to his own wishes.
Their strength will expand rapidly and will not be constrained by the number of private armies. At that time, several The independent kingdom has suffered a lot of disaster."
"Duke Silva, your Excellency is very worried.
But have you ever thought about what would happen if Poincaré really jumped. When the gate of the world reopens, the lives of several surrounding territories will be destroyed, and those are tens of millions of Dante’s people.”
“What the prime minister said is very true, Poincaré will be the same after the jump. Qinglan's world
By then, our opponent will no longer be a certain country, but the entire world! So no deployment is too much. "
Galusac, the former Marshal of the country, said categorically. He pointed to the east with his remaining arm and his expression became excited:
"Although the indigenous people there are still very backward, There are no re-demon weapons, but their numbers are terrifying, and most importantly, they are all real warriors! "
Speaking of this, even he showed a hint of admiration.
A heavy sigh sounded in the palace.
"Oh, I hope Prince Salon can come back alive. "Grand Duke Roentgen said worriedly.
Thinking of the unparalleled young prince, the ministers couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
The prince's talent has been unparalleled since he was a child. Whether it is wisdom, martial arts or military strategy, he is unparalleled in the world. What is rare, and even more valuable, is that he and His Majesty have a close relationship with each other.
However, on the day when he came of age, the prince suddenly vowed to lay a vast world for Dante as the foundation for generations to come. , also as a gift to his brother
So he insisted on entering Poincaré despite the persuasion of His Majesty and other ministers.
Since then, we have not returned for ten years.
"Salon, my brother..." Titus murmured.
"Your Majesty, there is one more thing we have to prepare for the worst. When the world gate is reopened, I don't know how many apocalypse will come out. How will we resist it then?" said Duke Silva. .
There was another silence in the hall, as if a cold wind was blowing.
"In my humble opinion, Your Majesty can go to the temple to meet the Pope. If Your Majesty is willing to take action, one or two Poincaré Apocalypses will not cause any big trouble." The old marshal said after considering.
"No! Your Majesty is sitting in the original capital and the capital is impregnable. If Ni goes to the east and Master Kexi is not here, once the enemy's apocalyptic giant attacks, your majesty and the original capital will be in a situation of no return!" Finance Minister Andre objected.
"I will ask your opinion on this matter," Titus said after considering, "No matter what, I will come to the gate of the world in person."
"Absolutely not! Your Majesty With a body of ten thousand gold, how can Dante put his body in danger?" Andre shouted.
"Since the founding of the country, I have gone through hundreds of battles, big and small. Even the strong Turan has not done anything to me. What can Poincare do to me!"
"This time It’s different, that’s a whole sequence, Your Majesty, please listen to me!” Andre actually knelt down and grabbed the ground with his head.
Even Harper also slipped off his chair and lay on the ground to dissuade him.
Most of the important officials in the palace also knelt down.
"What are you doing?" A powerful momentum rose from Titus, exuding brilliant majesty.
“Dante was born in the wilderness. His ancestors bowed their swords and thought they were the first. Only then can we have the grandeur of the past. Now that the original country has suffered from decadence, I am the emperor, and I should die to counteract it. ."
He pointed to his neck and said:
"I am over fifty this year, but the blood in my neck is particularly suitable for cooking wine. I have made up my mind, and you don't need to say anything more. . ”
“Then, your Majesty, please take me with you. No one can get close to you while you are here. If you die, your majesty will avenge you,” Grand Duke Roentgen said calmly.
"The same goes for ministers and others." Others knelt down one after another.
After the court ended, Titus stood alone in front of the window until the green moonlight shone down.
"Huntington."
"Your Majesty."
"Change clothes, prepare horses, I am going to see Your Majesty."
Belon Cathedral, Titus met the current Pope of the Hall of Wisdom, Aurelius .
"Nixia, what do you think about this matter?" Titus stated his intention.
Countless golden points of light lit up in the pope's eyes, as if thousands of stars were circulating in that moment.
Dante Supreme waited quietly.
He knew that the old man was praying to the wise creature for a prophecy.
After a while, the light in the Pope's eyes disappeared, and he said in an old voice: "The great Lord of Creator said that everything has its own arrangement."
Titus frowned: "This is What do you mean?”
“I don’t know either.”
"Nixia, can you foresee the outcome of this war?"
"The predictions this time are very vague, and there seem to be many interferences."
The Pope shook his head. "Interference, who can interfere with intelligent creations?"
"Perhaps other creations are paying attention here, which makes the prophecy unclear."
Tips Tusi became confused: "This war is a matter of life and death for Dante, but how can he get into the eyes of other creations?"
"I don't know, but it should be this reason."
The Pope said worriedly.
“It seems that this war is much more important than you and I thought.”
“This is not a good thing.”
"It's not necessarily a bad thing," Titus stood up and said calmly, "The more chaotic things are, the better chance we may have."
"Your Majesty, please bring someone with you for this battle."
"Who?"
"Raven."
"He?" Titus was surprised, "Why him?"
"His appearance in the foreshadowing of intelligent creation "Yes." The Pope also looked puzzled.
"In that battle, everything was extremely blurry, but he was the only one who was clear."
Titus pondered.
“I don’t know what this means?”
“I don’t know, but whatever I see is what my Lord wants to appear in the world.”
said the Pope meaningfully.
"I will." Titus nodded.
"In addition, I ask your Majesty to pay attention to a person."
"Please tell me."
"The Archduke of Destruction."
"He? "Titus wondered, "Why are you paying attention to him?"
"Because of a sense. Your Majesty, please close your eyes and I will show you something."
Titus did so. The Pope raised a finger, and golden light lingered on it. Upon closer inspection, there were countless threads of divine law.
My finger touched his forehead.
Scenes suddenly appeared in Dante's mind.
This is a church of wisdom. A middle-aged priest is kneeling to pray, his back bathed in the green moonlight.
Pious and peaceful.
The door was suddenly knocked open, and a woman covered in blood broke in, holding a baby in her arms.
Hearing the sound, the pastor turned his head and saw that it was a woman. His eyes suddenly widened and his expression froze at that moment.
It was young Aurelius.
The woman handed the baby into the hands of the priest and died after only having time to say a few words.
The pastor was heartbroken, holding the baby and looking up to the sky and roaring.
At this moment, several more people broke into the church, and they looked like cavalry from the Holy See.
They want to snatch babies when they see them.
The grieving priest showed no mercy and quickly killed several people, and then more Horsemen of Order rushed into the church.
The priest was eventually defeated, escaped injured, and eventually passed out by a river.
When he woke up, he quickly looked for the baby and found that he was looking at him calmly.
The eyes are deep and cold, as if looking down from above.
A chill suddenly rose in the pastor's heart.
Looking at the baby, without any warning, a doomsday scene appeared in his eyes -
A sky-shattering explosion, a colorful eruption of fuel, and an endless spiral that rolled down. Endless black waves...
The world collapsed in flames.
The pastor suddenly understood that this was a sign given to him by the intelligent creation, and he became a prophet of creation's favor.
The next moment, he looked at the baby with murderous intent in his heart.
(End of this chapter)