Chapter 1946 The Era when No One Dared to Do Something 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 are close can hurry up, ride horses, ride on creatures summoned by various divine spells, or run wildly with their legs wide open;

If you are far away, you have to use teleportation, or simply enter a different space and then jump from the different space. In short, with [Destined One] Mr. Paul here, the projection of Heavenly Mountain he summoned can become a stable anchor point for jumping...

The Magic Council is similar. Leave those who look after the house, leave those who guard the strategic locations, and then, come!

Come here quickly!

For such an important meeting, you must be there decisively! Only with enough people and enough legends can we show enough power and gain an advantageous position in negotiations! ! !

"Legend, legend, legend..."

Gretel followed the Lord of Thunder closely, looking left and right, terrified. In this venue, on the center line of the Hall Strait, magicians summoned undersea lava, which quickly erupted and raised a small island in the middle of the sea.

Even-handed, neither left nor right, situated exactly in the middle. At this moment, the lava is cold, but the powerful reverberation of magical power still echoes 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 problem for them to waste a few of such legendary magic!

In this meeting, in the Kingdom of Kent, the Holy See did not agree. I want to put it in the Old Continent, the Magic Council, and I don’t want to go to the other side’s territory. After a compromise between the two parties, they finally settled on this place.

Powerful spell fluctuations stung Gretel's mental power every moment. 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’s—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 royal family's thundering sword master and several unfamiliar sword masters also stood in the ranks of their own legends, chatting and laughing quietly. Hmm, he should be the sword master of several 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. I feel that legends are so worthless. It’s hard to see even one in normal times, but now there are so many out at once...

Of course I can't say this. He had no choice but to shut 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 yet begun;

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. Each pattern exudes the surging dragon power:

No need to ask, they are all transfer positions left by the legendary dragon.

Look directly at the scene through the dragon scales embedded on the head of the staff! Listen directly to the live sound!

If you have an idea, you can directly transmit the sound 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, it is to represent our Dragon Clan and convey our will and strength at the meeting site.

Although the Dragon Clan has been living in seclusion for a long time, they are not easily bullied. That kind of thing happened out of nowhere, and someone formed a team to kill the dragon. The Dragon Clan doesn't want to happen again!

On the right, a cedar with green branches and leaves spreads out and occupies the entire direction. Under the cedar, the elf princess Norrell stood Yingying, with two elf legends standing beside 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, and even if the scorching sun is in the sky, it can't suppress the clean and gentle light. A full moon even condenses on the treetops:

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..."

Grete looked left and right, dizzy. The Lord of Thunder glanced at him leisurely:

"a lot of?"

"...Not many. Many people haven't arrived yet."

Grete looked at it for a long time and sighed.

There are still many people, or in other words, many forces who have not arrived. very many.

For example, the vampires. Prince Rimel asked him if he could ask a senior vampire prince or 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 has hit a hard wall;

Bernard stood quietly at the back of the venue. He was the only barbarian in the entire venue. Those clan leaders, elders, and other high-ranking people, sorry, none of them are here;

Dwarves and orcs are even more missing.

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 stars on the opposite side, all twinkling. The legends of 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 must 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 notified them and no one provided them with a channel to participate in 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 so many people here?"

The Pope was not present in person, but he was also thousands of miles away in the glorious Holy City, overlooking the venue through Paradise Mountain. After looking around, he frowned:

"How come even the legend of the Kingdom of Rhine has escaped?!"

"The Magic Council has been sparing no effort in promoting 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 form of communication - what they call 'radio waves' - to send messages endlessly. Anyone with a receiving device can't hide this message."

And that kind of receiving device is not expensive at all - who has a legendary noble at home, who can't afford it? After getting the news, who would not rush over as fast as possible?

"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 Babel Tower, and in the Sky Dragon City, dozens of light screens lit up at the same time, and thunderous sounds were heard. The voice of the Lord:

"Let's get straight to the point. - We are gathered here because the Ascan 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 Askan Territory were replayed again. Just after playing the beginning, 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 where the image disappeared. He didn't need to hear those conversations to know:

The other party should be saying "how dare you do this" or "how dare you do such a thing". If it doesn’t work out well, I 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 to our side, the great nobles of Brolin Kingdom, Rhine Kingdom, and Capet Kingdom, although they did not dare to speak, were looking at each other one by one. There was a bit of contempt in his expression.

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 her lips and complained silently:

Should I say that it was thanks to the Magic Council that they made the video in advance and distributed it everywhere, so everything that needed to be distributed was distributed? It's too late to ban the broadcast now. 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 their sins have passed!"