There was no time for nosus to take care of the yville brothers and sisters, and he couldn't wait to get more from Prince tosaderin.

Therefore, at the beginning of the meeting, he did not hesitate to stand up and said that Prince tosadelin's "great Olympic energy" should not be wasted on the civilian body.

"The sacrifice ceremony, I think you all know. Once the sacrifice ceremony was initiated, all of the prince's arcane energy was converged into the supply network - which cannot be stopped, but I think it is necessary for us to direct this energy to where it should go. "

"Now it seems that our prince tosaderin is more like his father, Prince tons." "Our highness tonnes has built a phalanx of demons with sacrifice ceremony, but what can our prince do?" he said

And this idea got the unanimous sneer of those present. In their eyes, it is ridiculous to offer to their own people - those mud legs have lived long enough, which is a gift we have given.

These great arcanists are more concerned with Prince tosadelin's arcane powers.

As the strongest one in the whole eresaras, Prince tosedrine has a lot of arcane energy in his body. Once the sacrifice ceremony is started, it will be a very precious treasure. Tones's sacrificial ceremony is supervised by Prince tosadelin, but Prince tosadelin has no children!

After reaching a consensus, the great Olympians present began to discuss how to get this energy.

"There are only two ways for our great prince to start the sacrifice ceremony." After arousing the enthusiasm of all the people present, nosus cleared his throat and said, "first, bind the devil with his own arcane power, so that all the energy extracted from the devil can be supplied to the whole city."

"The second way is to keep the devil's energy and bind him, and then put his own energy into the supply. Our great prince must choose this method in order to arouse the morale of those mud legs. "

The great arcane masters nodded one after another, with the prince's temperament, it was really like this.

"But is the promise of the prince true?" Enia, the great Olympian, asked, "Your Highness does care for the common people, but this kind of self sacrifice does not seem to be his style."

"I had doubts about that." Northas frowned, "but the bodyguard said that her royal highness had summoned Irina dark wood."

"The hunter who doesn't know the Night Elf Druid?"

"Yes, but it turned out that Irina left in a huff - you know, there must be some irreconcilable differences in her temperament, otherwise it would not have been so serious."

After listening to the words of Nosas, the great Olympians on the scene had the bottom in their hearts.

Since the prince's self sacrifice is a foregone conclusion, why should he jump out and be such a villain? You know, it's not easy to find an excuse to snatch Aoneng from the common people! Even if nosus wanted to force iveya, just to cut off one person's Olympic energy supply, nosus paid a great price.

"Now, what you worry about is nothing more than the resistance of the mud legs. As you and I know, we are only superficially beautiful - no one has enough arcane power, and my brain has always been hungry."

"So, I have a way to deal with the mudlegs in a reasonable way." With that, northas grinned. "Of course, ORN, I want the big head part."

No matter how the prince ends his life in any way, his arcane power must pass through the hands of all present. What is lacking now is a better excuse, at least the kind that can ensure that civilians will not make trouble.

In fact, the great alchemists are reluctant to give up. For them, every Olympic power is extremely precious. Fortunately, they are rational. It is better to have less than the average share of the people.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded after a long time.

Nostas had anticipated the public's attitude, and he spoke again calmly.

"Unfortunately, the whole eresaras is not peaceful recently, not only in the civilian areas, but also in the noble areas. Although the guards said that Sartre did it, all of you here know in their hearts that Sartre's sharp blade may be smeared with poison, but there must be no Olympic reaction - unfortunately, according to the examination after I sneaked into the morgue yesterday, every body wound has its own wound There was an Austrian reaction. "

"As we all know, we are the only ones who can use arcane weapons in philas."

"I don't think any of you here will do such a thing?"

With that, northas looked around, and the people he was looking at shook their heads.

"It is basically certain that the mud legs did it - in the last few real Sartre attacks, the dead were mud legs, and now they are out of balance."

"I think it's necessary to keep the whole city under martial law in order to prevent people with ulterior motives in such a big event as the prince's sacrifice ceremony?"

Hearing this, the great Olympians nodded.

"I'm going to contact the guards, and I don't think they're willing to make things public, which makes these guys look stupid - they're already stupid."The great Olympians scoffed.

For a long time, relying on external powers, these hindra have regarded the power that does not belong to her as a part of her own, and the soldiers in the guard who do not use the power are extremely stupid and humble to them.

All the great Olympians agreed that at Prince tosaderin's sacrifice ceremony, they would persuade the prince to keep the city under martial law, and then announce the initiation of an investigation plan after the ceremony.

Since there is a murderer, we must not let the murderer waste the power. The power can only be supplied after everything is found out.

When everything is found out, there are plenty of excuses - and most importantly, even if someone wants to do something, they won't be able to do it in the face of the great Olympians in good condition.

The plan of the great arcane seems to be very smart, but the plan of kaleidis is more shrewd, and the only thing that can't be "smart" is the starving civilians in the whole city.

The dead will not have any intention. These great arcane masters weakened by lack of energy are far more vulnerable than they seem now - as long as they are knocked to the ground in front of everyone, no one will dare to resist.

That's what carledith thought and did.

The ancient city of eresaras, faced with great changes, met with conspiracy.

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