Chapter 1273

"That's what we've been trying for months, and we can cheer now!" In sabakh, in front of the huge construction site, his majesty Reinhart, the nominal emperor of the European empire, is giving a speech: "I know some people think that it is a bit of a waste of money and money for a new empire to hold this event, and some people think that we will make a shame on ourselves in the field."

Reinhardt glanced at the thousands of players gathered in the square, and could not help feeling a little bit floating. At this moment, he seemed to be standing at the top of his life, emperor, what an ancient and glorious title!

At this moment, Reinhardt seems to have forgotten the so-called dimension reduction plan, the so-called chaos, and his son, who has been frustrated and gradually abnormal, has forgotten that he is only a puppet selected by the torch wood organization. At this moment, he just wants to enjoy the glory of being emperor.

"My people, I want to tell you that this time we will not fail again. Xinhua people are just a paper tiger!" Reinhardt slightly revised the speech his secretary had prepared for him, changing the people of EU into my people.

The result was deafening boos. Tens of thousands of EU players who attended the ribbon cutting ceremony here gave out extremely dissatisfied boos. They were very dissatisfied with the stupid pig that no one knew on the stage, who pretended to be the emperor and called them my people.

"Your Majesty Reinhart, please pay attention to your words and deeds and speak in accordance with the original speech." The Secretary standing in the shadow directly imprinted his voice in an unknown way in his Majesty's mind: "this is the matter. None of us want to see another emperor in power at the beginning of the establishment of the Empire."

The Secretary's indifferent voice broke all Reinhart's fantasies and returned to reality. He turned the scene around with the cheekiness of 30 years' wrangling in the EU Parliament. Supported by the megaphone magic, he said, "it seems that my sense of humor needs to be improved. After all, I am an emperor now. I thought I should have some privileges. Since you don't agree, let it go. ”

the fans with the torch wood in the bottom took the lead in clapping and laughing, and immediately brought a wave of rhythm to the emperor's not so funny "joke".

There are not many players listening to his Majesty's speech in the square. Most EU players are dissatisfied with this kind of behavior of reversing history. The only reason why they are willing to join the European empire is that they have no choice.

So this time, except for a small group of fools who dream of knighthood and aristocratic dream, most of the players who hold the emperor's stinky feet in victory square come to make fun of them. Their sense of the emperor's majesty is just like the name of this square. They stink.

"I promise you that from today on, we will no longer be unresponsive to the threat of new China and turn a blind eye to the provocations of the Maoist Federation." The emperor's majesty finally came up with some fierce materials, but his words were still booed by the players.

After all, a few days ago, there was a pirate gang from the East, which swept the coastline around. The loss of the indigenous people was not counted, and thousands of EU players were killed and injured.

"I know that we have been weak and shrinking in many things before, but in this world, we will not continue like this!" Reinhardt's interest had gone down, and he read the manuscript dryly: "we have the strong support of the temple of dawn, and the real angels will join our empire!"

With the emperor's words, a white light door suddenly appeared in the sky, bright but not dazzling. Twelve winged angels glided out of the light door and stood in the sky.

Along with the angels, there is also a sacred song around everyone's ears. It is a song composed by a language that ordinary people can't understand. Just listening quietly can make people calm, as if the soul has been purified.

Hundreds of EU players knelt down devoutly. After entering the game, they put their faith in the gods. The Lord of dawn got the big end of the cake because of the support of the Europa empire.

The rest of the EU players raised their heads and looked at the angels in the sky. The angels also quietly looked at the mortals on the ground. Both sides saw disdain in each other's eyes.

In a strange embarrassment, players broke out a very fierce hiss, more than dozens of people angry sky up the middle finger.

Then, the angels joined hands to cast a spell. Under the clear sky, dozens of spears fell from the sky and made piles of coke in Victory Square.

This is the common people's contempt for the gods and the gods' punishment for the mortals. Death has become a bargaining chip on the balance of both sides. Some people don't care to die several times to express their personality, while others are stingy about their experience value and choose to be silent under pressure.

The staff of Torchwood are watching all this in secret. The angel's sudden counterattack is not in their plan, but it does not affect the final result.

This is a deal. The trading chips of Torchwood organization are the faith direction of countless players in the future, while the Lord of dawn is to share his power with a mortal organization.

It was not until they came into contact with the European empire that the clergy of the Lord of dawn knew what it meant to be hard to make people and bad to eat excrement. During this period of time, they had encountered unprecedented resistance to preach in the territory of the European empire.In their eyes, the Europa empire is a strange kingdom. On the one hand, they never thought that there would be so many unbelievers in this land. On the other hand, they looked up to themselves, despised the divine power, and had no faith. On the other hand, some people were devout and terrible. They looked like prisoners who had been thirsty for decades, and finally found sweet spring in the desert, thirsty from the dawn In the embrace of the Lord, he draws nourishment and contributes his faith, just like a mad believer.

Unfortunately, the number of the former is much more than that of the latter, and the Lord of the dawn has a clear Oracle before him, so that the mortals of the Europa Empire must not be harmed without necessity, even if they have no respect for him.

And the LORD said, they are all lambs of the future.

This has made the clergymen suffer a lot of grievances. Some people despise them as liars, others spit at them, challenge the dignity of the clergy, and even try to rob their valuable magic weapons. In addition to the latter, they can only endure.

But today, all those who believe in the Lord of the dawn, and those who pass through the territory of the European empire, have received a new Oracle - the dignity of the Lord should be respected, and ordinary people who ignore him should be punished as appropriate.

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