quicksilver blood

Chapter 228 Divine Revelation
As the sun sets, it is the time for believers to pray at night.

The crimson sunset light unfolds softly like silk and satin, shines in through the colorful glass, presenting a smoky light and shadow in the church.

At this moment, 27 hours have passed since the end of the light burial.After a full day of yesterday's short meeting, the fourteen popes gathered again in the Dome.

But there is a decisive difference from yesterday—there were not 14 people in the cathedral this time, but 18 people.

After the fourteen popes took their seats in order, four people who were clearly dressed differently from the pope stood silently behind the popes of the three gods, Tyre, Rodahan, and Coni.

Standing behind Luodahan was a slightly fat male mountain dweller who looked less than 30 years old.Standing behind Ke Ni was a middle-aged woman in her 40s with a gentle but sad expression.

Only two people stood behind Jupiter IV.

One is a hale and hearty old man with a tall and straight figure like a soldier.

But the second person is completely different from the other three.

There is neither light shining on his body, nor the strong sense of sacredness that can be felt with the naked eye.Instead, he comes across as dank and dark, more like something masquerading as a human than a human.

It stands to reason that a mere cardinal has no right to participate in such a top-secret meeting that only the Pope can attend.

But at this moment, the fourteen popes, including Jupiter IV, have no doubts about the existence of this person.

The man lowered his head deeply, as if he was afraid that he would be recognized by others, or that there was something on his face that would scare others, and he would never show his face at all.

But the thirteen popes other than Jupiter IV still recognized him.

——He is Purcell.The son of N'Zoth, the god of truth and terror, and also the former elector.

Coincidentally, Pope Turalyon II of N'Zoth was also here.But out of expectation, he didn't show a look of rebuke to Sale, but showed a gratified smile inexplicably, lowered his head and muttered something—in short, it was definitely not a prayer.

At this moment, Jupiter IV coughed a few times in a low voice.

"Now, everyone," his voice was still characteristically slow, old and gentle, "the meeting begins."

As soon as he finished speaking, the air suddenly changed.

As the figures of the fourteen popes gradually faded and disappeared, fourteen bright ripples shimmered and lit up above the round table.

Soon, the ripples fluctuated violently, and the figures of fourteen righteous gods were peeled out of the void and sat in the air one by one.

After all the gods appeared, Tire said directly: "Everyone, you must have felt the abnormal fluctuations on the wall of Aum."

The faces of the other thirteen gods were much more gloomy than yesterday, and they nodded silently.

"Now, I believe you all have a deep understanding of the harm the White Tower Wizard brings to this world."

Tell said slowly in a low voice, with a gentle and rational voice: "If we let them do whatever they want, even we will suffer a lot. We have more time today, so we will try our best to make a rough plan today, The Pioneer Allied Forces will spread out, and we will discuss the details tomorrow."

"Still using the same old style?"

Ra frowned.

"Thousands of years ago, if it weren't for the Scarlet Crusade of the Silver Queen, we would have succeeded. Now Elcate has been burned into a desert, and the White Tower alone cannot stop us."

Tire nodded helplessly, and glanced at N'Zoth, who was muttering something like his Pope: "Besides, the disturbance of the Wall of Aum is getting worse day by day...we can't wait any longer. If we don't defeat the White Tower, I'm afraid we will all be dragged to the ground."

"N'Zoth just fell into madness last month, and it will take at least half a month for him to wake up from madness. We might as well use the strategy he formulated last time. When he wakes up, the battle situation will progress to a tough battle, and then we Let him make adjustments to the plan then."

"It just so happens that the astrology wizards in the White Tower know that N'Zoth will go crazy in early December. Now our sudden attack is unexpected, and we will definitely reap good results."

Tyr's explanation made the gods nod.

"So. Today's meeting officially begins. According to the old rules in the Mage Council, when an even number of members hold the highest meeting, I will not participate in voting, but have a veto power."

Taylor said clearly word by word.His body exudes a warm golden light like the sun.

"Today's main content is... proposed by Al Sax, Connie, and Kelanwo, to fine-tune the number of the Forerunner Alliance Army. My personal suggestion is to increase it to three times. Do you have any comments?"

"I think, as we discussed a month ago, twice as good."

Connie's gentle and ethereal voice sounded from the air: "The experience of the last jihad has told us that no matter what method is used, the result of actively attacking the White Tower will be annihilated... I think the number of pioneer troops should be increased to the level of the last jihad." Twice that is enough."

"objection."

A soft and damp voice rang out: "Twice is definitely not enough. Let alone the growth of the wizards of the White Tower in the past 1000 years... The four saints can entangle the four tower owners at most, and get rid of the long-lost hunters." Esther the Dragon, even if the remaining four tower masters are divided into one, Elucado can't solve it."

"So I propose to send out four times as many troops. We don't lack such people. If we can't dismantle the White Tower's defensive capabilities in the first wave of attacks, once all the enchantments are opened by the wizards and dragged into a protracted battle, we It is very likely that a huge price will be paid to break the White Tower."

"I second the proposal. Send out four times as many troops to stun them in one go, without giving the wizards any time to react."

El Sax's muffled voice came out from the completely sealed black and red armor: "The longer we delay, the more we will suffer. Once we are dragged into a protracted war, we will exchange our lives for their money. I would rather use more than 1 pieces first. I don’t want to fight a protracted war with them… the lessons from 1000 years ago are enough.”

"It's easy to say. That's because you and the followers of Sivir can only fight in the second wave of attack," the God of Contract, holding the scroll in his left hand and the long sword in his right, was clearly dissatisfied, "But the first wave But it’s up to a few of us to come out.”

"So, la—what's your opinion?"

Taylor cut him off.

La pondered for two seconds, and then said decisively: "Three times. Three times at most."

"It costs a lot to train mercenaries, and unlike you Templars, I usually don't have much loss. Once my losses exceed 5000 people, I won't be able to get back my money even if I knock down the White Tower."

"You don't need to care about the loss," Thiel said suddenly, with a warm tone, "because you and the Knicks believers will occupy half of the vanguard, and in the final share, you and Knicks' share will be [-]% higher than the others. .”

"But Thiel, I will not participate in the second wave of tough battles."

"can."

"make a deal."

La said without hesitation.

A golden light flashed from the scroll in his left hand.

The other thirteen gods present all saw this scene, but no one cared.In other words, they have long been used to this scene.

"Then, increase the number of forerunners to four times that of a thousand years ago, that is, 8000 people-do you have any objections?"

"Sorry Thiel...I'm going to vote to dissent."

"And I."

After a short silence, Luo Dahan and Ke Ni sighed and voted against it.

"Eleven against two, objections are invalid."

Tell said in a solemn voice: "For the sake of concealment, Sivir, Kelanwo, Elsacks, and my followers will not participate in the forerunner. Except for the four of us, the others issued divine revelations to the followers after today's meeting. Proof of the sanctity of this jihad."

"After the sun went down, Nix first sent [-] Bloodfingers to sneak into the White Tower in batches within six days. Starting tomorrow morning, Ra sent all [-] mercenaries into the White Tower within nine days."

"Others will start from the fourth day, transfer believers in within four days, and prepare for jihad mobilization in advance; and the four saints will sneak into the White Tower led by Sale after the meeting tomorrow. Everyone will gather on the evening of the tenth day ——At that time, you will inform your Pope to stay here and keep in touch at all times."

"Also, Nix, you ask your ghost masks to pick out the spies from the White Tower when other popes are mobilizing for jihad. This time N'zoth is not in good condition, so you can only do it yourself."

Nix nodded silently.

At this time, the figures of the fourteen gods began to gradually fade.

Taylor said solemnly: "For O..."

Before his words even fell, the figures of the other thirteen popes had already begun to gradually emerge in the void.

The complexions of the fourteen popes did not even change in the slightest.However, the aura on them has indeed weakened a lot.

In the blink of an eye, everything seemed to be back to the beginning.

The only difference is that the sun has set at this time.

All over Farnes, countless pious believers suddenly raised their heads after the routine evening prayers.

The divinely inspired jihad has begun.

(End of this chapter)