Extraordinary pedigree

Eric's words were like a clarion call to declare war, echoing in the closed chamber.

His straightforwardness and determination made everyone present feel the atmosphere of urgency and solemnity.

While the crowds outside the carriage were excited about the Midwinter Festival and were immersed in the joy and glory of the celebration, the families inside the carriage had already begun to secretly plan to use this event as a starting point to plan a coup against the Ever-Changing Chemical Workshop family. There was unprecedented political pressure and expulsion.

With the end of Eric's declaration, the air seemed to freeze. In the heavy atmosphere, the eyes of other family speakers became complicated and elusive. Each pair of eyes shone with a deep light, like an elusive person in the abyss. Peeping secrets.

Now is the time to express their stance. They need to see their "sincerity" and "determination."

The leader of the Dream Weaving House family, her seemingly gentle but penetrating green eyes also showed a hint of coldness at this moment, as if she was assessing the far-reaching impact of this plan.

Although her family is associated with dreams, they also understand the cruelty and necessity of real politics. This gathering is led by her, and she will never allow any forces that are ambiguous with the Kingdom of Heaven to exist in the Whispering Square.

[The Elf God Line] and the Heavenly Lineage are natural enemies.

"I don't have a problem with this." said Leila Mengwei, the spokesperson of the Dreamland family.

As her words fell, Laila slowly raised the sword in her hand, and in an almost ceremonial manner, gently pulled out a length of the sword, revealing the cold light hidden inside. Under the dim light, the emblem on the sword is particularly eye-catching - two long swords and a short sword are arranged in parallel on a disk, with their tips pointing to the upper left. A crescent moon hangs high above the sword body, and a The full moon lies quietly under the sword, forming a mysterious and powerful symbol.

The head of the Mengjing family glanced at everyone present, and her voice sounded again, this time with an unquestionable majesty:

"This is the sword of the 'Shining One', and it is also a rare artifact with secondary mastery and authority. And when we hold this sacred sword and contribute sacred blood to it, we will receive the protection of the Holy One from the Shining One. ——And this is our answer to the Authority and the Protean Workshop. If they attempt to infringe on the territorial freedom of the Whisperer, we will fight them vigorously."

Leila Dreamweaver has expressed her sincerity. She declares war on the fourth sword-bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven on behalf of the [Elven God System].

Laila's expression is not only her attitude towards the Kingdom of Heaven, but also the firm decision of the Elf Gods in the Golden Court regarding their future destiny.

Immediately afterwards, Bernard Huoyan, the leader of the Dragon Breath Alchemy House family, also showed his sincerity and strength.

He slowly took out a delicate test tube from his robe, and the inside of the test tube shone with a fascinating light.

The special test tube is engraved with a simple but powerful emblem - the egg, which symbolizes the beginning of life and infinite possibilities.

Bernard raised his head and introduced the origin of this magical item to everyone present in an almost solemn tone:

"A dragon-like magic potion made from the tail of the Feeder of the Golden Court. It can temporarily elevate the core of the White Dragon Army to the level of a saint. This saint is more powerful than the ordinary ruler of Terra."

Feeder Semuanya - a ruthless god from the Golden Court [Scale God System], is the survivor, feeder, and caretaker in the myth of the lizard people.

Samuelanya is only interested in the survival and reproduction of the lizard people. Behind his power and mystery lies a deep understanding of the nature of life. The rumor that Samuel Anya's tail was stolen by the dwarf god Nebelen to build the first dwarf airship seemed to be given new meaning in Bernard's words, showing that the Dragon's Breath Alchemy House family and the [Scaleed God System] ] complex and far-reaching connections.

As the situation developed, it became clear that both the Elf Gods and the Scaled Gods were steadfast in their opposition to the Authority's control of the Whispering Square.

With the statements of the Dreamland Family and the Dragon Breath Alchemy Workshop Family, the atmosphere in the venue became more solemn, and the remaining family leaders were waiting for the last response.

At this time, the owner of the Phantom Traveler Hotel, Esme Phantom Traveler, slowly stood up and took out a crystal ball that shone with mysterious light from his robe - there were countless small and shining crystal balls dancing inside the crystal ball, each one There are different eyes sealed in the small crystal balls, and their number is so large that it is difficult to count.

Esme explained softly to everyone present:

"This is the crystal ball of the all-seeing man. When the abyss falls, we can crush this ball and call for his incarnation to come within the crystal jade system of the Golden King's Court."

Her words were full of mystery and power, clearly demonstrating the unique status and heritage of the Phantom Traveler Hotel in Whispering Square. Unlike other families that can only summon the body of a saint, what the Phantom Traveler Hotel demonstrates is the amazing ability to communicate directly with the gods and even pull out the incarnation of the gods.

"very good."

The talker of the Shadow Interweaver family had an unconcealable excited smile on his face at this moment.

His eyes shone with a rare excitement, as if full of anticipation for the coming changes.

"All three have expressed their sincerity, so Whispering Square is now a piece of cake."

He turned his eyes to Leila Dreamweaver, the leader of the Dreamweaver family, and continued:

"Ms. Mengzhi, since you have brought all three of me here to discuss minor matters. Presumably the other three families belonging to the [Pantheistic System] have also agreed to take action against the Everchanging Workshop family at today's conference."

Laila Mengwei, the head of the Dreamland Family, nodded slightly, "They each expressed their sincerity - the Star Family brought the silver-haired lady's sword, the Winged Night Symphony Family brought out the musical instrument of the Lord of Ten Thousand Songs, and the Lonely Voice Family brought He asked the Dolphin Prince for his trident."

Eric Anwei stood inside the vast carriage. His figure appeared taller and more mysterious under the dim light. He looked around at every representative present, and then said:

"Now that everyone has revealed their own secrets, let us, the Intertwiner family, be the executioner and instigator this time."

Eric's words revealed an unquestionable determination.

He continued, "Some words must be provoked by others. If the other seven families want to unite and suppress the Everchanging Factory family, and at the same time resist the 'tyranny' of the Administration, then one family needs to take the lead. And this This kind of thing is very suitable for the Shadow Family to do - we are believers of the Lady of the Night."

A trace of pride flashed across the face of the Shadow Intertwining family leader. Lady Dark Night's faith gave his family a unique mission and power.

Lady of the Night, as an extremely twisted and abnormal god in the Golden Court, her existence not only represents unspeakable evil and infinite petty hatred and jealousy, but also the guardian of the pain that is hidden but not forgotten, in the darkness Breeding the power of bitterness and revenge.

He combines unspeakable evil with infinite petty hatred and jealousy.

He is in charge of the pain that is hidden but not forgotten, the bitterness that grows where the sun and other people's eyes cannot reach, and the revenge that must be exacted no matter how old the other person is.

"At that time, when mid-winter comes, all you have to do is watch me perform." Eric said confidently.

At this moment, the carriage has completely driven into the Starlight Terrace.

Their arrival also heralds the beginning of the Midwinter Eve ceremony.

P.

On the midwinter night of 1591 in the Terran calendar, the Starlight Terrace became the focal point of the Whispering Square.

This vast open square, located at the heart of the square, is surrounded by towering buildings whose tops are decorated with detailed sculptures and glowing magical runes.

At night, the starlight reflected from these runes makes the entire square shine with a dreamy light.

The ground paved with magic stone slabs glows slightly at night, and luminous magic plants planted on the edges and at the entrance add a touch of fantasy.

In the center of the square is a huge circular stage, equipped with the latest magic sound and lighting systems, ready for a variety of performances and lectures.

In addition, the terrace is equipped with an advanced magic defense system and a professional magic security team to ensure the smooth progress of the party.

Eight passages radiate from the central platform, each leading to a small personal display stand.

These passages and display stands are also made of glowing magic stones in different colors, representing different families.

Located at the end of each radiating channel is a small circular platform large enough for one person to stand on. The display stand is equipped with special magic lights that can automatically adjust color and brightness according to the identity of the representative.

Tonight's Star Festival is expected to attract thousands of attendees, who will celebrate the prosperity of the Whispering Square and the achievements of magical technology.

The auditorium was packed with people, and various creatures from Whisper Square and distant planes gathered here to witness this annual event.

Under the night lights, the faces of these spectators are illuminated by a soft glow, showing their unique ethnic characteristics and costumes.

Among the crowd, particularly noticeable were the Skaven and Werewolf.

The Skaven stood out with their slender bodies and sharp eyes. Many other races pinched their noses and looked at the "mudlegs" beside them with disgust, but the Skaven Didn't care at all.

They were either picking their noses or already taking a nap.

Today, the rat family from above issued a death order, requiring them not to urinate anywhere, mate anywhere, fight anywhere, spit anywhere, curse anywhere, or take drugs at will...

If it weren't for the tight pressure from above, these rats would have allowed the people of Whispering Square to experience the amazing racial qualities of the Skaven.

Werewolf people show a more rugged beauty. Their strong bodies stood out among the crowd, and their thick hair fluttered gently in the night wind.

They wore clothing made from the finest fabrics in the Whispering Square, embroidered with intricate patterns.

They are both members of the rat family, and they are more elegant than the Skaven. At the same time, they also look down on the Skaven very much.

Although everyone is a Skaven, the Skaven are devotees of the entire Whispering Square. They have coolies who can only work in the market. They are defined as low-priced products in the square. They fight and abuse each other at every turn, and they can never be screwed. A piece of hemp rope; and they are the leaders of the middle market in Whisper Square. Although they cannot live a high-quality life like the eight major chaebols, they are not treated as "objects" like the Skaven.

At this moment, there are nearly 10,000 people on the terrace, coming from every corner of Whisper Square to witness the arrival of this annual event.

Among them, the werewolf family and the Skaven accounted for two-quarters of the crowd, and they gathered here in their own unique ways.

However, tonight, whether it is Skaven, werewolves, dwarves, dwarves, halflings, elves... these races that are usually difficult to deal with tonight rarely stand on the same front and watch a family in the square.

In the southeast corner of the square, the representative of the Everchanging Workshop family is wearing a robe that symbolizes the color of the family. He is surrounded by slight magic fluctuations, demonstrating their family's profound heritage in magic skills.

Mira Wanxiang, the new talker of the Everchanging Workshop family, stood in front of everyone with an attitude that could almost be said to be aloof.

His face was expressionless, and his deep eyes quietly scanned every corner around him, as if he was looking for something, or thinking about the next countermeasures.

When his eyes met the hostile eyes all around, he did not waver at all, but instead strengthened his position.

Mira's eyes quickly turned to the unusually conspicuous objects in the hands of the other three major families.

In the northwest corner is Maurice Haisheng, the talker of the Lonely Voice family.

A huge water ball floats on the lower body of Morris's fishtail. He stands in a standing posture, like a sculpture, with a calm and elegant expression, giving people a deep and lonely feeling.

Maurice holds the trident of [Prince Dolphin] tightly in his hand. This weapon that symbolizes power shines under the light, like the brightest light in the deep sea, indicating his rule over the ocean and the protection of his family.

Sophia Xinghui, the representative of the Star Gift family, stood in the southwest corner. The brilliance flowed around her, as if she was covered in starlight.

The long sword of [Silver-Haired Lady] in her hand is not only a sharp weapon, but also a symbol of astrology and celestial magic power. The presence of the silver long sword makes the surrounding air seem to soften, with layers of white halo. Escaped from the sword.

In the northeast corner, Yasmin Yege, the leader of the Winged Night Symphony Family, holds the [Lord of Ten Thousand Songs] musical instrument in his hand, which seems to be able to play a melody that touches the soul at any time. Her very existence is like a beautiful symphony, a perfect blend of music and magic.

There was a gentle smile on Yasmin's delicate face, but this smile disappeared when she saw the ever-changing workshop family.

On the longest night of Midwinter, the Starlight Terrace of Whispering Square becomes a sacred place where light and shadow alternate. People gather here to witness the beginning of the new year and their deep respect for the gods.

The air was filled with anticipation and piety, and all eyes were focused on the high platform in the center, where the head of the Yiye Symphony family stood.

Yasmin Nightsong, what she holds in her hand is the instrument of [Lord of All Songs] - this magical instrument is about to kick off the entire ceremony.

"~~~"

"~~~"

The Song of the Lonely Mountain, used to praise the gods, was played at this moment.

"In countless days of complete failure and decadence~"

The gods shine like a beam of light into the mortal world

We've been lost, but we've finally found ourselves

Dedicating everything is the weakest expression for us believers

The indescribable auras of the gods all turned into notes and melodies——"

At this time, residents inside and outside the square held glowing magic lanterns. Their lanterns shone softly in the dark night, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

Residents outside marched along streets decorated with stars and symbols of gods, their steps firm and holy, lanterns swaying gently in their hands, bringing a glimmer of light to guide the longest night.

The residents in the square sang along, and their voices converged into a hymn that loudly praised the major gods of the Golden Palace. Every word was full of deep respect and gratitude to the gods.

Tap tap tap tap——

On the starlit terrace on the holy night of Midwinter, an apocalyptic scene slowly unfolded, gathering the gaze of all mortal eyes and divine hearts.

Four magnificent [eight-legged horses]. The appearance of these mysterious creatures is like messengers from heaven descending to the mortal world. Every hoofbeat beats on the heartstrings of everyone present, leading the wheels of time and destiny to slowly drive into this land. A land of light and shadow.

They pulled the ornately decorated and splendid chariots, as if they came from the ancient legends on clouds and mist, bringing the remaining leaders of the four major families in the Whispering Square.

With the arrival of these noble figures, the air on the Starlight Terrace seemed to freeze, time stopped at this moment, and every look was full of awe and expectation.

When the leaders of the four major families stepped out of the car and stood in the center of the square, the brilliance around them seemed to brighten up, illuminating them as if gods descended to earth, and the stars in the Milky Way dimmed.

Eric Darkweaver, the leader of the Shadow Interweaver family, stood out in the light. His raised right fist held the Lady of the Night's spear tightly in his hand, making him look majestic and awe-inspiring like a hero in the Apocalypse War.

At this moment, Eric's every move was watched closely by countless pairs of eyes.

In the midst of everyone's attention, he slowly lowered his head and gently kissed the back of his fist holding the spear with his lips. This move was not only a sign of awe for the weapon, but also a deep devotion to the Lady of the Night.

Then, Eric whispered in a low voice. Although his words were soft, they could be heard clearly in the silent night:

"A carol sung by thousands of languages, may all voices join in this praise."

Then, the apocalyptic figure raised his spear hand and shouted.

"Gods bless us—"

Bang bang bang——

"Gods bless us!!!"

"Gods bless us!!!"

"Gods bless us!!!"

Just the moment he raised his arms and shouted, the audience burst into thunderous cheers, like a raging wave, shocking the hearts of the people.

However, amidst this vast and tidal wave of sound, Eric's gaze was as sharp as a cold star, piercing straight towards Mira Wanxiang who was standing where countless eyes were focused - that was regarded as a betrayal of throwing herself into the "abyss" figure of the person.

The hostility in Eric's eyes was naked and obvious, like a sharp arrow challenging the sky, pointing directly at the lonely person chosen by fate.

"Rebel, you should be crucified on the cross of sin under the eyes of everyone——"

"Rebel, you have betrayed the glory of the gods, and your holy crown has become tainted with filth because of your betrayal—"

On the Starlight Terrace, a shocking cry sounded.

Eric Anwei, the leader of the Shadow Family, held a spear in his hand and walked into the center of the altar with an aura that no one could match.

At this sacred and solemn moment, he did not follow any of the previous red tape, but directly began the ceremony of the descent of the gods. Every step seemed firm and heavy, like the footsteps of fate.

Under the gaze of all eyes, Eric gently cut his palm with the spear in his hand, letting the blood drip on the spear. The blood flowed on the cold iron, as if it was integrated with the spear at this moment. , bathed in the blood of sacrifices.

The Lady of the Night, whose essence is the pain and secrets forgotten by the world, gives her followers the power to transcend pain, and Eric Darkweaver is the bearer of this power.

Believers of the Lady of the Dark Night are accustomed to forgetting and regard forgetting as an ordinary and natural part of life. The emptiness of life and the so-called foolishness of hope form the cornerstone of the Lady of the Night's existence, and through this ritual, Eric Darkweaver demonstrated the power and depth of this belief to all creatures present.

The Lady of the Night is immersed in the secret things that are buried and will never be revealed. She can clearly foresee all lives, objects and actions in the darkness.

And tonight, through Eric Darkweaver's ritual, the residents of Whispering Square will also be able to glimpse the secrets hidden in the dark night, as well as the power that transcends pain and forgetfulness.

Magnificent singing echoed on the Starlight Terrace, and the eyes of all living creatures were focused on the leader of the Shadow Family, Eric Anwei. He stood in the center of the square, surrounded by countless glowing magic lanterns and sacred symbols held by major families. At this moment, he seemed to be the embodiment of fate and justice.

Eric's eyes flashed with determination, and his voice rang out in the quiet and solemn air, and every word was full of power and majesty.

"Now, on this holy day, in the majestic singing, we will make an eternal vow here - those who betray the faith and peace of the Whispering Square, those rebels and their families, will be expelled from this sacred place. hub."

As the sacred ceremony of the Shadow Interweaving family leader Eric Darkweaver reaches its climax, the air on the Starlight Terrace seems to freeze, and time seems to have lost its meaning at this moment. All the creatures present held their breath, waiting for the coming miracle.

Suddenly, a dark tendril that was impossible to look at slowly unfolded from the void, spinning and twisting, as if extending directly from an unfathomable abyss.

Purple aura surrounded it like a ghost, adding a mysterious and strange light to the edge of darkness.

In the center of this darkness, a purple eye will occasionally appear. It stares out quietly and ruthlessly, looking directly into the depths of every soul through space and time.

Even if the eyeball orb does not appear, every creature in the darkness can feel an endless feeling of falling, as if it is in an endless void with nowhere to rest.

The existence from the top of the [Pantheistic System·Dark Gods] cast its gaze from above the Golden Palace at this moment.

[Dark Night Lady Shar] emerged from the void, and [Boundary Wedge] automatically released its blockade, welcoming the arrival of the projection of this powerful god.