Asking Immortals: From the Republic of China to Marvel

In fact, Constant Gustav died unjustly. As the pope of the Shi'ar Church, the gifts he received were given by the two gods of Shi'ar.

Although the power that his body can hold is limited and his attacks are insufficient, the protection provided by the power of the two gods is definitely extremely strong, and he will not easily die in the hands of Ye Wentian in a head-on confrontation. However...

"The patriarch is dead, what should we do now?"

After waiting quietly for a while, no enemies were found. The members of the Gustav family slightly lowered their guard, and one of the pseudo-Heavenly Fathers asked the strongest one.

After hearing this, everyone also looked at the strong man who was just a hair away from being promoted to the Heavenly Father level, waiting for him to announce his opinion on how to deal with it.

"Collect the body and report this matter to the queen and the gods! I can't decide the death of the clan leader, they must make a decision!"

"Okay!" "Yes!"

"Eh~ This is all we can do now."

"..."

The strongest person thought for a moment and then announced his opinion on the matter. After hearing the words, everyone responded and started working. Several elders of the clan also sighed.

"The death of the clan leader must not be forgotten like this! The murderer must be found and sentenced to death!"

"Is there any need to think about this?! Is there any strong person in Candila at this moment who can quietly kill the patriarch in front of so many of us?"

"You mean Anthony?!"

The person who had just scolded him immediately thought of the key point when he heard the words, and couldn't help asking a question, as if he was talking to himself.

"Who else but him?! Our Gustav family is the spokesperson of the gods. Who dares to do such evil things without violating any laws? And has such ability?"

"It makes sense. Let's go and follow me in pursuit! No matter what, take him down first!"

The strongest person heard this and found it quite reasonable. Otherwise, he really couldn't think of anyone who could do such an incredible thing.

"it is good!"

"We must avenge the clan leader!"

"Yes, kill him!"

"..."

The six Gustav elders, whose power reached the level of the pseudo-Heavenly Father, followed the strongest one and flew directly into the air, and began to search for Anthony's figure in the imperial capital Candila.

After these people left, Ye Wen took off and flew away from here, heading in another direction.

Hearing that the Gustav family put the blame on Anthony's head, Ye Wentian's only thought was that it was just as expected.

And this is why Ye Wentian waited until the temple was bombed before taking action. Someone was in front of him to hold back all the hatred, which was convenient for him.

Ye Wentian could only say a small apology to Anthony in his heart. This was not a subjective frame-up.

In conclusion, the reason why Constant Gustav died at the hands of you Anthony was, after all, a member of the Gustav family...

Moreover, if I let you go and you take the blame for me, the worst thing I can do is forget about the three promises. At best, we can just be even.

The bombing of the temple itself was the result of a fight to the death with the Shi'ar Empire, so it wouldn't be a big deal to share a few more culpability.

Ye Wentian was still thinking this shamelessly while rushing to the Jiajia family.

I just don’t know if Anthony can maintain a good attitude when he meets Ye Wentian next time after knowing this, or maybe there will be no chance of meeting him again.

……

The Gajjar family's residence is an area of ​​five kilometers in radius east of the imperial capital Candila City. It is composed of alloy buildings with a height of 1,000 meters.

This is where the Gajjar family resides, as well as the defense and propaganda departments, both of which are extremely busy state machines.

Weapons are locked in the sky and on the ground at any time, and various high-tech crisis response equipment are deployed in hidden places around it. There are also many warships parked underground.

The protective power was so strong that it almost caught up with the Imperial Palace and Apollo Lund, but all this had no effect on Ye Wentian who was in the overlapping space.

Ye Wentian just approached the center of this five-kilometer area like no one else was watching.

Under the glance of his spiritual mind, the rooms in the corridors with a radius of five kilometers were all filled with hurried staff.

From those screens and documents, it is not difficult to see that what they were busy with was closely related to the Apollo Lund incident, the bombing of the temple, and the death of Patriarch Constant Gustav.

At this moment, Pruden Gagar is not in the family, but in charge of Anthony's arrest within the defense department.

The so-called public opinion is naturally not as big a threat as Anthony. As long as the person is caught, there are many ways to eliminate the fact that the majesty of the Shi'ar Empire has been trampled on.

Ye Wentian moved to the command room of the national defense department in the air. None of the generals and school officials could find Ye Wentian in the overlapping space.

The same goes for Pruden Gajar's pseudo-Father-level bodyguards, who turned a blind eye to Ye Wentian standing on the side and stared intently at the many surveillance screens in front of them.

A slight "plop" sound echoed in the noisy command room. Most of these officials, large and small, had practiced so they had clear ears and eyes, and could easily hear the abnormal noises.

"Lord Pruden!"

"Patriarch!"

"Minister of Defense!"

"..."

Seeing Pruden Gajar collapsed on the ground, a huge noise immediately erupted in the entire command room.

"Send to the infirmary quickly!"

"No need! The wound is the same as that of Patriarch Constant Gustav. It is impossible to save! Everyone, be careful, Anthony is probably here!"

"..."

Pruden Gajar's pseudo-Father-level bodyguard said with an ugly expression. On the one hand, he was really shocked by Anthony's strange methods, and the shadow of death enveloped him.

The most important thing is the death of Pruden Gajar. He is absolutely to blame. Going to a military court is a trivial matter. Being angered by the Gajar family is the real fatal consequence.

After hearing this, everyone in the command room bowed slightly and carefully guarded their surroundings.They were ready to take action at any time, but what they didn't know was that after Ye Wentian killed Pruden Gajar, he walked straight out of the building and returned to the sky.

"If you want to blame, blame your bad luck!"

Ye Wentian, who was standing in the air, murmured to himself, and then after completing the accumulation of boundless mana condensed by the magical power of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger in his hand, he directly pressed down with his palm in the air.

When the golden handprint came out of the hand, it was the same size as the hand. After flying a certain distance, it expanded to a size that could cover the entire five-kilometer radius.

At this moment, the staff in the buildings were all shrouded in the shadow of death. Although there were floors blocking their sight, they could not see the palm prints pressed in the sky.

But they could also sense the threat coming from above their heads through some mysterious feeling, and everyone rushed to escape out of the building.

The people on the open ground looked up at the sky and felt that all the gods were afraid. What a terrifying and majestic method this was. The palm print left an almost indelible mark on the hearts of these people.

Because it is so fast, it will hit the ground in a breath at the latest. A battleship cannot outrun it, let alone the distance it travels, and flying is not something everyone can do.