Twilight Speaker

Chapter 142 Questioning [Dai], Overturning the Table

Ancient palace.

The First Generation, the Prophet, and the Venerable were all puzzled, their eyes fixed on the Great Emperor, who just sat there solemnly, waiting.

‘Tuk, Tuk, Tuk’

There were the sounds of footsteps mixed with the sound of canes hitting the ground. The four congressmen suddenly looked sideways and saw creatures shrouded in fog slowly approaching.

"speaker!"

All the members said in unison.

The figure in the mist did not make any response. He walked slowly over and stood beside his high-backed bronze throne, but did not sit down.

He tapped his cane lightly and walked slowly around the huge round table, his voice low and cold:

"Among us."

"There's a traitor, a dissenter."

The four congressmen's scalps tingled and they dared not breathe. The only sounds in the entire hall were the speaker's footsteps and the thump of his cane hitting the ground!

"It makes me sad, upset and angry."

"Traitor, this word is so disgusting. I never thought that a traitor would appear in the Old Parliament."

In a low and cold voice,

The Speaker had walked behind the Emperor without him noticing. He put his cane aside and put his hands around the high back of the bronze seat and placed them on the Emperor's shoulders.

He continued:

"The Old Parliament is already in turmoil, and the Outer Gods are eyeing us covetously, hunting us down. And even in this situation, there are still traitors and people who are not of the same mind!"

The Speaker placed his hands on the emperor's shoulders and leaned forward, close to the emperor:

"Emperor, what do you think?"

The emperor was sweating profusely, and the corners of his mouth twitched:

"Speaker, it's not me."

"Not you?"

The Speaker smiled quietly:

"I never said it was you. Why are you so eager to prove yourself?"

As he spoke, he gently patted the emperor's shoulder.

The atmosphere in the entire hall was extremely solemn. The First Generation stared at the Emperor, the Venerable shrank his head, and the Prophet listened silently.

"I need an explanation, or an account."

The Speaker spoke softly to the Emperor:
"To be honest, I'm not sure if it was you, it's just that - I saw something, something very interesting."

Chen Xiang leaned close to the emperor's ear and whispered:

"At the end of the old calendar, Emperor Tan fell from the sky. On the day when the broken sword above his head fell off, the remains of the gods awakened. That was the first impact."

"And then, what about the sword? Great Emperor, can you tell me, to whom did you give the sword?"

The first generation, the prophets, and the venerables all looked sideways and stared at the emperor!

The latter's heart was pounding, and he felt unprecedented pressure. A great man had revealed his murderous intentions towards him. If he made the slightest mistake, today might be the end of him! !

Silent for a long time,

The emperor spoke with difficulty:
"I did get the Broken Sword later. I sacrificed it to the Great Old One. I am not lying!"

"Is it?"

Chen Xiang smiled gently:
"Which old timer?"

“Forbidden Lord!” The emperor’s forehead was covered with cold sweat. “As for why the broken sword appeared again on the head of the greatest one later, I don’t know. I really don’t know!”

The councillors' eyes widened, knowing that they were listening to the real secret. The First Generation stared at the Emperor intently, emphasizing each word:
"Old friend, is that you?"

The emperor suddenly side-glanced and stared at the First Generation, surprised and doubtful. He immediately guessed the First Generation’s true identity, then fell silent and nodded with difficulty.

Chen Xiang's heart moved. Is there something else going on?

He spoke in a low voice:
"First generation, tell me what's going on."

The First Generation stared at the emperor for a long while, then slowly narrated a past event.

"In the first year of the Divine Calendar, on the day the broken sword fell off, I was at a testing ground called Lop Nor, bombarding the corpse of the Lord of Death."

"An old friend is with me."

The first generation emphasized the word "old friend":

"My old friend told me the news that the broken sword fell off, the Lord of Death woke up from his slumber, and everyone near the test site died, except me and my old friend!"

Chen Xiang was a little confused and said calmly:

"go on."

The first generation said coldly:
"At that time, my old friend and I were both contaminated by divinity, but we did not die. We took advantage of the chaos in the world to take the Book of Omniscience and the Broken Sword, and then..."

After a pause, He sneered:

"My old friend told me that an Outer God took the Broken Sword and he failed to keep it. He felt so guilty that he committed suicide. It seems that not only is he not dead, but he is alive and well, right under my nose!"

The Venerable swallowed his saliva. It turned out that the First Generation and the Great Emperor were both direct witnesses of the God’s Awakening. The Prophet’s look was also a little strange. He vaguely guessed the First Generation’s true identity.

Chen Xiang seemed to be thinking about something. He gently patted the emperor's trembling shoulder and asked calmly:
"So, since you presented the broken sword to the Old Ones, why did you tell the First Generation that the sword was taken away by the Outer Gods?"

The emperor's lips trembled, as if he couldn't explain it. The first generation sneered:
"Old friend, you have changed a lot. Where is your monocle called [Spiritual Mentor]? Aren't you obsessed with the glasses that the Lord of Death personally modified?"

Chen Xiang was stunned.

What the hell?
Spiritual mentor?

He blinked, and then realized that the glasses were taken out from the cabin.
Wait, the monocle was modified by the Lord of Death himself?
Chen Xiang's heart sank suddenly.

The emperor took a deep breath at this time:

"I can't explain it, but since the Speaker knows that I dedicated the Broken Sword to the Great Old Ones, this proves that I am not a traitor! I just..."

After a pause, He suddenly raised his head:

"I just want to be closer to the Old Master!"

The councillors looked at each other in bewilderment. The first generation sneered: "If that's the case, why have you changed your appearance over the years? Don't say you don't have it. I know and understand the top leaders of Donghong Country. There are no old friends of mine!"

The emperor still shook his head:

"The great Lord of the Old Ones will prove it for me. If you don't believe it, we can open the Old Ones altar and pray for the oracle!"

"Need not."

Chen Xiang said lightly:

"I will ask it myself, Lord of Taboo."

He emphasized the four words "Forbidden Lord" particularly strongly. At this moment, he was almost certain that the memory image seen in the mirror was real!

Several members of the parliament were shocked and asked the taboo master directly
Chen Xiang's heart turned cold at this moment, and he suddenly realized that the dwarf seemed untrustworthy?

Who is loyal and who is treacherous?
He patted the emperor's shoulder heavily and said coldly:

"Before I find out everything, as the Speaker, I will freeze all your powers as a member of parliament. You will no longer be able to mobilize fire, messengers, apostles, and you will no longer be able to use faith."

The emperor nodded with difficulty:

"I see"

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that the Speaker had disappeared.

The first generation said indifferently:
"Emperor, I will come to Donghong Country. I want to meet you. You should already know my real identity. What about you? Who are you?"

The emperor opened his mouth, glanced at the Venerable and the Prophet, and said tiredly:

"I'll tell you when we get to Donghong Country."

"it is good!"

The first generation snorted coldly, and suddenly disappeared.

………………

subspace.

The Greatest suddenly opened his eyes.

"Daddy!"

"Mother!"

The seven dwarfs gathered around happily, holding hands and dancing. Stupid seemed to be so happy that he forgot himself and picked up the horn again.

'Beep! Beep!'

Chen Xiang felt severe pain in his head, but this time, he did not stop Chun, but just stared at him coldly.

After playing for a while, Chun realized something was wrong and timidly put down the horn:
"I'm sorry I forgot."

"You shouldn't be called stupid, I should be called that."

Chen Xiang's tone was extremely calm:
"Why didn't I think of asking why when you blew the horn, the broken sword above my head would vibrate, causing me pain, dizziness, and fatigue?"

Chun seemed to be frightened and stood there, at a loss, looking like he was about to cry. The other dwarfs were also confused and dared not speak.

Chen Xiang turned his head and looked at Dai who was standing beside him. He walked forward and squatted in front of Dai:

"Little guy, tell me, what message do you see in me at this moment?"

Dai pushed the frame:

"You're angry—very angry."

"Then why do you think I am angry?"

Dai pursed his lips and shook his head.

Chen Xiang smiled and asked again:

"Then let me ask you again, Dai."

"Take a good look at it. Is there any information showing who put the sword on my head?"

Dai seemed to have expected this, but his pupils still shrank slightly. After a moment of silence, he suddenly burst into tears:

"Mother, I don't know what happened. I saw it a long time ago. The message said it was me. But I really don't know what happened. I forgot that my memory was sealed. I didn't dare to tell you."

He cried loudly.

The dwarfs were in a mess. Chen Xiang stared at the crying Dai and rushed forward.

"You said you forgot."

"fine."

"I'll help you remember."

Obviously stunned:
"Mother, what are you going to do?"

Chen Xiang walked to the stone tablet with the words 'Hahaha Valley' written on it:
"You said that it was this stone tablet that sealed our memories and powers, causing you to confuse yourselves, right?"

Dai wiped away tears stubbornly:
"That's right!"

"it is good."

Chen Xiang raised his fist and smashed it down hard.

‘Boom! ! ’

There was a startling muffled sound, the stone tablet shook, and the dark sky above also shook slightly, and crazy colors suddenly burst out!

Chen Xiang felt pain. This body of the greatest being actually felt pain.
He frowned but did not stop. He was extremely heartbroken at this moment. He truly treated the dwarfs as children!

Chen Xiang smashed the stone tablet with one punch after another. The entire subspace shook violently and was almost on the verge of collapse!
But no one knows what material this stone tablet is made of, and no one knows how precious it is, yet it is intact!
Chen Xiang did not stop, and continued to smash the stone tablet, again and again.
I don’t know how much time has passed.

He stared at the stone tablet and murmured to himself:
"I want to see which of you two is tougher."

While Chen Xiang was feeling chilled to the bone, he was also burning with anger. He was so desperate that he wanted to overturn the table!
The next moment.

The Greatest One lowered his head, pointed the broken sword stuck in his head at the stone tablet, and slammed into it hard amid the screams of the dwarves!
'Boom! ! ! '

Severe pain, brokenness, trance
Accompanied by a clear cracking sound.

The monument of [Hahahaha Valley] suddenly cracked.

(End of this chapter)