All-Heavens Dream Plunderer

2021-10-03

Chapter 300 Genesis Conference

Adams felt the ice Attribute Power on the City Lord in front of him, and knew in his heart that this It is the extraordinary factor magic of this world, Battle Qi, which corresponds to the path of Swordsman and magician.

Adams had a slight smile on his face: “Hello, Saddam Yarrow City Lord! Don’t be nervous, I have no ill intentions.”

The voice fell, and a sacred atmosphere escaped. Dispersing, Saddam Yarrow only felt like a spring breeze, from the soul to the body, the strength of the whole body was completely relaxed!

For a moment, Saddam Yarrow was a little stunned, only to feel that the person in front of him was so pleasing and friendly.

The next moment, all of a sudden, Saddam Yarrow came back to his senses, his complexion changed instantly, the powerhouse of sword saint Peak, this moment was completely confused.

Saddam Yarrow was furious, his face flushed, and he shouted: “Bold, you dare to mess with my mind!”

Battle Qi was running wildly, Saddam · Yarrow pulled out the sharp sword at his waist, cold light surged, and a brilliant sword qi moved towards Adams.

In his opinion, the person in front of him should be a magician. His previous abnormality was that he was caught in the language magic of the other party.

It’s just that, as a magician, how unwise is it to dare to approach a sword saint?

On the other hand, Adams looked at the scene in front of him and was a little surprised. Although he was a thought of the main body, his essence did not change, and the man in front of him could escape his mantra.

In this way, it is considered a determined person, and it seems that the target he has chosen is not bad.

Looking at the oncoming ice sword qi, Adams just stretched out a finger and moved towards the void.

In an instant, the sword qi shattered, the chill in the air was completely dissipated, Saddam Yarrow took a few steps back, groaned, and a little blood poured out from the corners of his mouth.

Saddam Yarrow looked at the man in front of him with an ugly face, completely unaware that his full-strength move would not only be broken apart by a fluttering finger, but even injured himself backlash.

Who is this person?

How could it be so powerful?

Is it the Sword God?

The previous language magic was a bit like those priests of the Holy See?

What kind of background is this person?

Why are you looking for yourself?

“Saddam Yarrow City Lord, now believe that I really have no ill will towards you!” Adams said with a smile.

Saddam Yarrow’s face was dark, and he did not refute, his strength was inferior to others, and he did not need to argue.

But at this time, he had a little more trust in Adams’ words. Such a powerhouse should be disdainful of telling lies.

“What on earth do you want me to do?” Saddam Yarrow coldly said.

Adams kept a smile on his face, looked at Saddam Yarrow, opened the mouth and said: “I don’t know if Saddam Yarrow City Lord has faith?”

Saddam Yarrow nodded: “Of course, I believe in the great Lord of Swordsman and Knight!”

Adams just nodded slightly, he naturally knew that the Lord of Swordsman and Knight, this It is also a sacred and powerful Innate of the local world.

It holds the authority of gravity and has many titles, the Lord of Swordsman and Knight is just one of them.

“Do you know the day of the fall?”

Saddam Yarrow thought for a while, then shook his head slightly: “I don’t know.”

Adams nodded, opened the mouth and said: “The day of the fall is the day of the destruction of the world. On this day, countless floods will sweep the world, the world will be destroyed, the Spirit General will fall, and the sky will rain blood…”

Adams spoke slowly, his voice was bewitched with a little mantra, but it was more obscure, like a seed, only waiting for one day to germinate.

There has been an introduction to being easily defeated, but this time it did not cause Saddam Yarrow the slightest rejection.

Saddam Yarrow listened slowly, frowning involuntarily, although his intuition told him that all this was impossible, but what if?

The powerhouse is always authoritative.

A beggar said the world was about to be destroyed, which Saddam Yarrow could have taken as madness.

But a powerhouse who can easily beat him, even if it’s crazy, is worth thinking about.

even more how, Saddam Yarrow listened to Adams’ narration, the logic was very rigorous, not like crazy talk.

“If you want to spend this day, you must pray to the god of origin and creation of our Lord, build Loya’s Ark, go through the torrent of destruction, and then recreate the world and build a new world…”

Saddam Yarrow listened slowly, opened the mouth and said: “Your Excellency is trying to preach to me?”

Adams just smiled and shook his head when he heard the words : “That’s not the case. My Lord does not require people to believe in faith. This time I come here only to invite Your Excellency to participate in the Creation Council.”

“The Creation Council?”

Adams nodded, Then he threw out a token with many patterns engraved on it.

“This is?” Saddam Yarrow dismissed the token, opened the mouth and said in confusion.

Adams just smiled mysteriously: “This is a token of the parliament. As for its function, you will know after two days of moonlit nights…”

The voice fell, and Adams’s silhouette was completely Disappeared in front of Saddam Yarrow.

Saddam Yarrow looked at the shadow of the mysterious person who suddenly disappeared, and the confusion in his heart piled up. He looked at the token in his hand, hesitated for a while, and tucked it into his sleeve.

Adams’ silhouette is constantly looking for a suitable target on the continent, the old-fashioned rhetoric of extinction, and then leaves a token.

……

Two days later, Saddam Yarrow looked at the Bronze Token in his hand, thinking about the mysterious person’s silhouette.

As the days passed, the seeds left by Adams gradually sprouted, and his words made Saddam Yarrow more and more confused.

The Creation Council?

Looking at the moonlight in the mid-air, it was the appointed time. Saddam Yarrow looked at the Bronze Token card with some anticipation.

In an instant, the token in Saddam Yarrow’s hand suddenly burst into crimson rays of light, drowning everything in an instant.

Next moment, Saddam Yarrow tried to open his eyes again, the diffuse gray fog reflected in his eyes, boundless.

“Where is it?” Saddam Yarrow found himself floating in an endless gray fog.

Next moment, the gray fog gradually dissipated, and a splendid palace appeared in front of Saddam Yarrow.

The whole building is magnificent, majestic and majestic, with tall stone pillars standing tall, and the sky is covered by the previous fog, just like the palace of Spiritual God.

Looking at the past, I can only see a long bronze table, surrounded by more than ten seats with ancient patterns carved, dazzling, dark red backrest seats.

At this time, most of the seats are already sitting on silhouettes that are covered by fog.

At the same time, at the very top of the long table, a tall silhouette, obscured by gray fog, quietly watched Saddam Yarrow.

“Welcome to the Genesis Conference!”

The tone was flat and low, as if in response to a visitor’s polite greeting.

(End of this chapter)