I, the villainous lady, will not die in the simulator Shura field

The number of meetings of the elders of the Divine Will is not too frequent. Generally speaking, it will be held once every half a year, and the two saintesses are also among them. However, since Hua Mian transferred her voting rights to Jiang Li, only Jiang Li One was present.

But this is only on the surface.

How could the true core of power of the Divine Will have a place for man-made humans?

Moreover, those urgent matters cannot wait for the semi-annual vote.

Not surprisingly, the Council of Elders is divided into two types, the normal council and the grand council.

The only difference between the two is whether there is a saint.

It is not difficult to guess from the name. The elders meeting in Yun Pavilion on weekdays is basically a normal meeting. During the discussions, the saints are not brought to play, and the topic will mention artificial humans and the like.

But this time, in order to plan the sacrifice, the opinions of the parties were also asked, so a large meeting was held.

Thanks to Hua Mian who handed over her seat before.

Otherwise, the elders would have to explain to Jiang Li why she was only invited to the meeting and not Hua Mian.

The people were seated one by one.

Time passed slowly.

The several elders who were discussing in a low voice, which were still a little noisy, also calmed down and sat upright.

Jiang Li's closed eyes slowly opened, reflecting a cold pool with no waves in the ancient well.

The meeting is finally about to start.

The Divine Will does not have the habit of giving speeches, and psykers generally pursue efficiency.

So when all the elders and saints were counted, the Great Elder who was the host slowly walked down the stairs, knocked on the table with a smile on his face, and announced the start of the meeting to everyone present.

The projection was opened, the door was closed, and several discussants were arranged at the round table.

Jiang Li sat at the corner of the round table with a cup of warm tea in front of him, watching the elders calmly talk to each other.

They are talking about some divine direction of development.

It has nothing to do with Jiang Li, so she didn't pay much attention to it, but just kept it in mind.

She is not good at words, so it is better to wait until the topic is related to herself.

But speaking of meetings...

The timing of this meeting is a bit unusual.

Jiang Li lowered his head, squinted his eyes slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

It is now July, the midsummer season, but according to past experience, the Great Council is held in the spring and autumn, that is, March and September. Did any accident happen to the early convening?

Jiang Li instinctively felt that something must happen.

But it was still early, and the meeting would be over for a long time, Jiang Li was not in a hurry to think about what the meeting was about and what problems there were.

There was no ambush when she came, and 300 knives and ax hands rushed out of the corner to chop her finely.

So be safe for now.

Jiang Li slowly took a sip of the tea, and her thoughts drifted to the scene a few days ago, when she rarely got angry with Hua Mian that morning.

Never been so angry.

Maybe it was the dissatisfaction with her accumulated in my heart before, and I was clearly told that my life was approaching, and seeing that she cared about me, I felt that she was hypocritical, so I got angry.

Thinking about it now, I was somewhat impulsive at the time.

She is indeed jealous, jealous that Hua Mian can live for so long, jealous that she doesn't have to be so troubled by life span like herself.

But what can be done?

Being able to get that terminal at a young age, being able to know Mianmian, and not being able to spend this life with the flow like other people, Jiang Li feels that she is actually very lucky.

Jiang Li sighed lightly.

But at this moment, the meeting room suddenly fell silent, as if it had been covered with a layer of sound-proof veil, and there was no sound in the ears.

On the round table, the Great Elder glanced at Jiang Li with a smile on his face, and said with a smile:

"Next, let's discuss the issue of the 'Great Ritual'."

Grand ceremony?

Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, then raised his head.

She remembered it in her own memory, but she had never heard of this term before. Is this something new at this meeting?Or is that why this meeting was called earlier?

The word "sacrifice" sounds inseparable from the saint.

The sacrificial person, the communication between heaven and man.

From ancient books, Jiang Li learned that there are generally three types of sacrifices: offering sacrifices to heaven and earth, offering sacrifices to gods, and offering sacrifices to ancestors.

And if Shenyi wants to hold a ceremony, it is naturally inseparable from the gods.

Jiang Li was puzzled.

But she restrained her expression very well, and did not express her attitude to it for the time being. Jiang Li just lowered her head, staring at the reflection in the teacup, her eyes flickering slightly.

After Charles said the name of "Great Ritual", he seemed to give everyone a moment to think, and paused for a while before continuing:

"Several elders, and Master Commander, I wonder if you can understand what happened to Lord God two months ago?"

"I don't know." The elders shook their heads in unison.

"..."

Jiang Li frowned, and after looking around, the expression on his face turned cold a little bit.

Mischief?two months ago?

For two months, she couldn't believe that the elders around her hadn't received any news.

Maybe, before the meeting was held, these elders had already discussed the countermeasures, and now they just let her know.

"do not know."

Jiang Li restrained the chill in his eyes and replied coldly.

Seeing that everyone's reactions were as expected, Charles nodded in satisfaction and said loudly:

"Since everyone doesn't know, let me introduce the change to you."

The sound spread throughout the hall and entered everyone's mind.

The elders sat up straight, stopped the whispering during the discussion, and looked serious.

Jiang Li also slowly raised his attention.

Charles smiled faintly, with a calm voice, and said slowly:

"About two months ago, the research institute's spiritual energy detection device outside God's Residence detected a unique fluctuation. At that time, no one noticed it. I didn't know the seriousness of it until the research institute analyzed the frequency of the fluctuation. .”

"This is a sign that the Lord God needs vitality to continue to sleep. If there is not enough vitality to replenish, then the Lord God may wake up early and damage the foundation."

After Charles finished speaking, he sighed, put on a pious expression, and said seriously:

"For the sake of Lord God, we must organize a ''Great Ritual'' so that He can continue to sleep! "

An elder who had discussed in advance asked a key question:

"Dare to ask the Great Elder, how did you know that the Lord God needs vitality?"

The elder's problem is also the problem of Jiangli.

Hearing this question, Charles squinted his eyes, and knocked on the table twice calmly:

"Maybe several elders have served as elders for a short time, but what I have to tell you is that about ten years ago, and 20 years ago, such a thing also happened once."

The elder looked a little curious:

"I don't know how to solve the previous two times? But you must have a solution, Great Elder."

He flattered Charles without a trace.

Charles nodded, and gave Jiang Li another uncomfortable look, and then spoke in a gentle but forceful tone:

"Sacrifice, sacrifice a sixth-level psyker to Lord God."

"Boom!"

Jiang Li suddenly stood up, slapped the table with both hands, his pupils shrank, and the terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations slowly spread.

The meeting room seemed to have entered the depths of winter, and the piercing chill pierced the spine, making the expressions of several elders a little unnatural.

She glared at Charles:

"What do you mean?!!"

Sacrifice, sacrifice, did Charles mean to sacrifice her to the god?

Jiang Li felt that he roughly understood the purpose of this meeting.

Just want to catch a turtle in the urn.

To lure her here, the Great Elder and several other elders will fight together, so that she will not be able to run away without causing too much loss. It is really a good plan.

Pretty hopeless situation.

But Jiang Li has at least three years to live, so how could she be caught without a fight!

But Charles' next words made Jiang Gracilia calm down.

He got up slowly, stretched out his hands and pressed down out of thin air, signaling Jiang Li to be safe and not to be impatient:

"Master Commander, you don't have to worry. You are our very important saint. In the future, you may be able to break through to level seven psykers and serve God. How can we think about you?"

Jiang Li's psychic energy was slightly restrained, but he still did not let go of his vigilance:

"Then who do you want to sacrifice?"

There are only a few sixth-level psykers in the Divine Will.

Apart from herself and the elders present, there is only the Great Elder who is a seventh-level psychic, but seeing the presence of the old gods around, Jiang Li knew that they must have a plan .

So who else is a sixth-level psyker?

Jiang Li quietly took half a step back, ready to use all her psychic energy to escape from here at any time. She felt that this might just be Charles' plan to delay the attack.

As long as she let down her vigilance, Charles will take her down with all his might.

"I don't know if I told you, Commander-in-Chief just now, that the sacrifices don't necessarily have to be sixth-level psykers."

Charles explained with a smile.

A trace of doubt flashed in Jiang Li's eyes, and he clenched his fingers slightly:

"what do you mean......"

"My lord god wants vitality, not psykers." Charles sat back in his chair and tapped the table with dry, cracked fingers. "In other words, some psykers with strong vitality can also be sacrificed."

Hearing this, Jiang Li's eyes widened slightly.

She seemed to understand what Charles meant. Among the people she knew, there happened to be a person who was a fifth-level man with powerful psychic power and vitality beyond ordinary people.

Charles was probably referring to her.

No, it must be her.

"You want to sacrifice Huamian?"

Anger was rising, Jiang Li's eyes narrowed dangerously, and the temperature in the room dropped again, as if walking into an ice room.

Jiang Li knew that she was not a good person, but she still couldn't accept sacrifices to Huamian.

Although the relationship has been a little stiff these days, there are even some faint brows of parting ways.

But Jiang Gracilaria has not forgotten it.

In the unpredictable mind, the two of them are grasshoppers on the same rope.

If they made a move against Hua Mian and kept silent, then in the future, if these elders wanted to make a move against them, would anyone still make a sound for themselves?

"I object!"

Jiang Li retorted angrily.

There was silence in the meeting room.