Hail the King

Chapter 514 、 Well, we are willing to join

"This... how did you do it?" Hasselbaink asked subconsciously, still unable to hide the shock in his eyes.

A person who masters the [Dead Spirit of the Undead] can be called a [Son of Death God], and a person who masters [Golden Holy Power] is called a [Son of God], and now, [Son of Death God] and a [Son of God] are actually the same person, What an incredible thing this is, it simply overturned the history of the entire continent.

Fei smiled awkwardly, pretending to be mysterious and said: "This is a secret... Hehe, now you can make a decision and join this king's Chambord City, right?"

"This..." Hasselbaink paused, and said: "Yes, you possess golden divine power, which is the purest power in the world, and those who master this power are called [God's Beloved]. Also known as [Son of God], you can join the Holy See at any time and become a big man cultivated by the Holy See with all your strength. It is not difficult to get your hands on the Pope's throne in the future. With such power, whoever doubts you is blaspheming God's choice, and there is no choice between switching If you want to confuse the Holy See by leaving the slightest breath to participate, as long as you are careful, it will be fine."

Having said that, Hasselbaink paused, frowned, and asked with a little doubt: "But, I haven't figured out yet, is your real identity [Son of Death]? Or [ Son of God]? Between the Holy See and the Temple of Death, which side will you choose in the end?”

"Is this choice important?" Fei Fei looked at the undead magister with strange eyes, and asked back: "Why do you have to choose between the two? Practicing any kind of magic and pursuing any kind of power is a must every day." Personal rights, if I choose to stand on the side of the Death Temple, does that mean that one day, if I really stand at the peak, I will hunt down like the current Holy See treats necromancers and warriors? Suppress dissidents? Kill all the magicians and warriors who practice holy power on this continent?" Speaking of this, Fei shook his head and said firmly: "No, I won't do that, otherwise everything will become a new world. Reincarnation is meaningless, do you want the suffering that the undead magic department has suffered, and the holy power department to suffer again? I think you should understand that those who do wrong are those high-ranking figures, and those who suffer in the end, But they are still those at the bottom. If I have to make a choice, then my position is to hope that warriors from every faction can walk on this continent brightly. There is no good or evil in martial arts, but there is good and evil in people. .”

Hearing what Fei said, Hasselbaink fell silent.

After Fei finished speaking, he watched the undead magister fall into silence, but he didn't have the slightest regret in his heart.

To be honest, it wasn't that he deliberately pretended not to be astonishing, but that the short but absolutely unforgettable experience in his previous life had already formed and instilled these ideas in his heart, and he definitely didn't have a good impression of the Holy See. But I don't want to kill them all.

Even in the final analysis, Fei has no interest in fighting for hegemony in the mainland and ruling the entire continent. It is too tiring, and there is no point in worrying about it. But Fei has things and people to protect, so he wants to become stronger , if one day he can really rely on his own strength to protect all the people and things he cherishes from the threat of this continent of the law of the jungle, wouldn't it be better to play in the mountains and rivers with his friends, wives and concubines happily? Much better to kill and conquer the world?

The atmosphere in the hall was a little silent.

At this time, the little boy Arthur, who had finally recovered his human appearance, stood behind Hasselbaink and looked at Fei with unprecedented complexity. Human beings, from being ignorant at the beginning to getting used to the vicissitudes of the world, it has also formed its own thinking and judgment. Although it is full of hatred for those hypocrites whose hands are stained with blood in the Holy See, it is very uncomfortable. Once it gained power, it slaughtered all the gods and knights in the world, but it also vaguely felt that what the young king in front of him said seemed to be the real future.

Still silent.

Hasselbaink lowered his head, obviously thinking about something, his brows were tightly frowned, and fine and dense beads of sweat appeared on his temples on both sides, and the sweat flowed down his neck drop by drop. The eyes were closed together, and in the end, the sweat oozing from the temples was covered with traces of blood. This is a symptom of extreme thinking.

Fei has been calmly waiting for the undead magister to take over his thoughts.

Time passed slowly.

Suddenly, Hasselbaink opened his eyes, and his eyes became clearer than ever before. The faint sadness that had been hidden deep in his eyes disappeared without a trace. A smile appeared on his face, and the atmosphere in the whole hall was suddenly filled with excitement. It was so easy, the air flowed cheerfully.

"You're right, well, Arthur and I are willing to join Chambord City." The necromancer finally agreed.

Fei let out a mouthful of turbid air when he heard the words, and finally felt relieved.

The joining of Hasselbaink is a huge gain. Although it was just His Majesty's temporary intention, it is considered a risk. Once the two sides tear their skins apart, the strength of the undead magister and the bone dragon Arthur will be combined. , although nothing can be done to Fei, but the entire Castle of Death will be destroyed, and the 30,000 army will be destroyed, and Fei will have to run away with his head in his arms. Of course, His Majesty is not a meaningless adventure, at least in [Necromancer] mode. And [Paladin Mode] added countless confidences to him.

"Welcome seniors to join, I think time will prove that you made a correct decision." Fei summoned a bottle of fine wine from the storage ring, and handed it to Hasselbain respectfully with his backhand gram.

"Hey, boy, I have agreed to join you, sir. I haven't agreed yet. What treasures, gold coins, or valuables do you have? Hurry up and give them away. I will think about it carefully, sir..." The little boy Arthur slanted With his hands on his hips, he looked at Fei with blackmail in his eyes.

"Little brat!" Fei slapped the little boy on the head with his backhand, and a bottle of fine nectar was summoned from the storage ring and handed over.

"You..." Arthur, who was slapped and called a kid, was furious, but when he saw the fine wine being handed over, he couldn't refuse it, his eyes glowed green, and he couldn't wait to take it and drink it , smiling all over his face.

Fei had already figured out that this extremely terrifying evil bone dragon in legends, although it has a lifespan of hundreds of years, is actually a child's mentality, and under the influence of the undead magister, it is contaminated with some greed, Lustful, alcoholic personality, coupled with the natural possessiveness of dragon creatures, even if they become undead after death, they will not be forgotten. After a hundred years of accumulation of various bad habits, this seemingly pure little boy is actually He is a bad little devil.

But such a child is easy to coax, a bottle of good wine is basically done.

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Double Flag City, in a side hall of the Holy See Parish Temple.

"What's going on? Why can't my 'Crystal Eyes' detect the traces of those two demons?" His fingers also left the white crystal ball. He was a little bit exhausted due to the continuous use of the peeping technique, and there was an indescribable solemnity on his wrinkled face.

"My lord, did these two demons notice that we were following them, and left in a panic?" said a burly divine knight next to them.

"Impossible, you don't know Hasselbaink, this evil and crazy guy will never run away because he is afraid of being chased and killed, and the day after tomorrow is the day when the [Gate of Gods and Demons] will be opened. If he wants to recover Strength, will inevitably enter the palace of gods and demons to find opportunities..." Pellegrini shook his head, and the strange expression on his face became clearer: "It stands to reason that both his strength and that dragon's strength have fallen to the crescent level It is no longer as scary as it used to be, and it cannot escape the search of my [Crystal Eye], but now there is no trace, unless... this is impossible!" He seemed to have thought of a possibility, but shook his head to deny it.

"My lord, unless what?" the youngest priest in the Judgment God Team looked frizzy and couldn't help asking.

Who knew that Pellegrini glanced at him, his face darkened, he ignored the question, turned around and left the side hall directly.

The deacon in red is obviously very dissatisfied with the young man's frizz.

The other twenty or so divine knights and divine masters of the Judgment God Team also glared at the young divine master, their eyes filled with schadenfreude, they turned and left the side hall one after another, and went back to their respective rooms to rest. .

"Garcia, you kid, when will you learn to look at colors and not be so frizzy?" Alan, the weakest knight among the god knights, came over and patted the young priest named Garcia on the shoulder. , quietly explained: "Unless the Necromancer is stronger than Lord Pellegrini, he can block the [Crystal Eye]'s search. If this is the case, it means that including Lord Pellegrini Inside, we were all tricked by this evil necromancer before, otherwise why we could see him before but not now? You, you should learn to be smarter in the future, everyone understands things, who Don’t say anything, but you just asked rashly, isn’t this embarrassing Lord Pellegrini in public?”

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