C533 Too Despicable
C533 Too Despicable
Therefore, when Fudesa proposed the idea of joining forces against terrorism, most of the people present chose to remain silent.
Fudesa, who wore a military uniform and had a dignified expression, narrowed his eyes. He silently cursed a few times in his heart, but he already knew that the people present would not take the initiative to jump out and take the lead. Therefore, Fudesa coughed his throat, and said slowly: "We in France believe that this' God's Domain ', as a mysterious and powerful terrorist organization, cannot be destroyed simply by a single operation. "So, we are eager to find out who we're looking for.
Frankly speaking, our French side is far inferior to many of the friends and organizations present in the training of the special forces, but as the first country to be threatened, we absolutely need a strong means of retaliation.
In order to gain a strong ally this time, our higher-ups have decided to use the legendary divine tool 'Sword of Death' that we discovered not long ago as a price. If all of you here are willing to be the main force in the fight against terrorism this time, and assist us in our seventh round of safety, then, the ownership of the Sword of Death cannot be stopped. "
After Fudesa finished his sentence, the entire venue started whispering to each other.
Everyone knew very well that although France was weaker than many of the organizations present, it was impossible to force multiple swords into action. It was not that France was hard to deal with, but that other organizations would treat the organization that was fighting for the sword as a public target and eliminate it — because they were morally unstable.
No one would be stupid enough to take the lead, even if they knew that France was incapable of keeping the Sword of Death alive. The French Security Bureau's most ingenious move this time was to let all the large organizations and important countries know that the sword is in their hands. In a sense, if everyone knew about it, no one would dare to try to snatch it.
Therefore, there was an opportunity to get the "God Equipment" that was more precious than anything else.
As France offers this opportunity, its interests will be protected.
If someone only wanted to seize the sword, and ignored the life and death of France, that would give the other organisations a chance to talk. Therefore, if anyone wanted to obtain the Sword of Death, they had to protect France under conditions where they were strong enough to do so.
In this way, some of the organizations that weren't competitive in the first place had actually lost hope long ago, and were only waiting to see the first-rate organizations compete for it.
"I have a question." The man in the first row raised his hand lazily and spoke in broken English. It was indeed General Gao Tianyuan, Huapiao, who had caused trouble for Yang Chen.
A sudden shout just happened to cover the chaotic murmurs below.
Fudesa extended his hand and made a "please" gesture. "Mr. Huapiao from Gao Tianyuan, please speak."
The katana in Huapiao's hand, Mi Que pill, was treated as an itch scratching again, rubbing on Huapiao's back.
Yawning, Huapiao asked: "I'm very curious, where did you get your Sword of Death. Furthermore, you keep on saying that you want us to stand out and cooperate with you guys, but whether this sword is real or fake, we don't even know for sure, what's the point? "
After Huapiao finished speaking, many of the organization leaders also agreed with him and expressed their doubts. They wanted to see the Sword of Death first before proceeding to the next part.
Fudesa replied, "The origin of this godly tool was only recently found out from our Chief, Mr. Dai Puni. The scientific investigation team that was previously salvaged by the sunken ship discovered that this sword was not an ordinary ancient artifact and passed it over to us after verification. We once sent a picture of the sword to the Church, Dark Council and the British Sword in the Stone. It was also clear to everyone that these three factions had the longest history and had the richest literature. We got a positive answer from them before we announced the news. "
After saying that, Fudesa gestured to the people from the Holy See, Sword in the Stone, and the others who were seated down below, "Lord Cruyff, the Arch-Cardinal of the Vatican Church, is here today. Miss Laura, the Storm of the Sword in the Stone, had also brought their elites. Prince Sargeras from Dark Council also arrived. If no one believes it, they can testify that this sword is identical to the Sword of Death's appearance as recorded in the ancient texts ".
Sitting in the middle of the front row was Cruyff, who was wearing a red bishop's uniform. He had gray hair, a kind face, and a comical onion nose. He was smiling and nodding.
On the other hand, Laura and the others from the Sword in the Stone did not have much of a reaction, but they could still be considered to have tacitly agreed. As for Sargeras, he showed his usual gentleman's smile.
After all, everyone knew that the Church and Dark Council were sworn enemies, and the Sword in the Stone was a secret organization in Britain that looked across the ocean to France. Their relationship with France was extremely subtle, and since they had come to the same conclusion, there was no suspicion that it was a lie.
"Of course, in order to show our sincerity, I will first let everyone see the 'Sword of Death' that we have in our custody." Fudesa smiled and nodded to his aide, Bordon, who was standing behind him.
The fatty, Bordon, understood. He directed the special forces behind the stage to open a steel door at the back of the stage.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a brightly lit tunnel appeared behind the podium. Four soldiers who had grabbed their swords ran in with quick steps.
The design of this link was everywhere in the base. It was very convenient for different regions to mobilize different troops and supplies. It could also control the passage of the base and arrest enemies.
Many of the people in the hall were filled with anticipation. After all, most of the organizations did not know much about the deeds of the gods, and the words of the God Equipment meant nothing to them.
Among the group of people waiting, Cardinal Cruyff of the Holy See subconsciously glanced at Sargeras, who was sitting upright not far away.
Two representatives, one bright and one dark, nodded at each other with a friendly and mysterious smile.
Just as almost everyone was filled with anticipation, suddenly, from the passageway behind the podium, a dull explosive sound rang out!
"Boom boom …" "Bang …"
Everyone present was alarmed and immediately looked towards the brightly lit passageway, but they did not know what had happened.
Fudesa, who was on the stage, was the most panic-stricken. He thought that everything would go smoothly, did something happen after all!?
"Damn it, someone must be trying to steal the God Equipment when no one is watching!" Someone shouted from somewhere.
Everyone rush in! Too despicable! "
"Go stop him!"
Almost all of the two hundred plus people had unique skills, and those who could attend the secret meeting were the elites of various organizations. Normally, they were very proud, but now that they saw a piece of godly equipment, they were taken away by someone else.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of figures rushed into the passageway behind the podium. Their speed was so fast that they didn't seem human at all.
Fudesa was also stunned. If it wasn't for the special forces, Bordon and other attendants pulling him to a corner, he would have been stepped on!
"It's over …" What exactly is going on!? " Fudesa shouted in anger.
Of course, there were also a portion of people who did not rush into the passage impulsively. For example, the Church, the Sword in the Stone, Gao Tianyuan, Jaguar, and other representatives who were in the dominant position, they did not leave from their original places.
When the crowd dispersed and only a few dozen people were left, Archbishop Cruyff suddenly stood up and gave Prince Sargeras, who was sitting leisurely across from him, a calm smile. He said, "Prince Sargeras, do you still remember me?"
Sargeras frowned and said, "Hmph …" "I haven't been out for almost a century. Anyone who knows me would probably die a long time ago."
"But I know you." Cruyff smiled and said, "When I was still a ten-year old child, I saw you with my priest. Ninety years have passed, and you are still the same as before. As for me, I am already older than my father. "
Sargeras revealed a look of understanding as he asked with a smile, "What do you want to say, child?"
Old Archbishop Cruyff, who was over a hundred years old, was addressed as' child ', which made the other people feel awkward. However, considering Prince Sargeras's age, he was able to call him that.
"My priest is the previous German district cardinal, Belsard", Cruyff narrowed his eyes and said.
Sargeras was surprised for a moment and an expression of thought flashed across his face. Then, he nodded, "So it's him, ah... I remember now, it seems that you want to avenge your Priest … Haha, the child of the cardinal that I killed over 90 years ago has now become a cardinal again. It's not the first time in my long life, but it still interests me. "
Facing Sargeras's mockery, Cruyff did not get angry. He laughed and said, "I am already a person close to meeting the Lord. To be able to fight with the Prince is what I have done for the Holy See in the end. However, before that … Is there a mischievous young lady who should stop first? "
Cruyff's words made everyone present confused. What "Miss"? What 'steps'?
Yang Chen, who was sitting at the back, looked up at the ceiling of the meeting and smiled without saying a word.
Suddenly, Bishop Cruyff waved his hand, and his red sleeves rolled up as a grand aura surged out, causing his hair to dance in the air. A dazzling, milky white radiance appeared around his body!
"Holy Light!"
Cruyff shouted loudly. A two meter wide, white-gold pillar of light shot up from the ground under his feet!
The light pillar appeared to be solid. It did not pause even for a moment when it came into contact with the hard ceiling made of metal and mud that was in the conference hall. It completely shattered that substance!
With an unstoppable momentum, the pillar of light pierced through the ceiling, breaking the darkness above the small island!
"Ah!" "Bastard Holy Church!
A feminine shout came from outside the roof, sounding as if it was frightened by something. Many people in the venue remembered that voice — wasn't it Sargeras's daughter, Lilith!?