Pirates of the Dream

At the Shadow Council, Wang Wu repeatedly verified the news. It was not until the person in charge of the branch came forward to assure Wang Wu that the news was reliable, that Wang Wu sighed helplessly: "What the fuck. └.féi3asuzw.26nbsp ;┘”

And the person in charge actually had some calculations in his mind. Before the Royal Academy and Yangcheng Academy gambled in the southern swamp. Yangcheng Academy's biggest contributor to victory, its true strength is almost inestimable.

From the perspective of the person in charge, based on the standard of thieves alone, this young man is at least one of the top five super experts in the world. Perhaps only the leader of the Shadow Council can barely beat him.But considering his status as a dream builder, it's another matter.In front of this kind of person, any gimmicks are meaningless. Only when there is something to talk about, can we maintain a relatively harmonious relationship with him.

So the person in charge asked very straightforwardly: "Master Wang Wu, you don't know about this matter?"

Wang Wu snorted, "Of course I don't know. Do you have any clues? I can buy them with money."

The person in charge quickly said: "That's not necessary. Even with the power of our Shadow Council, there is no way to investigate the truth of this matter, so the current news is just hearsay, not accurate, and there is no bid."

The so-called no bid is of course false. Most of the information sold by the Shadow Council comes from hearsay. How could it be impossible to make no bid?However, this is also a rare opportunity to show goodwill, so the person in charge quickly sent out valuable news for free: "At present, the Holy Empire has launched an investigation with all its strength, and there are no less than fifteen golden ships flying from the border into the swamp alone color spaceship, but the only thing that can be confirmed at present is that the entire student team of the Royal Academy was wiped out."

After a pause, the person in charge looked at Wang Wu's face.He also said: "Then, the people who are most suspicious now are the people of Yangcheng College. After all, the conflict between the two colleges has been going on for a long time, and... the eye of the saint is also missing in the southern swamp, which is clearly a robbery and murder."

Wang Wu smiled: "So you think we did it?"

The person in charge also said bluntly: "Because you were the only one who had access to the Eye of the Saint in Yangcheng College before. And... there is a record of delay in returning it, so it is very likely that you discovered that the Eye of the Saint is of great use to you , so join hands with other people to ambush the Royal Academy secretly, killing people and seizing treasures."

"That's a good reasoning, but what then?"

"Guessing and reasoning alone is of course not enough, so the Holy Empire is preparing to invite the Holy High Priest to use the great prophecy to locate the real culprit."

The great prophecy of the high priest is not the same thing as the great prophecy of the dream builders. The latter is just a simulation made by the dream builders in the dream space.No matter how realistic it is, it is just the wishful thinking of the dream builder, and the result is not authoritative.But the high priest communicates with the gods, borrows divine power to penetrate time and space, traces the trajectory of cause and effect, and directly sees the truth of the matter. Once the result comes out, it is a certainty.There has never been an exception in the thousand-year history of the church so far.

It is not easy to launch the Great Prophecy Technique. At present, there are only three or five people in the entire continent who are qualified to use this trick, and the cost is high. However, this time not only the royal family lost two important academies, but also the Holy Empire lost a number of future pillars.Even the artifacts of the Church of Light were lost, so the priests were reluctant to pay the price.

"Then what do you think the result will be?" Wang Wurao asked the person in charge in front of him with interest.

As for the small middle-aged man, he smiled helplessly: "If you tell the truth...You Yang Cheng, you are inseparable no matter what."

"Haha, I praised 7e absurdly"

Whether adult Yang has anything to do with Long Aotian's disappearance, of course Wang Wu knows.

Heaven and earth conscience, it really doesn't matter.At that time, everyone returned to Yangcheng by flying props, and everyone's whereabouts were under Wang Wu's nose.And even with the group of people at that time, it was completely impossible to ambush a saint.

Although Long Aotian is mentally ill, his strength is not ambiguous at all. Now even he is missing and seems to be killed in battle. Wang Wu is also powerless in this kind of thing.

Alas, when the results come out, let’s pay respects to that hero. 7e

After getting the news from the Shadow Council.Wang Wu didn't take it too seriously, it was none of his business, and he hung up on it.

However, there are some things that a person cannot get rid of anyway.

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Holy Empire, inside the Cathedral of the Illuminati Church.An old man with white beard and hair slowly walked up to the altar.

The old man was wearing a platinum sacrificial robe.He was holding a ruddy ivory staff in his hand, and he didn't have the dazzling holy light like other senior priests, but as he walked slowly, everyone in the church held their breath and didn't dare to breathe.

The Church of Light does not have a Pope or Pope. The highest authority is a small organization composed of more than a dozen holy high priests, and these high priests do not distinguish between high and low, and all important matters are voted on.

However, among the more than ten high priests, there is one who has a particularly different identity, because in addition to the holy high priest, he also has the title of a saint.

St. Peter, the number one master of the Church of Light, had a decisive battle with Jin Zhengyang in the Sky Arena 12 years ago, and was narrowly defeated by one move. He is the second most powerful man in the mainland. Twelve years have passed, and no one knows what his cultivation is, but at this moment, only St. Peter has enough prestige to directly identify the real culprit with the result of the great prophecy.

As long as St. Peter speaks, it must be the truth.

"The great and all-knowing God of Light, please clear away the fog of cause and effect for me, and penetrate the truth of the incident... Please tell me who the murderer who killed the saint Long Aotian is."

As St. Peter's deep and powerful voice echoed in the church, a platinum ripple on the altar began to flow slowly, like a water curtain projection, reflecting a colorful image.

The image changes rapidly, and people can barely distinguish it. It seems that there are dragon figures in it, but more content is chaotic.

Is it the poisonous hands of the dragons?

St. Peter was not satisfied with this result, and continued to ask: "Who is the black hand behind the scenes?"

The priests immediately realized that even if it was really the hands of a genital, they would not do it themselves if they knew that the church possessed a great prophecy, and they probably encouraged a third-party force to make the gun.Then, it is meaningless to simply question the murderer, the instigator behind the scenes must be found out.

Only this time, the platinum ripples shook for a long time, but no image was reflected. Obviously, even the God of Light couldn't give this answer.

St. Peter frowned, shook his scepter, and changed his question: "Where is the eye of the holy artifact now?"

The platinum wave pattern shook for a while, but still did not give an answer.

St. Peter frowned even tighter: "Where is the manager's key of truth!?"

This time, the old man's voice already had a hint of impatience, as if he was urging the gods to seriously answer his doubts.

There was no sound in the church, and all the priests had their eyes wide open, speaking with the presumptuousness of St. Peter.In the church, only this old man has the privilege of proving hard to the God of Light.

This time, the platinum embossed pattern finally gave the answer. There is no gorgeous image, only a line of words, which is clearly reflected in people's sight.

"Freedom Alliance."

This answer is very rough, but it is enough for everyone present.

"Sure enough, it was done by the Liberty Alliance. For the sake of the eyes of the saints, they really can do anything!"

"His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince has the qualifications of a saint, I'm afraid he has long been a thorn in their side!"

"Killed a group of elites of the Royal Academy in one fell swoop, they want to get rid of it once and for all!"

St. Peter didn't pay attention to the noise in the lobby. To be honest, the current result is not unexpected, but...if possible, he really doesn't want to see it.

The old man's eyes passed through the thick walls of the church, looking towards the infinitely distant horizon.

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"Snapped!"

In the majestic hall, there was a crisp whipping sound.

The high-ranking king held a blood-stained whip in his hand, and beat a young man to death in front of the nobles and ministers.And such a violent and bloody scene made all the audience palpitate.

Because the young man who was dying on the ground was actually the emperor's own son... No. 13 prince, just because after the news of the sixth prince's death, he uttered a chuckle and was heard by the emperor, so he ended up like this.In the eyes of the emperor, the status of the sixth prince is much higher than that of any other prince.

Although the sixth prince is not the first heir to the throne of the empire, his importance is higher than all his brothers.Because he is a saint, the one with the highest qualifications and the most promising future among the princes. The princes fought for the throne and caused turmoil in the empire.

In the eyes of the emperor, compared with other princes who are used to fighting for fame and fortune, the sixth prince truly has infinite meaning to the empire.

Although the saint is destined not to have a good end, but before the saint really falls, there are countless opportunities to create miracles.But right now, all these miracles came to nothing with the death of the sixth prince.

The emperor's anger can be imagined.

At this time, the news of the cathedral also reached the ears of the emperor.

"Freedom Alliance? Sure enough, it is... very good, really very good."

When he heard the result of the big prophecy, the emperor put down the bloody whip in his hand and smiled with relief: "As expected!"

Afterwards, the emperor kicked the dying thirteenth prince, then scanned the audience with icy eyes, and said in a cold voice.

"Within three months, I want the entire city of Liberty City to be buried with the sixth prince."! .

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