moving city, ark

Chapter 270 The Dukes in the Temple

Victoria capital.

Londinium

In a solemn and empty hall, 13 luxuriously dressed figures stood on the spotless marble floor.

"Tracey should have gone in, who wants to guess, what will happen in the end?"

"Humph,"

An old voice sounded, "Addison, we are not as boring as you."

A tall and thin old man glanced at someone who had just spoken, and continued in a harsh and decisive tone: "If Tracy can be recognized by the monarch's will, then he is the regent of Victoria. If he fails to do so , then he must be Victoria’s regent in the eyes of everyone on Terra.”

Addison, who was treated badly by the old man, is a middle-aged gentleman with a classic Victorian gentleman image.

The neatly combed hair and the hair on the ears, the white dress shirt with no wrinkles visible, the red bow tie on the collar, and the elegant demeanor of the man himself, it is estimated that most people who see this at first glance A gentleman's heart feels good.

But the people present all knew each other well that no one standing here would be a good person. No matter how beautiful the skin on the surface is, exploring the darkness hidden below will only scare most people.

Moreover, there will be no 'young people' who can appear here.

Addison shrugged.

"I'm just adjusting the atmosphere, otherwise we can't just stand here stupidly? Why don't we let the knights standing over there get some tea and snacks, how about we sit down and wait slowly?"

Mentioned by Addison are the guards who stand beside each of the pillars on both sides of the hall and are covered in knightly armor.

If they didn't know it in advance, the people who walked into the hall might regard these motionless knights as decorations.

But in fact, those were knights recruited and trained by the temple.Asking these people to serve tea and water is no different from asking the inner guards of Emperor Ursus to help.

How could a normal person do such a thing?

"If you want to do anything good, the best thing is to keep your mouth shut! Addison!"

The tall and thin old man cursed directly, but unfortunately, Addison, who was on the other side of the conversation, still didn't care.

This performance alone made people's blood surge, and the old man was obviously very angry.

Just as he was about to speak, a female voice sounded.

"Okay, okay, isn't it embarrassing for you two to quarrel in this kind of place?"

The person who opened the mouth was a lady in her 30s who was full of maturity and glamour, like bright roses.

The woman looks at the old man.

"Leopold, it's not that you don't know that you will only be angry with Addison if you quarrel with this guy. You might as well just leave him alone."

Leopold snorted coldly and turned his head away, while the woman continued to turn her head to look at Addison in satisfaction.

"If you really want to say something, you might as well discuss how we will deal with our opponents after the coronation ceremony is completed. We haven't won this war yet."

"Oh, you are always so eloquent, my beautiful Lady Sigrid."

Addison bent down and gave a gentleman's salute with a smile on his face, and the words of praise ran out from the mouth that couldn't be closed like water, and Mrs. Sigrid, who was the object of praise, also smiled like a flower. With the palm of the red silk glove along the voluptuous lips.

"Addison, it would be more appropriate to apply this to yourself, right?"

During the conversation between the two, there was an indistinguishable sneer from the crowd beside them, but the two didn't care, and continued their topic calmly.

"This is often said to me, but I still want to point out some small problems in your words."

Addison said with a smile on his face.

"Oh?"

Mrs. Sigrid, who was refuted, was not angry, but had a curious and searching look on her face.

Addison pulled the sides of the open dress, and continued to explain solemnly: "Of course this war is not over, but the winner has already been contested. All we have to do is wait for the time to pass, and wait until this drama can When the curtain falls, the result has already been decided, and there is no need for everyone to discuss it together."

"With those extra time and energy, it's better to do something meaningful, don't you think?"

Addison smiled at Mrs. Sigrid.

"Hehehehe-"

Mrs. Sigrid covered her lips, let out a series of very charming laughter, and rolled her eyes, "Addison, I think you can't hold back your emotions and don't want to wait here any longer? You Don't forget how the Duke of Normandy was defeated."

"No, no, of course I haven't forgotten."

Addison raised his hands, "That's why we're here, in Victoria's great Londinium."

"We have more than 200 of the most elite fighters, thousands of well-equipped soldiers, and this magnificent city that has been fortified and transformed from generation to generation."

"This place is different from Beormar in Normandy. If Adams' tiger and Ark want to repeat their tricks, I even hope that they will appear in front of us now, so that we can save a lot of unnecessary waste time."

The 13 dukes who came to Londinium from their respective domains each brought their own guards and 300-500 of the most elite soldiers in the army.

To reduce this number of people, in terms of the size of each army group, there is no trace at all.

Even if Tracys was not recognized by the will of the monarch in the end, and they did not get the support of the temple, the power of their 13 dukes was enough to mobilize the power of the huge machine of Lentinium.

If Adams and Luo Yi were really deceived by the illusion that they stayed in their respective territories, they would be happy to give them a big surprise.

Addison waved his hand towards the tall gate of the main hall.

"This city is the best stand prepared for us, ma'am. No matter when the curtain of this drama comes to an end, we can sit in our respective seats with peace of mind and enjoy the performances performed by the actors for us."

"You'd better tell the girls you like, Addison. With your means and wealth, it's probably not a problem to lie to most girls or noble ladies in this city, but I But it’s not that easy to lie.”

Mrs. Sigrid still replied with a coquettish rose-like smile, "However, if the timing is right, I might also take a look at the performance with you at your invitation."

"Oh—that would be an honor!"

第 557

Chapter 270 The first protagonist to appear

Londinium, a street somewhere.

"Ellen, where are you now? Didn't you say that the coronation ceremony will be held today? You'd better come back early and stop wandering outside."

A man in white-collar clothes//stands on the street, holding a briefcase in one hand, and a mobile phone in the other hand close to his ear, and the voice of a woman is floating around.

"Zeniya, I still have some things to deal with, and I will go back soon after I finish."

"Shouldn't you be off work? Your boss has assigned you extra tasks?"

There was a slight complaint in the female voice.

"Sorry sorry, I promise I'll be home as soon as I'm done."

The man quickly comforted him.

"Oh, all right. Be careful not to get into trouble."

"I know."

After exhorting his wife, the man put away his mobile phone and stood on the street like an ordinary passerby, with a dazed look on his face.

"..."

"..."

"Why am I here?"

a mall.

"Lilian! Please take a leave of absence for me! I'll go out for a while!"

"Ah? Where are you going? ...Where is the person?? Run away so soon?"

a residential building.

"Doris, I'm going out to do some shopping, be back soon!"

"Get ready for dinner, don't be too late!"

"Know!"

a restaurant...

"..."

Al-Aqsa Temple.

Sarkaz, with short pink hair, was stepping up the long stairs step by step.

The long steps of more than ten meters are connected all the way into dazzling stairs. From the time he stepped through the door, he walked alone on this road for almost 5 minutes.

There was no one accompanying her around, and there was only one way after that door.

In the main hall and outside the temple, there were many people waiting for him at this time, but Teresis on the stairs did not look anxious at all.

This place itself is an entire high-level ceremony field, and the numerous steps under his feet, including the top platform and the surrounding walls, are part of the entire field.Even if he is standing here, it is not easy to walk faster.

Moreover, with the meaning of this place and the identity represented by the will on the top of the head, if the behavior is too casual, no one can say whether it will bring about some bad consequences.

Therefore, from the beginning, he has come up step by step like this.

Fortunately, by now, the end point above the head is not too far away.

However, at this moment, the figure that had been maintaining a steady upward speed stopped.

It's not because of physical strength or anything like that.

He turned his head to look at the seemingly seamless wall on the side of the hall, but his eyes seemed to be looking at somewhere beyond the wall.

"...the smell of decay..."

Frowning, Teresis turned his head again, and after a slight pause, his pace suddenly accelerated a lot, and he walked through the last remaining distance in a blink of an eye.

After he stepped onto the platform at the top of the stairs, as if he had sensed something, four golden pillars engraved with complex patterns and inlaid with transparent crystals in the middle immediately lit up around the platform.

The dazzling light spread all the way down, and every step that was stepped on just now, and the four high walls standing around, all quickly lit up with complicated lines.

The entire huge space was filled with bright light that made people squint their eyes. Dots of light gradually emerged from all over the empty space, and then converged towards the platform at the top of the stairs.

...Draco and Aslan...the two bloodlines at the top of Terra...

Standing on the platform, Teresi stood there quietly as if unaffected at all, facing the increasingly dazzling blazing white light group that quickly gathered in front of him.

Some kind of will is emerging.

This ritual field is worthy of being built by the two bloodlines at the top of Terra...

But now, they have completely withered.

Just like Sarkaz.

Tracy looked calmly at the gradually forming light ball in front of him, if he could look directly at it, he could even see a large number of light spots flickering irregularly.

Some kind of indescribable will descended.

However, at the moment it descended, the entire ritual field resounded like a roar like a mountain roar and a tsunami, as if the sound was composed of many different voices, as if it was about to break through the dome covered by the lines of the spell.

"Alien!! You will never succeed!!"

Teresis, who was covered by the storm-like sound waves, was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly realized something, and suddenly turned his head to look in a certain direction.

……

On the street, a white-collar worker who was carrying a briefcase and walking by the side of the road suddenly burst out with thick black mist.

The man walking in the crowd had completely disappeared in place before the pedestrians around him could react, leaving only a black mist covering the sky and rising into the sky.

Panicked and chaotic screams erupted immediately among the pedestrians on the street.

However, without waiting for the people around to figure out the situation, a series of black mist like wolf smoke has erupted suddenly around the street one after another, like pitch-black pillars standing in various places on the ground.

The entire huge city was quickly covered by spreading screams and panic in a short period of time, and along with it, there was also a black fog that covered the entire city.

A solid black barrier gradually formed on the outermost side of the black mist that covered the entire city.

Everyone in Londinium, in the black mist, clearly felt that a certain will that even their shoulders became heavy was coming.