A certain room in Sky City.
The space layout here is similar to the central control hub.
As a girl wearing a light green body wrap and a tutu skirt arrived, all the center consoles began to fold, rotate, shrink and fold.
Everything about mechanical technology seems to be slowly hidden with the arrival of Celia.
The humanoid Lotus tentacle slowly left the mechanical button, and the tentacle curled and swayed unconsciously in the air.
Celia walked in slowly, and with a quick wave of her hand, the scene of the meeting of Sengoku and others could be seen in the sky.
Seeing the Warring States Period gathering the planet's scattered power lords in the picture, Celia couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.
"It's better than expected..."
Next to him, Lotus was silent.
The figure with girlish proportions makes it easy for people to overlook her apostle status.
Elves are a race born from the abundant energy of the world.
Perhaps because of this identity, humans are always full of beauty and fantasy about elves.
The more pointed the ears are, the more cute they exude, and the easier it is for humans to fall.
Among all the apostles, Celia is the one closest to human beings.
She was once an elf, but later sacrificed her elf power in order to repair Mal's magic circle.
Although the magic circle was finally repaired, all the beautiful elves in Arad disappeared overnight.
She and Sothea were the only ones left in the clan.
Lotus' tentacles continued to dance, his thoughts flowing.
He was in Solaris, and the entire planet was covered by his spiritual imprint.
He has no so-called clansmen and has little interest in so-called bonds.
Celia's eyes gradually fell on the fish-man adventurer in the picture.
She said:
"Did you inform the mermaid princess?"
"good."
"Aren't you afraid of exposing your identity?"
"It doesn't matter, it will happen sooner or later."
"Yeah...that's right."
The two of them looked at the screen at the same time.
In the picture, Seng Guo has cold eyes and speaks calmly.
Below, even those bastard kings were shocked by what Warring States said.
With Celia and Lotus' intelligence and strength, even without voices, they could tell what they had agreed upon from the shape of their mouths.
Warring States' impassioned and conclusive words directly moved countless adventurers on the scene.
Some people raised their hands and burst into tears, shouting.
Some people cried bitterly, as if they were going from heaven to hell.
Some people gritted their teeth and cut into pieces, staring at Warring States with a somewhat unkind expression.
Celia Lotus and her husband were just watching the show slowly.
Suddenly, Lotus looked at Celia and said:
"How did Sir Fang Fan come up with the term commander-in-chief?"
The atmosphere was a little quiet, and Lotus suddenly took the initiative to break the silence.
This behavior made Celia look askance.
She blinked, very surprised.
"Lotus, you...you have really changed a lot."
Lotus's unconsciously swinging tentacles all stagnated.
"Is it?"
Celia talked: "In the past, as a wise man, you would never care about the word commander-in-chief, nor would you care that this was a suggestion made by Lord Fang Fan, let alone break the silence on your own initiative."
"You always have a high-level view and a clear outline. You can see the clues from thousands of threads at a glance."
"So that the language becomes dry, deep and loses its vitality in your hands."
"As...a wise man...I..."
Lotus repeated this sentence in a somewhat depressed tone.
He remembered what he said to the adventurer when he was eliminated by the previous adventurer.
Such as, "Adventurer, you are just a puppet of Held," "You have no idea what you are doing" and "Ask me one last time, am I really wrong?"
"Can I take your words as a compliment?"
Celia smiled sweetly: "Of course."
"Actually, from a rational perspective, there is no doubt that what I said is fine."
"The one with the problem is the adventurer."
"Most adventurers are emotional creatures. They are nostalgic, easily emotional, think they are righteous, stubborn and determined."
"I think, at this point, it's the same whether it's this year or the last year."
"Human reason always returns to normal after an emotional outburst ends."
"Until then, any attempt to reason with them will be futile and useless."
"I couldn't agree more."
"Yes, and because of this, Held can easily use adventurers as tools."
Celia raised her eyes slightly: "Tell me, what's the difference between us and Held?"
"We are not Held."
"...."
Sensing that Lotus had become conservative in his words, Celia smiled softly:
"It is also the case that the strong dominate the weak, and our use is a gift and reward to them."
"Look, aren't they happy with it?"
Rothes added lightly:
"The development level of the two forces is too high. Anything exposed between the fingers of the upper power will be a valuable treasure to the lower power."
"What's more, they are indeed willing to cherish the treasure."
Celia looked at Lotus seriously and said, "Don't talk about this."
"You seem to be getting more used to it as you go on becoming an adventurer, so don't overdo it."
"I share my experience with you."
"Don't you think, compared to the apostle's superiority, forgetting one's own identity, taking risks with adventurers, experiencing setbacks and difficulties, it is also a very happy life..."
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Rotte paused and said, "I don't think so."
Celia: "..."
Yes, it’s hard for you, old man.
"You have to understand that although we are all apostles, the conditions for our birth are different from each other after all."
"You are an elf and I am an octopus."
"Anton is Odin, Bakar is the dragon, Michel is the saint, Derich is the virus, Sirocco is the air, Casillas is the battle slave, Luke is the king, Prey is the master of the planet, Ozma is a magician..."
"Each apostle is different, and differences in life will inevitably lead to various opinions. Therefore, there is no need to be too demanding and agree with each other."
"That's true. After all, we are just the revenge blade united by Master Fang Fan."
After the words fell, neither of them spoke anymore.
"Don't you want to take a look at the situation over there, Lord Fang Fan?"
"No need, Sir Fang Fan should be having a lot of fun now."
Celia Su waved her hand, and the picture spread out like ripples.
The next second, the content displayed above showed that it was exactly the situation on the New World Ghost Island.
The person in the painting is none other than the gas tank expert - Princess Isabella.
She was happily using the big carp to leap over the waterfall, with infinite joy of adventure on her face.
"Really...let her find the correct location of Hades."
"No problem."
"According to the remnants of Pluto's ship in my hand, she alone can't activate it even if she finds Pluto."
"Pluto claims that one shot can destroy an island. Such a powerful firepower unit must have a stable enough central control and a powerful enough energy supply."
"Without solving these two problems, it's useless for her to find them."
Celia smiled and said: "However, if she is there, things seem to become more interesting..."
As he spoke, the scene on the screen happened to be the encounter between Isabella and the Three Disasters.
Not to mention Isabella's battle with the three plagues.
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