Liras, Tariq's famous good old man.
He is also a famous old bastard in Twelve Quarters. qδ
As one of the Popes of the Twelve Hours, Liras practices the three basic principles of the bastard, namely, "Be nothing, do nothing, and think about nothing." Even if he is a demigod-level strongman and also has the grace of the goddess of life, he is still like this.
As for why, Liras made it clear.
Life Church does not need development.
The reason is very simple. Life Church belongs to Union Medical College Hospital in this world. If someone is sick and goes to the Life Church and they say they can't be cured, then the patient can choose a cemetery with good Feng Shui. It can be said that in this world, there are no diseases that the Church of Life cannot cure. If there are, it means you don’t have enough money.
Therefore, such an existence does not need to mix with those who have and have not. They only need to open a branch in any country, and all the wealth, fame and fortune will come to their doorstep. After all, the most indispensable thing in this world is people who are afraid of death.
but.
"well."
Liras sighed, shook his head, and began to make arrangements to repair and explore the tower again. He managed to have both ends of the spectrum, and he also managed not to let anyone hate him or let anyone like him, and he perfectly achieved the goal of allowing the Life Church to develop stably. However, the only headache he had was his god.
Goddess of life, Atalona.
To be honest, as a pope, it is absolutely inappropriate to slander your own gods. However, Lilas has really felt extremely helpless towards his own gods, because Atalona is a pure madman.
The kind that doesn't work well in the brain.
Normal papal prayers usually report various situations. For example, the business church will hand over this year's bills to the gods, and the pope who bombarded the church will discuss new explosives with the gods. But Atalona was different. Whenever the old man began to pray and read Atalona's name, what he heard was always one sentence.
Yes, it is such a sentence that has nothing to do with the four words "goddess of life". And the Goddess of Life has faithfully practiced this. If what Lilas said has nothing to do with the progress of human experiments, then there is a high probability that what he said will get a semi-permanent answer.
I say semi-permanent because sometimes if Liras says too much, the reply will become.
As a pope and one of the powerful people of the Twelve Hours, Lilas is very dissatisfied with his current position. Other gods in the church will provide suggestions and development directions. Only the goddess of life will do nothing without a human experiment. I finally got the information about her, and after a closer look, I realized that it was not shameful to attack the brave hero but to be controlled instead.
Ever since the battle in Dusk Forest, Liras always felt unable to lift his head during the twelve o'clock meeting. Of course, after the Battle of Muqi, the Pope who didn't believe in the God of Death directly resigned without even leaving a word.
Lilas felt sad when he thought of this. He obviously didn't do anything, but because of his god's cerebral palsy operation, the brave man inexplicably targeted himself. But he belongs to the old fox after all, and Lilas also knows the consequences of going against Zhou Li, so he still adheres to the three principles in front of Zhou Li. ….Being nothing, doing nothing, thinking about nothing.
I'll do whatever you ask me to do, and I won't touch anything extra. I won’t even look at you if you don’t let me fuck you. You asked me to do it, but it is absolutely impossible for you to want me to think about it, and it is even less possible for me to think about why you did it.
Anyway, now I am just an emotionless task-completing machine.
Zhou Li also discovered the characteristics of Lilas's old hob meat, and he did not apply the routine of falling in love with Yin Jue to Liras. Anyway, as long as you don't regard Lilas as one of your own, Lilas is still very useful.
After handing over this task to Lilas, Zhou Li sent a large group of people back in a hurry. Of course, Fantes and Gerost stayed, and the Church of Life might need them. As for himself, he and Eluma went to the palace with Evan.
"How is your father?"
On the way, Zhou Li glanced at the steering wheel controlled by Evan, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and then asked him, "Is he still normal?"
"well?"
Evan was stunned for a moment, "What's abnormal?"
"Your father's teeth were almost broken when he made this decision. He is so old, so you should pay more attention to his health."
"Forehead."
Evan's hand on the steering wheel paused for a moment, and then he said in a dumbfounded voice, "My father is in good health, please take care of me."
"How's it going? How does it feel to fight against Twelve Hours?"
Zhou Li lay paralyzed on Eluma's body, feeling Eluma's unique fragrance and warmth, and asked the bachelor in the cab: "When you knew that you were going to fight against the Twelve Hours, were you afraid? "
"To be honest, I'm very scared."
That's what the Herining family is good for, really. While controlling the steering wheel, Evan said with emotion: "At that time, I never thought that my father would directly choose to let you go out of the city, and he would also break the life barrier. Although I didn't know what you were going to do at the time, I knew that within twelve seconds, Nothing good will happen to the city."
"Figured out?"
Zhou Li raised his eyebrows, looked at Evan who looked relaxed, and asked with a smile: "Aren't you scared now?"
"I'm scared, but I won't be as scared as I was then."
Evan stepped on the accelerator, looked at the constant flow of traffic in front of him, and said with just the right volume: "Just like driving, you are always afraid to step on the accelerator for the first time. But when you step on the accelerator for the first time , after the car drives forward, you won’t be afraid anymore.”
"The twelve minutes now should make your father very anxious, right?"
Facing Zhou Li's inquiry, Evan smiled bitterly, nodded and said, "That's right, ever since you were discovered leading four legions out of the city on a rainy night, my father has been impeached no less than fifteen times. Among them, there were twelve of them. Directly affiliated agencies, as well as some beings that we have always considered our own. They jointly put pressure on my father and wanted you to come back."
"and after?"
"Later, I broke the barrier."
The car stopped slowly, and Herinen's figure appeared outside the window. As a platinum-level professional, even though his hair was gray, Herinen could still hear the conversation between Zhou Li and the others. After the car stopped, Herinen stepped forward in person and opened the door for Zhou Li. …."It's not a small courtesy."
Looking at the soldiers and red carpet in front of him, Zhou Li smiled and said to Herinen with great interest: "The prince drove the car, the king opened the door himself, and a cannon was fired in front of the palace in celebration. Can this be considered a national gift? "
"No."
Helinen shook his head and made a gesture of invitation, "This is a courtesy that goes beyond the state ceremony."
As soon as he finished speaking, the salute representing Tariq's highest etiquette began to roar.
A black curtain jointly constructed by one hundred and twenty mages shrouded Tariq's sky, and thin edges of intertwined silver and gold were embedded in the sky. At this time, all the Tariq people who saw this scene stopped what they were doing, raised their heads, and quietly stared at the curtain that enveloped the sky.
In the history of Tariq, this national ceremony called "National Protection Ceremony" was only performed three times. The first time was on the day when the founding father Tarik Vladimir was buried. Tarik was in mourning across the country and a national ceremony was lit in memory of Tarik Vladimir.
The second time was a quiet ceremony to protect the country. That ceremony was for the 356 million lives outside the barrier of life that were killed by crystals and plagues.
The third National Defense Ceremony roared over the Barrier of Life, to commemorate the 6,421 warriors who knew they would never return, but resolutely set foot on the West.
This is the third time.
All Tariq people know that the National Protection Ceremony represents Tariq's highest honor and is also a symbol. When the ceremony of protecting the country appears, the only thing everyone has to do is to calm down and experience this majestic ceremony.
On the dark curtain, a golden pattern gradually condensed. Soon, a line of characters appeared in the eyes of all Tarik people
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Liberate the West.
Defeat Jinggui.
Get rid of the plague.
When these twelve characters appeared on the curtain, the whole Tariq fell silent. All the people of Tariq stared blankly at the words on the curtain, looking at the words that were clearly engraved in their bones but seemed extremely unfamiliar at this time.
At this time, the western soldiers took out their flare guns and fired the triggers into the sky. As daytime meteors flashed in the sky one after another, golden words appeared on the curtain again.
First there were murmurs of disbelief, then whispers. Then, all the Tarik people looked at the sky, clenched their right fists against their chests, closed their eyes in respect, and murmured in a low voice.
When the last line of characters disappeared, the curtain suddenly changed its color in the sky. Accompanied by the roar of one hundred and twenty cannon salutes, the tricolor national flag representing Tariq appeared in the sky, and the names of Zhou Li and everyone in the legion he led were engraved on the national flag. ….This flag, which seemed to be engraved in the sky, lingered for a long time, and all the Tariq people who were watching everything were cheering and jumping. Forgetting is a habit of mortals, but longing for national reunification is an instinct that cannot be eliminated. The Tarik thought of that vast but dead land, and also remembered that his compatriots had lived on that land a long time ago.
And the sword that has been hanging high above the head, the plague, has also been defeated.
"This etiquette is indeed beyond the norm."
Standing on the high platform, Zhou Li looked at Herining aside and said lightly: "Don Quixote, Tia, Roca, and the soldiers from the four legions have not returned."
"Yes, I understand."
Herrinen nodded, "But I need to spread your name."
"It seems that twelve quarters has put a lot of pressure on you."
Zhou Li immediately understood Herinin's intention. He looked at the old man and asked, "What have they done?"
"Two days later, Tariq's finances will fall into a credit crisis, food prices will triple, and the currency will depreciate significantly. At the same time, all the churches of the Life Church will no longer be open, and the psychological counseling of the Emotional Church refuses to continue to provide services to Tariq. The Torah Church began to use loopholes in the law to put pressure on us. If there is not enough evidence in court one day later, our business law will be invalidated and the business will directly collapse."
It can be seen that during the period when Zhou Li left, Twelve Moments was determined to kill the Herinin regime and strangle them in Tariq. But Herinen is the king chosen by Tariq after all. Under his thunderous methods, Tarik withstood the first round of pressure without the people noticing. However, this was already the result of Herrinen using everything he had at the bottom of the box. Whenever Zhou Li came back one day late, Tarik would fall into a state of collapse.
The twelve moments penetrated Tarik too deeply.
Twelve moments have penetrated into people's livelihood, medical care, education, military, etc. Even areas such as national defense, which are crucial to the country, have the shadow of twelve moments. To Tariq, they were more like a shell controlled by a hermit crab. If it weren't for the legacy left by Herinin and the previous kings, Tariq might have been the one on the day Zhou Li left Tariq. It collapsed.
"If I come back, will they still do this?"
Facing Zhou Li's inquiry, Herinen shook his head and nodded, "They will not continue to fight against us openly, but secretly, they will intensify their attacks on Tariq. Because they They are afraid of your existence, but they don’t want me to be your helper, so they will try their best to weaken our strength.”
"Then what are you going to do?"
Zhou Li looked at the old man in front of him and knew that this was a road he had never seen before in his previous life. In the original history, Tariq should have always been close to Twelve Hours, and had a deep trust in Twelve Hours until the day the country was destroyed. But in this life, because of himself, Tariq faced the Twelve Moments and showed his fangs and claws.
"We need a Lord Protector."
Herining looked at Zhou Li, his cloudy eyes full of wisdom, and he stretched out his
He took action and said loudly: "We need a protector called a brave man to jointly resist the twelve-hour attack."
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Nero 2077
