"Cohen Keda, the Divine Blessed Knight of the Sbia Empire, here welcomes the two special envoys of the Gods." A breeze blew by, and his long black hair floated gently on the back of his head. Cohen's black eyes also flashed with an unbelievable light.

His elusive and profound eyes said: "You two can get out of the car, follow this royal passage, and enter the palace you have been waiting for."

After Cohen finished speaking, there was a silence inside and outside the palace gate.

"Do you two want me to come over and ask you to get out of the car?" Cohen's mouth turned up slightly, giving an unruly smile: "In that case, I will be very happy..."

Perhaps it was the reason for the strange tone of Cohen's words. The closed car door opened, and two white-haired priests got out of the car one after another. After seeing the clothes of these two people clearly, all the onlookers

People uniformly exclaimed - they are two red priests!

This civil strife has lasted for so long. Everyone in the entire Divine Alliance knows about the grudge between the red priest and Cohen Keda. Even people on the entire continent know about the imprisonment of the red priest.

Judging from His Majesty Cohen's consistent performance, no one can stop him from losing his temper. The lives of these two priests can be said to be quite dangerous.

But now, these two people have come with the mission of the Protoss. If the emperor kills them, the Protoss, who want to maintain their majesty, will never stand still! What awaits the Sbia Empire will be a fate tens of thousands of times worse than civil strife!

The two red priests walked towards His Majesty Cohen with serious faces, and their steps were obviously a little frivolous. Although they didn't know what they were thinking in their hearts at the moment, the onlookers were waiting for the moment when His Majesty Cohen broke out.

The irreversible moment.

Finally, the priests and priests in gorgeous robes stood in front of Cohen. I don’t know what tricks they had to save their lives, but the eyes they cast on Cohen were very firm.

"The two special envoys have worked hard all the way." His Majesty Cohen still maintained his unique smile: "The enthronement ceremony is imminent. I hope you two can resolve this matter immediately. During this period, you can live in the Holy City Temple. This palace is

This secular place is not suitable for the divine envoys to live."

Hearing His Majesty the Emperor speak in such a calm tone, the people around him were shouting that they were lucky, but in the next moment, their previous fear was replaced by curiosity - why didn't His Majesty the Emperor have an attack? He hated these priests so much, and the Emperor

Your Majesty himself is not a person who is afraid of trouble.

The two red priests also looked at each other and smiled, feeling greatly relieved. They believed that this Cohen had finally bowed his head in the name of the temple, and their safety was no longer a problem. Of course, when others give face, they must also express themselves.

"Good day, knight, God bless you." Zuo Ji raised his hand and made a blessing gesture in an elegant way: "I wish you..."

"Stay away from me!" Unexpectedly, His Majesty the Emperor suddenly turned against him at this time when he shouldn't have turned against him. A fierce light flashed in his eyes. His standing posture did not change, but a frightening aura filled every part of his body:

"Take your hands off!"

The two red priests stood there dumbfounded, their faces flushed red.

There was a sound of thin metal chains clanking lightly from the crowd around, and countless soldiers and officers put their hands on the handles of their swords. The followers who followed the red priest all looked pale and panicked.

No one knows what His Majesty the Emperor is thinking, and no one knows what His Majesty the Emperor is going to do. But there is no doubt that if His Majesty the Emperor says kill, then all the priests here will be chopped into pieces immediately, but in that case

If so, the entire empire will be plunged into a state of irreversible destruction.

His Majesty Cohen's cold eyes glanced from near to far, from left to right, at the subordinates who followed him in the war, and at the ordinary people with fearful faces in the corner of the square. At the end, his eyes had already

Become pity.

The hands that were clenched into fists gradually loosened, and the stern expression slowly turned into helplessness.

"You two are the special envoys of the Gods. They were appointed by the Gods to come to Sibia to handle the affairs of the temple. I opened the middle door of the palace to serve you politely. That is because I respect the great Gods. But the two envoys must understand one thing. I respect them both.

I don’t have any good impressions of you.” After a long time, His Majesty Cohen said slowly: “In another time, in another place, you can imagine the fate of the two of you... You are the special envoys of the Gods, I can’t bear it! But don’t take away my respect for the Gods.

Take this as a sign of weakness towards you, if you want to test my patience, I will go to the God King and take your two heads!"

The two red priests did not speak, and no one present doubted the authenticity of His Majesty Cohen's words - countless facts have long proven that there is nothing that this emperor cannot do.

The enemy is right in front of him, but this emperor who used to be lawless has endured this resentment today. This is not something that ordinary kings can do. No matter how this matter develops, for the sake of the empire and the people, the emperor himself will bear the consequences.

The grievances will definitely be remembered by those present...

"It's getting late, please invite the special envoy to come into the main hall to speak." The emperor turned around neatly and strode towards the royal council building.

The two priests who had saved their lives looked at each other, did not dare to say anything, and carefully followed His Majesty Cohen's footsteps.

After handing over the confession of the priest of the Holy City Temple in a stiff manner, even after finishing the matter, His Majesty Cohen put down another sentence of hope that everything would end as soon as possible, and then waved to see people off, without giving the two red priests any chance to speak.

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"Your Excellency, Knight of God's Blessing, we only need one day to resolve this matter." When he reached the door, Zuoji turned around and said expressionlessly: "But before we leave, we have two more things to do.

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"Say." Cohen lowered his head and looked intently at the bright red carpet at his feet.

"Please prepare the armor and sword of the God's Blessed Knight, we will bring them back." Zuo Ji answered very carefully, for fear of irritating him: "There is also an order from Princess Charlotte of the Light God Clan, to be sent before we leave.

Hand it over to Your Excellency."

"I will hand over the things belonging to the Divine Blessing Knight myself." Cohen did not raise his head or think about it: "As for that order, why not give it to me now."

"The time is set by Princess Charlotte of the God Clan. We have no choice but to obey..." Zuo Ji's words were interrupted by Cohen's gesture. Her Majesty Cohen raised a finger and pointed at the door.

The two priests hurriedly exited the hall, their former majesty long gone.

Cohen was silent for a while, then stood up and took a few steps forward, then turned around and stared at the golden throne with his flickering eyes for a long time. In the splendid hall, illuminated by hundreds of magic lights around him, the sky was illuminated.

The golden throne in his eyes seemed so lonely, so heavy, and so depressing.

A sound of slight footsteps slowly approached and stopped behind Cohen. A pair of gentle arms passed under his sides and hugged his waist. Cohen gently closed his eyes and exhaled.
Chapter completed!