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"It is indeed Jiang Ge."
A nobleman recognized him and wondered, "What is he doing there? What's going on with the Catastrophe of Gods?"
"I believe you are still confused now. You don't know why you suddenly suffered such an unreasonable disaster."
Jiang Lu stood on the edge of the high platform and spread his hands like a seasoned speaker:
"Of course this is not for no reason. I think many people should have felt that this unquenchable flame definitely does not exist in our world.
Yes, the gods sent down the fire, and he wanted to warn everyone, or in other words, hint.
And I, as a bard, was lucky enough to be able to communicate with the gods through music, so I got the opportunity to serve as a middleman and convey God's intentions to everyone. "
The crowd below was suddenly in an uproar.
They did not doubt that Jiang Lu said he could communicate with the gods. After all, bards are mysterious in nature, and they are not unable to contact some unimaginable existences like prophets or druids.
It’s just that they were puzzled by Jiang Lu’s Riddler behavior.
"What's the hint to us?"
"Why does it cost us so much to just hint?"
People asked loudly.
"Be calm and don't be impatient. Be calm and don't be impatient."
Jiang Lu stretched out his hand and pressed it twice, then smiled and said:
"This is actually a misunderstanding. God has misunderstood everyone. He thinks that the curse on you has not been lifted yet, which is disrespectful to him and slack on him. Therefore, he made such a hasty decision.
As for the root of the misunderstanding, it is your king, Conchieber! "
"King Conchieber..."
"What's up with him?"
"In fact."
Jiang Lu explained loudly:
"The gods have long given Ulster a treasure that can lift the curse, but Conchieber, who was greedy for the divine power in the treasure, had evil thoughts and greed in his heart.
So he took the treasure for himself, thus betraying all of Ulster and the will of the gods.
He undoubtedly should feel guilty towards Ulster, because he not only caused the curse of the goddess Macha, but also ruined the chance of redress. Because of this, everyone is now unable to protect their homeland! "
"This is impossible!"
The nobles and Conchieber's fanatics didn't believe these words at all. Although Jiang Lu had used the sound of the piano to exert light hypnosis and psychological suggestion, their loyalty to Conchiebo obviously exceeded Jiang Lu's. Imagine.
But there are also reasonable people who have reservations and ask, "Do you have any evidence?"
"The first evidence, of course, is that everyone survived such a huge fire unscathed, and gathered here together as directed by fate."
Jiang Lu smiled and said: "God is merciful, and he will not kill everyone. All of this is just a small warning, as I said.
But let me say, you have indeed suffered an unreasonable disaster. In the final analysis, even if it is punishment, Conchieber should be punished, not you.
So, with the curse, the inability to remove it, and the fire, you have suffered three times from Conchirber. He is truly a great villain."
"It's not what you say it is!"
Although they showed appreciation and friendship to Jiang Lu at the banquet, when it came to Conchie Erb, these nobles who are still standing today naturally stood by their master unconditionally.
"We want tangible evidence!"
"Tangible evidence, don't worry."
Jiang Lu turned around, bent down, and took out a huge container from the ground behind him.
The container was filled with a thick, crimson liquid.
This is naturally the blood of Conchi Erb. In order to prevent him from bleeding to death too quickly, Jiang Lu very wisely chose to draw venous blood. Although this method is less efficient, it is better than safety, otherwise the nutrients made from holy water will There was nothing he could do to save his life.
"what is this?"
"Deep red... isn't that blood?"
"Impossible. How many people have to be drained out of such a big tank? Even livestock, I'm afraid it's not that easy."
Faced with the discussion below, Jiang Lu did not answer.
He just threw the container to the crowd, and then used Hasmore's feather to pop out a few insignificant sparks.
Because the distance is too far, this spark is not enough for the people below to recognize it. This is the kind of flame that cannot be extinguished.
All they saw was that after a strange flash of light, the half-human-high container exploded in mid-air.
The liquid in the container spilled down, directly onto everyone's heads.
They subconsciously want to avoid it.
But the sound of the piano sounded suddenly again, and people put back the steps they originally planned to take. The soles of their feet seemed to be adsorbed to the ground.
The next moment, Conchieber's blood reached their heads.
Either it flowed from head to toe, or it only had a few bits and pieces stuck on it, but in short, everyone successfully accepted this baptism.
Smelling the smell of rust coming from his nose, the brave and capable Ulsterman, who never lacked scars on his body, finally determined that this was blood.
But before they could recover, they clearly felt that something seemed to be being stripped away from their bodies.
Soon, a little black mist began to rise above everyone's head.
"The curse! This is a sign that the curse has been broken!"
People's eyes widened.
There is black mist on everyone's heads, which means that the spells on everyone have been broken.
Although the signs that any curse has been broken are the same, not everyone is bound by the curse. There is only one curse, or curse, that all Ulster people are subject to.
"Has Macha's curse really disappeared?!"
Everyone looked left and right, observing the appearance above other people's heads. Their faces all had expressions of disbelief, and they couldn't close their mouths.
"Of course." Jiang Lu opened his hands with an unstoppable smile on his face: "Macha's curse has disappeared. If you still have doubts, you can go to the battlefield to verify at any time. Now Ulster is surrounded by the Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms. I thought it would be easy to find an opportunity for validation.”
"But... why? Didn't you say that the treasure of the gods has been seized by the king?"
"Could the treasure be this unknown blood?"
"No, no, no." Jiang Lu shook his head gently: "The treasure has been consumed, and this is not some unknown blood..."
With that said, Jiang Lu turned around again and lifted up the half-dead Kang Qi Erbo.
"That's...that's..."
"That's the king, King Conchieber!"
It was hard for them to imagine how the king, who was usually so high and mighty, could become like this now.
But for some reason, people who were supposed to be angry after seeing this scene were actually feeling a little sad at the moment, but there was no emotion at all.
Unknowingly, they had begun to believe Jiang Lu's words.
Did King Conchieber really betray us?
If not, then why are the words of this man named Jiang Ge so reasonable and fulfilled, and he even really helped us lift the curse?
But even though most people think so, there are still some extreme loyal believers who break their guard at the first opportunity.
"What have you done to our noble king?!"
Jiang Lu said calmly: "As you can see, the blood just came from his body. In your words, should this be called noble blood?"
Without waiting for the people below to be angry or shocked, Jiang Lu continued to drop the bombshell news.
"This is Conchieber's fourth sin."
Jiang Lu said seriously:
"In fact, even if there is no treasure given by the gods, his blood can be used to lift the curse. This is because he single-handedly contributed to Macha's death.
And Macha's curse is accompanied by her own resentment towards Conchieber. Since it is a blood debt, it must be paid with blood!
But he, your king, chose to escape.
He hid the truth and for years he placed his own fault on you, leaving you trapped in a curse with no way to save yourself.
You have obviously done nothing wrong, but you have to help him pay off his debts. You have obviously not enjoyed his rights, but you have to help him pay the price of his rights.
Is this really reasonable?
Are you really willing? "
The bard's ability, Jiang Lu's passion, [Incitement] skill, and the [Double and Stand] skill that has long been integrated into his bones and can move like an arm without actively triggering are exerting force at the same time.
These remarks alone were enough to make them feel resentful, not to mention that the curse that had troubled them for many years had just been lifted, and the evidence was thrown in their faces.
In this case, is there anything to doubt?
And people all have a herd mentality. Jiang Lu doesn't even need to convince everyone. As long as some people believe it, others will quickly join in and even use their own brainstorming to justify his theory.
Moreover, this is part of the truth. Not only does it eliminate the need for imagination, but even the most suspicious people cannot find any fault with it.
So in just a few words, Conchieber's staunchest supporters had already turned their attention to the object of their support.
"So..."
Jiang Lu raised Kang Qi Erbo and said a little crazy:
"Next, is the most enjoyable moment. You will have the honor to watch the death of the betrayer with your own eyes."
"Are you going to execute him?"
There was a little bit of unbearability in some people's eyes.
Others are worried.
At this time, it was a time of internal and external troubles. The death of the king was a major event that would cause the world to collapse.
But soon someone shouted: "Kill him and replace Cu Chulainn as the king! He will not betray us like Conchieber, but can lead us through this crisis."
This sentence seemed to light a fuse, and everyone started to open up.
Yes, and Cu Chulainn!