Chapter 182 Standing on the moral high ground and pointing fingers. JPG
"As usual, the snow-capped mountains are still so quiet and peaceful today..."
Brogier inspected the ruined ancient city, and in a trance he seemed to see himself crowned as king long, long ago.
"Ah...I can't remember clearly..."
He scratched his head in distress and buried the unnecessary thoughts.
Passing through the ice and snow passage, he returned to the top of the snow mountain again.
I didn’t go beyond the Great Snow Mountain, because beyond the Great Snow Mountain lies the power of the starry sky.
He feared the starry sky.
Sitting upright on the throne, a huge sword that seemed to be made of frost appeared in front of him.
This is his artifact, Frost Destruction, an artifact that has existed since his birth.
He stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the greatsword. A divine light shone, and chains spread out from the hilt and wrapped around his arm.
Feeling the touch of blood connection, he sighed softly and waved the giant sword in his hand.
brush!
In the blink of an eye, the wind blew back the snow, and a large amount of snowflakes were flying. At the same time, an icy sharp blade pierced through the clouds and flew towards the foot of the snow-capped mountains.
The direction they were flying towards was exactly where the gods of the All Seas Alliance landed...
"How about calling this move... Flowing Wind Returning Snow?"
"Well... I'm really getting smarter."
……
"Let's land here." Remus suggested, "The climate here is at the junction of cold and warm temperatures. While we land to solve the problem, we can also let the fleet adapt to the climate of the northern region."
"The array spells and cold-resistant equipment are not absolutely perfect. If something unexpected happens, they may not be able to resist the great power of nature when they encounter the cold."
"You're right." Osel thought for a moment and nodded, saying, "In that case, I will now issue an order to inform the fleet commanders of the information and let them initially adapt to the climate of the Northern Territory."
There are many commanders in the fleets of the Alliance of the Seas, but not every commander is a demon.
The demon-level commanders are those of the top 22 fleets. Starting from the 23rd fleet, the commander is no longer a demon.
The commander of the First Fleet is Osel, and as for the higher-level fighters such as Sunan, they are like the pillars of the sea.
In short, it is the ultimate fighting force.
"Commanders, listen up! Immediately start with the First Fleet and gradually remove your cold-resistant equipment and spells. Begin to use your bodies to resist the cold from the North Territory. If you cannot bear it, return to the realm of the spell formation..."
"This order is a preliminary exercise. The goal is to determine how the various tribes can resist the cold in the North Territory after losing their cold-resistant equipment and techniques..."
"After this exercise, all commanders will submit their answers and write a reflection of their experience of no less than 20,000 words..."
Along with Remus's suggestion, Osel's order was also issued, followed by complaints from many commanders.
"Ahhhhh... Gentlemen, I want war, not experience!"
"Is it possible that after the war, we still have to write our reflections?"
“Ahhhhh…don’t…”
"Damn it, which bastard suggested the commander-in-chief to give this order?"
“Red hit, red hit… hehehe… I hit it, I hit it…”
"Damn you, what has happened to you?"
"The Way of Sitting and Forgetting! It must be the Way of Sitting and Forgetting!"
……
After Osel's order was issued, the entire group of commanders underwent tremendous changes. Some commanders even murmured the three words "Zuowang Dao"...
"What's wrong with them?" Without listening carefully to the sounds and information coming from the fleet, Remus asked Osel curiously.
Because from the moment Osel gave the order, the entire fleet became strange.
"Perhaps they feel that 20,000 words of experience and reflections are too short..." After listening to the inexplicable screams after he gave the order, Osel turned off the communicator, his mouth twitching slightly, and explained to Remus.
"I see..." Remus stroked his chin, a "soft" smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said with an expression that was completely considerate of the naval commanders: "Since you think 20,000 words are too few, then just add 100,000 words."
"Then their opinions won't be so strong, right?"
"..."
It turns out that you really want the world to be in chaos, right?
Just the 20,000-word experience report alone made them so crazy that they even shouted out the Way of Forgetting...
If this really comes to 100,000 words, wouldn't it be a complete disaster?
Osel looked at Remus with empty eyes.
When Su Nan, who was standing by, saw this scene, he mourned for the naval commanders in his heart, but at the same time he wanted to remind the two gods - it was time for them to go up the mountain!
However, when he was about to speak out to warn, an inexplicable chill suddenly enveloped the area!
A sharp icy blade cut through the clouds and flew towards the area where they were!
Boom! ! !
Suddenly, a deafening thunder roared in the sky!
It’s Zixiao!
She had been observing everything around her vigilantly from the beginning, so when the icy sharp blade hidden in the wind and snow cut through the sky and flew towards her, she noticed the danger of the blade at a glance.
So she did not hesitate to call upon the power of heaven and shatter the ice with thunder!
When Zixiao's thunder shattered the ice blade, all the gods present fell into silence.
"..."
"If I'm not mistaken..." Osel's eyes were full of hostility: "The source of the attack just now seems to be that big snow mountain..."
"You're not mistaken..." Orobas took a deep breath, his expression gradually turning colder. "It appeared after you ordered the fleet to stop using their magic and cold-resistant equipment to prepare for the northern climate..."
"It doesn't seem like a coincidence..." Zi Xiao pondered for a few moments and said with certainty.
"Could it be... a provocation?" Su Nan's eyes showed a hint of doubt, as if he was talking to himself: "With so many of us demon gods, isn't he afraid of it?"
"Could it be that this guy is very confident in his own strength?"
"BYD, just hit him!" Remus was the most direct, swearing on the spot.
"Speaking of which... could this be some strange misunderstanding?" For some reason, Turanhava always felt something was strange, especially in this scene...
There seems to be a sense of déjà vu.
It seems... maybe... probably...
He had come here this way before...?
Stare~
When Turanhava said this, the rest of the gods looked at him, with a hint of dissatisfaction in their eyes.
The attack just now did not carry the will and faith of its owner at all... This means that the being that launched this slash was indeed not intentional...
It’s not like the gods don’t know this!
But does it matter?
All they want is an excuse!
An excuse to stand on the moral high ground!
With this excuse, they can proceed with beating the other party as much as they want!
Turanhava, who felt uncomfortable being stared at by the gods, mourned in his heart for the master who had launched this slash. At the same time, his face straightened and he said righteously:
"You bold Snow Mountain barbarians, seeing the might of our Sea Alliance and having never offended us, you humiliate us by attacking us in this way!"
"Do you think that there is no god in our Sea Alliance?"
"Deserve to kill! Deserve to kill!"
Turanhava was seen shouting some words he had learned from somewhere, and he flew towards the snow-capped mountains in a high-spirited and confident manner.
The remaining gods looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.
But in the blink of an eye, they also flew towards the snow-capped mountains, shouting some incomprehensible slogans.
Next... is a righteous gang fight!