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Subconsciously, Ye Hong developed his ability to see through.
According to his usual experience, he can't see through a strong man like the Seven Emperors.
However this time...
"Ding! Trigger the master-level see-through ability...
After seeing through, the target type: God (God Emperor Realm) [withered state].
It is speculated that the target lifespan will be exhausted, and the strength is in a period of decline. "
Yehong finally understood why he was able to see through Leitlin's information.
In the state of withering and old age, the lifespan will be exhausted!
Every character seems to announce that the old man is about to leave this world.
Ye Hong couldn't help but secretly sighed.
Even a strong man like the Seven Emperors does not seem to be an opponent of the years.
Unexpectedly, the legendary God Emperor Leitlin, who once dominated the world and led the Protoss to stand at the peak of the ancient world, has come to the end of his life.
Perhaps it was precisely because of Leitlin's state that he was unable to control the situation, causing the Protoss to split into two major factions today.
Perhaps because of this, Louis and the others dared to hold Perthian hostage and force Leitlin to abdicate.
Because of Leitlin's death, the position of God Emperor may not necessarily fall to Perthon.
It is more likely that it is controlled by the aristocratic class.
As long as the Protoss Technology Assembly forces Leitlin to give up the position of God-Emperor to Perthon in front of the world, it will not be that simple if the aristocrats want to usurp the throne openly.
Qin lost its deer, and the world chased after it!
It seems that Leitlin, who is nearing his end, can only be at the mercy of the two major factions!
While Yehong was thinking, Leitlin had already tremblingly walked to the center of the venue.
There, stands a high platform.
On the high platform, there is only a basin of clear water and a scepter.
And these two things are said to be the props to be used in the coronation ceremony of the god emperor.
After Leitlin took the stage, the former priest of the guard of honor opened his voice again, and shouted in a louder voice: "Please—His Royal Highness, Prince Percy!"
Over there, Louis gestured behind him.
Immediately afterwards, a young man with silver and black eyes, who was more delicate than a woman, was brought into the square.
It was Posi Ang who Ye Hong had met once in the library!
But at this moment, Perth Ang's hands and feet were all wearing electronic shackles.
But he didn't seem to mind at all, with a spring-like smile on his face.
For a moment, everyone looked sideways.
Voices of discussion rose from all directions.
If it was said that the aging Leitlin made everyone feel emotional, then Perthian, who was like a prisoner, made everyone feel unbearable.
"The majestic crown prince was treated like this."
"The Protoss is so disrespectful!"
Yehong was also looking at Posiang.
Compared with the last time we met, Perthon, who had experienced the assassination incident, seemed to have not changed at all.
In those eyes with different pupils, there is always an indifference that sees through the world.
But the more unrestrained he is, the more panicked Ye Hong feels.
Even if Posiang finally ascended to the throne, he would probably be the first emperor ever to be electronically shackled.
Thinking about that scene, Ye Hong frowned.
At this moment, Ye Hong felt his arms tighten.
Looking back, Teresia actually held his arm tightly with both hands.
The whole head was retracted into his arms.
The body is also trembling constantly.
It was as if a great fear fell on Teresia.
"Shadow....Shadow!"
In her mouth, the word of the day was repeated again - shadow!
Ye Hong's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he scanned the audience.
Could it be that the source of Teresia's fear is right here? !
However, no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find anyone suspicious.
During this period, Perthian had already walked up to the high platform in shackles, and stood face to face with Leitlin.
"Father, I'm sorry to make you worry."
Percyon smiled.
Leitlin's skinny hands kept trembling, slowly caressing Perthon's cheek.
The eye sockets of the father and son became moist at the same time.
This scene made Ye Hong feel mixed feelings.
A simple sentence and an action between the father and son completely overturned Ye Hong's previous speculation.
In Leitlin's heart, he must love his son very much.
Otherwise, such true feelings would never have been revealed.
At this moment, a bold guess suddenly flashed in Ye Hong's mind.
Could it be that Leitlin knew that he could no longer control the situation, so he deliberately let the Protoss Technology Council take Perthon away, so as to give himself a fair reason to pass the throne to Perthon.
In this way, when the Protoss Divine Arts Conference and the Protoss Technology Congregation are in a battle, Perthon can show his status.
If this is the case, then this Poletin is on the thousandth floor!
And thinking that the old man hadn't done anything recently and let the two factions fight openly and secretly, Ye Hong felt more and more that his guess could be established!
"Don't worry, father, it will end soon, and you don't have to suffer anymore."
On the high platform, Posiang smiled at Leitlin again, and said comfortingly.
Hearing this, Ye Hong secretly sighed.
Today's grand ceremony is the stage for a decisive battle between the two factions.
But for the father and son on the high platform, it was a great torment.
Many guests at the scene also showed the same sympathy for the father and son.
"Okay, it's time to announce the next procedure."
On the other side of the Protoss Technology Assembly, Louis looked at the priest of the guard of honor expressionlessly.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 3331 From debate to competition
The priest was taken aback and opened his mouth to shout.
But at this time, there was a loud shout from the left side of the venue: "Wait a minute!"
The one who suddenly shouted was none other than the leader of the Protoss divine arts conference, Grand Duke Langwin.
Louis' face darkened immediately, and he looked at Langwin coldly: "Old man Langwin, do you want to obstruct the sacred coronation ceremony?"
"Swipe brush-"
Behind them, Ma Qiqi from the two factions stood up.
The already strong smell of gunpowder between the two parties reached its peak at this moment.
The guests below have different expressions.
Some shook their heads and sighed, while others showed an expression of watching the show.
Lang Wen ignored Louis, but faced all the guests in the venue, and said loudly: "As we all know, the core of the coronation of the God Emperor of our God Race lies in the word [Xian].
Only the successor can afford the word "virtuous", and the previous god emperor can give way to him. "
Louis sneered and interrupted Lang Wen: "As we all know, His Highness Posiang has a generous temperament and is easy-going, how can he not bear the word [Xian]?"
"Hmph! It's just that there are virtuous qualities in vain, and there is no virtuous reality!" Lang Wen retorted, "How can a prince who can't practice practice have the right to sit in the position of successor?
Letting such a person become the new God Emperor is undoubtedly pushing our God Race into the abyss! "
"Hahaha, what a rotten opinion!" Louis was not refuted, but sneered in a cold voice, "It's old age to ask the Supreme Emperor to have strong personal strength!
In this era, the God Emperor does not need any personal strength.
With the powerful technological assistance of our Protoss Technology Association, we can still lead the Protoss to a more prosperous future! "
"It's ridiculous. All the technology is just a paper toy in front of the magic!" Langwin looked disdainful.
From then on, the point of debate between the two parties unconsciously shifted to the strength of magic and technology.
The debate on this point has been going on for a long time within the Protoss, and it has never been settled.
Factions from both sides also joined the debate together.
You glanced at me and said a word, and the scene was so noisy that it was like a vegetable market.
The guests below were dumbfounded and shook their heads repeatedly.
Many people looked at Leitlin on the high platform.
The dignified first grand ceremony of the Protoss has become so absurd and funny, and I don't know how he, the God Emperor who is still in position, will react.
Unexpectedly, Leitlin on the high platform didn't seem to take the quarrel in the field to heart at all.
He just stood quietly on the stage, like an old tree about to wither.
On the contrary, it was Posiang who suddenly smiled and said, "Since you can't argue, why don't you take a suggestion from the junior?"
The weird, noisy scene suddenly fell silent.
Many people looked at Posiang in amazement, as if they did not expect that Posiang, who had always been submissive, would dare to intervene in the battle between the two factions.
"What's the recipe, Your Highness?"
Louis was very cooperative, bowed to Perth and asked.
"It's very simple." Posi Ang said with a light smile: "The two of you use the method of competition to decide today's right to speak, isn't that enough?"
As soon as these words came out, Lang Wen's face showed joy, and he replied without thinking: "We are participating in the divine arts of the protoss, and we agree with His Highness's suggestion!"
The group of people behind him also smiled.
They are all high-level gods, and their magical powers are enough to trample the group of nerds who only know how to concentrate on research in the god race technology assembly opposite them ten thousand times!
But Louis and the others are not fools, how could they let the gods and gods participate in the meeting?
I saw Louis looked at Langwin, and suddenly the corner of his mouth twitched: "Old man Langwin, we should pay attention to fairness in everything.
If you only fight for fighting strength, our Protoss Technology Congregation is indeed no match for you.
But do you dare to fight us in a fair way? "
Lang Wen sneered: "You can come up with any method, and those of us who participated in the divine art conference will never back down!"
"Then I'll say it." Louie raised his voice and said loudly: "Actually, the method of this game is also very simple, that is, each of us sends one person.
As long as the people you send can use magic to break the technological equipment worn by the people on our side, we will lose.
how is it? "