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.    Chapter 25 Ceremony

    "Aren't you sent by the elves to follow me?" Manrico jumped down from the fire phoenix with a thud.

    And the fire phoenix, which was tens of meters high, screamed, whirled and shrank in countless flame vortices, and quickly turned into a small egg-shaped thing, and finally disappeared in the palm of Manrico's hand.

    This is the first time Ron has seen the Fire Phoenix in such a form. According to legend, this powerful flame creature that can be resurrected will always accumulate energy in that magical egg. Once it transforms into the Phoenix state again, it will change its normal state.  The accumulated energy is released to the fullest, lighting up the sky with that gorgeous flame.

    The Manrico in front of him was taller than Ron, with doubts in his eyes, and a trace of beard at the corner of his mouth lining his weathered cheeks. This expression made him look more like a troubadour.  .

    There is no scepter, no sword, the three-stringed harp is just straddling one side of the body. This is the typical attire of a bard.

    "My trip has nothing to do with the elves. I think you have misunderstood, Lord Manrico," Ron said.

    "I clearly saw you talking to the Queen in the Elf Clan before, and your status seems to be quite high. There are not many people in the Magic Continent who have the power of rules. Are you a newly invited foreign elder from the Elf Clan?"  , Manrico still said with some caution.

    "It turns out that's the case," Ron said, "So this is a misunderstanding. I happened to be proposing to the elves for His Majesty of our empire, and it was at this time that I happened to meet Lord Manrico's visit."

    "Proposal? Who is your Majesty, and which Elf tribesman are you proposing to?" Manrico asked with great interest.

    "I think we can talk about these things slowly," Ron said with a smile. "You know, it's not a good feeling to stand here and feel the pressure of Lord Manrico."

    Manrico was stunned for a moment, woke up, and removed his aura.

    "You are really interesting. You are not a master of the Holy Order, but you have mastered the power of rules." Manrico gently stroked the three-stringed balalaika on his body with his left hand, "But as far as I know, in the Magic Continent, you can  There is no one among the elves who has a marriage contract except the current King of Baria, Sith. You are here for Sith, right? Who are you?"

    Since Ron became famous during this period, few people have asked him this question wherever he goes.  No matter the major forces or civilians everywhere, they all know a Duke named Ron, who is an important minister of His Majesty the Sith.

    The words "Who are you?" couldn't help but make him feel nostalgic, and Ron felt a little clearer in his heart. It must be because the bard king has never seen Ron's portrait. Now that he knows the existence of the Sith, naturally  You will also know your own existence.

    "My name is Ron. I came to see you this time and want to ask you about Jesmilla," Ron said directly.

    ¡°So you are Ron, Duke Ron of Barea,¡± Manrico said with some surprise in his tone, ¡°I was just looking for you.¡±

    "You're looking for me?" Ron said in surprise.

    "I know you have been looking for a man named Zhuo Dong, and I am also asking about things about me, my father, and Twilight. I think we can just talk," Manrico said.

    "Just what I wanted," Ron couldn't help but be overjoyed. He didn't expect that Manrico actually had the same thoughts as him.

    ¡°But before that, I want to introduce you to a few friends. Maybe you know these people,¡± Manrico said.

    Behind him, a light portal flashed a few times, and two people walked out gently, standing there looking at Ron intently, with a strange smile on their faces.

    "Paul, Calderon, it turns out you are all here," Ron said in surprise.

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    Under the service of several orcs, Ariza put on the purple robe of the temple and took over the scepter symbolizing the power of the temple.  Perhaps because he was used to fighting attire, he felt somewhat uncomfortable in this heavy robe.

    But Ariza knew in his heart that this was his psychological effect, which showed that he was not ready to take charge of the temple.

    But no matter what, today is his inauguration ceremony.

    This day is also one of the most solemn festivals in the orc temple and the orc empire. In addition to the appointment of the high priest, the temple will also organize a sacrificial ceremony to communicate with the beast god they believe in and pray for the beast god to send an oracle.  Guide the direction of the empire.

    And every oracle will greatly increase the strength of the temple, because the power of the beast god contained in the oracle will create many powerful warriors.

     "High Priest, the ceremony is about to begin," an orc priest said respectfully from the side.

    "I understand, has His Majesty already arrived?" Ariza asked.

    "It's already here. But he said he can't disturb you at this time, so he is also waiting outside with the other orcs," the orc priest said.

    Ariza nodded and said, "Thank you for your Majesty's kindness for me. You will not let him down this time."

    His tone was filled with incomparable confidence, and the orc priest's eyes flashed with excitement as he slowly retreated.

    With such a high priest and such a beast king, there will definitely be no problems in the ceremony for the temple's high priest to take office. The beast god will definitely show his favor and bless the prosperity of the orc empire.

    This is what the orc priest thought in his mind.

    The house fell into darkness for a moment, and Ariza just sat there without saying a word, feeling the cool feeling coming from the scepter.

    There was no tension, no panic, no uneasiness in his heart.

    He was just thinking about the fallen priest in that temple, that genius priest, the powerful existence.

    "Many years ago, were you meditating in the room like this before making such a decision?" Ariza said to himself.

    In front of him, a black clay-like statue stood there quietly, looking at Ariza without saying a word.  It couldn't answer, it had no expression, no movement, but in Ariza's view, it seemed that he could see the deep worry hidden on those faces made of clay.

    That appearance looks so much like Lovist¡¯s frown

    The door opened with a creak, and the golden light from the sky came in, shining on Ariza's body, as if he was covered with a golden coat.  The purple robe looked more noble at this time, and Ariza's heart seemed to be filled with gold. He no longer had other distracting thoughts, and his whole person entered an ethereal realm.

    "The ceremony begins," a voice shouted loudly.

    ¡°Welcome to the high priest,¡± countless orcs shouted outside, their voices resounding as loud as the sky.

    "Welcome the high priest", this time it was the voice shouted by the priests of the temple with rare divine power. This voice seemed to have extremely strong magic power, slowly reverberating in the mountains that supported the temple, and reaching the sky.

    Ariza collapsed in one step, made a hug gesture towards the sky in the admiration of countless orcs, and uttered complicated and mysterious spells in his mouth.

    On the top of the sacred mountain, a sacred light fell from the sky and Golden Behemoth quickly showed its strong and mighty body, standing behind Ariza and roaring to the sky.

    Countless beastmen knelt on the ground respectfully, expressing their faith devoutly, even the most noble Beast King did the same.  Because they all felt the powerful divine power in that light and felt the gaze of their beast god¡ª¡ª

    "That's the oracle." Lovist looked up into the distance, lost in thought.

    "Has Ariza's ceremony begun?" A voice came from the top of the scepter in Lovist's hand. It seemed that this person did not want to reveal his identity, so he adopted this identity to communicate with Lovist.  .

    "Yes, I think the beast god has also sent down his favor," Lovist said.

    ¡°Like you did last time?¡±, the voice said.

    ¡°It will be grander and more volatile than my time. I think Ariza will definitely get greater benefits,¡± Lovist said.

    "Isn't this just what you wanted?" said the voice.

    "Hey," Lovist smiled, "Maybe I have waited too long, and all the power that the Beast God gave me last time has been taken away by 'him'."

    The voice seemed to know who the 'he' in Lovist's mouth was, so he laughed softly and said: "I heard that Jesmilla's divine power was also taken away by him. As a god, taking  What is the use of the divine power of other gods? Is he really powerful enough to absorb divine power?"

    Lovist said: "I don't know. It seems that this is a question we need to figure out next?"

    "Then the sacrifices you have made for the Orc Empire are almost enough. Now it is time for you to harvest the fruits," the voice said.

    "It's time," Lovist was silent for a while, "Okay, what's your plan?"

    "I'm waiting for his action. He has absorbed all the projections now, and his strength has reached an extreme. I think he will take action soon." Then?said the voice.

    ¡°Where to start, should we start directly from our plane?¡± Lovist said.

    "For a plane to open up and mature, it needs to cross a threshold. In the hands of the guardian of the main plane, there is a seed of rules. Only after possessing this seed can the plane truly enter a stable state.  . I think he will definitely get this seed," the voice said.

    "Do you already know who the guardian of the plane is?" Lovist asked.

    "Not long ago, the battle between Yunus and Wallace told us. The guardian of this plane can only be the most powerful existence, Dragon King Yunus," the voice said.

    "I guess he is the best player in the world. I wonder if he can get that seed from the best player in the world," Lovist said.

    "Whether he can get it or not, he will be very tired anyway. As long as he is tired, we will have a chance," the voice said.

    ¡°So that¡¯s what you had in mind,¡± Lovist chuckled.

    The voice fell into silence, and then said after a while: "When the matter is over, don't forget what I told you."

    "Don't worry, we are all the same. In this storm, no matter who survives, it is the responsibility to fulfill the other's entrustment," Lovist said.

    The voice whispered something, but Lovista didn't hear it clearly, because the fluctuations in the sky became more intense. Lovista could even see the dazzling light coming from one side of the sky.  No matter how strong the sunshine is now, it can't cover up the dazzling light.

    ¡°Holy step, Golden Behemoth,¡± Lovist couldn¡¯t help but sigh.

    "It seems that the Beast God is still very satisfied with Ariza. He actually helped the Beastman Prince improve his strength again, and the temple is worry-free. Lovist, don't worry," the voice said.

    Lovist nodded and said: "With Ariza in the temple, I no longer have any worries in my heart. Maybe he will send someone to kill me soon. If the person he sends is you, it will be much easier."

    The voice laughed.

    Lovist also laughed.

    He looked at the light that had not dissipated in the distance, his face calm and peaceful.
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