Four days have passed since that incident. In these short days, the discussions of the Delaney people have not diminished with the passage of time, but have become more and more intense.

The protagonist of their discussion walked out of the camp with neat steps facing the rising sun. Ignoring the strange gazes of everyone along the way, they held their heads and chests up to a newly-standing flagpole. With the intense singing, they slowly raised their guard's bright red flag to the highest point of the flagpole.

Under the sunshine, the flags fluttering in the wind kept swaying their bodies. On the bright red flag, sickles and hammers embroidered with golden silk threads showed their existence to everyone who saw them.

The atmosphere in the conference room, which was closely protected by the guards, was much different from the previous few days. Several archbishops sat in their seats and remained silent. When they sat on the top of the Shou Weilun sighed in his heart when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel disbanded. The team was not good enough to bring this sentence.

Shaking his head and throwing this sudden idea out of his mind, he asked, "Tell me, how are you thinking about it now?"

The Archbishops who heard this rolled their eyes helplessly. In the past few days, they had already said everything they should say and discussed. All the questions were clearly placed in front of them, and the rest were just waiting for the leader Weilun to make the final choice.

Looking at the archbishops who had not spoken, Veeron shook his head again, and then involuntarily touched his eyebrows. He had a smooth feeling. If it had not been confirmed by several people, Veeron would not have believed that a new mark appeared on his eyebrows!

That's right, it's a new mark! At the current position between the eyebrows, a pattern of crossing sickle and hammer appeared quietly here, while the Naru mark, which was supposed to be here, was squeezed pitifully to the top of the forehead.

Compared to the others who were still confused, Viron certainly knew what the pattern consisting of a sickle and a hammer was. The only thing he couldn't understand was why this thing chose him. It was clearly summoned by Isana and the others, but why did it end up on his head?

I can't understand, but I can't understand. After thinking about it, Velon had to give up this futile action and instead became interested in Isana and the others.

Don't get me wrong. Weilun didn't have any wrong thoughts. Even if he had one, it could only be **! Ahem, Weilun was mainly curious. He thought that he had produced those red thought books. He originally wanted to take the opportunity to change the inherent thinking mode of the Delaney people and break the cage of thought. But who knew that these esoteric priests silently made big news in the end.

They can only rely on the red thought books with deletion and reduction, some of the contradictory content to understand and summon the glory of communism, which is obviously unscientific. This ability to break through the sky is so cool that they have no friends! With such awesome subordinates, Weilun, as the leader, expressed great pressure!

Since Redism can come to this world in this weird way, doesn’t it mean that other ideas can also be understood in the same way?

Thinking of this, Viron was about to move the soul of research in his heart. Just as he was thinking about whether to try again (death), Maladar and four other archbishops came together, which forced Viron to temporarily put aside the sudden thought.

The purpose of the several archbishops came was very simple. They had different views on the scene that day, and they felt a little more resistance and worry about this new force that they had never been exposed to.

No one expected that the first person to speak was Osal. This archbishop who gave people a very bad sense and always showed his image as a hyena who always aimed at chasing power, even said that he was worried about this new red power, which almost made others think that something was wrong with his ears.

After confirmation, the other people's faces became completely different. Maradal looked embarrassed, and Akhama nodded from time to time to agree. As for Hatalu, no one could guess his thoughts from his expressionless face.

After Osar expressed his opinion, Maradal couldn't wait to refute. Then, in the next few days, the endless debate began, with several archbishops taking turns to express their views, questioning and refuting the opposite opinions.

Just when Veeron was impatient with the boring meeting, he didn't know when the original argument turned into a quarrel. The gentle archbishops suddenly changed into another face. They turned into thinkers, military strategists, historians, writers, scientists, and scientists. They could easily pick up various historical allusions, and scientific conjectures and ideological criticism were even more evident.

While they are constantly increasing the weight of their speeches, they either sneer or sarcastically at other views.

In the end, the archbishops who were already angrily jealous completely threw their image into Java, and all kinds of swear words were sprayed out from their mouths one after another. If it weren't for the only trace of reason in their hearts that restricted them from being presumptuous, maybe a high-quality full martial arts movement would be very likely to be staged in front of Viron.

Weilun, who witnessed this farce throughout the whole process, sighed secretly, and these archbishops were really knowledgeable and talented. Many of the content they said during the quarrel, Weilun said that he didn't understand a word, and some of the allusions were unheard of. For the first time in history, Weilun deeply realized the poverty of his knowledge.

Fortunately, this farce came and went quickly. Of course, it was not because the archbishops realized their mistakes and found that this behavior was very lost, but because Neri was back!

Nari was also quite speechless. After hearing the news that the gathering place was attacked, although she kept telling herself that the ogres could not break through the defense crystal of the gathering place, Nari inevitably felt a little worried. After all, guessing was just speculation, and no one could guarantee whether other unknown changes would occur if they were not careful.

Therefore, as soon as we got the news, all the Draenei people who went out to fight were anxious. They accelerated the marching speed despite the labor of the journey and rushed back to the gathering place the day before the expected time.

However, the entire gathering place was safe and there was not even a slightly larger beast. The people in the gathering place greeted these soldiers who rushed back in vain and said perfunctorily after meeting, and then gathered excitedly to say whispers, which made the soldiers who saw this scene feel a little frustrated and subconsciously a little curious.

Then, in less than half a day, everyone knew clearly all the things that happened in the entire gathering place in the short few days when they left. The warriors shrugged casually about the ogres that Viron summoned the meteorite to kill the future ogres. In their hearts, Lord Prophet should have been so powerful! No, it should be said that it is even more powerful than this!

As for the esoteric priests who suddenly made big news not long ago, the soldiers were more concerned, on the one hand because it explained the doubts they had about the red giant they saw on the return trip, and on the other hand, they developed a little interest in this emerging power.

In their hearts, one step further was to be curious about the behavior of these esoteric priests changing their names. In this world full of magical power, no one dares to take the name randomly, because it contains some kind of magic power.

After simply returning the military command, Naili rushed to the meeting place without stopping. But when she opened the door and walked into the room, the originally noisy quarrel stopped abruptly. The archbishops, who were blushing, had no time to withdraw their expressions. Looking at Naili who was walking in, they returned to their seats awkwardly. Inexplicably, the whole room became strangely quiet.

Weilun, who was wandering in the sky, was awakened by the sudden quiet atmosphere. He looked at the archbishops present in a daze and asked, "What's wrong? Is there a result?"

Before the archbishops answered, Viron, who saw clearly who was not far away, said again: "Oh, Naili, are you back? That's right, the time should be about the same. You are back just in time and just happened to attend this meeting."

He stepped forward and bowed to Velon. Naili chuckled and nodded and said, "Of course I dare not miss such an important meeting, but I don't know what everyone is discussing now? Who else present made their suggestions?"

Weilun said casually: "Compared to Nali, you should also have some understanding of the general situation on your way."

Looking at Neri who nodded, Viron followed: "Mainly, Maradal and Osar have completely disagreements. Maradal agrees with this new power. He hopes to vigorously publicize and develop it as much as possible to expand it to fill the professional system of our Delaney people.

Osar was opposed, and he believed that no one knew this new power, nor was he clear about its essence. In addition, the existing professional system of our Delaney people is already very complete, and at this stage there is no need to develop this power on a large scale."

Nari nodded, then turned her eyes and asked to the other two: "Hataru, what do you think about this?"

Hatalu, who was like an old monk entering into meditation, opened his eyes, glanced at everyone present, and then said lightly: "I have always been sticking to my choice!"

The few people who heard this were shocked. They looked at Hatalu in confusion, unable to understand that this guy who had never spoken from the beginning actually expressed his opinions at this time.

Without waiting for the others present to come back from their thoughts, Hatalu said slowly: "My choice is, I abstain from it!"

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Rolling his eyes speechlessly, Neri turned to look at Velen: "Sir, I understand, I choose Archbishop Maradal!"

Maradal was overjoyed when he heard this, while Osar looked angry. He looked at Nari with dissatisfaction, then stood up and said, "Master Prophet, Archbishop Hatalu abstained from the power, and the remaining four Archbishops are divided into two factions. Now please decide which side should you take?"

Before Viron could answer, Nari suddenly interrupted and said, "Osal, you are wrong. It's not two to two, but three to one!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, Osal sneered and said, "Naili, have you made something wrong?"

"Of course I don't!"

Nari said tit-for-tat: "What I'm talking about is the truth!"

After saying that, Nari turned her head and looked at Akama not far away. The archbishop who had been absent from since she entered the house asked, "Tell me Akama, who are you on?"

Feeling the eyes of a group of people, Akama's lips trembled for several times but failed to say anything. He looked at Nari who was chuckling with a broken face, and then glanced at Osar with anger in his eyes. In the constant hesitation, he finally said with a sad face: "I, I agree with Maradal's suggestion!"

No one expected that Akama would change his words in the end. In anger, Osar subconsciously held the armrest of the chair on the side, and amid the unwilling cry of the armrest, the endless force squeezed it into pieces.

The one present was not a person with clear ears and eyes. Osar's behavior was as if he had lost his mind and involuntarily, everyone expressed their opinions: Nari's face was calm, Akama frowned and shook his head, Maradal snorted and expressed disdain, and Hatalu showed no expression from beginning to end.

As for Viron, sitting in the upper head, a trace of cold chill passed through his pupils when no one noticed it.

I thought the meeting ended here, and everyone stood up and prepared to leave. Nari suddenly asked, "By the way, what kind of characteristics does the power you are discussing show?"

The archbishops who were stepping away couldn't help but stop, subconsciously, and saw from the eyes of others that they were confused and paused inexplicably, then turned their heads to the other side with an awkward look on their face.

Seeing this scene, Naili was a little surprised. She couldn't help asking again: "What's wrong? Is there any hidden truth in it?"

Embarrassing silence came to this room again. Several archbishops really didn't know what to say. Looking at Nari who was trying to break the casserole and asked to the end, they looked awkward: What should I do? Should I tell the truth? Just say that we didn't know what this power was from the beginning?

Nari will definitely laugh to death! Even the essence of this power is unknown. The Archbishops have quarreled for several days and almost started fighting. If this is spread, how could the few people here still have the face to stay in the bishop's parliament?

Just as the atmosphere became more and more awkward and several archbishops were about to be angry, Weilun, who was in the forefront, suddenly spoke: "Okay, Naili, I can give an answer to your question, but this is just my own feeling after all. If you want to truly understand this power, you still need to come into contact with it in person!"

"By the way!"
Chapter completed!