Chapter 704 The new crisis of the players
“St. Dulan.” In the group of holy palaces that were as
magnificent as the palaces of gods in the Radiance Light
Godly Nation, the Gods' Peak sitting in the highest
position was rumored to be a palace where true gods
lived.
Perhaps no one had ever seen the true gods, but the
citizens of Radiant Light Godly Nation had always
believed in them.
A woman dressed in a holy and pure-white long robe
seemed to have walked out of a painting and was floating
in the endless void. Her skin was as smooth as crystal and
her facial features were exquisite and gorgeous.
Her body emitted a layer of faint crystal white lights, and
her feet that were as beautiful as jade seemed to leave
radiant light prints on the ground with each step she
took.
“The centennial Gods' Banquet will be held in midsummer
of next year,' the voice said coldly.
“The time for the Gods' Banquet comes again…” St. Dulan
said emotionally, “I remember that Princess Your
Highness has solely taken the Holy Seat for several
banquets consecutively. It's an honor that has never been
heard before.”
The woman shook her head coldly and said, “I've been
absent from it for a long time now.'
“Now, you must be sitting on the Judgement Seat…?” St.
Dulan asked cautiously.
It was probably one of the positions closest to the gods in
the whole continent.
The Gods' Banquet was a gala held in the Nora Continent,
and it only invited followers of gods.
In the banquet, only godly and immortal spells could be
used, which was said to be the agreement among the
gods in ancient times.
It was said that the winners of the gala would not only get
the chance to show the people in the world their
devotion to their gods; they would also win the favors
from the gods they believed in. They could even enjoy the
banquet blessed by the gods. It was a rare opportunity for
all the cultivators who studied godly and immortal spells.
The participants could be followers of any god.
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Of course, this banquet was usually used to test the
devotion of the followers in the younger generation.
St. Dulan looked very humble as if the projected image of
this woman had a higher position than him.
“Farewell, Princess Your Highness.” He didn't look up until
the white projected image gradually disappeared.
“Mr. Dulan.” At this moment, a large, middle-aged man
with a wide forehead and wide cheeks walked to stand
before St. Dulan respectfully.
Dulan nodded and said, “The Gods' Banquet will begin
soon. I need to select some elite young people from the
Godly Palace.”
“Yes.” The middle-aged man said, “My lord, about kicking
out the outlanders…”
St. Dulan gave him a long look and said, “Sir Peable, you
seem to have some ideas? Tell me your thoughts.”
“To kick them out, we must find their weaknesses. Just as
the East Continent people say, know your enemy as well
as you know yourself…” Peable was Dulan's most trusted
and most competent subordinate, and it was rumored
that he would become Dulan's successor in the near
future.
“Go on.” St. Dulan nodded his encouragement.
“We have found some information about this shop and its
customers.” He handed the documents to St. Dulan.
“The Golden Griffin Knight Legion in Canglan City of the
Morning Light Empire was absent from work for one day
due to them playing World of Warcraft through the
night…?”
“The Morning Light Land Knight Legion of the Orc
Kingdom neglected a kingdom leader while they talked
about World of Warcraft with magic letters when they
were on duty…”
“Alchemy Master Hebrew secretly read the guides of
professional skills in World of Warcraft while he was
practicing alchemy in the Alchemist Union of Christen
Kingdom, causing very negative consequences…? His
behavior infuriated the high-level officials of the
union…?”
He continued reading, “Aslan Royal Magic Workshop
already forbids its mages and alchemists from talking
about anything related to World of Warcraft during work.
However, these people watched the Spiritual Spell Visual
Projection named Mr. Fang's Livestream Teaching Session
for Beginners? And they severely delayed the creation
process of some very important alchemy items.”
“Elder Sewell of the Elf Clan seems to have neglected her
duties as an elder for a long time because of the mystical
realm named World of Warcraft?”
“Yes, My Lord!” Peable said loudly, “I think the so-called
Origins Internet Club and the mystical realm named
World of Warcraft have affected people's normal life and
work like poison. People even secretly watched the
Spiritual Spell Visual Projection during work time right
under the nose of their superiors. It's horrible! Besides, its
influence even extended to the aristocrats in the distant
Orc Kingdom.”
“We can take use of it and ask the owners of the
workshops, union presidents, kings, and leaders to ban
everything about this mystical realm.
“Otherwise, the workshops will go bankrupt, and the
kingdoms will decline and go corrupt sooner or later!
“Of course, I don't think it's proper for us to interfere, but
with such solid evidence against the shop, we can ask the
empires to issue new policies together and make it hard
for the customers of the Origins Internet Club to
continue their visits to the shop. Before long, no one will
take such huge risks and enter the shop run by these
damn people from the East Continent.”
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“Of course, when they lose their jobs, I don't think they
can afford to enter that place,” Peable laughed while saying.
“Eh-hum…” St. Dulan nodded and said, “Do as you see fit.
If you have questions, I'm always here for you.”
“Don't worry, My Lord,” Peable sneered, “I'm not a clown
like Luther.'
“Ah… Achoo!” Mr. Fang exited from the game and did a big
stretch before sneezing for no reason.
“Lately, I have a feeling that some people are talking
about me…” Mr. Fang rubbed his nose and thought for a
moment. Then, he gave up this futile effort after being
unable to come up with an explanation. “Maybe some
pretty girls miss my handsome face even though I seldom
go out…”
The System was at a loss for words, but it wanted to
strongly detest what the ordinary-looking Mr. Fang had
said. It seemed like he had no idea of what was going on.
Obviously, without any acute senses, the players in the
shop didn't realize that danger was getting close to them.
As time went on, many players had passed all the
instances of Scarlet Monastery.
Even Commander Elven, who had probably joined a party
due to some friendly deals, had luckily got the much-
coveted Deadman's Hand, one of the few purple epic
items in World of Warcraft.
“I've graduated from Scarlet Monastery…” Lounging in his
computer chair, Commander Elven looked idle.
“Commander…” At this moment, a paladin of the Golden
Griffin Knight Legion got close to him and said, “Now that
you've gotten such good equipment, should we go to
Southshore and kill the despicable Horde people who
keep ambushing our Alliance people who are doing
quests?”
“Good idea!” Commander Elven's eyes lit up.
Chapter end
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