Trial of the Twelve Round Table

Aurelius's vest has lost contact.

This is not terrible, what is terrible is that the consciousness that was assigned to the vest has not returned. Mason integrated the remaining vests and was a little stagnant for a moment.

After the [Mother of Ten Thousand Stones] said to him, "The essence of the world is pollution!", it directly triggered the disturbance of the World Tree. The latter dragged back most of the consciousness, and the remaining part was simply disconnected.

As expected, the rest of the things were blocked out. Even this sentence became vague in his memory, and he couldn't think about it carefully at all.

Mason was extremely tired after losing part of his consciousness and mental strength, but it was not the right time to lie down and rest. He had to solve the problem of the Kingdom of God first.

The main body is useless. The ability of the profiteer is useful but money is a big problem. It takes time to attract sponsors. For the time being, I can only rely on Canaan.

He turned his attention to Canaan, who was reading in the library. His blue eyes flickered slightly, and he closed the book in front of him thoughtfully.

The light ball leading the way flashed, and a voice asked at the right time: "Do you need any help?"

The silver-haired Son of God shook his head and returned the book in silence. He walked out of the library and looked at the golden threads that covered the interior of the temple. The Mother of Ten Thousand Stones made such a big move, but as a fellow deity, the Lord of All Things and All Powers did not move at all?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he saw the golden threads wriggling, like a surging ocean. The clergymen passing by stopped and bowed their heads in prayer facing the main hall.

Canaan seemed to have sensed something and walked towards the main hall. In the brilliant temple, the Pope was looking up and listening to the Lord's will. The faceless statue glowed slightly, and unlike the joyful look when He gave His will last time, His will this time was filled with anger.

No one would stop the Son of God from entering or leaving this place. The Pope lowered his head and spoke calmly to the visitors: "Our Lord has sent down a decree and ordered us to eradicate heresy. He has pointed out the direction for us. Heresy will appear in the East."

The Holy Son accepted the order calmly and said in a calm voice: "I will go."

No one could be a better symbol of the Lord than him. The Pope nodded in agreement: "This is best. The Lord will protect you, Canaan."

The endless chains wrapped around the statue behind him snapped in response. The silver-haired young man turned a blind eye and bowed his head to pray to the name of God.

Even the gods are just prisoners.

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As long as you hold the [Ticket], you can enter the Kingdom of God no matter where you are, but the Kingdom of God needs a fixed location to descend.

The mortal world cannot bear its brilliant glory, and only through sacrifice can the kingdom of God be connected with the underworld, which saved the city of Partington from an invasion.

The church started to operate like a precision machine. This was no longer a problem for the church alone. The priests and bloodline members were fully armed, and the church provided sufficient logistical support and transportation machinery. The notification document and the letter of help from the east were sent to the Noble Association as soon as possible, with a handwritten letter from the Pope attached.

The twelve round table families gathered again in the central building. The heads of the families looked at each other's faces and felt that they had been holding meetings too frequently during this period.

Their extra thoughts were soon interrupted by the speech of the Speaker of the Parliament.

The puppet sitting at the top said in a neutral voice: "You should have read the reports from the church and the East."

The head of the Owen family nodded: "There are traces of the coming of the Kingdom of the Mother of Ten Thousand Stones in the east. Thousands of years ago, there was a tribe that worshipped Her."

The head of the second family lazily added: "The east is the territory of the Owen family. It is difficult for us in the north to interfere."

Luo En, the head of the third family, said expressionlessly: "The Luo family can provide assistance, but the safety of our family members must be ensured."

Dan and Oreius were both inside. Ever since Luo's consciousness determined that the two had lost contact, the entire family was extremely anxious, but they had no way to enter the Kingdom of God. Now the other party had actually come on their own initiative. The blond nobles, who had a strong sense of family, were staring at them with eager eyes, their eyes almost reddened.

As the fourth family, Garcia did not want to get involved in this matter. But maintaining order was the duty of the Twelve Round Tables. He spoke slowly: "The Garcia family can provide assistance."

This was totally unlike what he would say, and everyone present looked at him. The head of the Garcia family smiled falsely and said, "As long as I can pass this small request."

Ron calmly withdrew his gaze, making sure that the person in front of him had not changed. Although he didn't know what he was thinking, his mortal enemy still glared at him fiercely, and then said: "I suggest that this rescue be set as the first content of the Twelve Round Table Competition."

Everyone present frowned. With Aibo around, the Garcia family had a natural advantage when facing high-level monsters. But thinking of their own descendants, they had a rough idea of ​​the remaining families.

No one would think that the descendants of their own family are inferior to others. Although Garcia has selfish motives, this proposal can indeed inspire noble families outside the twelve round table families to participate in support. You know, the premise of being called a "family" is that the concentration of the entire family bloodline exceeds 90%, which can be said to be a huge force.

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After a brief statement, the president of the parliament made up his mind: "Then adopt the Garcia family's proposal and advance the Twelve Round Table Trials. The first task is to support the eastern region and protect ordinary people; the second task is to explore the situation of the Kingdom of God and rescue the camp; the third task is to eliminate the source of the changes in the Kingdom of God. The difficulty is from small to large, and the top three outstanding people can get the Sealed Reward."

The sealed object issued by the Speaker of the Parliament was naturally a good thing. All twelve family heads expressed their approval and entered into the next task deployment.

Personnel, weapons, organization, logistics, and most importantly, distribution of benefits...

Those who remembered to pick up their forks after the cake was placed on the table could only eat leftovers. The real distribution of benefits always took place before the banquet. After the heads of the twelve families had a heated argument and staged a war without gunpowder on the round table, they finally reached a result that everyone could accept.

It was really difficult to suppress the urge to punch Kalonov in the face. The head of the Owen family stepped onto the carriage and let out a sigh of dissatisfaction.

She was a hot beauty with a beautiful appearance. Her wild brown skin and her family's unique fiery long hair made her look breathtakingly beautiful. But the owner of the beauty obviously didn't care much about it. She leaned back on the carriage seat carelessly, staring at the ceiling and thinking about how to deal with the problem of the Kingdom of God.

As the first discoverer of the Kingdom of the [Mother of Ten Thousand Stones], the Owen family has invested a lot of manpower in the Kingdom of the Gods, and there are many family members in the Kingdom of the Gods camp. She must rescue those people, each of whom is a precious and excellent bloodline...

While thinking, a shadow suddenly fell in front of the woman. The head of the Owen family suddenly came back to his senses, narrowed his eyes and looked at the person sharply. The black-robed businessman bowed and saluted, and scarlet flowed on his pale mask. He said politely: "It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Master. I am a businessman and I came here specifically to discuss a deal with you."

A ball of fire ignited in the palm of the head of the Owen family, and he stared at him with extremely dangerous eyes. This strange visitor turned a blind eye to it, and still had an exaggerated smile on his mask.

"I am here for only one purpose," he said. "I can help you win the Trial of the Twelve Round Tables."

Half an hour later, the carriage stopped at the gate of the mansion.

The fiery-haired woman opened the curtain thoughtfully and got out of the car. The butler who came to greet her took her coat and the two walked into the door. The woman suddenly asked, "Ai, do you think there are miracles in the world?"

"I don't believe it." The black-haired woman replied coldly. "Unless you created it, Master."

The head of the Owen family chuckled and said, "You always say nice things. But it doesn't matter, because you said it, so I allowed it. Well... let's just treat it as a try and see if I can really create a miracle like you said."

Ai looked at her in confusion. The fiery-haired woman did not explain and strode forward in a good mood.

"Go and get the key to the treasure house," she said. "After all, miracles have a price tag."

At the same time, in the Garcia family's study.

The head of the Garcia family sat in the room. He dismissed the servants who accompanied him and seemed to be waiting for someone silently.

As a black hole opened up on the ground, a man walked out and sat on the chair opposite him.

The man smiled at him and greeted him warmly, "Nice to see you, Mr. Profiteer. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Ah, my apologies for keeping you waiting here. You know, it always takes me some time to prepare the right merchandise for sale."

The black-robed businessman smiled broadly, and the two exchanged pleasantries. The head of the Garcia family cleverly connected the topic: "Your previous idea was very good, and it has been approved by the Council of the Twelve Round Tables. I wonder where you got the information about the Kingdom of God?"

"Well, businessmen always have their own exclusive channels. Please allow me to keep it confidential for the time being. But I have a suggestion that I think you will be interested in."

The profiteer paused for a moment, then slowly revealed the secret: "I can help you win the Trial of the Twelve Round Tables. What do you think?"

The man's eyes suddenly lit up.

Half an hour later, the guest disappeared from the study. The head of the Garcia family walked out of the room in high spirits and shouted, "Let Aibo come to see me!"

Not long after, the black-robed businessman appeared in the Luo family's garden again. He greeted Ron who was taking a walk and spoke with a smile...

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Under the impetus of the nobles, the drafted notice was issued at an extremely fast speed. The technology of the Mechanical City transmitted it to all the families that were qualified to participate in the Twelve Round Table Trials, and at the same time announced the tasks to all wandering bloodline members. Countless bloodline members took action and rushed to the east, and the news naturally spread to a certain village.

The new viscount arranged by the Luo family has arrived at the village, and Gu Long has completed the work handover with him. After hearing the news, he fell into deep thought.

As a descendant of a gold dragon, or even a former descendant of a gold dragon, he had a very strong sense of responsibility for this matter. Expecting a gold dragon to give up justice was no less than expecting a green dragon to change its appearance and believe in kindness. After a difficult struggle, the bone dragon learned something from his successor that made him very happy.

"That's great! Oh no, I mean it's too bad. My contractor is also in the east. Those damn monsters from the Kingdom of God are rampant. He must really need my help."

The Bone Dragon said this sincerely. The successor twitched his lips and replied tactfully: "I think so. In fact, Mr. Oleus is in the Kingdom of God now. Master Shaken asked me to let you know that we can use the teleportation array to send you directly there."

After all, a moving dragon was a big shock to the bloodline people. Unlike ordinary people, higher-level bloodline people can better understand the incompatibility between the pre-Black Mist era and the present. When he first saw the bone dragon in front of him, he was almost confused to the point of doubting his own eyes.

The Bone Dragon was greatly shocked: "He went directly to challenge the mastermind of the mutation in the Kingdom of God?"

"Well..." The successor recalled the information he knew and answered uncertainly: "Maybe... it counts?"

How can it not be considered a challenge to the Master of Mutation if one dares to face the ferocious sea of ​​monsters in God's Kingdom?

The bone dragon stood in awe. From ancient times to the present, these huge creatures were happy to fight alongside the warriors they recognized.

"I see. He must really need my help. Please prepare the teleportation array for me."

"No problem. We have arranged a suitable transportation, ahem, escort for you."

The successor immediately agreed. Looking at the happy bone dragon, he secretly wiped the sweat off his face.

I don't know if it has lost its brain, but the words and deeds of this bone dragon are becoming more and more innocent. It thinks it is a righteous golden dragon that kills evil. But it doesn't even look at its burly skeleton. If it goes out, it will be chased and bitten by the descendants of the golden dragon.

However, this is the first living bone dragon found so far. Perhaps it has greater research value for the Dragonborn? Anyway, there are many Dragonborn supporting the East this time. It depends on how they coordinate themselves.

After all, he would not be dragged down, so the Bloodline abandoned his worries without conscience. He quickly loaded the Bone Dragon onto a truck and sent it to the teleportation array in the city in the name of cargo.

Long endured the narrow carriage and the bumpy road, looking intently at the carriage board on the opposite side, as if he saw the vast world behind the carriage board.

This was just a small test before executing justice. It silently rested its head on the tip of its tail, with fire burning in its eye sockets.

To punish evil and save his fellow dragon riders, it can do it!