Crown of Silence

Chapter 565 Power and Glory

"I can do it, Elder Shi Dong, of course I can do it."

Ye Qingxuan replied calmly.

It was as if he was describing something that was taken for granted, predicting the future to them, but his tone was not proud, nor was it passionate, but just as it should be:

"As long as we accelerate industrial reforms and take out the Stirling external combustion engine type 2 sealed by the Royal Research Institute, we can restart the abandoned "Industrial Revolution".

Productivity will be fully improved next, and the lord system will be reopened.

I will promote a new generation of businessmen and factory owners to the aristocracy, and eliminate the old aristocracy that originally held on to territory and population.

A large number of people will lose their land and choose to work in factories.

Within two years, Excess productivity will have nowhere to be consumed, and high tax rates will be imposed on the lower class through the policies of the upper class. Milk will be poured into the Thames because it cannot be sold.

The merchant nobles who are eager to get a higher status and the impoverished civilian class who have completed the transformation will begin to crave new land and markets, and more opportunities to get rich and channels for upward mobility, forcing the country to invade, to open up, to find new capital...

Then the "Eastern Expedition" will be a natural outcome. "

Looking at the stunned old people, Ye Qingxuan had no expression on his face, but it looked like a monster finally showing its teeth, revealing its hideousness in the darkness.

"I can do it, Elder Shi Dong, this kind of thing is too simple. If you just want this, I will do better than anyone else."

He slowly stood up, facing those stunned eyes and walked forward, lowered his head, overlooking the old man in the cable, and told him: "Not only that, I will use the excuse of saving the world to seize more power, and the excuse of the Eastern Expedition, Sending people to the battlefield continuously, using war to plunder more and more power...

In the silence, there is only the turbid breathing of the old people.

That is the ecstasy when the enthusiasm for war is ignited in the chest and embarking on the road to the dream.

And... a trace of shock that cannot be concealed.

It is like a mortal raising his head and looking up at the huge shadow covering the sky, and an indescribable awe rises in his heart.

In the silence, there is a noisy sound from a distant place.

The sudden bell rings from the top of the fortress. It sounded, sharp and high-pitched, like the shrill cry of a crow, heralding the arrival of something ominous.

In the dark sea outside the window, the flames danced restlessly, illuminating the shadows emerging from the sea, one after another, hundreds and thousands, they came with the waves.

It seemed endless.

A faint stench of fishiness came from the wind.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the door. Carol half-knelt outside the door, pushed open a gap, and reported: "The ocean current is accelerating, they are here ahead of time, please follow me to the underground shelter."

There was silence, no one responded.

In the gradually rising hissing sound, Shi Dong bowed his head and pondered, like a stone statue.

Only the monotonous sound of the life-support equipment operating echoed in the room.

For a long time, for a long time.

"What do you want, Ye Qingxuan? "

The old man slowly raised his head, stared into the young man's eyes, looked at his face again, and redefined what he saw.

He asked, "If this is just the case for you, then what are you plotting?"

"Of course it's for 'power', Elder Stone."

Ye Qingxuan answered frankly, without any concealment, "I want to gain power, to gain power that everyone will look up to me.

If Anglu can give me power, I will save Anglu. If the Holy City is in my way, then I will declare war on the Order.

I want to change the world, and no one can stop me.

For me, the Eastern Expedition is just a small part of the plan. Whether it is a glorious death, the reconstruction of a new court, or the sacred Eastern Expedition, I will give it to you.

Please be loyal to me, Elder. "

The white-haired young man looked at him and told him:

"--I have more things that can change the world! "

In silence, Shi Dong stared into his eyes.

The cloudy pupils turned red, and an inhuman breath rose from the decayed body. Fatigue and sleepiness disappeared, replaced by an iron-like glow.

It was like a dying evil ghost opening his eyes and staring at the person in front of him. His eyes were like a burning sword, tearing apart all disguises and cowardice, distinguishing the true from the false, and piercing through the lies.

But he could not see anything.

In those dark pupils, it seemed as if there was a huge wind tunnel, quiet and deep, swallowing all the suffering into it continuously, never to return.

"It's like returning to the abyss."

Shi Dong raised his hand, wanting to touch those eyes, but he was in awe and did not dare to offend. After a long time, he held up the holy belt in his hand to Ye Qingxuan, as if holding a heavy crown.

He said, "Please bow your head. "

Ye Qingxuan bent down, half-knelt on the ground, and let him put the solemn holy belt on his shoulders.

This time, the dark golden scriptures on the holy belt were no longer silent, as if the souls sleeping in it were awakened, and they glowed with the scorching sun and burned fiercely.

Ye Qingxuan stood up and looked at the holy belt on his shoulders, and then heard a uniform voice.

That was all the old people taking a step forward at the same time, they half-knelt on the ground, lowered their heads, held the greeting ceremony, and offered their loyalty without hesitation.

The sound of drawing swords rang out.

On the iron chair, Shi Dong reached out and pulled out the rusty sword from the secret compartment.

The heavy sword that had been sealed in the darkness for a long time trembled, bursting with a dragon roar, shaking off the rust and dust.

The mottled cracks and gaps could not cover up the terrifying sharpness, which had its own majesty.

In the burning night outside the window and the gradually scorching night wind, the thin old man propped up his body, dragging countless cables and electric shocks, and moved forward.

Towards Ye Qingxuan, he knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and presented his sword to Ye Qingxuan.

"The war is about to begin."

Shi Dong prayed softly: "Please bless us, Your Excellency the Great Inquisitor."

Ye Qingxuan gripped the hilt of the sword and lifted it up, but heard a hallucinatory roar, and suddenly there was a roar of overwhelming shouts in the quiet room.

It was the clanging sound of countless armors rubbing against each other. The invisible souls seemed to return as a legion, entrusting their last obsession and residual spirit to the sword.

So, the hilt of the sword was hot, like burning iron.

Then, the ridge of the sword was placed on Shi Dong's shoulder.

Ye Qingxuan looked down at him and read God's will to him:

"He who does not follow the counsel of the wicked, does not stand in the way of sinners, does not sit in the seat of the scornful, but loves the law of righteousness and meditates on it day and night, this man is blessed, and glory will be given to him."

"All the glory in the world belongs to you, sir."

The old men responded in unison with hoarse voices.

Ye Qingxuan helped Shi Dong up from the ground and returned his sword to him. Shi Dong used the sword as a staff to support his body.

The servants in sackcloth walked in from the side door, quickly removed his cumbersome robe for him, put on the steel skeleton, unplugged the cables, and wedged the new machine back into his body.

Soon, Shi Dong's thin body was covered with layer after layer of steel. Heart rate monitor, blood pump, fluid balance system, spinal syringe, intracranial oxygen supply system, and finally, a mask made of cold steel.

The oxygen smelling of motor oil rushed into the lungs, making the dying flame in the lungs burn vigorously again.

"Please follow me and watch."

Shi Dong inserted the sword into the scabbard at his waist, controlled the steel skeleton to move forward, and led Ye Qingxuan: "Let me show you the way of war of the Witch Hammer."

Ye Qingxuan walked in front and smiled:

"Then I will wait and see."

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