omniscient god

"You will meet more people in the future." He Le said firmly.Although I never asked, Ofir seemed very young, not much different from He Le's age, and his life was still very long.In the long journey of life, no one can tell what will happen.

"There will be no more dazzling existence than you."

His unexpected answer made He Le's ears burn instantly.

How could Ofir say such things so calmly... If it were the thin-skinned He Le, it would be impossible for him in his life to say such confession-like words without blushing.

"Uh... tonight's fireworks are also very dazzling..." He didn't know how to answer, he said indiscriminately.

Ofir noticed his red ears, and changed the subject with a smile: "The ritual fireworks of the Demon Fallen Festival are also very beautiful."

"Have you ever seen the fireworks of the Demon Race? What is Fallen Heaven Festival?" The novel vocabulary made He Le put aside the embarrassment just now.

"I was lucky enough to see it once before. The Fallen Festival is a traditional festival of the demons. It is held every year. As the name suggests, it commemorates the day when the member of the demons, Labra, fell into the sky."

He Le sighed: "Really! I hope to have the opportunity to watch it with you in the future!" The fireworks of the demon race... must be different from those of the human race.What are the demons in the Eland world like?He pictured demons with horns in his mind.If possible, I would really like to see it with my own eyes.

Ofir didn't answer him again, and looked at the dark blue night sky of the royal capital behind He Le.After a short pause, a new round of fireworks exploded, and He Le's attention was drawn away. Amidst the noise, Ofir quietly replied to his back: "Thank you for inviting me to the banquet."

This insignificant sentence was swallowed up by the noise, as if nothing had happened.

Ten minutes later, the two came to the palace and followed the waiter into the banquet hall.

The hall was full of guests, and all the princes and nobles gathered here.In addition to the nobles, there are more noble and powerful people. The mysterious aura emanating from them makes the entire hall gather flowing elements. The brilliance of the elements lights up the surroundings, and the banquet hall is like a dreamland.

Clerics of the Knights of Light are stationed inside and outside the palace, wearing pure white armor or uniforms, with weapons on their waists and backs, patrolling back and forth.There are more members of the Knights in the banquet hall, and they stand by the wall to maintain the law and order in the venue.In fact, as far as the members of the Light Knights went, no one dared to provoke trouble here.What are you kidding?That's the Knights of Light, people from the church!It is useless to offend the Church of Light, even if you flee to the ends of the earth.

He Le and Ofir, who came from the Academy of Magic, were out of tune with the atmosphere in the arena.He Le had never participated in such a solemn and grand dinner party, but he had a peaceful mind and found an inconspicuous corner to eat and chat with Ofir.

There are buffet tables everywhere in the hall, and the white porcelain plates are filled with all kinds of strange food. He Le ate happily, holding the small plates, and circling around the long table.When encountering novel dishes that he doesn't understand, he directly asks Ofir, who will answer him carefully.Since he had Ofir by his side, he wore goggles less frequently, and even Acha was laid off.

Besides, wearing formal attire and goggles is too unique for this banquet.

The dinner will officially begin after the signing of the peace treaty, and the atmosphere will reach a climax with the admission of the congressmen of the twelve races.

The councilors took their seats at the front of the hall one by one. He Lezao was very interested in other races in the Eland world, so he dragged Ofir around.It was even better than the mysterious aura emanating from the guests in the original hall. Just getting close, He Le's fingers couldn't help trembling under the powerful pressure.Not to mention, MPs haven't quite worked their magic.

terrible……

He Le's eyes fell on a blond man with a beard, he knew him, and he was a member of the Dragon Clan who lived with them in the underground bunk.The man still looked slovenly, and he was conspicuous among the visiting guests.

Some of the councilors are holding skulls, some have a small red flower on their heads, some have bat wings, feathers or animal tails, some have fish fins in their ears, and there is a boy-like person who is looking at everyone beside him. A lady-like girl is courteous...

The congressmen of the twelve races seem to have personalities, He Le wiped his sweat.

"I didn't see His Excellency the Pope." Ofir said suddenly.

Hearing this, He Le also looked around. There were 12 people who were right, but the Pope was not there.

"Is the pope a member of the human race?" He Le asked.

Ofir nodded: "His Majesty Rosenbel attended the dinner instead of him, but today's signing was originally in charge of the king."

When all the congressmen were seated, there was warm applause in the banquet.His Majesty the King stepped onto the stage amidst applause. He was holding a roll of parchment with a red satin tied on it. It was the key to tonight's banquet—the peace treaty of the twelve races.

"Welcome members of the race." The young King Rosenbel looked around the audience and cleared his throat. "Tonight, our world of Elland will open a new chapter in history—"

Open a new chapter in history.

He started with a short sentence, but he didn't finish it.Unfortunately, he never had the chance to continue.

A gunshot interrupted his long-planned speech, and his forehead was also hit.Under the eyes of everyone, the young king was bleeding from his forehead. He pursed his lips and widened his eyes, as if he didn't know what happened.

"Ah, ah..." He supported the podium, his feet were unsteady, his body swayed from side to side, and finally fell to the ground.

All this happened within a few seconds, and by the time the guards of the knight order reacted, His Majesty the King had died.The scene suddenly fell into chaos, and the knights rushed to the place where the gunshots were fired——

The most dangerous betrayer is the hidden side of man himself.

He Le turned his head blankly...

The murderer who killed the king was Ophir beside him.

At this moment, his right hand is holding a silver-white pistol/gun, and the muzzle of the gun is aimed at the place where the king fell in front of him. There is a gentle smile on his face as always.

Pushing and shoving, the unconscious He Le was squeezed out by the guards of the Knights of Light.They rushed forward and surrounded Ofir.

"Drop your weapons!" the leader snapped.

Ofir didn't listen to them at all, and laughed twice, his figure flickered, and disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he stood on the podium.

It's space teleportation magic!

This person can use high-level magic easily and quickly!

The priests on the stage who were trying to rescue the king were blasted away by him with a strange air current. He kicked away the king's body indifferently, and picked up the bloody peace treaty in his hand.

Ofir shook the dust on the parchment, faced the crowd, and took off the big glasses he had been wearing all along—

"I'm very sorry for disturbing everyone." He bowed to everyone present, "Please put away your ready weapons."

How could the guard do what he said and cast magic to attack the culprit who caused the chaos.All kinds of spells couldn't touch Ofir at all, and he was absorbed by the black vortex about half a meter in front of him and disappeared.

He set up a magic shield, and no attack could affect him.

"Red...red eyes!" Someone suddenly exclaimed.

It was only then that everyone noticed Ofir's flirtatious scarlet pupils after he took off his glasses.

"Why are you disobedient..." He said helplessly, "Okay, don't let boring attacks interrupt our grand Ten Thousand Years Ceremony."

"Everyone is meeting for the first time, my name is Thirteen, and I am the representative of the newly born No.13 race - the Machine Race."

His self-introduction silenced the audience instantly, and even the Knights of Light stopped attacking.After a brief silence, the venue was boiling with discussions.

"Please allow me to continue hosting this Ten Thousand Years Ceremony." Ofir-Thirteen was very satisfied with the reaction at the scene. He put his right hand on his chest and said generously: "Our dear Majesty Rosenbel is a kind and cowardly man. people, cowardly enough to sign stupid racial peace treaties."

He raised the blood-stained treaty in his hand, looking crazy.

"What a joke to our beautiful goddess! War is the most suitable way of survival for this world. Only war can select the strongest race! Only war can save us! Save the world of Eland!"

His voice trembled.

"The ridiculous peace treaty, the kind of thing that violates the rules, is not allowed to exist in this paradise!"

A flame appeared in Thirteen's palm, and the treaty book was twisted and burned in the flame, turning into a ball of ashes.He took a deep breath to calm his over-excited emotions.

"For thousands of years, the world of Eland has been immersed in endless wars, so our civilization has developed rapidly. Only war can make the race progress and make us stronger."

"On behalf of the machine race, I officially declare war on the other twelve races—"

"Let us use war and killing to write a new history of the world of Eland on this special day of the Ten Thousand Years Ceremony!"

He opened his arms and made a final declaration with intoxication on his face: "A new era has arrived, and the story has begun. I, Thirteen, named this great era 'Glorious Age'!"

"My Lord have mercy on me, my Lord loves me."

"My Lord have mercy on me, my Lord loves me."

Thirteen clasped his hands together, with a solemn expression, and prayed devoutly, just like he used to pray for the dead monsters.

"May I be bathed in the grace of God, and God will always be with me."

After finishing the last crazy speech, he left the stunned crowd, snapped his fingers, and completely disappeared from the podium.

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The first act is over!Kaisen!

Next, let's see how He Le corrects this deep well ice!

Act Two: The Game of the Gods