Chapter 37: Scum

ps1: After writing this chapter... I suddenly had the idea of ​​writing about the past stories of the crown princes... It was a short extra...

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"Jihad Square, the galaxy is in the sky, the 24 Cardinal Archbishops' roll title election..." Hannibal's eyes were a little confused, staring at the sky, "On the night when my fate was completely reversed, I was also standing under such a starry sky..."

On the holy war square, all the clergymen of the three major knights, six departments, eight halls, and nine cardinals were present. The surging holy light gathered in one place, and the immortal glow was drawn to illuminate the night sky. Twenty-four archbishops in the red chanted Hannibal's name in unison, and the bells of the Pope's hall sounded long - this meant the turning point of the fate of countless people, the transformation of new life, the choice of fate, and the call of mission. His family will be glorified by his name, because one day, he will take the rattan pole symbolizing the authority of the Holy Light from the hands of this pope, forge his own fisherman ring, and become the saint of light standing at the top of the world, the only pope of billions of believers, and the spiritual father of the vast land of Middle-earth. This supreme glory was destined to be borne by him at that moment.

He didn't know what happened to the six partners in the same position, and he came to the highest position above all tens of thousands. Caesar roared among the mountains of Arret, and Altay was experiencing the sins of people in the judgement hall at the gate of judgment. Shania looked down at the entire forgetful place in front of the Lich King's Court of the frozen throne. Shatileza met countless challengers in the Dragon Gun Arena and defeated them one by one. Chilia was in the Cloud Palace in the Palace of Clouds.

Before watching Titans respond to the call of the mage from the spiritual plane and return to the material world, Aozaki Aoki squinted his eyes in front of the sun flower field and looked at the sky above his head. Only one thing is certain: these stubborn, unrestrained, or indifferent, or ghostly friends must also have stories that cannot be told to outsiders. Just like his own thrilling but completely regretless choice, these experiences may not be magnificent, but they are beyond imagination and experience, unforgettable and unforgettable forever.

"What are you thinking?" The indifferent moonlight seemed to be twisted by an invisible hand, and then replied to normal. Hannibal knew who was coming without looking at it. He smiled in a low voice, "It's just something happened when he was young, Caesar, how did you become the crown prince?"

"Why did you ask about this?" Caesar sat on the ground, "What's there to say about the past."

"Is there any hidden secret?" Hannibal smiled, "or you, Caesar, is a very cunning guy. With a harmless intrigue of humans and animals, you have gained the support of the entire North after all the bloody plans and crowned the Heavenly King?"

"Yes..." Caesar turned around and smiled gloomyly, "The next plan is to use the secret medicine made by my baby daughter to make all the male creatures on the continent, and from dragons to ants, they must have big breasts..."

"If you have this intention, you might as well harm heaven and hell together." Hannibal laughed.

The two were silent for a while. After a long time, Caesar slowly breathed: "Actually nothing. When he was a child, he was ignorant. He was a time when he was easily deceived. He experienced some things. He was a sanity and was analyzed by an old beast full of bad water. Then he asked me if I would like to change the current situation of the internal consumption of the beasts. Then I agreed stupidly... After that, I accidentally got on the pirate ship and was trained by a group of old thieves for several years. He survived the once-in-a-century avalanche of mountains of Arite. From the north of Arite, he jumped into the frozen ocean and swam all the way to the polar ice field. He went to the super storm of the Shadow Sea to understand the way of balance. He was almost dead and alive. I can't remember how many times he had..."

"So that's it..." Hannibal laughed, "The elders of the Temple of War are so brave. Caesar, you are also hard-working. You will never die if you are tortured like this. Instead, you will continue to activate your potential. Now, you have developed the habit of constantly discovering your potential, so you can become stronger and stronger in the constant battle... Well, I didn't expect that you not only have the attributes of the ghost-like s that train people, but also a masochist."

Caesar's face turned dark and said with a grim smile: "Self-abuse? That's just done by those old hooligans. He kicked me into the frozen ocean, threw me into the sea of ​​shadows, and threw me into the avalanche to eat snow... But I'm almost advancing now. Who dares to abuse me in the world? Humph, the so-called method of attacking ghosts and animals, and the so-called bad water that is super S, do you think you are born with it?"

"..." The consul of the Light shivered silently. The elders of the Temple of War dared to squeeze Caesar into death without regard for the consequences. They were really gorillas with muscles in their heads. If they were accidentally trained to death, they would not be able to find a suitable crown prince for the remaining ten years. Without the crown prince commanding the Lunar Eclipse War, the holy land would face more variables. Is they so confident in Caesar?

...But a group of old gorillas were dealt with indecisively, and they actually cured a gorilla with ghosts and animals. Caesar survived for eight years and survived. It was exactly the old saying that the bad guys had left thousands of years. After just a few months of leaving the north, they turned upside down wherever they passed. In the future, they started a war with hell, and those demons would be in great trouble when they faced Caesar...

When Hannibal thought of this, he couldn't help but admire the barbarians' wisdom of returning to nature.

Then, the paladin's face darkened again - but fifteen years before he came, this gorilla full of indulgence and nowhere to release the aura of indulgence was so idle that he must have to tossed hard... From this, it seems that the barbarians in the Temple of War were not only not stupid but were so bad that they were so bad that they knew to send Caesar out to travel the continent and refused to let him stay in the north again... Such a scheming and conspiracy was extremely sinister, as the pope said, these barbarians were all bastards with good faces and evil hearts...

"I always feel like you're thinking about something that makes me feel very upset." Caesar's eyes glared, "Do you want to die?"

"You're thinking too much..." Hannibal smiled slightly, "I probably understand what I said so. It turns out that His Majesty, the Heavenly King, deeply understood the ills and bad situations of the Beast and Barbarian tribes when he was young, and made a great wish to change this situation. So from then on, everything you do is supported by this grand belief in your heart, coupled with endless potential and extraordinary talent, so that you can reach the current height... And most importantly, your belief comes from the love of the two tribes. As long as your intention for the two tribes has not changed for a day, your belief will never collapse, and you will continue to be strong until thousands of years later, your holy soul will be dissipated and your life will be dead. This immortal will be imprinted in the north forever, urging the two nations to continue to advance, maintaining the endless battle and guardian belief..."

"We are only in our teens and twenty years old, and we are less than eighth level. Have you talked about the things behind the holy soul disappearing thousands of years later?" Caesar narrowed his eyes and smiled, "But what we say is quite interesting... I'm going to hide it from you, Hannibal."

Caesar rose up and stared at the starry sky: "The Northland gave birth to me and raised me, and this kind of great kind must be repayed... I talked to you last time. The main force in the Northland is still the Barbarian clan and the Temple of War behind it. However, my barbarian warriors value courage and their own strength, and hate complex machinery and magic. In the long run, they will inevitably be swallowed up by the wave of technology. I have been thinking hard for a long time, and I have some experience recently... The Barbarians reject machinery and magic, but the Beasts do not. The Beasts can imitate humans to build their own technology trees and inheritance. If the Barbarians say that... I will find a way to unseal the inner flange bloodline from the World Stone."

"You want to break the World Stone?" Hannibal changed color, "This is no joke!"

"If I really want to do this, you will definitely join forces to kill me... and my barbarians will perish." Caesar smiled, "So I won't do this... But you can see the battle on Tianlang Island. My subjects and I can connect the souls with spirit through the World Stone. Not only can we convey strength, but we also seem to communicate with each other... I think it should be easy to gather the spiritual power of the entire North to awaken a person's inner flange bloodline. The awakened inner flange will definitely awaken the powerful spiritual power and then feed the spiritual power to the spiritual link network. In this way, it will be possible to form a virtuous cycle and quickly achieve the grand occasion of the awakening of the whole people..."

Hannibal opened his mouth wide, unable to hide the shock in his heart. He smiled reluctantly: "This... sounds so powerful, but it should be very difficult to implement it..."

"It's not just big..." Caesar sighed, "The spiritual network covering the entire Northland and connecting all the people. Every baby born and every old man who has passed away will be captured, gathering the spiritual sea of ​​everyone's will... Such an existence is comparable to the world stone at that time. It is not only easy to be coveted by the outside world, but also easy to attract greed even within..."

"..." Hannibal was buried for a moment, then roared, "Bastard, I'm not talking about this, bastard! I mean, building that spiritual network, do you know how difficult it is? The 8th-level wizard's mental power storm will decay to the scum after one mile bombardment. The saints only rely on rules to make their divine thoughts depend on the world and cover the continent. If you want your mental power network to cover the north, you can connect all ethnic groups and people, and you have the function of birth record and death to eliminate family members. Do you think your spiritual network is a family planning office!"

"This... I will definitely complete it. You are right. My barbarians have shouldered the important task of guarding the world's stone since the era of the inner flange. The world's stone is not only our mission and glory, but also our wealth and reliance, and the greatest reliance..." Caesar raised his eyebrows and smiled with a bright heart, "The responsible person has the power, and the power is responsible. Since everyone is connected to my soul through the world's stone, then I have the obligation to turn this supreme glory into endless benefits... This is the trust given by everyone, and my honor and belief..."

Caesar was just talking hard, but found Hannibal sitting there blankly, not knowing what he was thinking. The barbarian clapped his palms: "Hey, hey, what's wrong? I feel that this king has done that, and the barbarians will completely trample you under their feet, so are they planning any conspiracy?"

"Fart." Hannibal looked at Caesar and shook his head, "No matter whether you, a barbarian, can handle this big thing, let's talk about whether the accumulation and technology of our six holy lands are in vain? The future of the race will definitely be in the endless sea of ​​stars. One day, we will all leave this planet and march into the vast universe. You barbarians who only know how to train muscles... no matter how strong you practice, you have the ability to squeeze into the super space with your muscles!"

"That's not bad." Caesar said lightly with his hands behind his back, then turned around and asked, "...What is the hyperspace?"

"..." Hannibal's forehead burst into blue veins. Are you, an ignorant dead man, acting cute?

"Don't worry about this!" Looking at the pure desire for knowledge in Caesar's eyes, Hannibal was extremely unhappy and waved his hand randomly. "As you said, the most important question is not guaranteed. How can you create a spiritual network that unites everyone's souls together? How can you ensure that it is operated fairly, not used by those who are interested, not used in unjust places, and not cause chaos in the mainland? Could it be handed over to the gods of war in history?"

"This is the most exciting place..." Caesar took a deep breath, "When I was about to die, I would completely burn everything about myself... soul, body, strength, understanding of rules, the realm of the saint, everything was completely burned into the purest will and injected into the spiritual network, forming a endless will, guiding the operation of the spiritual network. After that, this spiritual network was completely formed. It operated according to the rules I set, awakening the whole people and conveying my will. I not only have to protect the north during my lifetime, but also to watch and protect this place after my death. I want to establish an eternal foundation for my barbarians and always point out the way forward for our tribe!"

"..." Hannibal suddenly laughed, "...you scared me, but in this case, even if you can succeed, Caesar, doesn't this mean you are trying to rule and influence the barbarians forever? Even after you die, you must use eternal and immortal thoughts to place your beliefs and wills in the spiritual network?"

"So what?" Caesar was silent for a moment, then Zhan Yan said, "I almost got deceived by you... All I did was for the future prosperity of the barbarians, for the eternal foundation of the north. If I was to say that I was hindering the rule of the future leaders of the north... I don't owe him anything! If I could live for ten thousand years, I would be the Great Caesar for ten thousand years. I wish I could lead all the tribes in the north forever, and leave a spiritual will to replace me, what is that!"

"...Oh oh oh, Emperor Caesar is mighty and domineering." Hannibal applauded without sincerity.

"So that's it..." Caesar closed his eyes for a moment, then slowly opened his eyes, "Thanks to your question, I was still a little worried about whether this kind of action would cause any trouble to the leaders later... He said, I am his ancestor, and I have greater abilities than him, and I have to keep even if I have opinions. If I don't accept it, I will wipe out my spiritual will for me, slag!"

"...Is that right?" Hannibal wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled bitterly, "...What I really hope now is that you suddenly say to me, 'I was talking nonsense just now, hahaha, you're frightened fool'."

Caesar blinked: "I was talking nonsense just now, hahaha, you're frightened fool."

"..." Hannibal glared at Caesar in a muffled manner, and suddenly burst into tears, "What's going on with this inexplicable sense of loss!"

"Just say... this is a plan that I took a long time to think about." Caesar frowned, "It's so difficult, I believe you know it too. With my current strength, it is undoubtedly a dream, but more than ten years later, it's a big battle, and I'm taking advantage of the situation and must get some useful things from hell or even heaven..."

"Hey!" Caesar looked at Hannibal, as strange as if he was looking at a good live pig. The Paladin instantly understood what Caesar wanted to say and shivered fiercely, "Die barbarian, don't even think about it!"

Caesar said this to him, and he must have wanted Rahanni to get on the pirate ship and go together to find the bad luck of the demons.

"What a stingy thing? We have joined forces once or twice. Which time will reduce your benefits?" Caesar said innocently.

"...You really have the nerve to say that." Hannibal looked at Caesar gloomyly, "Do you want me to settle the score with you? It's not that you took a big advantage, I fought desperately, you tried your best to beat the girl..."

"Is this happening?" Caesar dug his nose, "Okay okay... Next time, I'll fight desperately, will you turn to the girl?"

"It's... not right!" Hannibal's face suddenly changed, and then turned into a pig's liver. Looking at Caesar, he couldn't speak - he couldn't say anything, I can't take my sister.

But Caesar asked with a pure face, "...what is wrong?"

"Nothing is right!" Hannibal roared, "You unscrupulous queen? Palace man, suck, let's have a hair out!"

"..." Caesar turned his head and looked embarrassed, "He... he didn't have a sunbathing."

"You are shy! Let me know more shameful!" Hannibal cursed with a finger.

After a long dispute, Hannibal suppressed his sad and angry heart, took a few breaths, and smiled bitterly: "...Well, I'm a little sorry about your sister's affairs, I've never found the exact whereabouts. Yihara Yuko is like evaporating from the world. I will urge the Sacramentary Department again..."

"It's okay... My beast tribe didn't find any useful clues..." Caesar sighed softly, "I hope that as you said, Zi will not encounter any danger. Otherwise, if you try to make c.c sad, I also say that everything will destroy the Witch Night."

"Don't worry... If such a thing really happens, no holy land will let them go." Hannibal patted Caesar on the shoulder, "because such an action is a provocation to the situation where the Seven Holy lands dominate the continent... no one can save them."

"I hope this is the case..." Caesar smiled bitterly, "Sure enough, manpower is sometimes poor..."

"Okay, okay, don't worry." Hannibal's face showed a little murderous aura, "After talking about your sister, let's talk about my sister..."

"What's your sister?" Caesar's face changed, and then returned to normal, saying as if nothing had happened, "Your sister has a good talent. She knew how to fight after only one month. I'm tailoring a simple gun technique for her, with the purpose of restraining you. There are still two months left before the competition. She has mastered this gun technique in one month, and then used the last month to comprehensively fight. I'll be her opponent, so that she can understand the opponent at the level of the Holy Land Crown..."

"Just talk less nonsense." Hannibal sneered, "I don't know you yet?"

"What are you talking about?" Caesar pretended to be stupid, insisting on Qingshan not relaxing, his eyes were as pure as a spring, and he was not guilty at all. This was a powerful skill he had learned in the Temple of War God since he was a child. Even the eighth-level Saint Seiya could deceive him, "What's wrong?"

"You bastard, you want to fuck my sister, bastard! You are so brave!" Hannibal couldn't help it anymore, so he simply stopped the quarrel and started straight to the point, shouting Caesar with his finger.

"Scum?" Caesar said furiously, "You are the scum! Your whole family is scum! This is a bird's name!"

"...that's the bastard? No..." Hannibal pointed, "You filled in the race as a barbaric orc on the admission form. Is it called a barbaric beast? Haha, it's a new type of beast..."

"You bitch, do you want me to beat you?" Caesar squeezed a cloud of air and said with a grim smile.

"Oh?" Hannibal slowly stood up, patted the dust on his butt, and said slowly, "You keep the three girls in your house and shouted me out in the middle of the night. Isn't it because you have grown your skills these days and are you excited to get beaten?"

"Each of each other." Caesar loosened his muscles and bones, "You put the photo of Hideyoshi on the bed and didn't rub it, and came to the appointment excitedly. Isn't it that my skin is itchy and let me relax you?"

"...I'll rub your face." Hannibal said mutely.

"Waste, waste..." Caesar smiled strangely, "I like to cum inside."

While the two of them said boring words, the aura of the Saint Seiya and the Paladin continued to rise, which was more than a hundred times stronger than the Niu Dao Xiaoshou one month ago. The two violent forces soared into the sky like a tornado, each accumulating the power of destruction, exuding the unparalleled aura of madness and domineeringness. The Temple of War was in charge of the world's swords and weapons. It was originally a first-class killing and fierce battle, and Hannibal's aura was not inferior at all, because what he was practicing was the highest holy spirit in the world!

"Caesar!" Hannibal opened his mouth. Now his holy light has turned into six wings. The glow of the six holy light energy cuts through the sky. The hot six wings pass through the air, leaving a faint black trajectory. It is a sign that the holy light energy begins to repel space. In just a few months, the highest holy light energy of the consul of the Light actually made great progress. "This place is big and broken, and you can let go of your hands and feet, and the Bishop will also suppress the aftermath of the battle here. You don't have to worry about it!"

"So good!" Caesar looked at the sky. At about this time, several pairs of eyes had already looked here. The crown prince of the Pope Hall and the Temple of War are fighting here. In any case, this battle has the qualifications to attract attention, but what can this be? The Thunder King laughed, "I also want to know whether it is your supreme holy spirit in the world that is invincible, or is my fist hard!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Caesar punched out, and the terrifying force broke through the air, forming a black vacuum, with invisible forces stacking layers and pressing towards the Holy Light Aura: "Hannibal, what I have figured out over the past month, I will use your Holy Light Aura to test my achievements!"

"Do you treat me as a whetstone? Well, let me teach you a lesson, a bold scumbag!" Hannibal shook his six wings and drew a dazzling trajectory in the air. The flow of the holy light energy intertwined, easily blocking Caesar's boxing. "Don't waste your money, your strength is amazing, but ranged attacks have never been the strength of the Saint Seiya!"

"Don't call me a scumbag! This title is really unpleasant!" Caesar said sternly, "Gild-boy!"

"...You are the gay! Your whole family is the gay!" Hannibal blushed, "You are too much!"

"Grandson!" Caesar rolled his eyes and said coldly.

"..." Hannibal said nothing, and his six wings flapped into the sky. The holy light suddenly bloomed and turned into a sword of holy light that was staring at. Due to the sharpness, he kept swallowing and spitting out his murderous intent, looking down at Caesar's figure coldly. The next moment, the sky was blazing and the sky fell down, falling towards Caesar.

"Barrel..." Caesar sneered and soared into the sky, "Hannibal! I don't use the secret technique of dragon roar, the power of the soul army, the element of thunder and fire, and the inheritance of the demon dragon, just use the martial arts of my Temple of War to match your holy brilliance!"

"The scumbag who robs someone of my sister! Give up! You and my sister will never have any results!" Hannibal shouted, "You have also taken away my sister. Where can I put this old face!"

"You always have to get married! It's better to take advantage of me!" Caesar shouted, breaking through the Holy Light Sword blockade with one punch, and the five fingers burst into continuous points, constantly shooting the Holy Light Sword. "Just make a decision based on the outcome of this time! If you win, be my brother-in-law, and if I win, be your brother-in-law!"

"Get out of your way! The scumbag with a face like a city wall!" Hannibal cursed, "If I win, I will be your brother-in-law!"

Hannibal said casually, but found that Caesar on the opposite side suddenly became quiet. The next moment, the terrifying power suddenly burst into the direction of the barbarian. The violent whirlwind was actually very prosperous, and it rolled up to be as strong as the hurricane. It even smashed the holy spirit of the thorns with its momentum. In the whistling wind, the barbarian roar was shocking, and the hurricane did not hide the slightest: "Dare you dare to attack my sister! Gay man, are you looking for death!"
Chapter completed!