Today is a memorable day. Sponsored exclusively by the Xiling Empire, hosted by the Human Alliance of Theramore, and hosted by the Kalimdor Continent's Theramore Island, Azeroth's first world's fair will be held today! Here, on behalf of all the employees of the Xiling Empire, I would like to express to all of you …
Suddenly, Lin Xue appeared in front of me and tore the speech in my hands into pieces. Then, she gave me a chop on my head.
"What kind of nonsense description is that!"
Miss Lin's chop landed solidly on my head. Of course, I tried to dodge it …
Now, we had arrived at the "Island of God" that had just been completed. We were at the top floor of the tallest building on the island, the Bubble Tower, waiting for the representatives of the various races to arrive. Since all of our actions were under the enemy's control, I was worried that the unknown commander of the enemy would take this opportunity to annihilate the representatives of the various races who came to participate in the fair. This was the simplest and most effective way to destroy the establishment of the Salvation Army. However, it seemed that my worries were unnecessary. After all, the teleportation device of the Fallen Apostles had been damaged. Previously, they had sent out so many Abyss members to ambush us. In addition, the representatives of the various races who came to participate in the fair also brought along their strongest guards. Therefore, the ambush that I had anticipated didn't come. Just now, we received news that the representatives of the Dragon race had arrived in the waters near Theramore. This was good news.
At this moment, it was easy to see how inconvenient it was for Lin Xue's superpower to be disrupted. If it was in the past, all we had to do was show Lin Xue the scene of the future, and she would know if the enemy would launch an ambush and where they would launch an ambush. But now, the girl had completely turned into a human radio station that could only forecast the weather. Suddenly losing the golden finger that she was used to using, we couldn't get used to it.
Waiting is always boring, just like us now. Those Holy Knight uncles who were standing guard with the Xi Ling Army with a face full of excitement and pride would never have thought that the Gods that they revered so much in their hearts would be so lazy behind the Gate.
Shallow Shallow was seriously telling a story to Bubble, who had fallen asleep at some point. Of course, it was also possible that he had entered the world of Magic X, Dragon X, or Transmigration X and was unable to extricate himself. My older sister was in a corner of the room, seriously reading a book called "Cookbook Encyclopedia", making me look forward to it. Sandora was squatting beside my older sister, drooling as she stared at the pictures in the book, looking as though she couldn't wait to snatch the book and eat it.
On the other side, Lin Xue, who was still in a depressed state, was crouching on the ground with a pair of pliers in one hand and a hammer in the other. She was using inhumane methods to play with a strange little black box. Speaking of this little box, it was the item that we captured from the Demon with the Broken Horn when we fought against the mutated Demons. Lin Xue specifically wanted this box, but she didn't know what it was used for. At that time, she only thought that this little black box would become something very important to her in the near future. But now, it was obvious that our Miss Lin didn't care whether this box was important or not. She only treated it as a sturdy tool to vent her anger …
On my side, Alaya was sitting on the carpet as usual, as docile as a kitten lying by her master's feet. She had placed one of her gigantic wings lightly on my leg as she enjoyed the comfort of combing her feathers. Helping Alaya comb her feathers every day had become my daily job. Speaking of which, it was strange that this slightly slow-witted little angel treasured her wings the most. It was impossible for others to even touch them, especially Little Bubble, who always wanted to pluck two shiny angel feathers to play with. Alaya treated her as the number one enemy to be on guard against. However, she was the only one who didn't have the slightest bit of wariness towards me. In fact, she even treated "letting Brother Monarch comb her feathers" as the happiest moment of the day. To be honest, I really couldn't understand where Alaya's reliance on me came from. No wonder Jingle always said that angels were the purest creatures in the world. Most of the time, you wouldn't even be able to understand their likes and dislikes. Their likes and dislikes were so pure that they came from the bottom of their hearts and had nothing to do with worldly beliefs. Ordinary people like us, who were easily influenced by the outside world, had a hard time understanding them.
The little specter Anveena stood obediently behind us, her hands naturally crossed over each other on her maid apron. She appeared to be well-trained, and although she would occasionally glance enviously in Alaya's direction, most of the time, she maintained an expression that said, "I'm just a tea girl in the background." She tried to minimize her presence among all the "VIPs" around her. Unfortunately, as the only one among us who could glow 24/7, her presence would forever be just as eye-catching as Alaya's huge wings. Ever since the ambush in the Tirisfal Forest drained all of her Divine Power, Anveena seemed to have broken through her bottleneck and made great strides in the application of Divine Power. She was even able to maintain her angelic form for more than half an hour. Before this, her best record was only seven minutes. For a specter to have such tremendous talent in the power of Holy Light, it was truly something that left one speechless.
As for Little Bubble and Pandora, this pair of sisters who had been inexplicably at odds with each other from the very start, they had now entered into their routine duel. The two little lolis sat upright two meters in front of me, staring at each other with widened eyes. Between them, a lollipop that seemed to be as important as the decision to rule the world was placed on the coffee table. This duel between the highest military commander of the Empire and the next chief construction engineer of the Empire was filled with … childlike innocence …
Under normal circumstances, a duel between the two would end with Pandora's victory. In the end, Little Bubble was still a child with the temperament of a few years old. How could she, who was naturally lively and energetic, possibly compare to the great general who had fought in wars for tens of thousands of years?
However, it seemed that there was one more person in their duel this time. On the coffee table where the lollipop was placed, there was a little thing who had been drooling for a long time.
This little fellow had completely bid farewell to her image as a goddess.
Looking at the three fellows who were dueling seriously in front of me and the group of idle people who were just waiting to die, I suddenly felt that this group of people was actually the only hope of the entire Azeroth. This was simply too miraculous.
Just as we were preparing to sleep on the floor, and Sandora and her sister had already set up the firewood on the floor to prepare the barbecue ingredients, three meticulous knocks suddenly sounded outside the door of the resting hall. Then, the voice of the Knight Uncle Anthony, who I had successfully brainwashed into a fanatical supporter of the Forgotten Ones, sounded, "Esteemed Lord Oracle, the representative of the Dragon race has arrived."
Holy Knights loved this kind of boring face-saving work. Just an hour ago, a certain uncle outside the door had just eaten and drank with us.
Speaking of which, just an hour ago …
I leaped up with lightning speed and charged to Sandora's side. I snatched a bunch of incomparably strange looking things from her mouth that could not possibly be food.
Sandora, are you really so hungry that you want to grab a grill and eat with charcoal?!
Just as I was trying my best to snatch those incomparably delicious things from Sandora's mouth, an earth-shattering wail suddenly resounded in the lounge. It turned out that the three little fellows from the duel earlier had gotten into an argument. It seemed that Jingle finally couldn't restrain her gluttony and took advantage of the fact that the knocking outside had attracted everyone's attention to suddenly break the rules and snatch away the champion's lollipop. Then, Little Bubble immediately let out a heart-wrenching wail. Pandora, on the other hand, nimbly picked up a large glass cup from the coffee table and with a loud smack, pinned Jingle, who was about to fly away with her lollipop, upside down on the table. Then, she casually took out an extra-large tactical pistol and pressed it against the cup, coolly ordering the despicable bandit inside to hand over the stolen goods. Seeing this, Anveena immediately rushed forward to comfort her little master. Shallow Shallow and her older sister, on the other hand, frantically tried to snatch the pistol from Pandora's hand. Bubble woke up from the game and looked at her crying daughter. She finally remembered her responsibility as a mother and ran to Little Bubble, whose height, appearance, and clothing looked like she was looking at a mirror. She clumsily started comforting her. Squatting on the ground and examining the black box, Miss Lin raised her head and glanced at the noisy crowd. Then, she lowered her head and continued chanting. Alaya looked at the sudden chaos around him in confusion. Then, he turned around and walked towards me — — and fell to the ground three seconds later …
In an instant, the entire lounge was in complete chaos.
Anthony, who was respectfully waiting outside the door, listened to the loud noises coming from the lounge that sounded like a demolition site. His square face was filled with astonishment. Beside him, Sicarro, who was also in charge of security for this gathering, glanced at Anthony with a sympathetic expression before patting his shoulder.
"At this time, you just need to smile … Right, look, I still have a few plates here …"
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