Imperial Treasure

The strategists were Su Zimu on the upper floor and Yhan Qingwu below. Gong Jiu and others had combat experience, while Ye Zixu and Huang Long were masters of control. It was a team of exceptionally high standards.

Their combat specifications were second only to the Void-breaking.

Because... the 4S had arrived!

Upstairs, Su Zimu had already seen the battle scenes through the camera on Gong Jiu’s chest. She remained expressionless and exchanged a glance with Chu Muzhe.

It seemed that the people on the Imperial Guards’ side had also joined the battle.

There was fierce fighting on the lower floors. What about the top floor?

The Pope had appeared.

He seemed like a rather ordinary old man, dragging a robe with a not too long nor too short tail. He was refined, gentle, and kind-eyed.

He was followed by several red-robed Archbishops and a group of priests with restrained power, along with knights appearing in a V formation.

Out of place was an elder in a tattered brown-red robe who looked as if he hadn’t bathed in years, yet he wasn’t covered in any dust. In fact, he was spotless, cleaner than anyone.

This person must be the first Ascetic Monk, Lang Jiluo; the person beside him was also an Ascetic Monk, just slightly younger. Sui Yi, recalling the memories instilled by Mo Ke, guessed that he was Vatican’s second Ascetic Monk, Puluo.

Looking at Bai Long not far away, he too was an Ascetic Monk; Vatican’s ascetic practice was vastly different from Egypt’s.

At the very least, Egypt’s Ascetic Monks did not practice abstinence; they indulged instead.

Sui Yi’s gaze swept over these people and landed on the Pope.

The Pope seemed not to care about her and Agoleus. He was the most powerful Prophet of this century, of this world. He had dominated for centuries, even before Sui Yi was in this place.

Excluding the background of the High Priest, Sui Yi had to admit this person’s position as the native leader on Earth.

He folded his hands, placing them below his abdomen, and said formally and rigorously, "Everyone present, this is a great Empire Era."

His hands didn’t move, but many instinctively looked toward this simulated burial site, vast and magnificent, able to glimpse at how strong the dynasty that built this tomb was.

"But it does not belong to us."

The Pope repeated, "Yes, it does not belong to us!"

"This is an Empire Era from another space-time, distant in space and far older in time. They represent an exceptionally unified and mighty dynasty, unlike the chaos and mediocrity of our world."

Sui Yi had already sensed that everyone present had completely focused their minds.

The Pope cut to the chase, but almost seductively, he succeeded in pulling these people into the theme of the Empire Era.

She was surprised by his directness and ease and further realized that the Pope was at ease because many people present were followers of the Vatican. The foundation of faith gave the Pope a significant advantage.

And now...

Sui Yi noticed Agoleus was somewhat disdainful of this, but the Skeleton Society people were very vigilant.

The theme was about to begin, right?

"Our world lacks a complete and mighty era. Don’t you all think so?"

Ancient Rome, Genghis Khan of the Yuan Dynasty, or the United Kingdom’s hegemony, or even later when the M Nation dominated, never truly achieved global domination.

Power concentrated centrally, orders given and none dared defy—this is the true meaning of domination.

And the Empire Era concept mentioned by the Pope was evidently aimed at globalization.

Many of the national leaders present had complex expressions, some bewildered, some worried, but most were eager to try.

Of course, except for leaders like Shun who understood it all, most of the renowned nobility were amazed.

Empire Era?

What does the Pope mean by this?

Someone asked.

The Pope smiled faintly, like Buddha picking a flower, "Following God’s will, let the divinely appointed human emperor inherit its power and build the Empire Era."

"Of course, you don’t need to panic, just watch."

He finally raised his hand, towards Agoleus... the boy behind him.

"Agoleus, do you not intend to let the Holy Son accept God’s power?"

This posture seemed as if Agoleus was going to hand over Zhao Nian willingly.

The people of the Vatican all looked towards the Skeleton Society’s members.

One white, one black.

The confrontation was intense.

Is this going to be a separate battle?

It’s impossible to let other forces off so easily!

Shun, Eton, and others all appeared solemn.

Demon Scorpio and Taimeng exchanged a glance, a complex look in their eyes.

"Hehe," Agoleus chuckled, sweeping his gaze over everyone, "Empire Era, an interesting concept, but doesn’t His Holiness the Pope consider the opinions of others? Perhaps some do not agree with imperial unity."

Some might pretend to not understand the so-called Empire Era or truly comprehend it wholesomely, but imperial unity was so obvious. Everyone present belonged to the global elite—how could they not understand? Even the youngest generation like Chark activated their cells, looking incredulously at their parents, who were clearly also shocked.

Imperial unity?

How many countries on Earth, each upholding national sovereignty and independence, is there any willing to be annexed?

Is the Vatican crazy, or is the Skeleton Society crazy!

Cao Qijun finally understood the veiled attitude of the European Nobility and her niece.

They were waiting here!

The couple grasped hands, unwilling to let go.

Can we leave early?

There’s a faint premonition of doom.

The Pope revealed the theme, and Agoleus forced everyone to take a stance.

What scheming bitches!

Many cursed silently in their minds, but outwardly, they remained silent like quails.

Come on, Crab, let’s have a go!

Where is a crab not afraid of these two overlords?

"I agree."

"I also agree."

Demon Scorpio and Taimeng stated their positions directly, efficiently.

While Lin, sitting on the sofa beside, said softly, "I agree."

Good.

The entire TP Alliance agreed!

This means anyone who disagrees is also an enemy of the TP Alliance.

Everyone else is fuming.

The European Nobility Alliance remains silent; they are waiting for the right moment, the time hasn’t come yet to force them to take a stand.

"Just now I seemed to hear the Pope say that so-called Empire Era unification doesn’t need warfare, which means there’s no need for us to fight each other, so whether we agree or not doesn’t matter."

The older, the wiser, Eton spoke slowly and calmly.

The Pope laughed, "Eton, you get me!"

Eton smiled too, "Yes."

The two old men exchanged smiles, good friends for life?

Ha ha.

"Ah, so indeed, not many people understand me?" said Agoleus, his smile half-hidden. "I meant that once unified, the final core of power—will it be the Skeleton Society, or..."

His finger swept past the Vatican people, landing on the Pope.

"Or him!"

Three words shook the entire space.

Agree to the Empire Era?

Are you kidding!

What he wants is these people’s positioning!

In the top floor, all the heads of forces and world-famous figures remained silent.

Positioning, black or white, it’s a life and death choice.

Only the Pope and Agoleus can throw out this choice and compel others to make it.

Su Zimu and Mo Ke exchanged glances; as Sui Yi predicted, the two were enacting a double act, forcing these people to take a stand prematurely, then vying for Dou Tian Shu’s power.

Maximize power, minimize risks.

However, when it comes to positioning, no one really knows who they favor... or fear more until the very last second.

Shun and others had analyzed many possibilities before, but really, at this moment, any data or analysis seems laughable.

Everything is like a bird flying across the leaders’ minds...

"I, Bai Long... am more submissive to faith."

Bai Long took a step and appeared on the Vatican’s side, along with Naka and others.

The strong figures of the African system all bowed under the Vatican’s banner.

Compared to the Ghost Party’s three sides, they just fell a bit short.

Demon Scorpio sneered, "I thought the only one with a say in Africa was the Priest Posayi."

Bai Long sneered too, "The matters of Africa aren’t for outsiders to comment on."

Had it been usual times, Bai Long’s assertiveness wouldn’t have worked, but the problem now is... Posayi isn’t here.

Did she not come?

She did.

But not on the top floor, more like a signal—she doesn’t care about this, or she has her own business.

So it’s clear, those present get to speak!

Demon Scorpio and Taimeng frowned, that woman really didn’t show up?

Strange.

Agoleus glanced past Bai Long and others, indifferent but merely said, "What about the others?"

Those who’ve positioned are not scary; it’s the neutral ones that are most troubling. Naturally, in time the first targets for elimination would not be each other but the neutrals!

Shun and others naturally grasp this.

How could Eton and others not understand it, counting the forces before them...

"Europe’s Eton, the Underground City’s Yao, The Gate’s Shun, Central Plains’ Gu Qi, oh~~ Northern Ice Wolf Clan’s Brook didn’t come today~~ so Ecks, you can speak, and Adventure King, since you’ve arrived, why not reveal yourself?"

The Pope’s attitude was mild and friendly, yet those named were locked by the Qi Mechanism one by one.

Interestingly, the Pope omitted Sui Yi.

Perhaps hoping she won’t disrupt the current lovely scene.

As for His Majesty Adventure King...

Sui Yi turned her face and saw beside the left railing, where the transparent shield was uneven, a person appeared.

Adventure King looked like a mixed race, with slightly tan-reddish skin, rugged features, blue eyes, but exceptionally tall build, wearing camouflage military pants, just a sleeveless vest on top, a dagger tied to his arm, a wolf-headed short sword on his waist, quite mighty and ferocious, emerged from the shield glass and spoke mildly, "His Holiness the Pope killed one of my disciples fifteen minutes ago, now talking to me about positioning, I’m afraid you’re at a disadvantage."

Sui Yi and Agoleus both glanced at the figure protruding from the wall...

Adventure King’s disciple?

"I think with Adventure King’s wit, you wouldn’t dispatch such a foolish person to test me, so he must have come on his own, a disobedient and foolish disciple. Adventure King might even want to dispose of him himself too, wasn’t I helping you?"

Regarding self-justification, no one among all the people under the heavens is better than the Pope.

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