Apostle of Cthulhu

In the main hall of the Divine Tribunal, in front of the judgment table that is more than ten meters high, all the Divine Tribunal members in the empire gathered here.

The top of the Divine Tribunal can directly see the sky, which is shaped like a bullet. The sunlight at noon can directly penetrate into the circular hole on the top, and then illuminate the sun pattern on the ground of the main hall.

Today is the last divine tribunal meeting before the final ruling.

"I believe everyone knows the reason for holding the meeting today, right?" The current leader of the Divine Tribunal sat in the middle of the circular trial table, looking around without looking at his feet, "Two weeks Then comes the final decision of His Majesty the King, Egbert Bader. We need to select a group of divine council members to go to the Privy Council to participate in the final decision. Do any of you want to recommend yourself? "

No one spoke, because self-recommendation was of no use.

For the Divine Tribunal, this person can already be called a dictator with one hand. Even if someone wants to recommend himself, the final spot will still be reserved for the person he wants to give it to.

Seeing that no one spoke, he opened his eyes.

When this person mentions his name, no one may remember him, but when he mentions what he has done, someone will definitely recall it.

This guy was the old man who had met before at Manburg Port with Beverly Shelley, who was still serving as a judge of the Tribunal at the time.

"It seems that your initiative still needs to be improved." The old man shook his head silently, "Why don't you learn from Miss Shelley? After she was demoted to a judge, she worked hard every day to propose the empire. A lot of police effort was spent on pests.

"This is why she can still sit among you today! There are a total of thirty-two divine council members here, and it seems that many of them don't know what their mission is."

Beverly, who was sitting among the crowd, was mentioned inexplicably and raised her eyebrows.

"Answer me!" the old man said passionately, "What is the mission and mission of our Divine Tribunal?!"

"In order to lead the world towards light, we have to raise the pests that are causing harm to the world!" someone replied.

"Very good!" The old man nodded, "Then tell me, what Egbert Bader did is considered a pest?"

No one answered.

Because many of them actually had no idea what Egbert had done. This series of farce was just a conspiracy planned by the upper-class nobles and ministers who were fighting for power.

Seeing that no one answered him, the old man looked very disappointed, "What is the difference between you and Egbert Bader?"

Everyone looked at each other.

"Tell them! Miss Beverly Shelley, what was Egbert Bard's greatest sin?"

No...I don't know if you ask me...

After being called by name, Beverly had no choice but to stand up, with an impatient expression on her face as always, "Uh... Egbert's sin?"

"Yes! Please tell them loudly!"

How could I possibly know what he did... Wasn't I also in the Wallis area during the Chila City incident?

Sighing in her heart, Beverly made up a reason casually, "His sin... is probably his inaction."

"That's right!" The old man interrupted Beverly at this moment, and added, "In the eyes of outsiders, the wanted Si Wei is the culprit of the Zhila City incident. But in fact, Si Wei Wei was sent to Zhila City by Egbert Bader. If he had not done this, Zhila City would not have faced the disaster of destruction! "

Crazy, if Si Wei doesn't stop the cave injury, who else can stop him?

Beverly didn't know how to speak. Anyway, this guy felt like there was a big problem with what he said.

Only then did the divine council members present realize that there was such a layer of secret behind the city-destroying case!

"So, do you think that, as the man behind the Zhila City incident, Egbert Bader... is still qualified to continue to be the king and lead this era to continue?"

His tone and voice emphasized one thing, that is, he was right, and as long as he followed his own thinking, he would definitely not go wrong.

But at times like this, some different voices are always needed.

"If Egbert is not qualified to continue to lead this era... then who else is qualified? You?"

This kind of noise speech fell into the old man's ears, and to him it was like bathing himself in the dirtiest sewage.

His eyes widened and he looked around at everyone around him, almost roaring and asking: "Who is it? Who said this?!"

The voice sounded again, "Sure enough, are you too old? Can't you listen to speeches that are contrary to your own opinions? Even your ears are not working well now, and you are no longer sensitive to the positioning of sounds."

The old man was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to have heard this voice before...

He lowered his head, and there was a person standing under the ground about ten meters away.

Norris...Anderson.

"It's...it's you?!" The old man felt extremely incredible about Norris's appearance. "How could you appear here?! The Divine Inquisition Tribunal must undergo strict review before it can come in. Who brought you in? of?"

Norris took his ears and said, "Isn't it the hard worker standing there?"

Hearing this, Beverly rolled her eyes and replied: "If you talk like this next time, just turn over from the top and don't look for me to come in through the front door."

"Is it you??" The old man looked at Beverly and couldn't believe it. Beverly Shelley, who had always wanted to return to the position of the divine councilor, would actually betray him!

"Don't look at me with that look of yours," Beverly turned sideways, trying to avoid the old man's gaze, "Now I am neutral and have completely distanced myself from the Soul-Watching Doctrine and the Pantheon Cult. "

As she spoke, she took out her pocket watch from her arms.

Then... the knob was pressed.

Click——

The entire main hall of the Divine Tribunal fell silent.

None of them could move, but they could think and understand what they saw, heard, smelled, and touched.

Only, unable to move.

The only ones who can move are the old man, Norris Anderson and...Beverley herself.

"When did you...have such power?" Cold sweat ran down the old man's face. Even he was afraid of this kind of power.

Beverly smiled, from the bottom of her heart, and no one had ever seen her smile like this.

It's a pity that even an old man who has seen a smile like her can't keep any memories.

"Don't worry, this power does not belong to me.

"This is just the power I borrowed from the... extraditers of the Truth Sect."

Before the old man could speak, Norris had already appeared in front of him.

He stood in mid-air without relying on any leverage points.

Wrapped with the power of black grace, Norris also gave him a smile and said: "Now... let us deal with the things between us.

"It seems that... you told Beverly when you were in Manburg Port that when I face you, I can only choose to run away, right?

"Today, let her see with her own eyes who...is trying to escape."