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Chapter five hundred and seventy-eight the taste of soil

When one party began to take the first step in his school life, Qinggong turned around and flew towards the seventh school district.

"The Chairman was summoned urgently?" In the air, Qing Palace's face looked a little bad, "What's going on?"

"We don't know either." Yunchuan Qinya's voice sounded from Qinggong's mind, "It's just that the Council issued an order and arrived at the base and asked me to inform you to come back as soon as possible."

"Damn..." Qing Gong couldn't help rolling his eyes, "It's not that the stagnant air return has been revealed, right? This is exposed too quickly, right?"

"I don't think it's very similar." Yunchuan Qina was also a little worried, but her tone was still calm. "If it were this, I'm afraid the 'group' would be the most unlucky. After all, the analysis of the stagnant and the others was done by Group and the others. We just knew the information and we couldn't be the first to come to us."

"What he said makes sense." Thinking of the latter's slutty look when he met Tu Yu Gate in the hospital today, Qinggong couldn't help but nodded, "I just saw the guy Tu Yu Gate today. If it was really dangerous, I'm afraid he wouldn't be so leisurely..." Speaking of this, he couldn't help frowning in confusion, "But if it weren't for this, what else would the chairman want to find me?"

"this......"

"Forget it, I'll go and have a look." Seeing that Yunchuan Qina couldn't answer this question, Qinggong couldn't help but sigh, "Anyway, I'm almost here."

I slowly raised my head and saw the dark and towering building without windows in my eyes.

......

Landing in front of the windowless building, Qinggong entered the building with ease. Looking at the figure who had been soaked in liquid for decades and wearing green surgical gowns, Qinggong couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Yaresta Crowley, what exactly does he want to do?

Why did the magician, who was once the most powerful in the magic world suddenly abandon everything to build this scientific city? And as the once noble magician, why are he now trying to destroy all magic? What are the plans after plans that flow from his cold mechanical brain?

neither knows.

He is like a mysterious prophet, or an educator who makes everything public. His tone is more gentle than the holy Son, but his methods of doing things are sometimes more like a desperate thug. Such complex and contradictory elements are gathered together, and it is the human in front of him. Perhaps, only the word human can describe the various complexities in him.

"Your thoughts seem to be very sporty." Yaresta's soft mechanical voice slowly rang in the space. "Are you thinking about something?"

"I'm just curious." Qing Palace did not hide it and said softly, "Is there anything wrong with the chairman looking for me?"

"Ah, that's a big deal, but it's just a reminder." Yaresta chuckled, and a few bubbles floated in the blood-red liquid, "to prevent you from falling on the muddy ground."

"I don't think I'll make such a mistake." Qing Gong frowned slightly and looked up at the test tube where Yaresta was, "What's wrong with it?"

"Just the day before yesterday, the member of the Right Seat of the Roman Orthodox God, the rear water officially issued a notice to the British Puritanism and the Academic City, an announcement to us in a very gentlemanly way, intending to snipe you and Katsujo Toma." Yaresta smiled faintly, "Although his tone was polite, in my opinion, this notice was more like a war post."

The water behind! Qinggong suddenly shook his heart, and he remembered something he had forgotten in an instant.

No wonder Aresta would come here specially! A golden light flashed in Qinggong's eyes, and his brows subconsciously frowned.

Think about it carefully, isn’t this time the water behind us coming to attack Shangyou?

Although I don’t know what day I was born, the Battle of Anbu has now subsided, and the enemy I mainly deal with next is the right sedan of the God from the Roman Orthodox Church!

Once upon a time, the only target of the Roman Orthodox Church was Shangjoo, but now he brought him with him. This made the Qing Palace a little funny. After it was ridiculous, he had to consider countermeasures.

"Although I don't care, the water in the rear just said the target directly?" Qing Gong raised his head and stared at Yaresta. "After all, I am also the scientific side. Isn't he afraid of causing war when he does this?"

"While giving us a letter to the British Puritans, in addition to the letter to the British Puritans, there are also corpses from the left." Yaresta's mechanical voice was as dull as usual, as if it was just a dull little thing, "From this matter, I think we can probably guess the determination of the Roman Orthodox Church."

"Is the left side dead?" Qing Palace showed a look of surprise and gloating expression, "This is really a good thing. But to put it this way... was it the Roman Orthodox Church's move?"

"The reason is that I have hurt tourists coming to the Vatican many times." A faint sarcasm appeared in Yaresta's voice, "But I guess it was the hand of Yu Shi in the rear."

"Is that right? He is so cruel to his own people. It's no wonder he made such a choice." Qing Gong nodded, "But this is indeed something that the water in the rear did."

Although they are hostile to each other, the Qing Palace is still quite impressed by the character of the water behind him. He is a true saint. His concept of a knight was deeply rooted in his heart, making him always a solid position in the Roman Orthodox Church. Whether it is to be friends or enemies, it is a comfortable thing.

For the sake of himself and Nagajo, a battle between the Roman Orthodox Church had started. How could the Roman Orthodox Church, with such determination, care whether to start a war with the scientific side?

"The water in the rear has left the Vatican, and is currently unknown, and may sneak into the school city at any time." Yaresta's voice sounded in the dark. "Although the British Puritans have launched assistance and sent people to protect Katsujo Tomo, I still want to inform you about your situation."

"That level of power is not something that can be traced at present."

"Understand." Qing Gong nodded, "In other words, it's very dangerous for me to follow Shangjoo now, right?"

"The situation has been informed to you now," Yaresta did not answer the Qing Palace's question, but opened his eyes slightly, looked at the boy below, and said softly, "What are you planning to do?"

"How to do it?" Hearing this sentence, Qing Gong's mouth curled slightly, "Is this still necessary?"

"Although I may not be able to beat it, I always have to try it." Qing Gong gently raised his palm, "Maybe I might fall heavily in the mud this time, but when I fall, I will pull that guy down together!"
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