Volume 16: The Wheel of Reincarnation Chapter 33: Old World, Betrayal
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The atmosphere in the hall was unusually depressing, as if everyone was bearing some invisible burden.
The colorful carvings and golden patterns around did not attract even a little attention from these businessmen. The fat-headed businessmen were so focused on the problems in front of them that they even forgot about the surrounding environment and some details that they should have noticed.
For example, most people began to sweat, tugged at their collars unnaturally, and began to make some rough and panicked gasps. Even those with extraordinary powers sat silently in their chairs, looking at the documents in their hands and around them, and refused to make even the slightest sound. As if they were afraid that their actions would affect some unknown terrifying existence, everyone maintained a creepy and strange silence.
Businessmen wouldn't even show such an expression when faced with a life or death decision, and generally, if they did, it would only be for one occasion.
That is, they have to bet their entire fortune and go to the ring to take a terrible gamble.
"…Are we really going to make a decision?"
After a long time, a burly man twisted the ruby ring on his finger nervously and looked at the people around him cautiously.
"Although we have already conducted a screening and review and have confirmed that we will make such a decision in the end, because the impact is so huge, I sincerely want to ask you this question again... Do you really want to make such a decision?"
"Um."
The several-meter-tall humanoid head stared at the ceiling, looking at the mural depicting humans following freedom and walking out of the demon kingdom, and said in a dull voice:
"Isn't this what we are united for? Since you are all here, it means that everyone is prepared. Right? Then there is nothing to say. Just like our ancestors did, we are only making the same choice now . Although this choice is really... difficult."
"I really don't know how our ancestors could bear such pressure..."
"Believe me, I've faced several meetings like this, and every time I wondered if we were crazy, but every time we made this decision."
"But this is really crazy. This is not a gamble, this is a premeditated suicide. Previous generations have never faced this situation, but we still have to do it according to the rules of the past? I feel like we are now driving towards the abyss of death."
“Maybe previous generations thought the same way?”
As several people talked, the entire parliament hall suddenly became lively, and everyone began to express their opinions and views with a nervous look on their faces.
Although their abilities and talents were different, they were indeed free and equal in this hall. Everyone could speak freely and express their opinions. Of course, most of them were meaningless expressions of fear and anger. They felt that their lives might be wasted. Because it was obvious that this Pale Crusade was fundamentally different from the previous generations.
Although each generation of the Pale Crusade was filled with killing and terror , no generation had ever been so close to destruction. In the past, no one believed that the Temple could destroy the demons, because the number of demons was simply endless, and war was just a business. But now as the situation gradually changed, everyone's views have changed a little. They all watched as one terrible army after another set sail from their respective planets, riding on spaceships or floating cities, or biological warships and other things to march into the depths of the universe.
This was not a chaotic rhythm led by a disorganized vassal army. On the contrary, it looked like a terrible horn of counterattack. Under the guidance of the rift that spanned the entire galaxy, those inexplicable teams appeared and disappeared one after another, like ghosts in the sea of stars.
The only thing that can be confirmed is that each of their teams can deal a devastating blow to the demons.
The traces on the map had to be rewritten every day, the star map was changing every moment, and the demon's territory began to shrink and retreat at the speed of light. All of this came inexplicably, and such a terrible collapse had never happened in the previous world. However, what was in front of everyone was that this pale expedition was obviously different in strength from the past, but the effect was far greater than the previous terrifying expeditions, and even directly broke through several lines of defense and directly reached the heart of the demon.
As for what happened, everyone knew it. That was because those forces in the universe that were not keen on fighting the demons united under the guidance of interests. They began to work together and launched endless attacks on every fortress and stronghold of the demons under the guidance of the Holy Light.
Even a demon cannot monitor everyone's thoughts all the time. Not only is it boring, but the amount of magic power consumed by monitoring alone makes the demon extremely disgusted.
However, there is no way to detect it, which means there is no way to know what they are going to do.
Especially the best of these teams, there is no way of knowing what those monsters that will never die are thinking.
Therefore, it was the existence of the Undead Hall that prompted them to make up their minds.
The potential shown by the lower-level organization named "Undead Hall" can be basically perceived by anyone who is not blind. They are a group of immortal monsters who are keen on their so-called adventures in this world and do not care about any interests or related things.
What attracted them were all strange things. They didn't like artworks but preferred crude weapons. They were unwilling to accept culture but were familiar with all kinds of strange history. If it weren't for the initial hesitation, these invincible guys should have been their biggest help. But with some hesitation and some misguided decisions, they lost the largest base of these monsters, and the remaining ones were not a big deal.
So whether considering the future or the present, whether it is the possibility of the future Undead Hall or the current state of the Pale Crusade, it is time to make a choice.
"…Then this is the final vote."
Knocking on the table, the man with a sad face holding a briefcase said miserably:
"Let's start the secret ballot. Shall we launch an attack on the Undead Hall in three days and declare war on the Holy Temple?"
