Chapter 1208: Chapter 1176: Ling Yudao Requests Aid
"I disagree!" The four words crashed against everyone’s hearts like a raging storm.
Everyone turned to look, only to see Lin Yi dressed in a red robe symbolizing the identity of the Divine Son, with a golden emblem of the church embroidered on it.
However, at this moment, everyone’s gaze was not on Lin Yi’s face, but on his shoulder: the Jade Qilin!!!
Holy Beast!
The Jialan King actually possesses a Holy Beast, a Legendary Level combat pet.
Is it a gift from the Pope to him as the Divine Son?
Nobody knows!
Or maybe it’s a delusion.
Just a few days of absence, and now the demeanor Lin Yi exhibits seems almost like a different person compared to before.
Does he appear more powerful than before?!
Amidst everyone’s bewilderment at Lin Yi’s transformation, a voice tinged with concealed anger suddenly resounded:
"Why... witnessing the Divine Son yet not bowing, are you intending to oppose our church?"
The church’s Cardinal Holland suddenly appeared beside Lin Yi, addressing the crowd frozen in the hall.
As soon as Holland appeared, people gradually came to their senses, some already hurriedly bowing to Lin Yi:
"Greetings, Divine Son."
In the Nine Nether Continent, the church held an extremely esteemed place in the hearts of the people.
As the church’s Divine Son, Lin Yi’s status was equal to the Emperors of each empire.
Therefore, these ministers bowing to Lin Yi was not inappropriate at all.
Even Gongsun Bo couldn’t help but stand up from his chair, clearly not expecting Lin Yi to suddenly appear here.
He first glanced at Gongsun Yan, who seemed utterly unsurprised, then suddenly put on a smile and addressed Lin Yi:
"I was unaware of the Divine Son’s arrival; please excuse my lack of formal welcome."
Gongsun Bo spoke while stepping down and eagerly walked towards Lin Yi.
Yet Lin Yi did not pay attention to those bowing ministers, nor did he respond to Gongsun Bo’s enthusiasm, instead looking towards a corner within the grand hall.
In that instant, Lin Yi clearly sensed a trace of killing intent emanating from there.
And standing there was the Crown Prince of the Jialan Empire: Gongsun Zhi!
Seeing Gongsun Zhi reluctantly bowing to him like the others, Lin Yi sneered inwardly:
’Hope you take care of yourself and don’t bring about your own demise.’
By now, Gongsun Bo had reached Lin Yi’s side, forcibly pulling Lin Yi’s hand, seemingly wanting to invite him into the grand hall.
However, Lin Yi exerted some strength and did not allow Gongsun Bo to pull him along.
Gongsun Bo looked at Lin Yi in puzzlement, questioning:
"Divine Son, what is your intention?"
Lin Yi did not wish to be drawn inside by Gongsun Bo, not wanting to waste time here.
Lin Yi looked at Gongsun Bo and the high-ranking members of the Jialan Empire within the hall.
Even without system assistance, Lin Yi could clearly sense numerous powerful divine minds locked onto the area.
On the Nine Nether Continent, such divine minds would undoubtedly belong to the Divine Kings.
This meant there were at least several Divine Level individuals hidden around here.
Nonetheless, Lin Yi was neither surprised nor afraid.
He maintained a composed expression and said:
"I’ve heard what you were discussing, and today, I’ve come to tell you."
"You must not deploy troops to the Demon Forest."
The hall erupted in an uproar upon hearing this.
A sharp voice suddenly rang out in the hall:
"Why not?"
Gongsun Zhi suddenly emerged from the crowd, looking angrily at Lin Yi:
"Divine Son, can you provide us with a reason that convinces us all?"
Clearly, he was very dissatisfied with Lin Yi’s decision.
Now, those invaders (players) have long become prized targets in the eyes of the original inhabitants of the Nine Nether Continent.
Killing them could yield High Level magic equipment.
This is something they never dared to imagine before.
Since there’s an opportunity now, no one would willingly give up this chance to ’easily’ obtain magic equipment.
Gongsun Zhi’s questioning seemed to voice the dissatisfaction and confusion within everyone’s hearts.
Thus, the entire hall fell silent, with everyone watching Lin Yi closely, waiting to see if he could provide a reasonable explanation.
At the same time, they couldn’t understand why Lin Yi was not content to be a Divine Son and chose to stir up trouble here.
Facing the curious looks from this yellow-skinned crowd, Lin Yi calmly replied:
"This is my decision, not seeking your opinion."
"I said it’s not allowed, so it’s not allowed."
The entire hall inhaled collectively as if a stone had stirred a thousand waves.
Everyone looked at Lin Yi with disbelief, perhaps wondering why this Jialan King’s Divine Son was doing this.
Just as Gongsun Zhi was about to speak again, Lin Yi preemptively looked at him and spoke, word by word:
"Why."
"If speaking as the Jialan King isn’t enough."
"Then let me add my position as the church’s Divine Son when saying this."
Lin Yi’s tone was filled with threat:
"Without my permission, I want to see who dares step a foot into the Demon Forest with troops!"
Lin Yi initially felt that sending bloodthirsty mercenaries to the Demon Forest was already incredibly dangerous.
Fearful that one day the original inhabitants of the Nine Nether Continent might be slaughtered by the players.
If someone was planning to lead an army there, Lin Yi couldn’t simply stand by and watch it happen.
Engaging in war with players who can resurrect, ultimately the ones to suffer would surely be the ’naive’ natives.
Part of Lin Yi’s objective in returning to Nine Nether was to prevent such a thing from occurring.
Did they truly think players were made of clay?
Besides, even if magic equipment can drop, it would only happen initially, when players are unfamiliar with the map’s rules.
Players who have died once will be more cautious next time.
It’s expected that when these people enter the Demon Forest again, they’ll definitely empty their backpacks of good equipment.
These original inhabitants of the Nine Nether Continent are dreaming of reaping benefits from the players.
After yesterday, today from the moment Lin Yi entered the game, Hua Country War Zone’s channel already had people advising on how to counter and retaliate against these natives.
If Hua Country War Zone is already like this, other Battle Zones surely aren’t fools either.
Facing Lin Yi’s overbearing demand, Gongsun Zhi’s pupils involuntarily contracted as he pointed at Lin Yi:
"You!"
Yet he couldn’t say a word for a long time.
Lin Yi the Divine Son’s special identity at this moment felt like a mountain pressing on everyone’s hearts.
Even if some were discontent, they dare not utter a word, knowing that Cardinal Holland was still there watching them menacingly.
They have no doubts.
If anyone dared challenge Lin Yi now, the church’s Divine King would surely tear them apart.
After speaking, Lin Yi ignored Gongsun Zhi the clown and instead looked at Gongsun Bo:
"Your Majesty, what do you think?"
Gongsun Bo looked at Lin Yi, puzzled, not understanding Lin Yi’s sudden actions.
But recalling the instructions from the elder deep in the palace, Gongsun Bo quickly responded:
"Alright! I will follow the Jialan King’s decision."
All ministers were astonished:
"Your Majesty!"
But Gongsun Bo remained unfazed and said:
"That’s how it’s going to be decided."
Lin Yi couldn’t help casting a grateful glance at Gongsun Bo:
"Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty."
However, right at that moment, a surge of intense killing intent exploded around the hall.
An elderly voice echoed above the hall:
"Who dares trespass into my Jialan Imperial City!"
Immediately, a torrent of energy surged from afar.
As everyone wondered who dared provoke imperial authority in the Jialan Imperial City, a voice familiar to Lin Yi resonated from afar:
"Lin Yi, Young Master Lin, please save my daughter!"
As Lin Yi heard the voice, an image immediately surfaced in his mind: Ling Yudao, Pavilion Master of Linlang Pavilion!
Lin Yi suddenly shouted:
"Stop!"
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