205: Chapter 190: An Audience_3 205: Chapter 190: An Audience_3 His head was almost licked off!
The female sentinel sitting on the ground witnessed this scene and was so frightened that her pretty face turned deathly pale.
After this lick, wasn’t it her turn next…
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Lin Lin, who had just fallen from the tower and stood up, suddenly furrowed his brows…
At the center of his forehead, he felt a strong impact.
“Is it ti for another ergency eting?”
No.
This feeling was completely different from that of calling an ergency eting.
It was an unparalleled… suction force, bursting forth within his own Spirit Ocean.
An ordinary ergency eting… was a summoning.
But at this mont,
it was a conscription.
Lin Lin’s expression turned sowhat pale as he quickly walked toward the quiet pavilion where he rested, while blowing an extrely loud whistle.
Hearing the sound, the distant labrador evil dog did not hesitate and rushed towards the sound, descending by running down the perpendicular stone walls of the tower, returning to his master’s side within three to five seconds.
The no-fly zone above the tower was instantly revoked.
The female sentinel, still sitting on the ground, remained in a state of shock.
Today, she had finally experienced what those painful experiences were that her predecessors who returned to advanced city were reluctant to speak of.
She might be the only “survivor”.
The male sentinel, covered in saliva mucus, struggled to sit up, vigorously wiping the mucus off his face, and hoarsely said, “Before I left, a predecessor warned , telling when Duke Zhuxue sent this evil dog under the Quasi-General’s command years ago…
it was not yet tad…”
Thus, Quasi-General’s camp was so keen on “Duke Zhuxue’s” personal invitation…
The female sentinel looked astonished, as if she understood sothing.
“No!
The task has not been completed, how can we return to advanced city like this, what would others think of us?” He clenched his fist tightly, unwillingly said, “Having co this far, how can we give up?”
He then looked at his companion.
The female sentinel gritted her teeth and said, “The team has returned to the pavilion… Are you sure you want to do it again?”
The painful mories overwheld by that evil dog suddenly rushed to his mind.
The one who suggested they return could only feel a sour taste in his nose and mouth, he couldn’t help but retch for a while, and finally squeezed out a tear full of unwillingness, pain, and regret, and gritted his teeth, “Another attempt… is probably futile.
We can only bear the humiliation and return to report to the Duke.”
“… I agree.”
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Outside the pavilion door.
A labrador evil dog was lying coiled; it wisely didn’t follow its master back inside but stayed at the door.
At this mont, its drooping ears perked up slightly, and its dog face looked sowhat peculiar.
“Boom—”
A sound of an invisible sonic boom erupted inside.
The mont he returned to the pavilion, Lin Lin clenched his fists, a layer of invisible restriction furiously spread out.
A small domain spread out, completely enveloping the quiet room, ensuring safety… after which he did his utmost to fight against the summoning impulse in his spirit.
Past ergency etings were like reminders within the Spirit Ocean.
If one could attend, then attend.
If not… then just let it be.
But this ti, it was different.
A powerful oppressive force forced him every second to establish a Spiritual Link… faster, even faster!
He desperately wanted to refuse.
But… he ultimately failed!
With a “boom,”
It felt as if a bomb had exploded in his mind, Lin Lin didn’t feel pain, but experienced an unprecedented liberation; he opened his eyes to find himself sitting on one side of a long table, his eyes eting the dim, crimson light of the conference room.
This ti… almost all the seats were filled, but each face was still shrouded in darkness, everyone still hiding their identities, no one knowing who sat across the table.
It wasn’t just him.
Everyone’s will was being forcibly conscripted at this mont, no matter their ti zone, whether it was day or night, no matter how far their consciousness was from this region.
It was like the ancient Emperor summoning his subjects.
From thousands of miles away,
they were to appear.
“This is…”
Lin Lin instinctively looked toward the main seat of this sealed Spiritual Conference Room—
All eyes were directed towards the sa spot.
At the vacant head of the long table, the endpoint, previously just a tightly sealed wall… now, a door slowly erged on the wall, with nurous ancient talismans and characters appearing, changing, and intertwining around the edge of the door.
And at this mont.
The sound of keys unlocking doors resounded.
This sealed, locked “conference room” had a glimr of light appear.
It was a young man.
A young man, not very tall, whose figure appeared sowhat slender.
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