stonecrandall Chapter 314 Pre-war meeting
Chapter 314 Pre-war meeting
A long conference table and several chairs with backrests have been set up in the Ice Queen's hall.
Mo Ran was pushed by his daughter and sat in the middle position. In other positions, in addition to the demon gods of ice, rock, thunder and wind, there were also two grass gods, big and small, and the god of fire.
It is certainly not the case that all the earthly rulers are here to hold a tea party. The only goal that can bring them together now is to overthrow the rule in the sky so that they don't have to worry about the sword hanging over their heads anymore.
The wind god Barbatos kept his eyes fixed on the Ice Queen, smacking his lips and saying, "Barnabas, I didn't expect you to be Mo Ran's daughter. So, everyone here is related to you!"
"Indeed." Mo Ling stood up and walked to the two Thunder Gods. He bowed and said, "Greetings, two aunts. Please forgive me for not being polite before."
"Okay, get up, get up." Lei Dianying put his hands on his niece's shoulders and helped her up.
Raiden Shinbao held her hand, his eyes showing extreme tenderness, and smiled softly, "Good niece."
Afterwards, Mo Ling moved to the side of the idler who looked intimidating without getting angry, bowed with both hands, and said hello: "Uncle Morax, I should have called you uncle, but because the title is unpleasant to the ear, I will call you uncle."
"That's not a big deal." Morax nodded slightly and said with emotion: "Mo Ran got a daughter, which is something worth celebrating. It's a pity that he didn't tell me, and I missed the opportunity of a hundred days. If you want something, you can tell me and I will definitely do it."
"Thank you, uncle. However, I don't want anything. Can this opportunity be passed on to my father?" In Mo Ling's heart, his father is the most important thing. This may be inherited from his concern for the people around him.
Hearing this, Morax looked at the man in black and laughed at himself, "I'm afraid I can't easily get what Mo Ran needs. You are giving me a hard time."
"Xiao Ling, this is given to you by your uncle, so just keep it. Maybe it will be useful in the future. I can't take it." Mo Ran waved his hand.
"It's all up to my father." Mo Ling nodded, walked back to his seat, sat upright, staring straight at the closed door, as if waiting for the arrival of the last god.
The conference table fell into silence again, but the Wind God who had spoken first was unwilling to be left out, as if silence here would mean the end of the world.
"Barnabas..."
"My name is Mo Ling. Your Excellency Fengshen, please change your name." Mo Ling said calmly.
Barbatos nodded slightly and said, "Mo Ling, didn't Mo Ran tell you what the relationship between him and I is?"
Mo Ling pondered over the few words his father had mentioned about the Wind God. After a moment's hesitation, he said with a teasing look on his face, "Indeed, he did mention it."
Barbatos folded his arms, expecting her to call him uncle. Unexpectedly, Mo Ling said something shocking: "I wonder if the debt owed by Master Fengshen has been paid?"
"Don't bring up things that are not related to the topic." Barbatos covered his head, and his handsome face immediately fell, as if he had lost the desire to live and there was no sign of improvement.
Mo Ran hit him mercilessly: "You deserve it."
"Hahaha..." Even the big and small grass gods who had been silent couldn't help laughing out loud, and then quickly covered their mouths, which made Barbatos' condition even worse.
But that's not really the case. Barbatos just felt the place was boring, so he made some noise to liven up the atmosphere.
Mo Ran and Mo Ling understood what the Wind God meant, so they took the opportunity to add insult to injury, benefiting both others and themselves.
Time kept passing, but there was still no sign of the Water God. The demons couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the Water God was still on the side of the one in heaven, trying to protect himself?
As time went by, the suspicion grew deeper and deeper, because all the other demons had arrived not long after each other, and it was absolutely impossible that an accident occurred while they were rushing along.
No matter how weak they are, they are still one of the Seven Rulers of the Earth, except for the one in heaven and a few others. Even the weakest of the Seven Rulers can travel across the continent of Teyvat alone, not to mention that there is a special powerful existence beside the God of Water.
As night was about to fall, the God of Fire, who had the most violent temper among all the demons and was known as the God of War, slammed the table in anger. The fiery red armor covering his entire body began to creak, and a neutral, magnetic voice sounded, and he was on the verge of exploding.
"If Fucaros doesn't arrive within one stick of incense, he will be directly judged as defecting to the enemy!" If there were not a few stronger beings, the God of Fire would probably have made another judgment.
Because he is the god of war, he attaches great importance to every war, including the preparations before the war and the ending after the war.
Mo Ling nodded slightly, supporting this idea, because she did not just send out the invitation, but not long after inviting her father, she used divine power to inform all the earthly rulers.
The other gods all arrived early, so why should she, the God of Water, be an exception? This war concerns the future of Teyvat and everything they are protecting, so it must be taken with utmost care.
Wow!
The door of the hall was pushed open, and what came into view was a throne supported by water. On the red background with a golden frame, sat a girl with short azure blue hair and strange eyes.
As everyone looked over, the eagerly awaited water god Fukalos shouted loudly: "Everyone, welcome... ahem, welcome the arrival of Fukalos!"
"I am the most dazzling one from the Kingdom of Water. I will lead you to an incomparably glorious victory, create an undefeated and immortal myth, and leave my name in the history of eternity!"
Perhaps seeing the strength of the rulers present, Fucaros hurriedly changed her words, but still put on a strong attitude, as if she could defeat Tianli alone and was strong enough to play a big role in this battle.
The gods on the table all reacted differently, but there were always a few groups that were the same.
Mo Ran and his daughter Bing Shen both held their foreheads in their hands, unable to bear to watch this awkward opening.
The Rock God, the two Thunder Gods, and the big and small Grass Gods sighed in unison. They were really troubled by this child with such a strong personality.
Fengshen clapped enthusiastically, but when he realized that he was the only one clapping, he stopped.
The God of Fire, who always respected strength, snorted disdainfully, as if he totally disdained the talk about leading to victory.
"Hey, hey, what do you mean?" Fucaros put her hands on her hips and wanted to ask, but the throne fell directly to the ground, making her scream in panic.
Fukaros touched his throne, looked at the tall figure beside him, wrinkled his nose and said, "Then Villette, what are you doing! It hurts, do you know?!"
Although she looked like this on the outside, she was muttering to herself in her heart: "This is so embarrassing, no, no, I am... the God of Water."
The God of Fire looked at the tall middle-aged man and said with approval: "It is better for you to come alone than to have ten Fukaros come!"
That Villette had white hair flying behind her head, and her pupils were actually upright, which was unique to dragon lizards.
Before he could speak, Fukaros said anxiously, "Phoenix! I have tolerated you for a long time. As soon as we met, you kept talking. Am I really that unbearable?"
"As the last one, you still have the nerve to ask?" The Fire God, whose real name was Phoenix, was called out and scolded, "You're wasting our time and even bothering with this useless opening. Are you here to fight or go shopping in the city?"
"Of course... we're going to fight, but who says that we have to fight?" Fucaros pointed to the sky outside the door and said firmly, "As long as the person is guilty, even if he is in heaven, I, Fucaros, can judge him!"
Phoenix laughed out of anger, then angrily said: "Then go ahead, if your trial is useful, why would we need to gather here to hold a pre-war meeting and make a bullshit battle plan!"
"Go ahead, go now!" Phoenix stood up and pressed forward towards the water god on the throne.
"You, don't come over here." Fukalos looked panicked, curled up on the throne, his thin lips trembling: "That Villette!"
Navilette sighed slightly after being called out, but still blocked the aggressive God of Fire and advised: "Vukalos is indeed a bit erratic, but in order not to affect the overall situation, Your Excellency God of Fire, please return to your seat!"
Phoenix glanced at the tall man. The opponent's strength was comparable to his own, but a big battle was imminent and it was not advisable to waste time. The life or death of the Water God did not matter, but this man was also the main fighting force and could not be lost.
"Hmph, you treat war as a child's play. You think of showing off without much strength. If you don't change your ways next time, don't blame me!" Phoenix scolded and turned back to his seat.
Fucaros stroked his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he saw the Dragon King sitting at the conference table, but he was still on the throne outside, so he winked at him.
Unfortunately, Villette pretended not to see it and looked at the other demons on the table, finally stopping at the strongest human, who had no ripples on his face and just held his forehead slightly before not moving.
As the person sitting in the main seat, and a human being at that, Villette couldn't help but take a few more glances at him.
Mo Ling looked at her father, as if asking him to start presiding over the meeting, but the old father shook his head slightly and threw the work onto his daughter's shoulders.
Mo Ling would certainly not go against her father's high hopes. She stood up, placed her hands on the conference table, and said loudly, "I have called everyone here for a reason, and everyone knows why. Next, please serve as the commander-in-chief of this war and the general commander of all aspects..."
"I am your father, Mo Ran, here to arrange the following tasks!"
After saying that, Mo Ling sat down directly, looking at his father as if to seek credit. His beautiful smile made his old father lose his temper and he stood up accordingly.
"Wait, why is he the commander-in-chief?!"