The World of Deities

Countless pictures appeared in Su Ye's mind, the most striking picture was rushing to question Carlos.

However, Su Ye just smiled.

"It's a pity." Su Ye finished speaking, turning his head and looking forward.

Carlos just smiled, did not speak.

The crowd at the door looked at the backs of the two people, not knowing why, they felt that they were both confident.

For a while, no one can tell who stole the results.

Suddenly, footsteps came from the depths of the hall.

A tall old man walked slowly from the left side of the highest seat to the middle.

Everyone bowed slightly and bowed their heads to salute the old man.

The old man was wearing a typical white Greek robe, with a dark golden white ship sailing emblem on his left chest, and a golden scepter in his right hand. The top of the scepter was inlaid with a ruby ​​the size of a baby fist.

Among the rubies, filaments of smoke are lingering, and when you look closely, each filament is like a long snake.

Behind the old man, two people walked out, both are Sanctuary masters wearing the white ship nautical dark gold badge. One of them, Su Ye, met yesterday, Dean Larence.

Not long after, the old man holding a golden scepter stood in front of the middle chair, facing downwards, while the other two masters stood on either side of him.

Su Ye sensed that Nidern gave himself a wink, a very uncomfortable wink.

Su Ye quietly looked at the old man holding a golden scepter.

The man's eye bags, cheeks, and chin were heavily hung down, like small white pockets full of coins, but his complexion was extraordinarily rosy and healthy, with redness in the white, which was a little abnormal.

He has no beard, and his short white hair is very sparse.

From a distance, his head was like scattered white sugar sprinkled on brown eggs.

Su Ye carefully observed the robes, expensive silks and exquisite accessories on the old man. Every detail was extremely perfect.

He is more like a town hall exhibit illuminated by lights standing in a transparent exhibition cabinet of a museum.

The same Sanctuary Grand Mage, Larence and the other Sanctuary Master looked a little shabby and even embarrassed.

Su Ye's heart sank slightly.

With a kind smile on his face, the old man gently put down the scepter with his right hand, and the bottom of the scepter hit the floor.

Boom...

The soft noise quickly spread in all directions.

Wherever the sound passes, vegetation grows and vines climb.

I saw dense green leaves and rattans emerging from the ground, climbing the pillars, inner walls, and outer walls of the entire hall, giving the whole chamber a new look.

There were whispers from outside the chamber.

The dark night actually started to shine, and finally the place a hundred meters around the conference hall was as bright as day, green grass, flowers blooming everywhere, butterfly elves flying around, sprinkling fragrant pollen.

These butterfly elves have human bodies, only the size of a little finger, and constantly flap their wings. They are very cute.

Some girls tentatively reached out their fingers to touch, but the butterfly elves flew away with a giggle.

The weird thing is that many butterfly elves bypassed others and flew around Palos, dancing in the air like a flattery.

Palos turned a blind eye to these cute little things, holding the big magic book in both arms, looking at the hall intently.

The chamber is full of spring and joy inside and outside, more like a festive celebration.

"Legendary, Evergreen Scepter..." Rek's voice outside the door was very heavy.

"Your tone..." Hult hesitated.

"The Great Sanctuary Magician, a cabinet member of the Magic Council, Cromwell, is an aristocrat, to be precise, an aristocratic magician." Rek lowered his voice.

"So Su Ye is going to be in danger?" Hult was angry and anxious.

Lake nodded.

Uneasy emotions spread among the students in Class 3.

Those nobles were smiling. Master Cromwell had a great reputation among the nobles in Athens, and he taught in the noble academies for a long time, although he has now resigned from all noble academies.

Su Ye stared at Cromwell's exquisite and luxurious clothes and guessed where Carlos' confidence came from.

Cromwell scanned the audience with a smile, and said: "It's nothing more than the play of two children, why are you nervous? Sit, everyone sits, including the two poor children."

Cromwell tapped the scepter lightly again, and saw the green vines bursting out of the ground behind the people who had no seats in the hall, squirming up, and intertwined into a low-back rattan chair.

However, no one sat down.

Larence said: "Since Master Cromwell has given us a seat, please sit down."

After speaking, Larence took the initiative to sit down.

The others also sat down.

In the end, only Su Ye, Carlos and Cromwell were left in the field.

Su Weiguang glanced at Carlos, saluted Cromwell slightly, and said, "You are really a kind master."

After speaking, Su Ye sat down.

"Thank you Master Cromwell." Carlos bowed, then sat down.

"They are all good children." Cromwell just sat down, kind-eyed.

The moment he sat down, Cromwell tapped his index finger on the table, and saw a beam of light sprayed from the table on his left, forming a pale white beam of light as high as a foot, with thin arms.

A platinum-rimmed hazel sheepskin magic scroll rose slowly from the light and opened slowly.

"This is the arbitration appointment letter issued by the Magic Council. I, Cromwell, will be solely responsible for this arbitration and serve as the first arbitration officer. Whoever has objections can now raise them if there is no objection before the arbitration meeting. Afterwards, the opposition to the arbitration resolution can only be appealed to the cabinet."

At this moment, a sharp shout suddenly came from outside the gate.

"You don't even know how to lift a chair, you are also worthy of being a person? Hold it steady! The previous one gets out of the way, let the master out!"

As soon as this voice appeared, the complexions of many magicians in the hall changed slightly.

Su Ye held the armrest of the wicker chair with both hands, turned around in surprise and looked back, and saw the crowd outside the gate divide a path, and everyone looked at the sound source curiously.

I saw Hult, Lake, Roron and Albert, carrying a gold-rimmed high-back chair. The back of the chair is made of magic red velvet, which is moderately soft and hard. The cushion is an unknown black beast leather, soft and tough. .

The four legs of the chair are slightly apart, and the legs and feet are rolling like waves.

What surprised Su Ye was that there was a big mouth with red lips on the back of the chair, which could almost swallow a human head. The white teeth were like flashing lights, as if they were set with diamonds.

"It turned out to be an activating spirit..." Su Ye vaguely remembered that some people had said that Plato Academy had a chair with a very cheap talking mouth, and its status was not low. It should be related to Master Plato, but this was the first time I saw it.

"Hurry up, hurry up! What do you look at? Haven't seen the Throne Master go out? No experience. Who made a good meeting room like this, vulgar! No gold, no gems, no star silver, tacky! Vulgar!"