Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 513 Audience with the Throne
"Oh, this."

Song Shi answered without any hesitation: "I felt it, what's wrong?"

This time it was Awa Aion who was slightly stunned.

The dark vertical pupils looked at the young man carefully, and then found that the other party seemed serious.

Awa Aoi was really shocked.

"Is it true? I just felt the boundary of 'completeness' after being promoted to the fourth ring?" Awa Aoi murmured, his expression suddenly became strange: "Let me make a guess, is it possible that it is actually your illusion?"

"To a fourth-ring psychic." Song Shi raised his index finger: "Please note that in this matter, 'illusion' is a very serious accusation."

"Incredible, incredible"

Awa Aine scratched his ribs with his index finger, and his nails scraped the scales with a sharp metallic friction sound: "Mind telling me, how many psychic skills do you think it will take to be 'complete'?"

Song Shi said calmly: "Six paths are enough."

"Sixth Path?" Awa Aoi thought for a moment and said, "I was five back then. Oh, do you want to know how many paths He is?"

The huge head leaned forward, and the tone was low and persuasive: "I can reveal it in advance--"

Song Shi looked at the other person strangely. After a few seconds, he changed his tone to euphemistic: "You, are you too good at spoiling people's fun?"

".That's a very unpleasant thing to say."

Awa Aoi withdrew her head and sighed depressedly.

Ding--

This elevator was built to very high standards. It rose hundreds of meters, but when it stopped, there was no feeling of weightlessness at all. It fit perfectly.

"Oh, here we are."

The muscular half-dragon lifted his robe and stood up.

"Although you don't speak as well as Anthony, you still sound pretty good. Ah, maybe older people and bigger beasts like to chat with young people like you." Awa Aoi twisted his neck, and his joints made a series of loud noises: "Follow me."

"After the chat, isn't there any gift for meeting? In East Land, this is a fine tradition."

Song Shi then stood up and the folding chair automatically retracted into the wall.

"Haha, no."

Awa Aoi said without even turning his head: "I don't have any job, my daily job is just sleeping, where would I get these? As for a meeting gift, I strongly recommend Alexander, he is one hundred thousand times richer than me."

The fifth ring [Consensus], "The Final Deal", Alexander Dulles.

The current CEO of [Haita Trading] is also one of the nine pillars of the industry.

"But the others are not as approachable as me." Awa Aoi was quite proud of himself: "In the public vote for the Nine Pillars of Industry South, I always win the most popular award."

The other pillars have so many things to do that I am afraid they don’t have the time to be approachable.
However, considering the principle of respecting the elderly, Song Shi chose to keep these words in his heart.

"Actually, if you insist on talking about a meeting gift, I can give it to you as well."

Awa Aoi, who was walking in front, was still very excited: "My dragon scales are still very strong, so I can peel off a few pieces and give them to others, but you are already in the fourth ring, so there is no need for you to hold them."

Song Shi focused part of his attention on the environment.

Although it has a series of titles such as Patriarch, Emperor, Pope, Supreme President, etc., the interior decoration style of this tower - at least the decoration style of this area, is very simple and capable. Large blocks of pure color, extremely spacious corridors, simple signposts, and an atmosphere so quiet that only the sound of breathing can be heard.

"This tall tower is the real First Court. The surrounding buildings you saw earlier are actually just affiliated government departments. That's the problem. Most officials are working there. There are not many people who are qualified to come to the First Court, and they don't have the time to go here all day long, so there are usually no people coming here."

Awa Kuiin introduced skillfully: "But it's not easy to demolish this tower - how can a building that can't overlook Mamendala be worthy of the First Court? This is what the chief architect said at the time. He died thirty years ago, and I went to the funeral to give a eulogy."

At the end of the corridor, a figure in black armor stood quietly.

The burly man was not wearing a helmet, revealing a face covered with hideous scars from knife and axe chisels. The man's expression was as indifferent as cast iron, but when Awa Ain appeared, he held his helmet and nodded to the other party.

They are all nine pillars of the industry.

Theoretically speaking, as the current leader of the Justice Army, he has more power than the other party.

However, Awakuin Feng, who earned the title of "Dragon of Ashes" during the Seven Lands War, was one of the founders of Yenan and the pillar of the first generation. His contribution and seniority in this country made him deserve to express his opinion.

Moreover, the other party had fought in the wars with Lord Ye Nan in the past. So, the ancestors of the Justice Army still owed them a lot of favors.

"Alston Chaber." The middle-aged man stretched out his hand wrapped in an iron gauntlet. "The current commander of the Axiom Army. I watched the exercise. At that time, I had something to ask His Majesty. I thought you would definitely come here, so I stayed here for a while."

"I've heard so much about you——"

Song Shi shook hands.

"You are really very strong. It is not unfair that they lost." The man said bluntly: "Looking back at the history of our Justice Army and going back to the First Dynasty of Varro, I am afraid that no one can compare with you."

"But this is not an excuse. Defeat is defeat, and they still need to hone their skills." The man gave up his position and said, "Your Majesty is waiting for you. I won't delay you any longer. Please."

Awa Aoi folded his hands, patted his tail on the ground, and said with a smile: "Go ahead, go ahead."

It is called a corridor, but it is not a normal corridor. At the end of the corridor there will be a high wall and gate of dozens of meters.

The door opened silently, and when Song Shi walked under the steel dome, he saw only a towering woman.

Maybe it’s a bit strange to describe it as majestic. But this was Song Shi’s first impression.

In the spotless, empty hall of tens of thousands of square meters, a woman with long silver-gray hair sat nonchalantly on the throne at the back.

The visitor tried to identify her age, but unfortunately, he failed. She had a temperament that was unique to someone who had experienced a lot, like a rock that had been through a lot of hardships, but also had the vitality of a young girl. No, perhaps anger would be a more appropriate word.

The young man saw a ball of fire, an angry flame that had never been extinguished from the beginning to the end, and was still surging, jumping vigorously again and again.

The woman supported her face with her right fist, her posture casual, her eyes scrutinizing, as if she was examining a piece of wonderful jade.

"Sixth Ring"

Song Shi raised his head, without saying a word, his blood almost gushed out, so hot that it seemed to burn every inch of his skin.

"【truth】."

"Ah."

At the end of the white stone stairs, the woman picked up the axe beside her, rubbed it, and then stood up.

"It's 'Victory'."

(End of this chapter)