Absolute Speed ​​of a Certain Anime

"what……"

Xian Guyong stood up from the iron platform, with a look of deep sorrow remaining on his face.

I didn't expect such a big change to happen out of nowhere at this "Flame Banquet".

If it is not done within the limited time, Neon may face a catastrophe.

However, this matter is not something she can decide alone, and she needs to discuss it carefully with the heads of other departments.

For now, let’s focus on “Feast of Flame”.

This is another big gamble by the Japanese government.

If I can win the bet, maybe I can gain more confidence when facing the criticism from the Third True Ancestor.

"Number 12 is about to be unsealed."

She shook her head, temporarily suppressing the worries in her heart and focusing on the things in front of her.

"Oh?"

The Ninth Prince immediately raised his brows and became happy.

"Are all twelve bodies finally going to be gathered together?"

Now that all twelve bodies have been gathered, the "Feast of Flame" can finally begin!

This means that the resurrection of the Fourth True Ancestor is already on the agenda!

"I believe the eldest daughter of the Karlyana family will release Number Twelve as we wish."

There was an inexplicable look on Watla's face.

The fifth body he possessed had a conflict with Weiliana today, and he could guess what would happen next.

"Haha, how many people have taken advantage of that little girl?"

The ninth prince laughed heartily.

The words were full of contempt for Weiliana.

The actions of the rich young lady have been under surveillance by three parties since the beginning, and everyone is looking forward to her breaking the seal of No. 12.

"That's an exaggeration. We just gave her a chance for revenge."

Watara smiled like a snake hunting.

"Of course, she is not eligible to participate in the Flame Feast."

"To become the 'Emperor Chosen', one not only needs a physical body, but also a territory under one's control."

The Ninth Prince also nodded in agreement.

"The Karlyana clan, whose territory has been taken away, are not eligible to become 'Emperor Chosen' even if they obtain the body!"

These are the conditions for participating in the "Festival of Flames".

Having a natural body will at best only catch the eyes of these people.

Only those who own a territory can become an 'Emperor Elector'.

"However, I heard that Zaharias, who seized the territory of Karyana, was killed before reaching Genshin Island?"

Watara looked at Xian Guyong.

"Yes."

"Where's the body?"

"It was taken away."

"I see."

Watara understood immediately.

"It seems that this mysterious person, whose identity is unknown, is also aiming for the 'Festival of Flame'!"

The Fourth True Ancestor wants to be resurrected completely, and all the bodies must be included.

Since he had taken away a body, he would definitely be involved with the Fourth True Ancestor in the end.

From a normal perspective, the other party's purpose should also be to take advantage of the dragon's achievements, but this person has no intention of showing up, which makes it difficult to guess.

"Is this mysterious person a resident of Genshin Island?"

The Ninth Prince smiled with satisfaction.

"You did a good job tearing those lowly Huns apart, and I'm very pleased with you. Is that person your 'Emperor Chosen'?"

"No, the person we have chosen is not that mysterious man."

Xian Guyong shook his head.

After all, even she didn't know who that mysterious man was.

The only thing we know at the moment is that the person should be living on Gengami Island, so he stole the body when Zaharias arrived on Gengami Island.

"Really? Then forget it."

The Ninth Prince muttered.

"Then, the final question—the three of us, Lord Ordialu, Her Majesty the Princess, and this Prince, will be staking our respective territories. What can your Neon government stake?"

Chapter 793 Don’t Give Neon Any Chance

2023-06-01

In this "Festival of Flames", there are only four electors who have both a body and a territory.

They are the First True Ancestor represented by Wattela, the Second True Ancestor represented by the Ninth Prince, and the Third True Ancestor sent herself.

The last one is the autonomous territory of the Hungarians, Baltasar Zaharias, the chairman of the Nilepusi Provisional Government.

Only these four parties have both the physical body and the territory.

As for Neon, it exists as the decision maker.

In other words, it is equivalent to the organizer and referee of this "Flame Banquet".

Even Weiliana had never entered their eyes from the beginning.

They originally thought that the mysterious man who killed Zaharias was the Emperor Chosen secretly sent by Japan, but it seems that things are not that simple.

That mysterious man is a more troublesome intruder.

Having said that, there is no information at the moment, so there is no need to track him down. As long as his target is still the Fourth True Ancestor, he will reveal himself sooner or later.

"What are you going to bet on?"

The Ninth Prince asked Xian Guyong with sharp eyes.

The contestants are already in place, their bodies and territories are ready, and they can be sacrificed at any time.

The current problem lies with the organizers.

What can Neon come up with?

"Getting something for nothing is not a good habit!"

Watara also cast his gaze over.

Under the pressure from the two old generations, Xian Guyong's expression remained unchanged.

"You two are right. If I don't offer anything, I believe it won't be enough to convince you."

Under the gaze of two scarlet eyes, she turned her head and looked down at the tower.

There were endless lights and noisy voices.

"This is the island we're betting on."

Xian Guyong's eyes darkened for a moment.

"And the lives of 560,000 people on this island!"

Genshin Island has a total population of 560,000.

Bet the entire island and all the lives on it to become the decider of this "Feast of Flame"!

If you succeed and win a great victory, you will naturally make a lot of money.

If they suffered a disastrous defeat, the entire island would be destroyed in one fell swoop.

This is another big gamble made by the Neon government four years ago!

"Ha! Betting on this false land?"

Upon hearing this, the Ninth Prince held his stomach and laughed out loud.

"Interesting! Okay, then this prince will acknowledge your position as Decider on behalf of the Second True Ancestor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from the watchtower.

"Take the altar as a bet?"

Watara's figure had turned into golden mist and drifted away into the distance with the wind.

"Humph, it looks like this island is going to be very lively. It won't be boring for a long time!"

Only his happy laughter remained in the air.

The two True Ancestor's messengers left one after another.

Xiangu Yong stood in the evening breeze for a long time before he let out a long sigh.

Without offering sufficiently interesting stakes, the decision makers will not be able to maintain their position securely, and no one will be convinced.

Next, Genshin Island will become the main battlefield of the Fourth True Ancestor.

Even so, it remains to be seen whether the Japanese government can become the ultimate winner.

One wrong move and the whole game is lost.

Such a possibility is not impossible.

Not to mention, there are more troublesome things waiting for them now.

"Let's go back."

Xian Guyong disappeared as soon as he turned around, leaving no gap in time.

How to wipe out the anger of the Third True Ancestor? This is no small problem!

However, there is still plenty of time.

After all, the decision of when the "Flame Banquet" will end lies in the hands of them as the organizers.

…………

The golden mist drifted through the streets, shops and cities, and finally came to the coast.

This is the port of Dongyu Island on Genshinjima Island. Zaharias' ship sank here yesterday. In the distance, you can see the salvage team working day and night.

Today, a huge cruise ship, twice the size of the one Zaharias was on, stands majestically in the harbor. Its massive hull is as eye-catching as a mountain, attracting passers-by to stop and take a look.

Watara cleared the fog on the deck of the cruise ship and returned to his human form in a white suit.

"Lord Wattela."

A subordinate came forward, a gentle smile on his young but very handsome face.

"You look so happy, it seems that everything for this trip has been settled?"

"That's right, Geela, and something very interesting happened along the way! I'll tell you about it later!"

Watara raised his eyebrows, his face full of a happy smile that showed the desire to share something stupid.

"I'll be looking forward to it."

"Please record a video for me and send it to Her Majesty the Chaos Princess."

"Yes."

Jira responded respectfully without asking any questions.