Chapter 1647 Kamar-Taj Propaganda Offensive

Chapter 1647 Kama Taj·Propaganda Offensive

Placed behind a thick glass door in the hall, the portal whose scientific name is "Permanent Material Realm Curvature Folding Subspace Jump Controllable Singularity" locks several specific psychic frequencies through knob adjustment. Immediately afterwards, the scenery behind the glass door switched from natural scenery such as deserts, rainforests, and oceans to gray-white deserts with transportation vehicles, bizarre cities that deviated from the physical laws of the material world, religious sites filled with armed personnel, and other places. After some adjustments, Master Daniel was so tired that he was sweating, but he still had to adjust the frequency according to Amphitryon's instructions. The latter was the coordinate data obtained through the network of the Praetorian Order to ensure that all transmission facilities All can be connected accurately.

"There is also a military band from the Eternal City?" Master Daniel, who received the order, very much wanted to give up work at this moment. However, before the coronation ceremony, guests must be present, and preparations including honor guards and music must be completed. "It's necessary to invite. I hope Master Hamil won't be surprised when he sees this symphony orchestra. Under normal circumstances, shouldn't the military band take a transport plane and set off with the honor guard?"

"The Guards are the guard of honor. They set out separately to avoid the coordinates of Kama Taj being exposed."

"It's a very good reason. I think that annoying guy Hamil will not be angry."

"Please stop your ridicule, Master Daniel, I have had enough of your prejudice against my Lord. The Supreme Mage is my Lord's teacher, and the death of the Supreme Master will not make my Lord happy, even if it means that He will Holding huge power, the death of the Supreme Mage is still a tragedy." Amphitryon stood in front of Master Daniel angrily, "If he could, he would rather not want this power. Without power, the Supreme Mage and the ideal of our Lord. Neither can be practiced. You know this, Master Daniel, and you have never experienced a large-scale war in your life, and you do not understand how important it is to have power in war. So please stop your taunting behavior and give my Lord some respect. Mission, otherwise I can only put you in prison and wait for Master Hamil to deal with it when he returns to Kama Taj."

"Haha." Master Daniel laughed dryly, "You have a gun, you are right."

"He hopes you can be better, Master Daniel." Amphitryon frowned. He still couldn't understand why Master Daniel had such a negative attitude. Although Master Daniel is a temple guardian, he is significantly different from all the Kama Taj mystics. The old wrinkled face of a mixed Indian and white man has no passion. Even when he heard the news of the death of the Supreme Master, it was just He nodded and sighed. It didn't seem to be sadness, but a sigh of relief. Amphitryon did not have the talent to dig into other people's hearts, but he still noticed something strange. "Don't live up to His expectations, Master Daniel. The ideals of the Supreme Master and the ideals of our Lord require everyone's efforts."

"I'm tired, Praetorian." Master Daniel said lazily, "I'm tired of everything, whether it's the debate with you or everything in the future, I'm tired of it. Let me finish the work, and then leave me alone, Okay? I should have died a long time ago. The family curse should have killed me. I paid a lot for living until now. Now I don't want to pay the bill anymore. So don't talk to me about the future. I have no future. I don’t want to think about other people’s futures either.”

Amphitryon couldn't understand. He could only shake his head and continue the call with the medical officer.

He didn't understand why the differences between mortals were so great.

Some people (specifically Master Daniel) are unwilling to acknowledge the road plan that is obviously beneficial to the future of all groups. Instead, they choose to respond negatively (referring to reducing work efficiency) or even deny and attack others who have contributed to this road. He can only guess that this is because he is afraid of giving away what he has little (whether it is life or wealth), or because he is short-sighted and addicted to the sense of superiority brought by wealth and social status, or is simply influenced by a certain ideology. Coerced, I cannot see clearly that the future development direction of the human race is the star and the sea, where everyone can be full of rationality, the material world and technological civilization are extremely developed, there will be no more injustice, hunger and disease, and everyone can spend their time in Improve your own spiritual civilization.

Some people, after witnessing the horror that befell them, believed wholeheartedly in the future described by the Emperor and were willing to give everything, such as Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximov, Tatiana, or those in the Eternal City Elite soldiers recruited by the Emperor and the Praetorian Order from all over the world, or free mercenary organizations that have cooperated with the Immortal City and are willing to accept the jurisdiction, leadership and support of the Immortal City (it is said that there is a group named Diamond Dog The organization received an offshore oil station donated by the Immortal City, and exchanged a blueprint for a prototype of a bipedal war machine from the Immortal City in exchange for a treatment plan for a psychic virus spread through sound).

Amphitrite knew that he was not a human being. To be precise, he could be called a subspecies of human beings. He was a sample of the future evolution of human beings promoted by artificial intervention, but he believed that the will of mortals should be as firm as his own. It would be too ironic for mortals who refused to recognize the future created by the emperor to embrace all the rights given by that future. Therefore, he planned to submit a plan for propaganda offensive to the Guardian Order after the completion of this mission. He did not know whether this proposal could be passed at the group meeting, nor did he know whether the emperor would agree to the relevant plan, but the emperor encouraged the Guardian Order to form a study group under the leadership of the Guard Commander to make suggestions to Him. In any case, Amphitrite hoped that the emperor would pay attention to situations like Master Daniel and attach importance to the importance of declaration.

The first glass door connecting to the gray-white desert opened, and several guards in golden armor and several in bronze power armor appeared. The guards commander Constantine, tribune Hannibal, Hammurabi, Derrick and other guards came to Kamar-Taj through the portal, accompanied by important officers such as Malcolm, the commander of the First Legion who had just completed the massacre mission in the Battle of Attilan. All of them exuded a lingering smell of blood, and bloodstains still remained in the gaps of the armor.

"Commander." Amphitrite saluted Constantine. "Tribute Amon has accompanied the emperor to the catacombs of Kamar-Taj. The gunship is cruising autonomously near the catacombs."

"Then let's go to the catacombs." Constantine nodded. "We are where He is. It is our fault to have only one guard protecting us."

"I don't know why the ceremony here is so important that I waste some time and cut off fewer mutant heads." Aparishia said to his adjutant Nelson in a low voice, but everyone present could hear what he was saying. "If the emperor is willing, I will definitely not attend the dinner after the ceremony."

Constantine pretended not to hear Aparishia's complaints, and Malcolm just sneered at Aparishia twice.

"Anything else to report?"

"Athena is waiting at the entrance of the catacombs."

"Then let's speed up and order the transport plane to prepare for takeoff immediately." Tribune Hannibal said, "That so-called god must have her own purpose. We can't let her get too close to the emperor."

Hammurabi and Derrick waited for the guards to express their agreement.

"Then why can this psychic stay here?" Malcolm looked at the robed wizard Daniel, "Is he responsible for opening the portal? Is he reliable? Do we need to transfer another trustworthy psychic from the Immortal City?"

"As long as I am present, Master Daniel is reliable." Amphitrite said, "This is the emperor's arrangement, and no one else needs to question it."

"You are finally here." Athena turned her head and stopped looking at the guards standing behind her in golden armor and holding halberds. When she came to Kamar-Taj, she had already shed her mortal disguise and was much taller than a mortal. Even so, she was still much shorter than the guards. She had already lost her temper with the guards, but the commander of the guards, Constantine, completely ignored all her requests with impeccable indifference and refused to move away from the golden gunboat cruising overhead. It was not until a few hours later when the emperor and Amon finally walked out of the catacombs that she could not help but complain, "Your little followers almost killed me with their eyes. If they were not your warriors, I would not let them look at me with such hostile eyes. This is not polite at all."

"They are not little followers, they are the benchmarks of future human evolution."

"Don't be so serious. I am not communicating with you as a mentor now, but as a friend and foster mother." Athena took out the laurel crown, and then tried to put it on the emperor's head under the extremely disapproving eyes of the commander of the guards, Constantine, who stood beside the emperor. "I should crown you, right? I don't think there is anyone more suitable than me in the world. The coronation ceremony needs to be accelerated. You still have a crisis to face. The existence behind the curtain will not wait too long."

The emperor refused mercilessly.

"I will crown myself, Athena. Dormammu must wait, I will give the coward a chance to attack me."

"Then you should at least invite a painter, or wear a robe with a bee painted on it." Athena followed and walked towards the transporter. "You need to announce to the entire galaxy that you have taken over the position of the Supreme Sorcerer, otherwise those psychic alien races will regain their ambitions and launch attacks on humans and the earth."

"I need a crisis, Athena. I need a crisis that can unite the human race, a crisis that will make humans realize our ecological niche among the stars,"