But now, Yan Lu, who is supposed to be middle-aged, looks decades older, his face is full of wrinkles, and even his hair has a lot of white hair.

At the conference table, Daxia's official negotiating delegation was all in place.

Led by Long Jue, Zhou Ce was also there, Fang Zhou, and even Yun Tianyao's spirit god were also present.

It's just that there is no figure of the corpse stitcher. Due to the experiment, he can't leave.

Compared to the powerful foundation of Tianmen Church, the official side of Daxia seems extremely shabby.

Moreover, everyone was infected with the Death Realm Virus, especially Zhou Ce, who was the most serious. He was already sitting in a wheelchair, and even had nutrient solution hanging from him because he was pushed here.

Even so, he still came...

At this moment, the two leading forces in Daxia gathered together, and the Holy See was eerily quiet. Such a scene was rare even in history.

I saw Long Jue suppressing his cough and looking at Yan Lu with squinted eyes:

"What...do you want to talk about?"

Nian Chu narrowed his eyes: "What do you want to talk about? Do you need the Pope to talk more? Of course it's about the Death Realm virus!"

"The officials of Daxia are incompetent and cannot come up with any means to suppress the virus, so don't waste your time in the toilet..."

"In the night battle, the battle to seize the seal, how many people do you want Daxia to die?"

Long Jue even laughed out of anger and looked directly into Yan Lu's eyes: "The dog's barking is too harsh. I only talk to your master!"

"Yan Lu, take care of your dog and tell him not to bark around. It's bad luck!"

Nian Chu stared: "You..."

But before he finished speaking, Yan Lu raised his hand slightly, thinking that even though his face looked ugly, he had no choice but to give up.

Yan Lu said weakly: "Why are you so angry? Today we are gathered together to discuss the suppression of the Death Realm virus and find a way out for the human race."

"You and I are both human beings. We should work together to solve the problem instead of fighting here. You should understand the meaning of death!"

Long Jue's veins twitched on his forehead: "Of course I understand, but... I don't know whether you understand it or not!"

Obviously, there was something in Long Jue's words, but Yan Lu still looked like he didn't understand and continued:

"You know... that's fine. The Death Realm virus has swept across the whole country, and we haven't found a way to restrain it yet. Fortunately, the gods are kind and use me as a divine bridge to lower the divine spring..."

"This god-given holy medicine has given innocent people a way to survive. This is... the only life-saving straw we can grasp at the moment!"

"But... the divine spring does not flow forever. Every day it flows, my vitality will also flow away. To be honest, I don't have a few days left to live."

"I, Yan Lu, will give up my life if I give it up, but the divine spring cannot stop flowing. Once I die and the divine bridge collapses, the divine spring will inevitably stop flowing. By then, this last life-saving straw will be gone!"

Long Jue narrowed his eyes with a cold look on his face: "What do you mean?"

Yan Lu said lightly: "I think... what I said is very straightforward. I must live so that the divine spring can keep flowing!"

"But...with my own strength, I can't last more than a few days. I heard that Daxia officials still have some remaining Emperor's meat..."

"I wonder if you can use it for me to extend my life. Only in this way can we ensure the sustainability of the divine spring!"

Fang Zhou glared: "You fart on horseback! Life is passing? Who knows if you acted this? Just because you open your mouth, you will get the emperor's meat?"

"That meat was snatched back by Ren Jie from the Lord of Hell with all his life. Why should I give it to you?"

But Lin Dong said coldly: "What do you mean? Do you think the Pope is doing it for himself?"

"What? You are willing to fight for Ren Jie's seal and risk the safety of the people of Daxia, but now you are not willing to give up a piece of emperor's meat?"

"If the divine spring is cut off, then every person who dies from the Death Realm virus will be because of your inaction!"

"Can't you tell the difference between a piece of imperial meat and the lives of hundreds of millions of people?"

Everyone in the Daxia delegation looked extremely sad.

This is not negotiating conditions at all, this is already clearly stated.

But what can they do? The holy medicine is in other people’s hands, and the church’s control of life and moral high ground.

The Daxia Mission simply did not have the capital to negotiate terms with the church.

Long Jue gritted his teeth, took out a wooden box from his arms, and pushed it to Yan Lu.

"I give it!"

"You'd better live well and don't die accidentally!"

This piece of meat was saved by Wei Wuwang who had not eaten it, but now Yan Lu had to force it into his hands.

I saw Yan Lu eating the piece of meat with peace of mind, his vitality soared, and even his appearance returned to what it was like when he was young.

"This piece... doesn't seem to be enough? After all... I am spending all the time. Can you keep your inventory of Emperor Sui meat here so that I can access it at any time?"

"Don't worry, I only use what I should use..."

At this moment, many saint-clothed bishops had greed in their eyes.

Fang Zhou was almost going crazy. Long Jue suppressed his anger: "No more, there are only so many left. The rest are on Ren Jie's body and I can't give them to you!"

Yan Lu thought for a while: "Well, this piece of money is enough to support me for a while."

"There is one more thing about the City of Gaotian..."

"You know, as Shenqiao, I need to communicate with the Holy Heaven Gate at all times, and I have to concentrate at all times, but no matter how strong my will is, there will be times when I get tired."

"So, I need a relay point floating in the air to maintain the existence of the Divine Bridge and reduce my burden. Fortunately, the church has also been far-sighted in recent years!"

"We have completed the construction of the Yunding Shrine. The Holy Light Dome carried in the shrine can also cover the entire territory and accurately attack foreigners who invade Daxia's airspace!"

"I can use Yunding Shrine as a relay point to maintain the stability of the sacred bridge and greatly reduce my pressure..."

Having said this, Long Jue and the others' faces turned extremely ugly, but Yan Lu remained calm and said:

"In this way, Gaotian City, which has been responsible for air defense missions for nearly a century, can be offline."

"The other thing is, don't you think it's too cruel to use the heroic spirits of the deceased as protection? They have dedicated their lives to Daxia, and even after death, they will still be used until they are completely dissipated..."

"This is unfair to our ancestors, and it also shows that we don't respect our ancestors!"

"Let the souls of those deceased ancestors return to their homeland and rest in peace. The Daxia Cemetery will be more about commemoration in the future. Isn't that good?"

"Oh, by the way, this is not a negotiation, it is a necessity. The city of Gaotian continues to float in the air, which will affect the operation of our Yunding Shrine, and the operation of the Holy Light Dome Mirror will also be blocked. In case...one of our own is accidentally injured.

It’s not good, don’t you think?”
Chapter completed!