Pheromone Recognition Disorder

70

    Three days later -

    St. Lustar.

    The center of the capital, the White Pagoda of the Holy Sign.

    This is the headquarters of the Phantom Sect.

    The White Pagoda of the Holy Relics is said to be a tower, but it is more like a huge city, the scale is comparable to the capital of the empire, but the appearance looks like a tower.

    ——There is a huge court of justice inside.

    The snow-white metal was built into a huge concave hemispherical field, which was a hundred meters deep. It is very similar to the ancient Roman Colosseum recorded in the history of the ancient earth.

    Complicated and strange symbols and texts were branded on the ceiling, spreading circle after circle, and finally gathered to outline a huge and strange god statue. The surrounding seats are lined up in a circle, and people in white robes sit on the surrounding seats, circle after circle, layer after layer, in a tight ring.

    The expressions on their faces are different, or indifferent, or angry, or sinister, or playful... But all eyes are on the altar at the bottom center.

    ——He Zhun is kneeling there.

    He looked straight ahead quietly, the expression on his face was quite calm, and there was no trace of panic or fear at all.

    Seven or eight meters away from He Zhun, there is a huge nutrient solution repair cabin, and half of Badhua's body is soaked in it. He had his limbs broken by Huo Xianfeng before, and he also blinded his last eye. So now it looks terrifying.

    The golden stigmata shuttled through his flesh and blood, like dense tree roots, absorbing the last nourishment of this piece of carrion.

    Badhua no longer looks like a person, but rather like a specimen soaked in formalin, only the occasional bubbles can prove that the person inside is still alive.

    He Zhun could hear the rustling of discussions all around, but because the court was too huge and closed, those voices sounded more like the humming in a huge hive, so noisy and chaotic that they couldn't hear clearly.

    "Factory...Workshop...Explosion..."

    "Bud Hua...Huo Chao is not dead..."

    "A-Class Assets Lost.... a felony...."

    "Archbishop of Leinster.... Disciplinary Hall punished..."

    "... "

    There is a newly promoted believer who doesn't know the inside story very well, and is asking in a low voice,

    "This beta seems to be young, how can he have so much power in the factory, and dare to modify the supply of nectar without authorization..."

    But before he got an answer, he couldn't help but glanced at the audience and let out a tsk tsk,

    "But this poor little appearance, tsk..."

    He Zhun was still dressed as a researcher. , a long white coat, shirt and trousers, a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, the skin has a kind of pale skin that lives indoors all the year round, the facial features are not very delicate and brilliant, but they are very attractive and handsome together, and the corners of the lips are born with Laughing makes it easy to feel good.

    At first glance, this should be the most popular young professor in a top university, gentle, restrained and friendly.

    However, at this moment, the handsome young man's hands were locked behind his back by electromagnetic handcuffs, and he knelt on the ground.