Chương 1849: Charlotte and Yim (5)

As soon as this thought emerged in their minds, cold sweat began to flow down the Five Elders' foreheads like a flood bursting through a dam.

Their eyes were wide open and their eyeballs were rolling rapidly, as if they were about to fall out of their sockets.

The five of them were frantically recalling their recent actions in their minds, trying to find out what might have caused Lord Yimu to be angry.

"Could it be because of the incident with Tian Shangjin?"

Suddenly, someone made a guess.

"Didn't we send Saint Shamrock to test Lord Yimu's opinion this morning? Could something have gone wrong there?"

This speculation made the others' hearts tighten. They looked at each other with expressions of horror on their faces.

"Saint Shamrock, is this what happened this morning?"

Mazisheng asked anxiously, a hint of worry in his voice.

His eyes were fixed on Saint Shamrock, as if he wanted to find the answer from the other's expression.

After hearing Saint Maz's question, Saint Shamrock just shook his head slightly and did not speak.

This action is confusing. I don't know whether he is denying it or has other meanings.

Seeing that Saint Shamrock had no response to their inquiries, the Five Elders felt a sudden tightness in their hearts, and an ominous premonition came over them.

They looked at each other, not knowing what would happen next.

Not long after, the group arrived in front of a tall and solemn building.

The building is magnificent and gives people a solemn and dignified feeling.

Saint Shamrock entered the building with the Five Elders.

As soon as they entered the building, the Five Elders were attracted by the scenery in the garden.

They were surprised to find that the flowers and plants in the garden, which should have been full of vitality, were now almost all withered.

These meadows were originally part of the flower garden and were one of Lord Yim's favorite landscapes.

"How is this going?"

Peter Saint finally couldn't help asking, his voice full of astonishment and confusion.

His gaze turned to Saint Shamrock. After all, as the leader of the Knights of God, Saint Shamrock was responsible for protecting Hanama and Lord Im.

However, Saint Shamrock turned a deaf ear to Saint Peter's questioning. He continued walking forward without looking back, as if he had not heard Saint Peter's words at all.

This made Saint Peter even more angry. He felt that Saint Shamrock's attitude was too irresponsible.

When Peter Saint saw this scene, the anger in his heart was instantly ignited, but when he looked around and found himself surrounded by flowers, he forcibly suppressed the anger that was about to erupt.

At the same time, Saint Shamrock stood quietly in front of the door, his hand just raised, as if he was about to knock on the door.

However, just as his fingers were about to touch the door, an extremely cold voice suddenly rang out from inside the house: "Come in!"

The sound seemed to come from the Netherworld, making people shudder.

Not only that, it also contained undisguised anger, like an enraged lion, ready to open its bloody mouth and tear everything apart.

Upon hearing this voice, the expressions of the Five Elders instantly became solemn.

They finally understood what Saint Shamrock had meant when he said, "Lord Yim is in a bad mood."

The Five Elders hadn't heard this tone for a long time.

They vaguely remembered that the last time they heard such a sound was fifty years ago.

At that time, Rocks led his pirate group to break into Mary Geoise. Due to the momentary negligence of the World Government, Rocks actually broke into the Flower Garden and met Lord Im.

Faced with the pressure from Lord Im, Rocks was finally frightened and fled.

However, it was precisely because of Rocks' sudden intrusion that disturbed Lord Im's peace, causing Lord Im to be in an extremely bad mood at the time, just like his tone now.

The Five Elders looked at each other and exchanged glances, seeing deep solemnity and fear in each other's eyes.

Saint Shamrock had raised his hand to knock on the door, but it was suddenly fixed in mid-air as if by an invisible force.

His brows furrowed slightly, as if he realized something, and then he quickly changed his actions, slowly placed his hand on the door, and gently pushed open the tightly closed door.

As the door was pushed open, an old and solemn atmosphere hit us.

Saint Shamrock took a deep breath, straightened his body, and took steady steps, leading the five Five Elders behind him into the hall.

Saint Shamrock's expression was extremely serious. There was no fluctuation in his expression, as if he was immersed in a solemn atmosphere.

His steps were firm and powerful, and each step seemed so steady, as if this hall was his home ground.

In contrast, the Five Elders following behind him seemed somewhat uneasy.

They lowered their heads and walked carefully, with even a layer of fine beads of sweat oozing out of their foreheads.

Their steps seemed a little hesitant, as if they were full of fear and anxiety about what they were about to face.

When Saint Shamrock reached the center of the hall, he suddenly stopped, faced the throne, knelt on one knee and lowered his head.

His movements were graceful and dignified, revealing a sense of majesty and confidence.

At the same time, the Five Elders also stopped and knelt on the ground in unison, with their heads lowered, showing their absolute loyalty to the person on the throne.

At this moment, a terrifying pressure swept down from the throne like a raging storm.

The pressure was like an invisible mountain, weighing heavily on Saint Shamrock, the Five Elders and others.

There was a loud bang, and the boundless pressure was like a mountain crushing an egg, pressing the Five Elders and others behind Saint Shamrock to the ground.

Their bodies trembled involuntarily, as if they could be crushed by this powerful force at any time.

With a snap, one of the Five Elders finally couldn't bear the pressure anymore. His legs went limp and he fell to his knees on the ground.

Soon after, the others followed suit, and one by one they collapsed to the ground as if all their strength had been drained away, with their heads bowed to the ground, not daring to move at all.

\"waste! \" An angry shout exploded in the hall like thunder, making everyone's eardrums buzz.

This was Yim's voice, full of anger and disappointment.

When the Five Elders heard this angry shout, their bodies began to tremble like sieves. Their faces turned pale and beads of sweat dripped down their foreheads like raindrops.

Yim's right hand tightly grasped the armrest of the throne. Due to extreme anger, his fingers dug deeply into the armrest, even crushing it into pieces.