The current high priest of Roman is wearing a thick purple embroidered gold cloak, holding a scepter forged with crystal, gold, ruby sapphire, and polished with high-energy laser. The whole body is so bright that it cannot be looked at. He is walking slowly among the tall statues.
.Four priests, also wearing gorgeous cloaks and holding scepters made of mammoth ivory, gold, emerald and other precious stones, followed him carefully without making a sound, sliding across the smooth floor of the temple like ghosts.
"The Menepole family has made great contributions this time."
After walking for half an hour and passing hundreds of huge statues of gods, the high priest slowly said in his unique magnetic voice: "For such a huge contribution, the little guy from the Menepole family can give it all."
It has become the family's contribution. The family that was originally ranked tenth has now jumped to the third highest position among the Roman Emperor-elect families, close to the Holdom family. It's really interesting."
The four priests bowed deeply and did not dare to speak.
"However, all the other nine young elites of the Elector's family have disappeared, and only Porphys of the Menepole family came back with the mothership... How brave he is."
The four priests had just straightened up. When they heard the high priest's cold and emotionless words, they hurriedly bowed deeply again.
"How is your Majesty's health lately?"
The unlucky priests straightened up again, but after hearing the high priest's question, they bowed deeply again. A priest reported back with fear: "The latest news we got, His Majesty's body has been well maintained recently. Especially.
Over the past year, he has favored three to five concubines every day, and two of them have become pregnant."
The high priest's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he asked in a strange tone: "Is it possible to be pregnant? How is it possible?"
After a silence for a while, the high priest laughed a few times with unknown meaning. He tilted the scepter in his hand to the floor and said in a low voice: "I'm pregnant. I'm pregnant. Is it to compensate for the loss of his two sons? Since
It was he who sent his two sons to death, would he still feel distressed?"
Under the hood of the cloak, two golden lights flashed. The high priest looked at the huge statues nearby and said slowly: "I really thought that returning the statues of the gods to the Pantheon would allow me...
.”
After laughing strangely for a few times, the high priest suddenly sped up and walked forward quickly. This time, he walked almost faster than ordinary people running with all their strength. He and the four priests behind him seemed to be gliding on the water.
The flying fish flew forward almost without touching the ground. The strong wind brought by the five people swept through the empty hall, stirring up dull echoes among the statues, as if the statues had come to life and were talking to themselves.
Express your dissatisfaction verbally.
After running forward in the huge temple for more than an hour, the high priest suddenly turned towards Xiejiri and rushed towards a black stone statue more than 300 meters high. A golden light shot out from his scepter and hit the statue.
Between the eyebrows, accompanied by a slight mechanical roar, a portal more than six meters high suddenly opened in the heart of the statue. The high priest and four followers flew up like catkins in the wind and disappeared into the portal.
A faint black light flashed around the statue, and the door closed again, leaving no gap on the surface of the statue.
After about two minutes, a dozen Eldar assassins wearing black tights, who looked as slimy as loaches, appeared silently from the air near the statue. They turned around a few times in surprise, as if
A group of hunting dogs suddenly lost their prey. An Eldar assassin leading the team made a light gesture. The assassins spread out lightly and kept knocking and touching the statues. Obviously they knew that there was a secret door here.
exist.
"You blasphemous sinners, go to hell!"
Accompanied by a dull shout, eight old men wearing priest robes walked out from behind a nearby statue. Their hands emitted dazzling light, and a dozen Eldar assassins screamed and fled around, but
Pillars of powerful white flames spurted out from under their feet, burning them to ashes in a matter of seconds.
The eight priests circled the nearby statue several times, and after confirming that there were no more outsiders, they disappeared silently into the darkness at the foot of the statue.
In the huge statue just now, the high priest and his four followers were floating quickly along a passage that went downwards at a forty-five degree angle. This passage was extremely high and wide, and was built entirely with white stone slabs as smooth as jade.
Cheng. The stone slabs are covered with religious patterns, but these religious patterns have nothing to do with the gods of the Romans. They are all pictures of God creating man in seven days, Adam and Eve stealing apples, the Great Flood, and the Doomsday Judgment.
The long passage continued downward, and at the speed of the high priest's flight, it took him nearly a quarter of an hour to reach the end of the passage.
The front suddenly opened up. This was a very deep rift valley, about a hundred kilometers high from bottom to top. The widest point in the center of the rift valley was about two kilometers, and the length from left to right was only seven or eight kilometers. At this moment, the sun was hanging high above the head, bright and bright.
The sunlight illuminated this strange rift valley, and even more illuminated the hundreds of meters high cathedral in the middle of the rift valley.
A silver cross stands on the top of the tallest tower of the church, and there are statues of angels holding swords and trombones everywhere. Naughty little angels dance with their bare butts around these archangels, and the air is filled with a faint scent of ambergris.
In front of the church door is a square incense burner made of pure silver. Expensive natural ambergris is burning in the incense burner several meters long and wide.
Dozens of Roman young men and women wearing white robes, who were extremely handsome and without any flaws, were standing in front of the church door. They were reciting verses from the Old Testament loudly in unison.
The high priest's body trembled and he stamped his feet vigorously. Without even looking at these Roman youths, he strode into the church with a sullen head.
The main hall of the church is a huge hall made of pure silver. Sitting on the neat long wooden chairs are hundreds of Roman youths who have no flaws in their appearance, skin, speech and behavior. They are like exquisite works of art. They maintain a
In the exact same posture, he looked enthusiastically at a Roman young man standing on the pulpit in front of him.
This young man was wearing a white robe, and his hair was silver-white. Even his eyes were made silver through an unknown method. What was particularly weird was that there was a white halo of light more than a foot in diameter suspended above his head.
They look exactly like the residents of Paradise in the Earth Federation comics.
The young man raised his hands and shouted loudly: "The great Lord told me that the end will come one day! The end, the end, the end of everything! Because the filth and filth in the world offended the great Lord, so there will be
The judgment of the doomsday. Dirty creatures, dirty beliefs, dirty pursuits, dirty everything. Everything is filthy, everything is filthy. The Lord will bring down the flames of the doomsday and burn all the filth in the world."
"In order to slow down the end of the world, we must eradicate all filth in the world."
"We must purify our bodies, purify our minds, purify our souls, and purify the environment around us."
"People on Earth are dirty, so all people on Earth must be wiped out."
"The Spirit Race people are filthy, so all Spirit Race people must be wiped out."
"The Fantasy people are filthy, so all the Fantasy people must be wiped out."
"The vast majority of Romans are dirty, so the vast majority of Romans must be eliminated."
"However, although the Romans themselves are also dirty, they are still cleaner than those humble, primitive, and crude creatures."
"So, use the Romans to eliminate those filthy creatures, and then launch a great purge among the Roman people. First, eliminate those lowly and filthy hybrids. Then, eliminate those tainted and polluted Romans, and finally eliminate them.
All Romans who are less than perfect, the remaining Romans are pure and flawless Romans.”
“Only the purest lamb can survive the last judgment of the great Lord! And you are me, the apostle of the great Lord, the elect chosen by the saints who serve the Lord!”
"You are not perfect, you are not clean, but there is hope for you to become clean!"
"Honor the great Lord and dedicate your souls to the great Lord; respect the great Me and dedicate your lives and bodies to the great Me! You will be saved!"
The young man roared enthusiastically: "Believe in me, and you will have eternal life. Believe in me, and you can survive the end of the world. Believe in me, and you will become the gods of the new era!"
With a bang, the young man tore off his robe. He knelt down under the huge cross behind him and shouted loudly: "Lord, accept my piety! I will continue to cleanse myself and everything else."
Chosen people, in the end our pure bodies and souls will stand before you and accept your judgment!"
Four unusually strong Roman men walked up to the pulpit holding thorn sticks made of special alloys. They made a cross on their devout chests, then waved the thorn sticks several meters long and as thick as the mouth of a bowl, fiercely.
Hit the young man on the back.
The heavy thorns fell on the young man's skin with a dull sound. Those present heard the cracking sound of his bones and saw that large areas of skin on his back were torn apart by long sharp thorns.
Their flesh and blood were bloody. The Roman youths sitting on the benches stood up at the same time. They loudly sang praises to God, held hands enthusiastically, and swayed their bodies from side to side.
"Lord~~~Save your believers~~~Before the end comes~~~I will sweep away all the filth and darkness for you!"
The young man screamed loudly, and his spiritual power rushed out from above his head like a hurricane, turning into a silver whirlwind that swept through the entire hall. Those Roman youths closed their eyes, and they chanted the holy name of God devoutly. They also had great spirit.
Power rushed out from between their eyebrows and merged into the young man's spiritual storm.
The four Roman men silently waved thorn sticks and beat the young man's body to a bloody pulp, exposing white bones and colorful internal organs in many places.
The young man screamed at the top of his lungs and kept chanting the holy name of God.
A wonderful chant came from the sky, and six silver wings condensed from pure spiritual power suddenly sprayed out from the young man's back. A white light fell from the sky, falling gently on his body. The young man's body trembled, The twitching, almost disintegrated body healed at a miraculous speed. In just a few blinks, his body became intact as before, with not even the tiniest scratch left on the smooth skin. .
The young man with a sacred and solemn face slowly stood up, turned around, and looked majestically at the high priest standing at the door of the hall.
After a long time, the young man nodded slowly and said: "Honorable high priest, worshiper of the evil god, why did you come to this sacred place? Do you also want to believe in God?"
The high priest was so angry that he rolled his eyes and looked at the young man panting for a while. Then the high priest said slowly: "Saint among the Romans, the last leader of the Roman Knights, Your Excellency Mad Angel, you Do you still remember your last name?"
The naked young man flapped his wings delicately behind him. He slowly flew in front of a beautiful Roman girl, reached out and hooked her soft waist, hugged her and flew up into the sky. Just before the high priest In front of so many people, the mad angel took off the girl's clothes and entered the girl's body with a calm expression.
Looking at the high priest gently, while trying to move his body, the mad angel said slowly: "My last name? Holtham? Well, when I dedicated myself to the great God, this last name..."
The Roman girl let out a graceful moan, and the Crazy Angel twitched her body less than thirty times before she ejaculated. After breathing deeply for a while, the Crazy Angel put the girl back in her original position. He smiled gently at the girl and said: "You have undergone another divine purification. On behalf of the holy Lord, I purify your body and soul. When the end comes, you will have eternal life."
The girl looked at the mad angel with fascination. She folded her hands on her chest and prayed devoutly: "Great Master, I am willing to dedicate everything to you."
The mad angel smiled and kissed the girl's pale golden lips, then slowly flew in front of the high priest.
"I still remember that I once had that surname, Holgram... Tell me, what happened to the Holgram family?"
The eyes of the high priest burst out with a dazzling fire, and he said in a low voice: "The first heir of the Holdom family has disappeared. Before his disappearance, his personal merit points were enough for him to succeed after the natural death of the current king. Succession to the throne of king."
Nodding as a matter of course, Mad Angel said calmly: "Oh, this is my bloodline, of course it is excellent. But, why did he disappear?"
The high priest sneered: "The Red Dragon King did it himself."
Mad Angel's body stiffened suddenly. He looked at the high priest in surprise and asked, "Red Dragon King? Did he take action himself?"
The high priest nodded slowly: "He and His Majesty the King seem to have reached some kind of agreement."
After laughing strangely for a few times, the high priest said sadly: "The former captain of the King's Guard and His Majesty the King are naturally the best partners."
After a moment of silence, Mad Angel slowly raised his arms: "Great Lord, for your glory, the time has come to clean up the filth."
