"Is it new?" "Feng Mine" asked, touching the wet anti-rust paint on the door.
The brand-new gate is mainly made of iron, and the content carved on it is generally simple drawings of holy angels and the Lord. When viewed as a whole, all the graphics converge into a huge cross, with a relatively simple style. Other than that,
Apart from that, there is nothing else.
After pushing the door open, several believers from around the Pashain Temple had gathered. They heard that the temple had just been renovated and was under reconstruction planning, so they rushed over to pray.
After all, when the temple was in dilapidation, due to poor roads and the frequent presence of wild beasts and wandering "careless people" around, most people, unless they were the most ardent believers, could only do daily prayers at home.
This reconstruction gives these people who feel guilty about the gods a chance to "atone" psychologically, in order to avoid being judged in purgatory after death and falling into hell.
Looking around, "Wind Mine" found that more than half of the few believers were lost people, some of the remaining humans were dressed as federal [soldiers], and there were only a few human residents in Xinfeng Town.
The internal style of the temple is not much different from the mainstream main church in the Federation, with a strong, solemn and solemn style as the main theme.
Since renovation has just begun, only one main hall can be entered normally.
In the eyes of "Feng Mine", the color inside the temple is dark, mainly industrial gray and black. The top of the middle of the hall is a circular patio, which is covered with a layer of glass so that only sunlight can penetrate from there.
The rows of windows on both sides only let in a limited amount of light. Through the seats, "Wind Mine" walked past the main podium used by the priest or bishop, and looked at the dust behind it that had not yet been taken care of. It was originally magnificent.
of holy screen.
What is a little surprising is that in addition to the human-looking main figure imagined by the believers and the legendary governor of the Central Empire, the pictures above also have some weird "gods" guarding them.
There are two monsters with human bodies and octopus tentacles, holding scepters and looking up into space to pray. There is also a beast with eyeballs all over its body, an insect-like body, tentacles on its limbs, and a jointed tail extending from the back of its spine, crawling in front of the governor.
Waiting for his ride.
In addition, there are three bats with big eyeballs on the top of the holy screen, which seem to be waving their wings, and the power surging in the body emits rays outwards, so that the apostles scare away the weird ones who dare to disturb the true master.
However, except for the gods and humans, the pictures were quite in the style of the old gods. "Wind Mine" looked at it for a while and smiled helplessly, feeling that two completely different "literary styles" were so blended in the Wasteland Era.
harmonious.
While I was sighing, there was suddenly a strange movement on the top of the temple, like people walking.
Looking up, I don't know when I saw a dark mass of flesh lying on the patio glass. The unconscious tapping sound of two steel tentacles extending from behind was just like a person walking.
With a high-pitched scream, the piece of meat fell vertically to the ground, raising choking dust and scaring away other believers who came to pray.
"Master Feng Mine, there is a monster!" Mirren said, standing in front of Feng Mine, taking out his pistol and pointing it at the squirming mass of flesh.
Immediately afterwards, as if stimulated by Mirren's words, the piece of meat stretched out two iron tentacles covered with mucus and hit the two of them directly.
boom!
Fortunately, both "Wind Mine" and Mirren's reflexes were outstanding among the Lost. With a slight jump, they escaped the attack and landed gracefully on the ground covered with red carpet.
At the same time, the meat monster did not continue to attack, but let out a scary, human-like laughter.
"Master 'Wind Mine', please leave first, I will fight with him." Mirren stepped forward with a determined look and blocked the front of "Wind Mine" with his hands.
His spirit is now highly concentrated, and the flame-based magic power in his body that belongs to the Vampire race is constantly surging, forming a layer of dull red light on the surface of his body. At the same time, it also makes his eyes red, like someone walking out of hell.
Humanoid devil.
But "Wind Mine" didn't seem to be moved by the threat of the monster in front of him. Instead, he patted Mirren on the shoulder, chuckled, looked at the meat monster in front of him and said:
"It's useless, you can't beat him. His magic power level is higher than yours, and even ordinary firearms can't hurt him at all. If you don't believe me, just shoot him and see if the bullet sinks into his flesh."
It was still bounced away.”
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As he said that, "Wind Mine" strode forward, stopped less than two meters away from the meat monster, stared at the tentacles waving randomly and its squirming body, and continued to say with a smile:
"Everything in the world is an illusion, a terrible nightmare of the Creator. What we see, what we hear, what we think, and what we wish for are all illusory existences. The beauty of the world is messy, and the burning heart is charred. Unexpectedly
Ah 'Future', you always get there one step ahead of me."
"Future? Is it Mr. Future?" Mirren asked with a puzzled face, subconsciously putting away all the magic power and putting the gun back on his waist.
At the same time, the piece of meat quickly shrank inward, and after a burst of chaotic purple light, it turned into the appearance of a young man wearing a leather jacket.
"Brother Feng Mine, I miss you so much." A delicate, artificial, prelude, and high-pitched voice came from the young man's throat. Before he could react, "Future" threw himself into the arms of "Feng Mine".
"'Future', I haven't seen you for more than three years, and you are still as coquettish as before." "Feng Kuang" said in a gentle tone, stroking "Future's" brown hair.
Such a harmonious and loving scene made Millen, who was standing behind, a little stunned. In his impression, "Wind Mine" was a slightly ideal leader, with a cold and fiery heart, and a resolute, even cold appearance.
But the person in charge of "Future" in front of him revealed the gentle side of his heart, as if the two of them were really biological brothers.
After an extremely doting and sweet hug, "Feng Mine" took "Future" to sit down on the spot, lit an "inner-rolled flower cigarette" smuggled from the southern Zine Empire, and after some hesitation, he singled out
He put his arms around Future's relatively petite body and looked up and down.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! This leader with dark magic power is at a similar level to his magic power, both at level 4: Hope, but he has been in the world for a shorter time
, there is currently no chance of getting an upper-level career.
He is petite, similar to an average child, about 1.4 meters tall, and his pair of light black holes reveal a terrifying fear of being stared at in the dark.
But at least in front of "Feng Mine", "Future"'s eyes are full of excitement and innocent cuteness. The white and unadorned face of melon seeds has not lost its childishness. Only a mark related to the dark night on the forehead can tell others
It implies that this is not a simple child.
The outfit of a leather jacket and jeans actually does not conform to the Crusaders' or classical or steam-style aesthetics. Coupled with "Future's" curly hair, this style is closer to that of the Ptoyan people.
After getting up and sitting on a bench nearby, "Feng Mine" asked:
"Has there been any abnormality in the Extreme Cold Special Zone, especially in Demonic City in the past two years? You just came back from there, so you should know more about it than that kid from 'Yin Min', right?"
"Of course." "Future" said confidently:
"It is still the northernmost industrial base of the Federation. Brother Feng Mine, in fact, the resource reserves in the extreme cold zone are quite considerable. If the old empire really works hard to develop it, oil, coal mines, iron ore, and rare earths will be indispensable.
Exhausted, inexhaustible.
"But during this period, according to the instructions of you and the old leader, I went to check two sequential monsters related to the Machine Lord that were sealed by the city's underground research office. They are currently relatively stable. The 'Hongdang' incident more than a year ago
It should have nothing to do with it.”
"Were you there during the 'Red Swing'? And last month's 'Visible Red Swing', did you get any information?" "Feng Mine" asked, crushing the cigarette and throwing it aside.
"I was here. A year ago, I used the 'sighting technique' and I did see the shining red light emanating from the universe. It was the same as last month. The terrifying red light in the sky seemed... as if it was pulling us into the devil's trap.
In the ordinary world, even people who are used to seeing extraordinary things have to leave some psychological shadow.
"But I don't think it's the punishment of the 'God of Fire' or the wrath of the Creator. I saw a force coming from the ice and snow field in the south. It is probably the conspiracy of the evil god." "Future" replied.
"It is said that some people have heard the word 'long' in Khitan Reese?" "Feng Mine" asked next.
"So I think this has nothing to do with gods." "Future" replied in a positive tone:
"That incident caused at least a hundred people to commit suicide after a mental breakdown. Even if the gods are driven by selfish desires, they will not make fun of human lives. After all, they can only exist if they have believers. If all the believers disappear, maintaining
Their energy for survival will also be exhausted.
"After the 'Hongdang', I went to the 'Beislunai Area' and saw the wind wall from a distance. Unfortunately, with the current means, we really can't break through there and look for 'Pulami'
There are traces of Ni'. However, regarding the evil god 'Echoer', I did find some information that the Federal Council does not have."
"Oh? Tell me." "Feng Mine" asked curiously.
"She may not be in the sequence of gods, and she cannot even be counted as a 'god'. I learned from the old soldiers from the Zine Empire in the south that thirty years ago, there were humans who were rumored to have similar appearances to the 'Echoers'.
He served in the Imperial Army and participated in the famous battle of Silent Heights.
"Moreover, the fragmentary pages of the manuscripts about the 'Church of Hope' mentioned that the 'Responder' is probably the leader of the 'Order', and is probably the 'Northern [Order]' as mentioned by the sister of 'Lei Ye'.
The manuscript mentions in a very clear tone: 'Natasha, who is the Goddess of Love, once performed a divination for a young man on the order of the cards, and the conclusion was a shocking enough [order]. For a thousand years,
Apart from Yin Fan 22nd, he is the only one who has come up with this result through formal divination."
"Is his name... recorded in the manuscript of the 'Church of Hope'? He is the possible evil god 'Echoer'." "Wind Mine" asked with a slightly anxious tone.
"Yes, it seems to be called... called... Laite Sugra."