"Sogra? The former capital of the Zine Empire...if you take this as your surname..." "Wind Mine" lowered his head and thought in a deep voice:
"They should be nobles born and raised in that city. However, as far as I know, the city of Socra was completely closed to magic and extraordinary things for hundreds of years before its destruction. It is impossible for any natives with upper-class professions to appear there.
Humanity."
"Indeed." "Future"'s eyes were slightly closed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he saw an exciting prey-like beast, and he spoke in an unusually high tone, like a high-pitched violin:
"The manuscript of the 'Church of Hope' mentions that he was probably one of the vessels offered by George, a member of the Socratic Committee thirty years ago in order to find the location of the 'Daughter of Mechanical Elements' divine domain. The ceremony was called 'Mechanical
"Singing praises" may be due to physical constitution, or it may be the need for the arrival of the apostles of gods.
"In short, the fire devoured the other experimenters, but only made him fall into a coma. Haha, the funny thing is that the apostle of the god who was supposed to come dissipated in the alien plane, leaving behind what is called the 'Red Demon Source Power'
'Extraordinary power.
"But not long after, perhaps out of fear of the power of a power that did not belong to him, or perhaps influenced by the dome, the original Laite shot himself. Under the operation of that power, the new one who did not belong to our world
The soul took over his body.
"Brother 'Wind Mine', what a wonderful and interesting story this is. The soul from the new world occupies the body of the person who is cared for by the gods, and has a body that is as good as the gods. The legend was once told by the old god Dipsel
If he was as ambitious as we are with the 'red magic source power' he controls, I'm afraid we would have fallen at the feet of the 'Echoers' a long time ago."
"But we have never heard of his name in so many years, and we have never even heard of anyone using similar power, right?" "Wind Mine" chuckled:
"The mysterious power of red now seems to be indeed the 'red magic source power'. If one does not know the existence and use of power, then he is just a mortal. But many compatriots who have entered the 'Grey Dream' say
I have seen him and heard his complaints and 'request for payment', but once I withdraw from the dream, no matter whether I am an upper-class professional or not, I will quickly forget the content of the dream unless it is recorded in time."
"With this ability of 'dimensionality reduction strike', he must be a terrible person. No, a terrible evil god." "Future" pressed the shoulders of "Feng Mine" with both hands and spoke in a particularly low, devil-like tone.
said:
"Really great people know how to restrain their desires. Even if they are gushing out, even if they are restless, they will calm down quickly. The 'Resounder' must know his power and know how to use it, but he is very restrained and very restless.
Most likely, he is improving his strength step by step according to the god's way.
"Some people speculate that the god 'Daughter of Tool Yuan' who suddenly lost contact thirty years ago is dead and may be the 'masterpiece' of the 'Echoer'. Being blessed by a god is a quick way to advance to the rank, and killing gods can directly
Inherit some of their power.
"Knowing restraint, not hesitating when it's time to take action, or the existence of a high-level profession, a great orderer], I'm sure that he and 'Plamini' are trapped in the same area. Brother 'Wind Mine', just imagine,
We have obtained the supreme power of fire and accepted a leader who is enough to subvert the future. Then the world in the future...isn't it destined to be controlled by our 'Order Society'?"
"The future... world?" "Wind Mine" stared at the "future" with disbelief. His mouth moved, but he did not make any sound. He just made a difficult swallowing action.
After a long time, accompanied by a heavy push of the door, Mirren's voice interrupted this silence full of desire and ambition.
"Master 'Feng Mine', Patriarch Onufu Kirit sent from the capital is here. I heard that he set out one day before the order to rebuild the church was officially issued. He arrived in the town last night and will do his first visit after the New Year today.
Prayers to the 'rightful Lord' and gods."
"Ahem." "Feng Mine" suddenly realized that looking at "Future" seemed a bit awkward to outsiders, so he simply coughed twice to cover it up, stood up, straightened his clothes and said:
"We are sitting in the front row waiting for him. As the leader of the 'Order Council' and half of the 'town chief' of Xinfeng Town, I have no obligation to welcome him."
Before he could finish his words, a burst of hearty laughter came from behind him from far to near.
"Hahaha, everyone in the world is afraid of evil and devils, but how can people with light in their hearts be afraid of these? "The Holy Word Says: Era 8: The Lord created light and darkness in the original dream and poured it into them.
'Principle'. When darkness is abundant, light will ignite fire; when light is bright, darkness will bring coldness.
"If there is darkness, there must be light. If there really is a 'Alien Heartless Man' or a legendary monster, then he will definitely not be able to escape the bombardment of the 'Hyacinth Cannon'."
The owner of this thick, hoarse voice is Onufu, the Patriarch of Binglin City. "Feng Mine" knows him, but due to their status and the attitude of looking down on each other, he and Onufu just looked at each other indifferently when they passed by.
After looking at each other, they took "Future" and Mirren and sat directly in the front row.
Following the Patriarch, in addition to a few security personnel wearing black mechanical armor, were the believers who had just been frightened and fled.
The Patriarch's status within the Orthodox bishops is lofty. After all, this is the highest-status clergy that most Crusaders will come into contact with in their lifetime.
In a wasteland world where civilization is withered and people are looking forward to revival, most of the people with faith are extremely determined fanatics. The cruelty of the material world leads them to seek comfort from the spiritual realm. When they see Onufu, all the believers panic and their chaotic hearts quickly
I was able to calm down, as if the meat monster that had just changed in the "future" had never appeared.
Under the arrangements of the security personnel, all believers sat down on the nearly brand-new seats in a simple order.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Patriarch Onufu stood behind the podium in front of the holy screen, scanning the crowd with sharp eyes without saying a word.
After the rustling voices stopped completely, he said slowly and in a heavy tone:
"Are you afraid of fear?"
The audience was silent, no one dared to make any sound.
After about half a minute of silence, Onufu changed his face to a kind one and said in a gentle tone:
"The monster just now is just the 'sad' that exists deep inside all of us. It may be real, but it comes more from our hearts.
"When you are afraid of the future, dark, terrible, hateful, fearful, chaotic, disgusting, twisted, and manic 'monsters' will quietly form around you. They are the embodiment of everyone's heart, and once they belong to the brilliance of holiness
When it comes, they will be burned by the power of 'reason' and eventually turn into ashes in the flames."
"Ashes to the end?" A memory full of corruption, ulceration and blood-red flashed through "Wind Mine"'s mind, and he murmured softly. His eyes were fixed on Onufu on the platform, and the surrounding space began to briefly change.
Twisted.
Originally, the Patriarch wore a robe with a mainly holy style, embroidered with gold threads on the edges, and a white dome hat that represented the supreme purity and sublimity, which further enhanced his outward sense of holiness.
The clean cross on his chest and the scepter in his hand gave him the aura of God. His long black beard and vicissitudes of life, and his solemn face covered with small scars gave him the majesty descended by the Creator.
But in just a few seconds, in the eyes of "Wind Mine", these holy objects turned into demonic images holding sharp swords, with a pair of red and black wings, their bodies covered with blood and scales, and their tails like lizards.
This sinister, fantastic, unreasonable, absurd and weird scene change was like a boulder pressing on his soul. At this moment, he felt that he was in the land of the moon, ruled by festering purple-red things.
Like a polluted land.
Gradually, he felt that the oxygen around him was drying up, as if a hidden devil in the darkness was stretching out its transparent tentacles to strangle his throat. It was not until a thunderous roar came that he was freed from this temporary nightmare.
!
"Relax, Brother Feng Mine." "Future" patted his back lightly and whispered:
"You also know that this Patriarch is not completely human. He is just like us, but he is classified as a superpower by the Federation. Now is the time when the Federal Council needs to calm people's hearts and try to restore order. He needs to pass some half-truths and half-truths.
Fake guidance manipulates human hearts.”
"Huh, I know, I just saw it... I saw some things from the past." "Feng Mine" tried hard to restrain the feeling of hypoxia and control the breathing rate.
"It will be over soon. Gennady said that the purpose of the Patriarch's coming here is to ask Xinfeng Town to take a good lead and complete the church reconstruction work first, and set it as a benchmark for the federal Binglin Province. The symbolic significance is greater than the actual significance. Even if he
The power of 'temptation' is hurting our bodies, and we can't leave now." "Future" reminded.
"I know." "Feng Mine" barely managed a smile.
The moment the two of them turned their attention back to the podium, Onufu held up his scepter with his right hand, made a fist with his left hand twice, and violently made splashing movements around him.
Immediately afterwards, all the candles on both sides of the temple hall were lit, emitting a gentle red flame.
"I know, the Lord knows, the gods know, and the creator of the universe knows. The 'Heartless Man Virus' is a test given by the gods to human beings, fearful people, cowardly people, evil people, selfish people, and incompetent people.
, short-sighted people, people who fall into desire will melt into the long, cold night.
"We who are still given the right to life are the candidates destined by the gods to create a more glorious era. Let us pray with our hearts..." Onufu closed his eyes tightly and chanted loudly:
"O Creator who created all things, fell into deep sleep, and escaped into the dark deep sea, guide light and 'reason' into our hearts. I will stick to the long night with a peaceful mind, a firm will, a sincere attitude, and cautious words.
Waiting for the day to come.
"I will redeem myself and find a way out of pain and hardship. I will shape my heart with 'love' and 'persistence'; generate inspiration with 'dedication' and 'understanding'; balance the future with 'order' and 'adventure';
'Pray' and protect us in the face of danger. May God show us the way forward, and may 'persistence' and 'dedication' be rewarded.
“With this in mind, pray with this!”
Just as everyone was holding their fists against their chins, bowing their heads and closing their eyes to pray, Wulfya and Dak, dressed in federal soldier combat uniforms, slowly walked in from the door and quietly sat down in a corner where they were not easily noticed.