After sitting down, in order not to attract too much attention, the two imitated the actions of those around them, closed their eyes tightly, and began to clench their fists and pray.
The solemn and quiet atmosphere lasted for about half a minute. When the surrounding candles began to extinguish one by one, until half of the darkness descended on the temple again, with a cry from Patriarch Onufu, everyone opened their eyes at the same time.
, and put your hands on your knees.
After a short period of confusion, the believers present felt that their bodies and hearts were gradually occupied by an emotion called "struggle".
Gradually, their inner fear of fighting and desperate "unintentional people" began to disappear, and the hope of survival and fighting began to fill the spiritual realm again.
Everyone, except "Feng Kuang" and Dak, felt that their bodies were full of illusory power, as if they had been given a shot of stimulant, and their minds were filled with longing for the future, but they maintained a rare sense of stability and stability.
Calm down to resist Ji Dong's emotions.
This is the main purpose of Onufu's acceptance of the Socratic Committee. As a loyal believer and cleric of the Orthodox Bishop, he cannot and cannot manipulate others to satisfy the desires of certain people.
Therefore, he does not want to turn the believers who accept semi-hypnotic guidance into fanatical and energetic production machines. On the contrary, while giving them hope, he also hopes that they will become a new generation in the dark, long, mysterious, and desperate night.
The existence of normal people before the Yuan Dynasty.
However, when Duck opened his eyes again, he "saw" a strange brilliance from Onufu's body.
At first, there was an illusion-like change of light and shadow, and then, there was a hazy, dream-like veil-like light clinging to the Patriarch's eyebrows.
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This was a bright red light. As he stared at it, Duck realized that it was rapidly collapsing into a mark composed of two curves showing an axial symmetry.
He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, but only a second later, the light and mark were gone.
When he was completely freed from the emotions of doubt and surprise, the entire hall of Pashain Temple was already empty except for the three "Wind Mine" people who were still in the front row.
As the noon time passed quietly and lost direct sunlight, the area where the temple was located once again became like a dilapidated tomb area outside the road, dim and dark, with only ghostly shadows swaying in it, filled with very uncomfortable
Deep and depressing.
"It's time to go." Wovya's deep voice came from the side, followed by a broad and heavy palm that slapped the pain in his lower back.
"Oh." Dak, who was wrapped in confusion and confusion, instantly became very clear-headed and responded in a low voice:
"It seems that the intuition of [the troublemaker] is sometimes not accurate, or maybe I am not yet proficient in using the power of the upper-level profession. When I passed near the K-12 old highway just now, I clearly saw a stream of blue smoke.
Floating up, it was near this temple, but now it seems that it was either caused by the demonic power in the body of the Orthodox Patriarch, or someone had used sequential monsters here.
"The piece of beast called the 'Metamorphic Body' and the 'Eternal Cold Heart' filled with the power of ice may not be here. I feel... although this prayer has indeed reduced the 'sadness' in my mind.
We have learned a lot, but it seems that we should not try to find them through detective behavior. It is better to... use the power of those in power to find them most conveniently and cost-effectively."
"Thank God, my Dak." Wulfya breathed a sigh of relief, his expression turned relaxed and he said:
"You finally understand an important truth about being a human being. Yes, humans are social animals and have the social attributes of cooperative living. If you are always doing things alone, you might as well be a beast."
Immediately afterwards, he leaned into Dak's ear and lowered his voice:
"Since you have completely chosen to become a human, you must abide by the laws among humans. Since you and I both believe that human civilization will never disappear, then you will one day live in a peaceful era, right?"
"So, let's go into Xinfeng Town now to find your friend...the newly appointed chief Mo Lun?" Dak asked in a daze.
"Since the Federal Council has chosen to cooperate now, it must have almost complete information about them. When he is sent to such a delicate place, the bald commander of the strategic group will definitely give him everything he needs. He is reluctant to part with his hard work.
The good seedlings that were cultivated went back in disgrace before they could make any contribution to the Federation." Wulfya put her arm around Dak's shoulders, stood up and said:
"Let's go, I think you are hungry too, go and eat something. Staying hungry for a long time is not good for you or me."
Just as the two stood up and prepared to leave this oppressive place, the immature voice of "Future" came from behind them:
"Are you two federal [soldiers] here to perform a mission?"
"Us?" Duck turned around and pointed at himself in confusion and asked.
"Besides you, are there any other [Fighters] here now?" Future asked.
Dak did not continue to answer, but slowly walked up to the two "masters" of the Order Association. After just one second of looking at each other, he smelled the strong smell of blood and the unique magic source power from the three of them.
the breath.
He would never give any additional positive or negative impression to any human being or lost person because of their appearance. Even though "Feng Mine" in a tuxedo showed a decent aristocratic atmosphere, "Future" had a delicate look.
With a cute, childish and delicate face, Mirren has the unique and beautiful face of the vampire family.
On the contrary, in an era where crises are rife and mankind is suffocated by the haze of war, the nobler, more handsome, the more confident, and the more unique the temperament of a person, the more dangerous he is.
Ordinary human beings are busy with production and fighting, and are highly stressed physically and mentally. They cannot have the opportunity to put on makeup, dress up, or take care of themselves. Many people are unable to nourish themselves for a long time, and there will always be a trace of fatigue and anxiety on their faces, and their bodies will exude various kinds of diseases all year round.
An unexpected smell.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Therefore, with just one glance, he concluded that the people in front of him were all lost people, and the order of the demon source was not low, and they probably belonged to a certain type of powerful people.
organize.
After looking at "Future" with gray eyes for about half a minute, Dark coughed lightly and said:
"It must be the Lost One."
"That's right." "Future" nodded and said:
"But we are not hostile. As you know, the 'Order Society' is now in a cooperative relationship with the Federation, and we will be needed for future military operations. What about you? Are you here from the capital to perform tasks?"
"People from the 'Order Society'." Dak said angrily:
"Even if it's a mission, we have no reason to tell you."
He has not seen "Future" and "Wind Mine", nor has he heard their voices completely clearly.
However, the unbeatable voice did remind him of the "future" that was briefly in a cooperative state in the morning, but the fatigue for most of the day prevented him from thinking about that aspect for the time being.
The disgust brought to him by the "Lost One" and the nervousness brought about by killing "Yin Ming" and "Ruwen" made him unwilling to stay here for even one more minute.
As soon as he finished speaking, he was ready to leave.
"Wait a minute." "Future" stopped him, which shocked him. His right hand subconsciously touched his waist, where the weapon was stored.
However, his worries were obviously unnecessary. The young man with dark purple curly hair just said with a friendly smile:
"You smell like a 'monster' on your body. I think you must be one of the 'special personnel' in the city guard who deal with dangerous extraordinary monsters or 'alien heartless people'."
Before Dak could answer, the tall Wulfya quickly walked over and stood in front of the "future", staring down at him like a huge polar bear looking down at its petite fish prey, using his trademark voice as thick as a rock.
said:
"I also smelled from you the scent of beasts that are afraid to see people and hide in the dark. You know, after fighting and training with him, I always like to go hunting large beasts in the wild. Fighting them will make you feel better.
My blood was racing and I was extremely excited. Of course, beasts are rational creatures after all, and they will run away when facing powerful enemies.
"However, the 'Alien Heartless Man' will not do that. Instead, it will rise to the challenge or set a trap, hoping to kill the hunter."
"Oh?" "Future" did not feel any panic when faced with the difference in body size. Instead, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, stared at Wofya with interest, and said with a strange smile:
"However, hunters are not always able to defeat all prey. Similarly, the plans of the 'Xenogeneic Heartless Man' will not always succeed. On the contrary, if the hunter cooperates with the 'Xenogeneic Heartless Man', a wonderful chemical reaction may be produced."
"But such cooperation should be paid, isn't it? Ice and fire complement each other to achieve a win-win situation, so as not to offend potential collaborators and achieve what you call cross-species cooperation, isn't it?" Wofya also revealed
An intriguing smile.
At this point, he has completely guessed the identity of the person in front of him. The aura of demonic power escaping from the body, coupled with the person's clothing and self-proclaimed "Order Society" identity, he can generally determine the person next to him in the "future"
It's a "wind mine".
However, he did not break through this layer of window paper. On this journey to pursue "Plamini", he and Dak needed friends more than potential enemies with uncertain attitudes. Like warriors climbing a cliff, more
Pay attention to the stability of the rope, rather than thinking about hunting animals to satisfy hunger halfway.
After looking up at Wulfya's huge and strong body for a few seconds, "Future" suddenly sneered a few times, sighed, and said with a slight smile:
"Integrity is the virtue that the Khitanese people aspire to. Compared with us Westerners, who pay more attention to strength and the law of the jungle, they are more rational and possess a rare spirit of contract. The Federal Council has been emphasizing the reconstruction of human [order] in recent years.
Laws, our 'order society' is eager for more people to abide by the 'spirit of contract'.
"I think that if I am lucky enough to cooperate with a powerful hunter one day, abiding by the agreement will benefit me more than cheating."
"That's good, we have to go to the town first. My old friend is still waiting for me." Wulfya nodded slightly, pulled Duck and walked straight out. When he approached the brand new door, he heard "Future"
A clear-toned shout:
"We will meet again, hunter."
After the two left, "Feng Mine" standing at the back asked doubtfully:
"You... know each other?"
"Maybe, maybe... I met him in a cold place." "Future" pretended to recall.
