What Ren saw, placed in the center of the temple, were three extremely simple coffins. They were not decorated with flowers or carved reliefs, and only had a simple emblem carved on them.
Half-open scroll and shield.
The scroll represents the contract, and the shield represents protection.
Simple and clear.
This is the emblem of the God of Contract and Guardian, the Lord of Guardians, Greste.
On both sides of the coffin, there were clergymen from the temple, about twenty people, including priests, paladins, and temple guards. They all looked extremely solemn.
"this……"
Ren turned his head to look at Keith next to him and asked in a trembling voice.
This always cheerful man raised his neck and sniffed, with a trace of undetectable choking in his tone.
"Fitch, Scott, Kyle... they died heroically in the battle against evil."
The sonorous, powerful and deafening oaths of the warriors could not help but echo in the temple. Three priests, led by Chief Priest Jonathan, walked to the coffin, stretched out their hands, and slowly closed the eyes of the deceased.
The girl opened her mouth, her face full of grievances.
Ren shook his head helplessly and looked at Miss Ranger.
For them, these souls are food and even wealth!
The funeral ended with the priest's prayer.
Under the leadership of Ren, the two walked through the main hall and came to the station of the Paladins behind the temple.
Ren comforted the old man and said.
Walking to a small wooden house at the far end of the station, Ren reached out and knocked lightly on the door.
There was no gold, silver, silk or ivory and other luxuries. Armor and weapons were the only grave goods for these war dead.
The Dark Fire Network is a dark organization wanted by the Bauhinia Business Alliance.
After saying that, he patted Ren on the shoulder.
The old man raised his right hand and motioned for the two of them to sit down.
The old man in front of him is the leader of the Holy Warriors Order of the Guardian Temple in Fanlin Town, a well-known high-level Holy Warrior.
The warriors inserted their weapons on the floor, lowered their eyes, and said solemnly:
"In the face of powerful enemies, do not be afraid or fearful."
"Do you want to go together?"
At the end of the sentence, the old man burst into hearty laughter.
"sit."
Facing the beloved elder of the original owner, Ren opened his mouth and finally sat back in his seat.
"This guy Claes is not doing anything right all the time..."
"However, due to intelligence errors, a black priest was added to the target. The temple's losses this time were still too great. Feiqi and the others are such great young men, but the result was..."
The girl came back to her senses and hurriedly followed the example and half-knelt on the ground.
"Angelica, why didn't you tell me earlier?!"
Speaking of the casualties in the battle of the temple, even if he is as open-minded and strong as an old man, his face shows deep sadness and self-blame.
"Is it Ren? The door is unlocked, come in!"
The old leader waved his hand, blew his beard and glared at Ren.
The girl bit her lip, hesitated, and nodded slightly.
Ren stood up, but found that at some point, the girl next to him had tears on her cheeks.
"Be brave and loyal, worthy of the gods,"
"Ren, Boss Film is looking for you."
"My Lord Greste..."
Renn, who had just sat down, suddenly stood up and looked at the girl next to him again, with a hint of complaint in his tone.
Looking at the faces of his former comrades and companions in the coffin, Pastor Jonathan's long light gray eyes revealed sadness.
In the world of Erathia, the souls of the dead need to first go to the underworld controlled by the Lord of the Netherworld via the River Styx, and then be taken back to the Kingdom of God by the attendants sent by the gods they believed in during their lifetime.
As the second life and most trusted partner of a warrior, these equipments that accompany their masters in fighting to the last moment will sleep underground together with their masters.
"Your people, your warriors, your defenders, sleep here..."
"May you protect their noble souls from being tarnished..."
"May their souls find peace in your kingdom of God..."
"Qiang!"
"Captain, your left arm..."
"Captain, dying in battle is the honor of a warrior."
At this moment, Ren suddenly discovered that Felin's sleeve on the left side was empty.
As the last word of the prayer fell, more than a dozen paladins and temple guards knelt on the ground at the same time, and the armor leaves collided with the armor leaves, making a crisp sound.
When he opened the door, Ren saw an old man with gray hair and casual clothes sitting on a chair, slowly sipping a cup of light tea.
"This time we went to clear out the stronghold of the Profane Order, but we met a big fish, the top executive of the Dark Fire Network, the 'Black Priest' Adaline. It was she who gave me this arm. However, an arm is needed in exchange for
She lost her life, so the old man still made a profit for me, haha! Moreover, when Jonathan cures the injuries of the boys, my arm can be cured with just one [Advanced Restoration Technique]!"
"May your souls not be stained and return to the kingdom of our Lord as soon as possible!"
The three of them walked into the temple silently and stood in the queue.
Among the sacrificed temple personnel were a paladin and two temple guards.
The voices and looks of these brave warriors are just like yesterday. They put their hands on their chests and wore armors all over their bodies. Although the blood stains on them have been wiped away, you can still see the dents on the armors, which were left after the tragic battle.
trace.
Their weapons were held to their sides.
Soon, the funeral began.
The sound of the sword being unsheathed echoed in the temple.
The purpose of this organization is to control the commercial trade of the entire Western Continent, which is obviously intolerable to Bauhinia, who started out as a businessman.
"Protecting the weak is not against the law of nature,"
The old man handed them a cup of coffee and said slowly:
After saying that, he gave a thumbs up, turned his head and winked at Angelica with a teasing look on his face, and then left amid the girl's coquettish voice.
"You kid, why are you so worried? Sit down for me. And don't be harsh on Angelica. I didn't let her say it. What, do you have any objections?"
"In the name of God, in the name of my soul,"
"We all know about you, great job!"
After the funeral, a paladin walked up to Renn, fist-bumped the boy and said hello, and then whispered:
Ren and Keith also knelt down on one knee, and Ren took the opportunity to help Miss Ranger, who was immersed in grief.
Pieces of holy water are sprinkled on the body of the deceased by the priests. While these holy waters cleanse the body of the deceased, they also protect the soul of the deceased from the covetousness of evil spirits.
"Young people are just frizzy and can't have a little patience and determination?"
Headed by Jonathan, the chief priest of the temple, and assisted by two priests, they slowly recited a prayer to bid farewell to their comrades.
"Be loyal and upright, and would rather die than surrender."
"Let's go in...send them off for the last time."
In the past two years, Renne had trained and rested in this place, so it can be said that he was familiar with it.
The section where the Styx River flows through the bottomless abyss is the most chaotic and the most dangerous. Both demons and devils covet these pure souls.
"May your eyes cast pity on this place..."
"Captain Filmin."
"Sake a vow and never forget it!"
Renn bowed respectfully to the old man.
"I know," the old man picked up the tea cup and took a deep sip, "it's just that when people get older, they can't bear to see these things like birth, old age, sickness and death."
Putting down the teacup, Feilin looked at Renn quietly.
"Next, let's talk about you."
Thank you to book friend [Turing Nash] for the reward of 100 starting coins!