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Chapter 1301 The Lost City of God's Favorites

The huge shadow behind the clouds floated and gradually faded. It lasted for more than ten minutes before finally disappearing.

Everything that just happened was like an illusion.

"Goddess, what is that...?" Calasius held his hands in front of his chest, his lips were a little dry, "That evil and huge..."

Hao Ren had no expression on his face and didn't look back: "That's Rock Marton, or a certain part of it."

All the monks and church knights took a deep breath.

"But it seems that it hasn't completely broken free of the seal," Hao Ren turned around, his voice was calm, trying to calm the others down, "That should be the projection it produced in the real world, and the barrier left by the goddess is still blocking it.

So it was just a shadow. But no matter what, the confinement of the Forgotten Abyss seems to be in danger, and collapse should happen at any time."

"We should go to Asuman immediately." Karasius said quickly.

Hao Ren nodded, while his eyes slowly swept across the dim cathedral.

Tired monks, nervous guardian knights, and panicked refugees. Due to the limited number of refugees that can be accommodated in the underground palace, there are also a large number of refugees gathered in the above-ground buildings of the church.

These people are exhausted, and more importantly, their mental wear and tear has reached a dangerous critical point. What they are facing is a nightmare power that cannot be measured by common sense. The projection of Rock Marton has descended, and the dark shadows wandering in the city are getting more and more...

The stronger the situation, these people will not be able to survive for long. Therefore, you must find a way to keep them alive before leaving.

He pinched his chin and whispered softly: "We must find a way to leave a barrier or other protective means for this cathedral..."

When Lily heard this, she quickly covered her tail: "There isn't much hair left!!"

"I didn't say I wanted you to pluck your hair!" Hao Ren glared at the husky spirit angrily, and then took out some red paper from his pocket.

These red papers were obviously torn off from somewhere else. There was still untied transparent tape on the edge. On the front of the red paper, you could see crooked calligraphy. Hao Ren shook the red paper apart twice and saw

It is a couplet. The first couplet is: I have been holding back for two months and I don’t know what to write. The second couplet is: I have been thinking for three days to come up with two nonsense sentences. The horizontal line is: As long as there are words...

Friends with better memories should have already remembered that this thing is an authentic copy of Raven 145...

This couplet was once posted on the front door of the Hao family mansion. According to the saying of the crazy woman, if a true god leaves a writing, he will turn evil into good. This couplet can make the entire mansion righteous and evil. Hao Ren had to pretend at first.

The advanced workers put up the couplets according to the leader's instructions, but within two months they couldn't stand the shame coming from the bottom of their hearts, so they took them off again. Such an unfortunate thing was posted at the door, and people came here every day.

Taking photos with mobile phones, those who know only think that young people’s ideas are fresh and refined, and those who don’t know think that there are a room full of performance artists living in it, who can stand it...

But people from other worlds don’t know Chinese characters, so they must be able to bear it...

"Put these things on the door of the church to stop the erosion of the power of nightmare and chaos," Hao Ren solemnly handed the couplet to Father Bernstein with a straight face. Xuanzang was not sure when he was holding the scripture.

He was serious, and he explained to others while handing it over, "This is posted on the left, this is posted on the right, this is posted on the side door frame, horizontally, it is called horizontal batch. Alas, you put it upside down, the words look like this... Don't

After asking so many questions, you just think this is a talisman... If I say it is a talisman, it is a talisman! Did the Goddess of Creation also say that small advertisements are not allowed to be posted at the gate of heaven?"

Bernstein took over the powerful couplet in a daze. Later, Hao Ren looked at it and felt there was something wrong with it. He simply took out two squares of red paper from his pocket and used the ones he had received from the Raven 145 office.

The signature pen flashed on two doors, one said "The Goddess covers me" and the other said "Evil retreats", and then handed them to the priest with great care and attention: "Post these two as well.

Open the door one on each side."

He thought about how he was also a pope and left some authentic calligraphy. Even if it wasn't as good as Raven's handwriting, it was at least a sub-artifact. Lily, a husky spirit, could bark a hundred meters in this shitty place like Kolo.

As for Holy Light, a demigod who has received a certificate and is on duty cannot be worse than Lily. No matter how bad he is, he still writes with a Raven 145 signature pen, and there are goddess teeth marks on the pen holder...

The situation in Luan City is precarious, and it is always good to have a little more protection.

After everything was arranged, Hao Ren and Karasius selected their troops and prepared to set off for Asuman, the Holy Crystal Mountain.

When leaving the cathedral, Hao Ren looked back and was pleased to see that Father Bernstein had pasted the red papers on the door according to his instructions. Although the priest was still suspicious of these red papers, he at least knew how to trust them.

There is a reason to believe it or not. The majestic Cathedral of the Goddess of Creation stands quietly in the darkness, with a red couplet inscribed by Raven 145 on the door. The two gods completed the first mission under such extremely special conditions.

A fusion of divine power, the collision coefficient of painting style is at least 20,000 stars...

Hao Ren looked at it for a while, shook his head and sighed: "It's so fucking festive."

The couplet emits a faint white light in the darkness, all evils recede and the evil spirits are difficult to invade.

Hao Ren, Calasius and others led the soldiers of the Holy Domain Investigation Team and the barbarian soldiers of the sub-race, and soon arrived near the Crystal Holy Mountain Asuman, and stopped at a place overlooking the foot of the Holy Mountain.

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The running in the wilderness and the twisted monsters that were born in the darkness that we saw along the way can be ignored. They only added hundreds more collision victories to Hao Ren's Beidou Star.

Standing on a high ground near the City of Gods, Hao Ren looked into the distance.

Asuman was more majestic than he imagined, but it didn't look like a "mountain" in the normal sense at all.

As if a huge crystal cluster is inserted straight into the earth, Asuman stands abruptly in the center of a circular basin. The white crystal mountain is steep and neat, and the high and low crystal pillars are integrated together to form this eternal

The main body of the miracle, the Holy Mountain becomes thinner as you go up. At the top of the mountain, you can vaguely see the last floating light and shadow, as well as a vague crack.

And at the foot of Asuman, what was once the city of gods, now only has large potholes and scattered ruins left.

Just as the old bishop Holtzman said, eighty or ninety percent of the entire City of God has disappeared: the magnificent city buildings are gone, and an unpleasant smell remains in the air.

There are huge pits of various sizes scattered within the three concentric rings at the foot of Asuman Mountain, just like the traces formed after hot molten iron was poured into rosin. At the bottom of each giant pit, you can also see the slightly rising water.

Heat, and suspicious, shiny condensation.

"It looks like a meteorite rain destroyed the city," Lily exclaimed in surprise, "Are those big craters made by meteorites?"

Hao Ren poked his head and looked at it for a while: "It would be great if Lao Wang was here, he is an expert in this field."

Carathius stood there in the dim light, silent and pale.

Although he had heard about the cowardly incident in the City of God from Bishop Holtzman before, after actually seeing it with his own eyes, he was still in great shock and panic.

Now, only the strong willpower of a high-ranking priest is still supporting him, preventing him from falling in the cold wind.

"That's the Palace of the Icons," after a while, Calasius finally spoke. He raised his hand and pointed to the end of the ruins pit, at the foot of the holy mountain Asuman. The hoarse voice that spoke scared him.

Jump, "The Supreme Center of the Church."

Hao Ren also saw the magnificent building. It was a very special twin tower with a unique style in the world of Koro. The lower part of the Icon Palace was platinum-gold, with multiple domes and palace walls.

In the upper part, there are two tall spiers, and a long corridor extends from the top of the spiers to connect the two spiers, so the entire structure of the Icon Palace looks like a huge door.

Now, this sacred palace has also been shrouded in darkness. The eternal holy light outside the palace has long disappeared, and there is only a thin layer of black mist like a gauze hovering endlessly.

Hao Ren's eyes narrowed slightly.

The Icon Palace was not only shrouded in darkness, but deep in the black mist, he saw a dim halo, which was like the twilight of dusk.

Evil forces permeated that building from the inside out.

"If you want to go to Asuman, you must first pass through the Palace of the Icons," Karasius suppressed his inner anguish and said slowly, "There is a platform in the Palace of the Icons, on which you can call the 'gatekeeper' of the Holy Mountain.

, and then the gatekeeper will open a portal to the interior of Asuman. But to be honest, in this situation... I don't know what the gatekeeper's situation is, and she may not even respond to us."

Hao Ren tilted his head slightly and glanced at An, who was silent, and stepped forward: "I have to give it a try."

The Icon Palace gives people a heavy sense of oppression.

In bright days, this sense of oppression stems from holiness, greatness, and the awe-inspiring aura emanating from the building itself. However, now, the oppression felt by those standing in front of the Icon Palace is only about the feeling of oppression.

The instinctive rejection and fear of the evil chaotic power. The towering temple walls and the majestic twin towers above the palace walls stand in the darkness, but give people the illusion that they are gradually collapsing, as if they have become alive.

The ghost, trembling and twisting, made a strange whimpering sound under the night sky.

Putting these chaotic hallucinations behind him, Hao Ren was determined and led the team into the gate of the Icon Palace. (~^~)


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