0890 Chapter 18, good and evil people have been difficult since ancient times, Section 29
As if thinking about the reasons why the agents were hesitant, Xia Zijin strode towards the door and said without looking back: "Don't be suspected of Guo Zidi, it must be him. Zhen Huiqi's father still has cold internal strength in his body.
It's gone. Everything here has happened for no more than ten minutes.
This kind of energy that is ineffective and focused on creating pain for the target is unique to Guo Zidi. He spent a lot of points to study it and always took pride in it."
After walking out of the yard, Xia Zijin suddenly stopped and turned around and said, "Where is Xue Keyan's address? Who will lead the way?"
The child's attitude towards things that she is not good at is completely different from Qu Yun, who is stubborn in cooking. She is very willing to accept her shortcomings and has no idea of making up for it.
For Xia Zijin, Zhen Huiqi is not even considered a comrade-in-arms who have fought side by side. In the games he participated in before, he can only be regarded as a character who is protected.
However, this boy, who is low-level, weak in character, and has little use, and always guides the situation of the entire team in an unintentional way, making Xia Zijin look gray in the vast majority of members, both good and evil.
The team found a little recognition of their black and white ideals.
Now, since he did not understand the difficulty of this task, he, who is the only one in the southeast of Jizhou, did not hurry up on the road, which led to him never seeing his parents again.
When receiving the task, she clearly noticed that both the musician and the Dragon Girl sister were rarely rushed and serious, but Xia Zijin, who had always had a strong sense of justice, felt deeply guilty.
I don't know what expression Zhen Huiqi would look like after learning the news. If possible, she would rather he rushed up and beat him up in anger.
No matter what the result is, the task assigned by her sister Long Girl has been completely failed. Everything else is just to try to remedy it, otherwise something worse will happen.
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The French Revolutionary Communist Party, the underground church of Versailles.
Three silver-faced men walked forward surrounded by men with copper masks, escaping ancient mechanisms along the complex tunnels.
Whenever I go to a level, some copper-faced people who are not qualified to go to deeper areas stay outside. First, there are red copper maskers, and then bronze.
It was not until the entrance of the Great Hall that the last three brass apostles finally stopped, watching Huo Minyang, the dark moon, and Unu Wenwenweim and the three of them step into the prophetic Pure Land of mankind.
The apostles have many bases all over the world, but there is only one underground sacred temple that can be known to oracles. The reason why it appears under the eyes of Nostradamus, who is the most hated apostle, is not because of "the most dangerous".
The safest place is the place.”
In fact, once they step into this last gate, the three of them are no longer located on the earth and no longer located in the face world.
The Apostle's underground church can connect to most underground bases around the world. However, at the same time, it can only connect to one base.
When he passed through the gate of the temple, Huo Minyang did not feel anything strange as many times before. But the scene in front of him was as shocked as when he first saw him.
This is a small underground space with only a football field. The surface of the rock wall that is too smooth but not decorated makes it difficult to tell whether the stone wall here is natural or manually polished.
Yes, small.
Whenever I step out of the underground hall, Huo Minyang will feel that he is in the entire universe... No, the core of the entire heavens and the realms, the eyes reach thousands of worlds, and the above my head will never be able to see where it comes from.
The glory is like the staring of a god.
Primitive, simple, but full of natural powers of the world. It only feels like one's own lowliness and strong desire to surrender.
For such a space, isn’t the actual area of just a football field too small, and it’s so humble and ridiculous?
As the last Pure Land and Redemption land in the apostle's prophecy, the underground sacred church does not carry any architectural features of the hypocritical religion that they spread to control humans on the surface.
The stone walls that are natural and cannot be seen are covered with complex and complex paintings. A glittery line emitting glittering light forms a perspective form that is somewhat similar to that of guides civilized art that cannot be understood by mortals.
The space is divided into regular octahedrals.
At the base of the wall connecting the ground are countless worshippers. They include all ethnic groups, all skin colors, all styles of clothing, and a large number of alien or alien creatures that obviously do not belong to this world.
The upward perspective structure is extremely strange, and the interconnected octahedrals are full of battle and killing.
Looking around, in most images that are understandable at a glance, the apostles with format masks are besieging and slaughtering all kinds of huge, ugly gods.
"Mr. God, please allow me to praise this great sacred temple again! Whenever I enter here, I feel as if I have returned to the cradle, and I can feel that the world has far more secrets than we understand.
An interesting future is waiting for me to discover.”
The dim moon is like a romantic minstrel, with a few singular emphasis on stage performances, and opens its arms to look up at the glory above its head.
There was no fanaticism or piety on his face, and it looked more like a yearning for the beautiful life he loved, just like admiring a quiet and holy girl. Of course, it also had a little secret.
Blasphemy.
And this expression seemed to annoy the golden-faced man on the altar in the center of the underground Great Hall:
“What you should praise is not this simple and hypocritical temple, which is like a decayed body that we cannot abandon, which will only hinder our understanding of the divine will.
True faith should come from the kingdom of God, and the will to which the kingdom of God is practiced. Let those dirty and fallen chosen ones be enslaved by the slavery of order, and let all resistance be submerged by the long river of history."
The mask of the golden-faced man is pure gold, and covers the entire face. His eyes, ears, mouth and nose are not clear, and his facial features are directly cast on the mask.
The regular triangle altar he stood was only less than ten square meters, and his right hand was pressed on a holy platform that looked like a podium in the middle of the altar. The ground around him was covered with shallow pool water, and it was not until the edge of the entire cave was exposed.
A width that is enough for one person to pass through.
Huo Minyang and the other two walked towards the center, and the depth of the pool water just exceeded their ankles. However, if you look down, you will only feel a bottomless feeling.
You can see yourself and see the clear reflections of the many murals above your head. Then as the water ripples, everything gradually becomes like a dream, making people feel that reality is just a bigger collective dream, making people not want to wake up again.