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The once sacred city, at its most glorious moment, the whole world was the land they conquered.

These banners were stained with the blood and tears of the conquerors and the roars of countless innocent souls.

It's all about the past.

Now they have all become a drop of water in the long river of history, and no one remembers.

In the center of the round field is a huge long oval table 20 meters long and 2 meters wide, and the table is filled with puppet candlesticks made of sterling silver.

The shape of these candlesticks is very special, and each candlestick is held by two angels, which is exquisite.

It is a candlestick dedicated to the gods and has a long history.

This kind of sacrificial candlestick is comparable to the candlestick of Shenzhou Daomen Buddhism, and it is also a sacred object to worship the gods, and it can be used as a ritual instrument.

There were no chairs on the side of the long table, and a few large old iron candle rings hung above the long table, and the whale oil lamp flickered on and off, and there was darkness all around.

On the first floor of the stepladder, a circle of people sat quietly, each dressed in black robes, sitting upright, as quiet as statues.

Nicole and Jin Feng didn't attract anyone's attention, and walked down the stairs generously along the dark area to a lonely empty seat.

It was only at this moment that Nicole let out a soft breath.

The fragrant scent gently rushed to Jin Feng's snort, and Nicole whispered a few words to Jin Feng, turned around and walked to an entrance to the east and disappeared.

The dark incense was still floating, and Jin Feng quietly looked at the back of Yiren who disappeared at the entrance, and a wave of gratitude surged in his heart.

Without Nicole's guidance, I would never have been able to get here.

Even if you can find the entrance to the secret passage, it will take you a lifetime to get there.

You know, there are many traps and secret passages hidden here, as well as countless hidden checkpoints.

Even if the Heavenly Kill, Tek, and Wolf Warrior Changying are all put in, Xie Guo will not be able to escape the end of a total annihilation.

If he hadn't been cleared by Akhenstein just now, he would have stopped outside the thin iron-clad wooden door.

The two groups of the Teutonic Knights would not be less skilled than the Heavenly Killers.

The knight's skill will never be inferior to Ryusi.

In the dark, there is always a mysterious force pushing you forward.

Finally here, the rest of the rest can only be left to fate.

In the darkness, it was the sharpest moment of the Wolf Gu's eyes, and Jin Feng, who was hidden in the hat, gently swept the whole field, and he already had a full view of the surrounding environment.

The empty rotunda is silent and you can hear the pins dropping, as if you were at the site of the oldest mysterious ritual of the Middle Ages.

The flames of whale oil burned quietly, and the black-robed people in the hall were more like the grim reaper of the Netherworld, waiting for the arrival of the demon king Satan.

When Jin Feng saw the candidates for participating in the sacred ceremony, his heart also set off a storm in his heart.

The more he learned about the world, the more Jin Feng discovered his insignificance.

On the surface, the Holy City had gradually sunk from its splendor to the west, but through just a few hours of contact on this day, Jin Feng found that these were all flashy and false.

After really understanding it, Jin Feng suddenly realized that the power of the Divine City was so great that it was beyond his imagination.

even subverted their own cognition.

In addition to meeting the world-class giants and ancestors at the gate of the sacred city, there are also princes and princesses from various imperial kingdoms and world-class top nobles.

Most of these people Jin Feng knew, and he had interacted with several of them during his participation in the World Heritage Conference.

There were still a handful of people who didn't have information in their own minds, but Jin Feng knew that the status of these unknown figures was far above those giant princes.

They are the invisible hands of this world.

In the words of the Seventh Ancestor, these people are the true masters of this world.

"Huh!?"

When Jin Feng's gaze moved to a certain place, he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Closest to the long table, there were four people sitting side by side, and it was the Rons.

Near Ron's family sat another group of people, who were distinctly different from everyone else.

Judging from the skin color of their exposed hands, it is obvious that the skin is three points whiter than the average white-skinned skin.

The number of these people is also four, and the skin of all four of them is whiter than that of other white people, this subtle discovery made Jin Feng's face pale, and he immediately remembered a legend in his heart.

Could it be them?

ASP！？

The most anti-Hebrew whiteskin!?

This unexpected and interesting discovery made Jin Feng highly concentrated, and quietly recorded the morphology and signs of these people in his heart.

There are too many rules in this world, and you can't change these rules with your own ability, and all you have to do is adapt.

Maybe one day, I can become a rule-maker, or maybe I will become a person who is above the rules.

But, now, he is still an ordinary, small and even worthless ant.

A few minutes later, there was a faint sound of footsteps at the eastern entrance, and a group of black-robed men carrying eighteenth-century lanterns lined up in two teams.

The group entered the rotunda and stood silently around the long table without making a sound.

At the entrance, a large group of old men in red robes rushed out, holding crosses or rosaries with solemn expressions, and stood in the middle of the hall to silently recite scriptures.

These are the cardinals of the great dioceses of the world and the archbishops of the Holy City.

Any person who pulls it out is a big man who moves the world, especially the archbishops of those big dioceses, and the donations in their hands alone are as high as tens of billions of Daolang.

Then, a black-robed man limped out, and that person was the head of Akenstan who assisted Jin Feng.

He was an ascetic in the Holy City.

The ascetics are a group of eccentrics who specialize in torturing themselves on a daily basis. Their reputation in history was once high, and they had the strictest demands on their bodies and souls.

But as the glory of the Divine City spread throughout the world, this kind of bitter cultivation slowly retreated from the stage.

There are also such ascetics in the Buddha realm, and they still adhere to the strict precept of not eating at noon. There is also a group of ascetic hermits on Zhongnan Mountain, who specialize in living the poorest life.

These are nothing compared to the Akkensteins.

As soon as Akkinstan appeared, all the black-robed people on the scene stood up and silently lowered their heads to show their submission and respect.

The presence of the cardinals did not allow the people who participated in the Holy Election to stand up, which also reflected the noble status of these people.

After Akkenstein, there are three middle-aged men of different statures who are dressed in medieval battle armor.

Judging from the emblems of the battle robes they wore on their bodies, these three people were the Grand Masters of the three major knight orders that the Holy City once threatened the world.

The Knights Templar, the Teutonic Order, and the Knights Hospitaller.

The Knights Templar were among the most loyal of the Holy City, though they had been killed by their Spokesmen.

The Teutonic Knights were the richest of the bunch. After being abolished by Napoleon, they gave up their military force in the open and turned to ordinary teams, dedicated to various charitable causes.

Their assets are all over the world, and they are even richer today.

They have the strictest, most complete and safest management of assets, because they are the rule-makers in many economic fields.

The rest of the Knights Hospitaller are the most bizarre team.

The poorest and most miserable Knights, but also a quasi-state with an independent system of internal and foreign affairs and justice.

A genuine quasi-observer state recognized by the United Nations.

Although they don't have any land, even their 'royal palaces' are two dilapidated buildings dating back more than a hundred years.

But these two dilapidated buildings were given to them by the Roman State, and in a legal sense, these two buildings are still the Roman State.

In fact, the Knights Hospitaller did not have any formal territory.

Therefore, the United Nations can only give them the treatment of a quasi-observer state.

Many countries do not recognize the Knights Hospitaller because they have no land.

The Knights Hospitaller was founded during the First Crusade as a field ambulance, the first medical unit.

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