Located at the southwest end of the Puluo continent to the city of Gaye is a holy place for believers, here, the holy ** churches abound, and the center of the city has one of the most magnificent main churches, where you can see priests wearing pure white robes everywhere, feel the rich and pure divine atmosphere, every pilgrim is the most pious faith in their hearts, here, faith is more than everything.

Legend has it that it was the god of light who created the earth, created all life, and gave the most precious thing in this world - light.

It is because of this that this god is called the god of light, and it is worshipped in this way.

And in the world, there is good and evil, there is good and evil, and there is light...... There is also the god of darkness.

The dark gods also have believers, but they are few in number compared to the believers of the light gods, but they are too spicy, both for themselves and for the enemy.

So once it is found that there are believers in the dark gods, then almost all the believers of the gods of light, even ordinary people, will be terrified and regard them as enemies.

But not to mention the confrontation between them, there is one thing to be aware of, and that is that there is something big going on in the main church.

The main church looks magnificent from the outside, but from the inside, this grandeur is less and more sacred.

There is a very large statue in it, right in the most important lobby of the main church, which is the stone statue of the god of light.

This stone statue exudes a hazy light, pure white and clean, the god of light sits on a gorgeous chair, and various colored gems match it, but at the same time, it also sets off the solemnity of this stone statue.

If anyone wants to get a glimpse of the God of Light, they are likely to be blinded.

No one can watch the dignity of the God of Light, and this sentence has become the holy righteousness of the believers of the God of Light.

And today, something seems to have changed about this most magnificent stone statue of the god of light.

"Master Stephen, this ......"

A gorgeously dressed person with his head bowed cautiously, but he cautiously stared at the person in red clothes in front of him, standing quietly, and said in a trembling voice.

"Reese, is the Pope here?" The voice was calm, as cold as ever, and he didn't seem to hear any superfluous emotions, as if he was just asking, what the answer was, he didn't care.

"Report, report to your Excellency, Church, Your Excellency the Pope has something, and he did not ......come," the bishop replied immediately, but his voice was obviously unconfident.

Stephen habitually straightened the corners of his coat, and then rubbed his thumb on it, as he used to do in his contemplation.

Reece was more cautious, and at this time Master Stephen hated being disturbed the most, so he did his best to make his presence less visible.

Reese was not simply afraid of Stephen, the cardinal never punished others casually, but because the pope had nothing to do and almost transferred almost all the power to the cardinal, these bishops were more in awe of him.

It is almost certain that the next Pope will be Master Stephen.

Therefore, even if Lord Stephen spoke coldly, like a kaolin flower, they did not dare to talk about him.

Now, he didn't dare to disturb the adults at all.

It took a long time for Stephen to come back to his senses and look up at the stone statue, but it was only a second before he was back, and even the most devout believers like him had no way to get a glimpse of the true glory of the God of Light.

But even so, he could see the glint in those eyes that could be hidden, the reflection of tears in the light.

What is it that makes a god so sad that even a stone statue will cry.

Yesterday or tomorrow was not there, not even this morning and noon, but when he made his last round as usual, he suddenly found out.

At that time, the sunset was only the last bright orange-red light, and the stone statue that had always exuded pure white light seemed to have converged its own light at that moment, and the orange light shone on the stone statue for the first time, a little less ethereal, and a little more red dust.

It was at this moment that a tear crossed his face.

Stephen admits that he was shocked at that moment, even if he couldn't see the face of the god of light clearly, even if his eyes were almost painful from staring at the face of the god of light for a long time, he still didn't want to look away.

The fingers couldn't help but exert themselves, and the nails slashed through the wrench, and finally even broke their own skin.

"Master Stephen?"

Reese was shocked, but immediately covered his mouth, and quickly lowered his head, drenched in cold sweat, and his hands were covered with sweat.

What kind of nerves did he have, knowing that he couldn't make a little noise at this time, but his brain twitched out.

Stephen didn't mean to blame him, but he still needed to be criticized for being so unstable.

"Reese, you're still not calm enough, go down and recite the hymn ten times, and reflect on it. ”

The punishment of "yes yes ......" is already light.

Reece hurriedly retreated, leaving Stephen alone in the main hall, motionless, not even remembering to deal with the injured finger, which could be repaired with just a simple light healing technique.

Who could make his most revered god of light like this, Stephen was a little paranoid in his heart, and what he had always thought seemed to be being broken.

The God of Light should be invulnerable, he should be so powerful that he disdains everything, and no one can have a place in the heart of the God of Light, no one can......

The mindset is slowly changing......

But as with the main church, there seems to be some shaking in the dark forces.

Compared to the power of the God of Light throughout the entire continent and the churches of the God of Light that can be seen everywhere, the stone statue of the God of Darkness has never been placed in the open.

Therefore, the only stone statue of the dark god in this world is hidden in a hidden place by the followers of the dark god.

In contrast to the god of light, the god of darkness created the night, cold and desolate, bringing about the withering of all things, although this stone statue is also white, but the eyebrows and eyes are full of evil spirits, and you can even feel the dark elements jumping around the stone statue, the dark god seems to come from the hell that people fear, bringing the suffering of the world.

The believers of the dark god are still different from the believers of the god of light, the believers of the god of light will send people to take care of the stone statues of their gods every day, and the careful appearance is due to the most sincere indulgence and reverence in their hearts, and the believers of the dark gods are different because of their own concepts, what they are good at is more to ask, and they are also very negligent in taking care of the stone statues, but they just sent a handyman to clean up the dust on the stone statues.

Similar to the unsightly countenance of the God of Light, the dark elemental surging around the stone statue of the Dark God is very lethal, so few people usually come here.

After cleaning the stone statue again, the exposed skin had been damaged by the overly rich dark element, and it was very painful.

But fortunately, because he often does this kind of thing, and the only thing he does is to clean up the stone statue, he will not have the same experience of starvation and cold as before, and this pain is not worth mentioning at all compared to the pain of struggling on the death line every day.

After a little rest, he wanted to leave, although he was locked up in this dark underground, he could stay somewhere else, because those dark elements were always gathered around the stone statues, so as long as he left this room, he would not be injured by the dark elements again.

He was about to leave and glanced back, but it was this glance that startled him.

The stone statue was weeping, and it was bloody.

Bright red blood swept across his cheeks, winding into a thin mottled bloodstain, and the originally evil and treacherous face suddenly showed a bit of unconcealable sadness, a little dazzling, but he couldn't take his eyes off, the dark aura around the stone statue suddenly became irritable, the power was running everywhere, and the whole room was shattered by this too powerful elemental power.

But strangely, even if the dark elemental was so grumpy, it didn't hurt him in the slightest.

He didn't think he had any special treatment, because it was in this space that he could deeply feel the endless sorrow of the element.

The dark god just didn't want to hurt people, for whatever reason, at least the dark god didn't want to kill people, which was completely different from the bloodthirsty and ruthless heartlessness that people are used to.

It was not easy, these rampant dark elements calmed down, but they were a little too much, and even wore out the original qi, leaving only endless emptiness.

But the blood and tears are always there.

It's been a long time, it's been a long time before he came back to his senses, he felt a little weird on his face, he reached out and touched it, it was wet, it turned out that he was also crying?

This empathetic sadness resonated with a god from above and a dignified servant in the dirt.

"What's going on?" a grumpy voice came, like thunder, and the appearance of the vulture was definitely terrifying.

Breaking in from the outside, the momentum is menacing, the tiger's back is bearish, the scar face, the yellow hair, at a glance, you know that he is definitely not a person with a good temperament.

And the person who would kneel and tremble when he heard this voice did not react at all, just standing there, his body thin, but he had no intention of bending down.

This person is originally a person who will be mad anytime and anywhere, and will become an adult regardless of the occasion, seeing that a handyman dares to ignore himself like this, how can he be annoyed by the shock, how can he hold back the anger in his heart.

He immediately walked over and kicked the person down.

"You miscellaneous servant who doesn't even have a name, you dare to ignore Lao Tzu, don't you think you're long?"

As he spoke, his feet kept kicking at the little handyman.

The little handyman guarded his own head, and he would not cry and beg for mercy at all as before, and kept his head silent.

And this silent resistance is precisely the most irritating and only more brutal torture.

This person is just a low-level miscellaneous soldier, but he can also beat and scold him at will.

He suddenly wondered why he was in such a situation, why he couldn't resist.

"Resist, no one can stop ......"

I vaguely heard such a sentence.

Resist?

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