Chapter 609: The City of Martyrdom (13)
The Great Church of the Metropolitan City of Taylor was built in 326 A.D. and has undergone nearly a thousand years of additions and renovations.
Eventually, this religious temple, the result of countless people's efforts, became an architectural marvel on the continent.
Tens of thousands of square meters of indoor plazas can accommodate half of the city's residents at the same time, the arched structure of the acoustic design allows the voice on the pulpit to be clearly transmitted from thousands of kilometers away, and the 100-meter-high pure bronze cross statue is so beautiful that even the top craftsmen of the Southern Empire can look at it.
To this day, the nobles, craftsmen, clergy, and peasants of the city of Taylor gather under the cross, and although the smoke of war outside the city is rife, the temple gives them a firm faith.
"Now is the time to prove your loyalty to Heavenly Father!" several young men with swords walked up to the deacons of the church: "We want to join the garrison!
A noble woman listened to the sound of explosions in the distance, and said to her companion uneasily: "I have heard that those enemies from the west are monsters!
An anxious-looking merchant tugged at his hair: "Half of my family property has been dedicated to the church, I hope Heavenly Father's army can hold this city, I don't want to be food for the monsters outside the city!"
The priests, with Bibles in hand, walked into the crowd and led the crowd to begin the usual prayer that preceded the prayer.
"Almighty Creator, quench the flames of evil, put an end to the strife of men, and grant me physical well-being and true peace in soul. ”
At the end of the prayer, Bishop Jacob, dressed in the holy rank of the Pope, slowly walked through the main entrance, guarded by the crowd.
The snow-white robe was so dazzling that it caused a low voice of discussion from the crowd.
"Silence!" the clergy standing around the pulpit warned the crowd while maintaining order in the scene.
Jacob walked up to the pulpit, opened his Bible, and began his inauguration speech.
"The city of Taylor, the holy city favored by the Father, is facing an attack from the infidels and demons, perhaps the greatest crisis the Church has experienced in thousands of years!"
"This is a test and a trial! Anyone who is timid and fearful will be spit on in his soul and will never be favored by God!"
"And I, as the Father's most trusted servant and the bravest warrior under his command, have received a revelation from his own mouth......!
Facing Jacob's speech from the pulpit, the throat bone, dressed in a black cloak, looked at the huge statue of the cross in the center of the sanctuary, with an expression on his face as if the world had nothing to do with him.
"Myris, you know what? When I was a child, I always thought God was above me. ”
The throat bone put the palm of his hand twenty centimeters above his head, and said with a smile: "It's probably here." ”
"I always felt that no matter what I did, what I said, whatever I thought, God was the first to know. ”
"My favorite thing to do at that time was to sit alone in the corner and talk to the 'God' above me. ”
Myris raised his head, and a pair of cloudy eyes revealed a hint of pity on his face full of furrows: "What changed you?"
"As a xenomorph, when my family was taken into the prison of the Inquisition, my father told me that God would prove our innocence and innocence. ”
Laryngeal smiled, "After my father was skinned and deboned, my brother told me that God does not persecute faithful believers. ”
"After my brother was impaled alive by a pointed stake, my mother told me that God would forgive our sins. ”
"When my mother was charred in the fire, everything finally fell silent and no one came to tell me anything about God. ”
The throat bone turned out the silver nail clippers, and slowly rubbed the pattern on it: "I lay in the mud of the prison, listening to the sound of my legs being gnawed by rats, looking at the top of my head, and finally understood something. ”
Larynx looked at the crucified idol and said softly: "God has never paid attention to us, and in his eyes we are no different from dust or grasshoppers." If you want to find him, remember that he exists in a deeper place, a secret place that even souls can't reach. ”
"Death is the only way to get close to God. ”
House of Confessions, Outer Ring Promenade.
A pebble struck the floor of the promenade as if it were floating on the surface of a lake, leaping forward and flying rapidly.
A group of soldiers in the corridor, looking at the bouncing stone, was puzzled, and a woman with a dagger appeared like a ghost, following the beating of the stone.
When the woman appears, her dagger always takes a life.
In just a few seconds, the stone stopped at the end of the promenade.
The corpses of more than a dozen soldiers lay on the ground, blood gradually spreading all over the ground.
Karin Foreman put away her dagger and whistled behind her.
A heavily armed squad made its way through the corridor to a closed door.
Kellogg, the lizardman, leaned on the door panel and looked inside, and said, "That's right, the kid is inside." ”
Randall asked, "The defenders inside?"
"There was one soldier on each side of the doorway, two soldiers at the entrance, and there were some unarmed people inside, presumably miscellaneous servants...... Wait, the movement in the hallway has alerted the soldiers inside, and they're walking here. ”
Karin patted the lizardman on the back and motioned for him to stand back.
Karin then picked up a pebble and threw it through the gap under the door.
Eventually, Karin's figure disappeared into the doorway, and the sound of ping-pong fights and screams could be heard from inside the door.
Ten seconds later, Karin opened the door.
Looking at a corpse still twitching at his feet, Aldnan swallowed, "Quite a handy ability. ”
Carol pulled Aldenan onto the ground: "Less nonsense, save people." ”
A poorly dressed girl screamed in fright when she saw Carol's presence.
Carroll hurriedly lowered her weapon and raised her hands to show that she had no ill will.
But this did not work, and more and more children came out of the room, frightened by the monsters in front of them, who did not look like people and beasts.
Randall waved his arms and shouted, "Calm down!
Little success.
Father Pedro stood up and shouted to the children: "Magina, Nelson, Kaidra, I'm Father Pedro, you know me!"
Several of the children stopped and looked at the priest with disbelief on their faces.
Catching the children who flew in, Father Pedro crouched down and burst into tears: "I'm sorry for everything here, for making you suffer!"
At this moment, twelve bells rang from the direction of the Great Sanctuary in the distance.
Pedro looked up and muttered, "The pilgrimage has begun." ”