Chapter 622: Naomi Yamamoto's Good Friday
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Although I was slandered in my heart.
But Naomi Yamamoto, who was beaten violently, of course didn't dare to argue with Mr. Otake.
I could only silently swallow the grievances into my stomach and hurriedly spoke.
"That's the case, Mr. Dazhu, I went to Lin Yu to negotiate peace with me in the attitude of resolving things peacefully, and asked him to ask for the Tiancongyun Sword, but, do you know what I saw?"
Speaking of which, Yamamoto subconsciously wanted to sell a pass.
However, seeing Mr. Otake's unkind face, he shuddered and hurriedly continued.
"I saw Lin Yu, he actually used the holy weapon of our Great Eastern R Empire to chop wood there. β
Chop...... Firewood?
Hearing this, Mr. Otake couldn't help but be stunned?
Nani?
Qi Kexiu!
The holy weapon of the Dadong R Empire, the Tiancongyun Sword, was actually used by a branch of the people to chop wood!
The raging anger arose, and Mr. Otake's face darkened in the blink of an eye.
This is not the end, when it comes to grievances, Yamamoto directly saw the indignant crusade.
"I sternly asked Lin Yu to stop this kind of behavior, explaining the status of the Tiancongyun Sword, and asking him to respect the holy weapon of our Great Eastern R Empire, and return the holy weapon!
This sentence added fuel to the fire.
Pedicure knives?
The Holy Weapon Tiancong Cloud Sword was taken for pedicure, and the picture was too beautiful to imagine.
Anger rises, accumulating in the chest, and people have an urge to have to.
At this moment, Dazhu's complexion turned from black to red, and his eyes were full of fierce light.
With one arrow step, he scurried to the front of Yamamoto Naomi.
Lift your foot and kick it down hard.
"Why? Why don't you stop him? Why don't you protect our holy weapon, Baga, you coward, you should commit suicide by seppuku to thank His Majesty Emperor Ying!!"
Boom Boom Boom ......
The sound of kicking is endless.
Naomi Yamamoto hugged his head and curled up in a ball.
Crystal tears overflowed in the corners of his eyes.
He howled, "I stopped, I swear I stopped!"
But Dazhu, who was in a rage, didn't listen to his explanation at all.
It's like a mad cow that just vents the anger in his heart.
And the sad Yamamoto is like a small sufferer, helplessly bearing the ravages of violence.
Today must be the day of the Good Friday that he saw directly.
At this moment, he was sure that he was the saddest guy in the world.
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Vatican, Holy See, St. Peter's Basilica.
The coloured marble floors reflect a shimmering sheen.
In the solemn and mysterious hall, there is a heavy and sad atmosphere.
Under the golden canopy dome, thirteen sandalwood coffins are bathed in golden sunlight.
Believers stood next to the coffin, holding silver crosses in their hands, and prayed incessantly.
There are also some believers, with tools in their hands, carefully priing the lid of the coffin.
Crunch!
With a tooth-aching sound, the lids of the thirteen coffins were pried open.
The believers looked down into the coffin and saw a sculpture made of plaster.
Every sculpture lying in the coffin is lifelike.
At first glance, it looks like a real person.
Seeing this, all the believers could not help but exclaim in unison.
In the heavy coffin, there was no corpse, and it was replaced by a plaster sculpture.
This scene surprised almost everyone.
They turned around and looked at the temple with confused eyes.
Sunlight pours down from the dome on the temple, and on the Holy Throne, a symbol of power, the Pope holds the scepter of the Cross.
The sharp gaze is like lightning.
"The Thirteen Paladins have returned to the arms of God, and although their bodies have been burned by demons, their souls have long been guided by angels and ascended to heaven, Amen!"
The Pope slowly stood up, stretched out his fingers, and tapped them lightly on his forehead, chest, and left and right shoulders.
"Amen!"
The voice of God is called, one after another.
Although the believers were full of doubts, they did not try to ask anything.
After the prayer and blessing ceremony, the Pope waved his scepter and prayed softly: "O Almighty and merciful Lord, your believers will return to your bosom, and the soul of the paladins will be immortalized in the glory of the Lord." β
After speaking, he closed his eyes slightly, and said slowly: "On behalf of God, I send a message to you to bury thirteen paladins in the Sage Cemetery, and their spirits will always be with us. β
Hearing this, the believers in the temple lifted the heavy coffin and slowly walked outward.
After the believers had left the temple, the Pope's calm expression suddenly twisted hideously.
"Lin Yu!"
Gritting his teeth, he squeezed out a pronunciation similar to Mandarin,
"This devil, a follower of Satan, the Almighty Lord will not forgive him, the divine judgment will continue, and what awaits him is the burning of ashes, and only the blazing fire can wash away the sins of the devil. β
The cold sound of curses echoed throughout the temple.
The voice of resentment and hatred formed a strong contrast with the sacred and solemn hall.
God is the devil, and the devil is the god.
Gods and demons are one, and they do not distinguish each other.
When the Pope was immersed in hatred and could not extricate himself, an abrupt voice sounded in a corner of the temple.
"Your Majesty, now is not a good time for revenge, we should concentrate our efforts on welcoming the return of the saints, the challenge of the great changes in heaven and earth is imminent, and the Holy Religion must take the lead in this change. β
These words made the angry pope regain some clarity and calm.
"Your Majesty, there are priorities, after the return of the saints and the opening of the heavenly holy realm, if you want revenge, it is just a sentence, please think twice. β
In the midst of the persuasion, the Pope twisted his hideous expression and calmed down again.
Although he was unwilling, he still nodded.
"I didn't expect that the devil's strength to be so terrifying, and it was my mistake that wiped out the Knights Templar. β
The Pope let out a long sigh with sadness in his eyes.
The result of the incident greatly exceeded everyone's expectations.
Originally, he thought that Leonardo Paladin alone would be enough to deal with Lin Yu.
Unbeknownst to him, all thirteen Templars were killed in East Africa.
"There may be another hidden reason in this matter, the thirteen paladins are dispatched together, their strength is so strong that people can imagine, their death in battle is very strange. β
The voice hidden in the corner of the temple sounded again.
The tone was full of suspicion.
The Holy Knights can be said to be the most powerful force in the Holy See now, and it is matched by a long-standing formation.
This kind of strength was actually wiped out by people, and even the bones were gone.
Such a terrifying ability to destroy is beyond the reach of very many people.
"Your Majesty the Pope, when Leonardo Paladin was asking for help, the cause was not Lin Yu, but a mine containing evil and darkness appeared near the East African Rift. β
"In view of all this, I think that this incident may not have been done by Lin Yu, and it is very likely that there is another reason, and we don't know what secrets are hidden under that mine. β
This analysis is well-founded.
It's just speculation, but it's also very logical.
Hearing this, the Pope nodded approvingly.
In his opinion, that Yanhuang man Lin Yu should not have the ability to resist the Holy Knights.
There must be other forces involved.
According to the detailed investigation report sent back by the United States, seven of the eight people who surrounded and suppressed Lin Yu left a complete body, and the fatal wounds were smoothed, all of which were killed by sharp weapons. β
"But only the Knights Templar we sent, the thirteen paladins, ended up with no bones left, and even weapons and armor disappeared. β
"The relevant personnel conducted an identification and investigation on the battlefield and found that there had been several completely different fierce battles there, but the strange thing was that there were no traces of other suspicious people at the scene except for Lin Yu and another woman. β
And the mine discovered by Leonardo Paladin before also suddenly collapsed, and the power of evil and darkness disappeared with it, and the whole thing exuded a strange aura. β
The United States has made a very detailed report on the traces of the battlefield, almost in detail.
Perhaps there are certain traces that the average expert cannot explain.
But after it was submitted to the Holy See, some people soon found clues in it.
"No matter how much is hidden in this matter, the most important thing for us now is to welcome the return of the saints, and hope that the Holy See can find a way to eliminate the impact of this matter. β
That voice was so calm, and the logic was so clear.
Although the Pope was nominally the head of the Holy See, he heeded the advice.
The Pope pondered for a moment, his frown suddenly stretching.
As if he had thought of some good idea, he said with a smile: "The revenge matter can be put aside for the time being, but we also have to find a way to cause a little trouble for that Yanhuang man." β
"It is said that the three kingdoms of Mi, Dongr and Tianzhu have been taken by its prestige, and they have all sent people to Yanhuang to sue for peace, and Mi and Dongr should not continue to trouble Lin Yu, but Tianzhu people may not be able to say it. β
"Send someone to Tianzhu immediately and contact the Brahmanical religion, the people of Tianzhu have always been ignorant and hateful to Yanhuang, as long as we encourage a little, they will definitely take the bait. β
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Tianzhu, inside an ancient temple.
Several elders wrapped in turbans sat cross-legged in the temple, looking up at the statue of Lord Brahma, and silently speaking.
"It is said that this time the Tantric people suffered a great loss outside, two highly respected ancient yoga masters were beheaded in Africa, and even the parliament building was attacked. β
On the futon, an elder said slowly.
In his expression, there was a snickering joy that was difficult to hide.
"I also heard about this, and the secular regime was so anxious that the untouchable president actually sent people to Yanhuang and took the initiative to sue for peace. β
Speaking of this, the other elder couldn't help but snort coldly: "A pariah is a pariah, lacking the courage and faith to fight, the brilliance of the Brahma Creator will never shine on those who are low." β
In his words, he was full of disrespect and disdain for the president of Tianzhu.
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