Before Chamberlain could wait for the release of "The Revenge Commercial War of the Proletarian Medical Dog" directed by himself, he first suffered a spiritual atomic bomb of feudal imperialism. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

On July 29, the Sabbath of the Dead, the otherworldly version of Halloween, in accordance with the laws and traditions of the Alliance, all the nobles of the Alliance, including the children of the nobles without titles, and all the high-ranking clergy of the major temples in the Alliance, must participate in the worship of all the heroic souls who have died fighting for the country since the founding of the Alliance.

All nobles above the earl, archbishops and above the priests of the major temples must go to the location of the imperial capital, under the holy mountain Calips, to participate in the memorial, but anyone who dares to refuse to participate in the participation will be punished for treason, and all the nobles of the alliance will jointly send troops to fight.

Today, Avril also rushed back from the family's fiefdom, and is now helping Chamberlain sort out her appearance, and the countess who failed to push back is playing on the side with a complicated expression, her eyebrows are full of gloom, and she doesn't know what she is thinking.

Chamberlain was enjoying his fiancée's service with a comfortable face, and asked some strange questions in his mouth: "There are more than 50 big churches with names and surnames in the alliance, and there are four or five hundred second-class churches, plus those churches of the god Mao, can they know all about whether they participate in the worship of Valhalla?"

Avril was busy answering at the same time, although she decided that Chamberlain must be looking for trouble: "The churches in the alliance are all registered in Valhalla, and the change of clergy above the bishop must be reported, otherwise they will be directly wiped out by the guardians under Valhalla, and the reason why the Church of Truth is defined as illegal in the alliance is because they oppose the worship of the Immortal Soul and refuse to participate in the alliance's public sacrifice." ”

Chamberlain smacked his lips, inspired by this, he also found the relevant part from his memory - since the founding of the League, the three large churches have been bloodbathed by the imperial nobles, and the Church of Truth, which originated in the desert in the middle of the continent, was simply condemned as a heretic, and could only survive in the desert in the southeast of the Alliance, waiting for their so-called 'truth to perish'.

"Any kind of system has its advanced nature...... Chamberlain smacked his lips, and subconsciously wanted to review the knowledge related to the progress and twists and turns of the development of things, but he looked at the clock and transformed it into a sentence, "Who is telling me in the future that the feudal imperial system is useless, Lao Tzu directly cut it, there is a stupid fork to believe in what there is a religion and no country, and the will of the country cannot override all beliefs is a proper system problem." ”

Today's imperial capital is full of nobles, many nobles led by the royal family gather here, no one is noisy, no one is moving, no one even uses magic to isolate the summer sun, some nobles who are old and weak because they are seriously injured and no longer have the privilege of standing with a sweaty face, even if they are shaky, there will be no one to support them.

The five priests of Valhalla stood on the altar and led a group of priests to pray, and the clerks of the noble council and the guardians of Valhalla carried small black books and sifted them through various noble families to see if there were any daring rammers who dared to come.

Chamberlain slowly narrowed his eyes, the blue eyes turned into golden vertical pupils again, in his eyes, the flames on the altar turned into dazzling gold, and one by one angry, heroic, or sad souls loomed inside, they all maintained their previous state, and the various energies in the sacrifice were slowly immersed in it after being transformed by the altar.

The prayers of the priests suddenly raised their heads, and Charles III, dressed in fine clothes, slowly walked up to the altar, suddenly pulled out the long sword at his waist, and inserted it in the center of the altar, and a blood-colored pillar of light suddenly completely reached the sky!

The heroic spirits in the altar felt this blood, and instantly became violent, and the entire ceremonial area, and even the entire imperial capital were shrouded in a crazy war spirit, and Chamberlain could clearly feel that there was no tyranny and blood contained in this war spirit, only loyalty to the faith and attachment to the motherland.

Charles III knelt down suddenly, and his majestic voice spread throughout the imperial capital: "Charles III, the forty-ninth Emperor of the Holy Rhine League, I hereby read the edict of His Majesty Augustus I, the founding saint of the country.

"The emperor guards the country, and he has no regrets when he dies, and his will will last forever. Since I surrendered, all those who inherit the throne will abide by this law, but if there is a violation, the world will punish them, and the soul will not enter the Valhalla, and the body will not be buried in the emperor's mausoleum. ”

"Defend the country with your body, you will have no regrets when you die, and your will will last forever!"

All the nobles shouted loudly, in response, no one used magic or fighting spirit, but the sound still shook the heavens and the earth, back and forth three times, and the flames on the altar rose violently, and then slowly fell.

This is the true foundation of the founding of the St. Rhine League, and it is also the ...... of the St. Rhine League The soul of the nation.

Perhaps it was only at this moment that Chamberlain truly felt that he had integrated into this otherworld, and he bowed his head deeply and offered his most pious respect to these people who died fighting for their country.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear the voice of his master, the unscrupulous middle-aged man: "People can disrespect heaven, but they can't disrespect their ancestors." Those who do not respect the heavens may be fearless, and the lawless ancestors are those who forget their roots, and those who forget their roots are punished by people, and heaven and earth do not tolerate them. ”

The chief high priest Constantine slowly got up, and a watchman floated to him silently, handed over a small black book, in the eyes of everyone, he opened the small book and looked at it slowly, and then raised his head, the old voice was full of anger: "The Zoroastrianism dedicated to Attila, the god of fire, has not yet arrived, and is now judged to be the enemy of the alliance. ”

After a slight pause, Konstantin waved his hand: "Now, climb the mountain!"

There was no noise and discussion, many nobles and clergy got up, and walked towards the mountain with the procession, Chamberlain looked around, and saw that both sides of the mountain road were covered with stone tablets, which were densely engraved with small characters, these were the information of the people who died in battle, names, places of origin, titles, and places of death, and the order of arrangement was not according to the title, but according to the time of the death.

The simplest things often contain the most complex emotions, and through these words, Chamberlain only feels solemn and solemn.

With the continuous increase in altitude, the stele is getting newer and newer, the traces of the carving are getting newer and newer, and the fonts used are getting newer and newer, the only thing that remains unchanged is only the bouquet of flowers in front of the stele, and the number of heroic souls killed in battle is really too much, even with Chamberlain's current strength, it is impossible to get an approximate data from the stele that cannot be seen at a glance.

"The imperial capital of Modric, known as the city of the abyss. A rough voice rang in Chamberlain's ears, and Chamberlain turned his head to see a man like him educating the children around him, "But it has another name, the peak of glory." ”