Time was the day when a childish child was called to the forest.

"This is the wooden church of Urnes, one of the few churches in the world that is made entirely of wood. Generally speaking, churches are made of masonry, and this characteristic structure does not appear in large cities where people come and go. For example, some churches are said to be made of clay, some are made of pure glass and steel, and some are hollowed out of thick trees. And the pure, wooden church is the one we have here in the wooden church of Urnes. Although the Templar Church generally does not pay much attention to the eyes of the world, the only wooden church listed as a UNESCO World Heritage Site is still worthy of the boast of a few of our clergy here. ”

The location, in the middle of the wooden church, is in a temple full of ancient and mysterious.

"It's a pity that there aren't many tourists here, and those who come here only want to see the scenery, not to look up to the glory of the Lord. And more than ten years ago, the Norwegian government. Prefectural Officials. Fang also removed a large number of sculptures, saying that they wanted to be well maintained, hmph, who doesn't know that those people just wanted to throw those things full of mysterious inheritance into the museum, and then earn eyeballs and funds. ”

The characters, quite simply, are only three people.

At some point, the nuns who were still moving around had disappeared, and only the old priest, who was embarrassed by such and such things, wandered around the quaint church with a couple and watched.

"I don't understand it, but it feels amazing."

Listening to Father Jared's complaints, Andrea was a little dizzy.

"Haha, don't mind, these are just my idle complaints." The Templar clergyman touched the canon on his hand and laughed.

"Father, I have a question."

Suddenly, Di spoke.

"As a 'priest' who is dedicated to the Lord with all your heart, what do you think of the Lord?"

"What do you mean, Mr. Helsing?"

The priest's eyes narrowed, and despite his age, a fighting spirit suddenly sprouted in his body that even a young warrior did not have.

Or rather, killing intent.

"No, no, no, I'm not interesting."

Di shook his hand and dragged his wife behind him imperceptibly.

"It's just, it's weird."

Di narrowed his eyes, and his fingers drew a faint pentagram in the air, of course, as a family based on the Celestial Empire, this should be called the Five Elements.

Under the earth, the spiritual veins that passed through this wooden church trembled slightly, and then continued to run "as if nothing happened", only the five elements imprinted on the land were still slowly turning, surging and beating in an orderly manner.

It's like, the heart.

"This church is actually not big, maybe in terms of inheritance, it has a history of more than 1,000 years, but it is a church built by proselytizing pagans, maybe the Templar church accepted these pagans for one reason or another, but this church is still full of Viking paintings. Whether it's full of pine wood, or a structure that can't be crushed by heavy snow, especially the rune characters everywhere, here and everywhere, everywhere"

Di's voice gradually lowered, he lowered his body, put his hand on the wooden plank floor, a light blue gas waved out from his hand that touched the wooden board, and after a while, the somewhat dirty floor suddenly took on a new look, and all the dirt accumulated on it for many years dissipated, leaving only the original appearance. Perhaps a large number of parts of the church have been dismantled and rebuilt during the subsequent repairs, but the planks that are used as floors are generally not changed unless they are hopelessly rotten.

But Di seems to be lucky, the wooden board under his feet is a genuine thing that has been passed down for thousands of years, so the words engraved on it back then were revealed by the invisible and qualitative magic.

Not Old English, not Roman script, not Greek script, not the script used in the exact places conquered by the Templar Church.

It is the wisdom of the ancient gods who comprehended by hanging themselves upside down on the tree of the world, and who tossed in the wind in the wind for nine nights, and sacrificed themselves to themselves.

equally

"This should be something that the Templar Church does not understand, does not use, does not touch, and does not let go."

Raising his head and smiling at the old priest, Di raised his hand suddenly, and several layers of magic formations with feng shui as the core rose from the ground, guarding the two of them layer by layer.

Absorbing the magic of the leylines and acting according to the original prescribed technique, it has transformed into a heavy defense with a structure like a fortress - this is the characteristic of feng shui magic from the Celestial Empire, and under the right circumstances, it can directly use the majestic magic of the leylines to maintain its own magic, rather than indirectly absorbing it - using such Western magic practices.

However, Di, who had made such a defense, in the next second, the originally calm expression on his face instantly collapsed.

Father Gain, who claimed to be the priest of the Templar Church in Sogn-Fyulanne, Norway, slowly uncovered the skin attached to his face. The lump of flesh that was torn off was thrown aside by him, and by the way, the clothes on his body were also torn off.

"Whew, how did you recognize it?"

Rubbing his face, he took the towel handed over by the attendant who appeared behind him at some point, and cleaned up all the blood dripping from the mask of the human skin.

The Dead Apostle of the Lake, the Dead Apostle of the Transcendents, who reigned in the dark world of Norway for 500 years, the Dead Apostle who was once surrounded by the Templar Church

Rubare smiled bloodily.

"It's easy, your sleeve." Di shrugged his shoulders as if he didn't care.

"Would a normal priest's sleeve be stained with that expensive spice? There are also white priests who wear white clothes in the church, except for a certain old guy who pretends to be tender, they are all clerical. And the smell of danger that is faintly revealed in your body can even be compared to the thirteen branches of the Dharma King's Hall. ”

"I see."

The Dead Apostle Rubarre gave a look of realization, but at the same time, he reached out and snapped his fingers.

"Well, I can't let you go. Originally, I didn't have much pastime, just die obediently, die here in obscurity, and then completely drown in the sea of information, I can even let you and your wife die without pain, why expose this fact. ”

This stave church in Urnes is indeed in the name of the Templar Church. But before that, the church was in private hands for a while. That's right, in the hands of the Dead Apostle Rubaré. Perhaps few people can know the true face of this dead apostle.

Once in the fourth century, the White Princess went on a rampage and slaughtered all the True Ancestors in the entire Millennium City, and even the Dead Apostles who served the True Ancestors in that silent city were all slaughtered. But in between, one of the Dead Apostles fled.

He was the Dead Apostle Rubaré. The "beautiful" humans created by the True Ancestors for the purpose of entertainment do not possess superior abilities. It is not even as strong as the descendants of the twenty-seven ancestors. It's just that certain traits attract the True Ancestor and are bred by the guys. Perhaps luckily, he escaped the catastrophe and went into hiding.

Since then, he has been quietly developing his power in Norway, accumulating the power that has been suppressed by the True Ancestor, perhaps some kind of bad taste, or maybe some kind of precaution, he controlled a group of Viking forces at that time, and let them enter the Templar Church.

It is true that the Templar Church will not let go of those hereticals, but who can delegate them to a master? For a thousand years, the only Templar master who came to the stave church in Norway was a certain generation of Narubalek, but a month before the head of the burial agency came, Rubare received the news through the internal line of the templar church, and cleaned up all traces of himself early.

So, Narubalek of that generation was not even aware of the existence of Rubare.

Walking by the river, there will always be a day when the dog is gone, and Rubare, who silently controls half of Norway, is finally targeted-not by the Templar Church, but by the inhibition of the primate who feels that he threatens the stability of human order [Alayy].

So, the Heroic Spirit was dispatched. So the army of the Templar Church was dispatched. Of course, just like the mural at the north gate of this church, the lion representing human beings has bitten the snake after all. But everyone, perhaps not even the subconscious cluster of humans, did not expect that the Dead Apostle miraculously survived in the end, and suddenly became interested in passing on the legacy to future generations.

It is even said that it is spread over the descendants of the whole kingdom.

Roubarre had been bored lately, so he left his castle hidden in the lake with a few of his men, and went to the church in his own territory as priests and nuns, murdering all the visitors. If Di hadn't come here with his family, he might have gotten tired of it today, and then pushed all those incidents to politics. House hand. But after discovering that the family magician was from the Tower of Hours, he decided to end the trip with the family.

After all, magicians still have the ability to resist, and watching magicians wail and die is more interesting than those mortals. Although it was a pity that the son of the family received a letter from his classmates, he still tried to invite the parents to stay so that they could have "entertainment" in the evening.

I didn't expect this man to discover his truth

A confident and happy smile appeared on Rubaré's face.

Well, stay now.

In the bustle, countless figures emerged from behind the Dead Apostles disguised as priests.

Some of them were nuns who had previously worked in the church, and a church with the rune script attached to it would not harm the lives of the Dead Apostles, but on the contrary, the church would protect the Dead Apostles.

Some of them were nearby Apostles who had been summoned to attend their master's orders to watch their master's evil performances.

More often than not, there are summoned ghouls, who exude a rancid smell and are eternally hungry for the flesh and blood of the living.

"It looks like you're wrong to let your son out. Although that little imp doesn't have the insight and observation like you, in terms of strength, he is at least three times stronger than you, but he can survive a few rounds here. ”

The Dead Apostle Rubarre asked with interest as he looked at the couple trapped under the spell he had unleashed.

"No, no, no, are you making a mistake by pretending to be Mr. Dead Apostle, a priest."

It wasn't Di who spoke, and now Di was working hard to maintain the Feng Shui Circle, and he didn't have time to take care of him. It was Andrea, who had always been considered a vase by Lubaré. The young mother looked like a lion, and all the confusion that had haunted her before disappeared, and now she was more like the cousin in England, the "demon" who wanted to compete with the Clock Tower in London. Perhaps this is the true face of Andrea, who is a member of the Helsing family.

"Di already knew your identity, that's why I let Little Lynn go out on his own, just to keep him from getting involved here - although if he joined, we might have a better chance of being safe, but."

"We as Parents"

Andrea lowered her head, letting her blonde hair cover her eyes, and uttered such a sentence.

"I won't put my son in any danger."

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PS: I feel that the feel is a little worse

PS2: Speaking of which, in the next few chapters, the original composition will be a little high, don't scold us, we will replace it with an update

PS3: I found out that "TheDarkSix" is not a homo, but something mixed in the TM setting set has been misled by the Sanqing guy, and I thought it was a homo