Jerusalem is a blessed region and a forsaken region. People come and go here, there are many faiths here, and there are constant conflicts here.

For more than 3,000 years, the Holy Empire has solemnly declared its ownership of Jerusalem hundreds of times, and in the same way, the Titan Empire has made the same declaration every time, adding, "Fuck your lord's god of light." ”

The exchange of words between those in power always turns into a bloody struggle between the citizens of the two countries.

Raul is a white-robed friar, and he is seventy-one years old this year. In the year he was born, a holy war broke out between the Holy Empire and the Titan Empire, and his father was called to fight and died in Jerusalem.

In the end, all he and his mother were left was a palm-sized bronze cross and a last word, "We will be reunited in Heaven."

When Raul became an adult, his mother also died, so he donated all his family fortune and joined the Holy Church, becoming a clergyman.

After twenty-five years as a monk in the small church in his hometown, Raul was still alone, but he did not feel that it was any suffering, because he firmly believed that after he gave everything to the Holy Church, and after dedicating everything to the God of Light, his parents would live forever in Heaven, and their family would be reunited in Heaven after his death.

When Raul was forty-three years old, another holy war began.

Raul didn't wake up to any profession, he didn't have any fighting power, but he still resolutely took a Bible and the bronze cross left for him by his father, and set out on the road to Jerusalem.

Without entanglement, without ability, Raul stopped and stopped along the way, relying on his status as a monk to avoid starving to death. Finally, after five prayer years, Raul crossed most of the Holy Empire and arrived in Jerusalem with great difficulty.

But by the time he arrived, the holy war had already ended. Raul didn't feel discouraged, he thought everything was arranged by the god of light.

Jerusalem was never able to enter the arms of the God of Light, which made him very angry. These lost lambs have been living in dire straits, which also makes him very heartbroken.

So Raul made a decision that he would settle in Jerusalem and that he would spread the light of the God of Light to all corners of this lawless land.

With nothing, Raul, already forty-eight, began his missionary journey in Jerusalem.

Although there were other members of the Holy Religion in Jerusalem, they were all here to train and hunt heresies, and they were not ordinary missionaries, they were all members of the Three Knights and the Inquisition.

The beginning of the mission was very difficult, and Raul experienced beatings, ridicule, and calculations. But his belief in the God of Light never waned, but became more and more religious.

And so the ten prayer years passed, and Raul was fifty-eight years old. Perhaps it was his devotion that caught the attention of the God of Light, or perhaps it was his growing missionary skills that led him to finally convert the leader of a large mercenary group.

With the help of this leader, Raul built the first-ever chapel in Jerusalem. The chapel is simple and small, but it is also an epoch-making achievement.

"No church will ever be allowed on the territory of the Titan Empire, not even the size of a palm. ”

This is a declaration made by the sixth emperor of the Titan Empire, Pujol the Great. Once, because of his words, the two empires broke out in the most tragic holy war in history. The holy war lasted four prayer years and killed and wounded more than 200,000 combatants.

The establishment of the chapel was undoubtedly a resounding slap in the face of the Titan Empire. As a result, the dispute escalated, and the conflict continued.

Within a prayer year, there were more than a hundred battles surrounding the chapel, with more than a thousand casualties. Fortunately, the strength of the large mercenary group was very strong, and the chapel was able to survive the storm, but Raul also lost his left arm and an eye permanently.

Due to the significance of this small church, the Holy Sect finally sent a large group of Holy Knights to station here, along with a Glory Knight of the Eighteenth Order.

The Titan Empire also responded immediately, sending a team of the same strength.

Just as the Great War was about to break out, the Orc Empire invaded Constantinople in a full-scale manner, and the United Council of Humans united the forces of all mankind to resist.

An impending holy war was brought to an end by the invasion of the orcs, and the chapel was preserved. As a last resort, the Titan Empire saw that it could not do anything, so it built a Titan temple in Jerusalem.

The fact that a church and a Titan temple exist in the same city at the same time is gradually being accepted. As soon as it was accepted, it was the year of twelve prayers, and it has been until now.

Raul's life was inextricably linked to Jerusalem, and his fate was intertwined with jihad.

In fact, the Holy Church had conferred on him the title of Metropolitan Bishop, and also considered his deteriorating physical condition, trying to transfer him out of the Holy Empire, so that he could enjoy his old age in peace.

But each time Raul stroked the bronze cross left by his father, and then refused. He wants to spend the rest of his life on this land that has not yet returned to the embrace of the God of Light, and he hopes that Jerusalem will one day be a pure land that belongs only to the Holy Empire.

So Raul chose to remain a low-level white-robed monk and stay in the city of Jerusalem, where he had been praying for many years.

Raul is seventy-one years old, and as an unemployed person with no ability, this is the last days of his life. What's more, his life has been full of suffering, and he has also been severely traumatized.

So Raul, knowing that his time was short, made a decision, one that would change the course of history.

The sunset was bright and sad, and Raul walked out of the chapel in the dim light of the setting sun. He waved his hand to stop the holy knight who wanted to follow him, and walked the path in front of the chapel.

Passers-by knew Raul, who was a legend in Jerusalem. For twenty-three prayers, the old man was always gentle, telling all the people of Jerusalem about the Holy Religion, and he also showed the tolerance and majesty of the God of Light to all the people of Jerusalem with his decades of deeds.

Raul spent half a prayer hour walking through all the streets of Jerusalem, and finally stopped at the door of the Titan Temple, which had existed for twenty-two prayer years.

After looking around again, Raul slowly placed the bronze cross around his neck with his remaining right hand, and then his single eye burst into a bright and strange look.

The God of Light said: Without sacrifice, there will be no kingdom of heaven.

Raul stepped onto the steps in front of the Titan Temple, and a slight splash of dust slowly drifted away.

The guards of the Titan Temple immediately discovered the old man and saw the old man's strange appearance. They immediately took up arms and surrounded them.

Fearless, Raul took another step forward against the ten sharp knight's spears.

"Do you know me?"

The captain of the guard swallowed with difficulty, he knew the old man. It was precisely because he knew him that he was extremely nervous at the moment.

"Father Raul, please don't come forward again, you are not welcome in the temple. ”

How could the captain of the guard not know this old man, it was the old man in front of him who changed the history of Jerusalem, and it was precisely because of him that the church and the Titan Temple, which should have been mortal enemies of each other, were in the same city.

He may never identify with the old man, nor will he ever identify with the god of light that the old man represents, but this does not affect his admiration for the old man in front of him from the bottom of his heart.

"Looks like you know me, so that's good. Raul laughed happily, and he saw the nervousness and unease in the captain's eyes.

Taking another step forward, Raul went up another step, and the guards of the Titan Temple only besieged but did not attack.

"Father Raul, you really can't go any further, you are provoking the Titan God, are you trying to provoke a war between the two countries?"

The captain of the convoy again issued a warning, but did not give the order to attack. Perhaps many years ago, when the old man first founded the chapel, the old man was a nirvanal target of the Titan Empire. But today, the situation in Jerusalem has long since stabilized, and people are accustomed to the presence of chapels.

Maybe they will still be hostile to each other, but the old man's identity is special, and the significance he represents is extraordinary, and the captain of the guard does not want to take the responsibility of killing the old man, and he does not dare to provoke a big war between the two empires without the order of his superiors.

Raul ignored the captain's warnings and continued to move forward.

"Children, the God of Light is merciful, and He will forgive your previous sins. Stop being lost lambs and throw yourself into the arms of the God of Light. ”

The knight's spear couldn't stop Raul in his tracks, so he just took a step, said a word, and then climbed the steps to the door of the Titan Temple.

The captain of the guard knew that he could not retreat any longer, and if the old man walked into the Temple of the Titan wearing a cross, they would be the sinners of the Empire through the ages.

Flat-ended knight spears, all guards formed a formation, no longer half a step back.

Raul's eyes were resolute, and his mutilated body suddenly burst with astonishing energy.

"Wherever the light of God goes, all gods retreat. ”

Raul's chest met the knight's spear and slammed into it. The sharp tip of the spear pierced his body effortlessly, blood flowing, and life cut off.

Raul died the moment the sun set down on the horizon.

Before the seventy-first prayer year, Raul's father was killed in battle in Jerusalem. Seventy-one years later, Raul also died in Jerusalem.

Raul is a legend in a sense, but if you look at his life from another angle, he is also an ordinary little person.

There are little things, some small people, which are not conspicuous at first. But many times it is precisely because of these little things, these little people, that the course of history is changed. Just like the dozens of holy wars between the Holy Empire and the Titan Empire, the fuse at the beginning was something extremely small.

That's why people say that history is always so strikingly similar.