"The temples of the traditional Greek city-states are like high aristocrats, waiting for the people to donate gold and silver, build a holy treasury, but rarely take the initiative to help the people in the city-state, and I envision that the priests and saints of the temple of Hades should use the gold and silver donated by the people to help the poor people, help the sick who have no money to see a doctor, listen to the doubts and troubles of the people of the alliance, and enlighten and dispel their confusion with words...... There is also the annual ceremony of emancipating slaves to be presided over by the temple...... The Temple of Hades has helped the people of Dionys, and how can the people not be grateful to the temple and not believe in it! ”

Davers's words seemed to open a window to Plesine, and the approach proposed by Davers that was different from the traditional temple gave him a vague glimpse of the bright future of Hades' temple, and he was thrilled for a while, but he didn't know what to say.

"The Elysée is the paradise that Hades built in hell, and his temple should be the paradise of the world, the place where the hearts of the people belong! When the time comes, we will build a temple of Hades in every Dionian city and unite people from all over the world and all races around it, so what is there to fear from the Dionian League! Daves' seductive voice rang in Plecinas's ears very clearly: "Plesinath, will you help me accomplish this great cause and become the high priest of the Temple of Hades?" ”

Plesinas met Davers's expectant gaze, weighed it slightly, and then nodded heavily: "I do!" ”

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Canios followed Avinogis to Turriy, where he stayed at a hotel on the south side of Victory Square. This large inn was built at the expense of the Union Senate to receive foreign guests, and it was usually rich but now overcrowded.

Generals, eminent parliamentarians, and citizens of the city-states of the Southern Italian League, such as Coronia, Trina, Siritin, and Crotone, were invited to attend the ceremony. If it weren't for the fact that Amicles and others from Castelon temporarily lived in the houses of Kunograta and Cornerus, the tribal leaders of Niutum and Lucaria of Grumentum were scattered and borrowed from the homes of Wesbah and Hermon, and the Avenogis and others of Laos even went directly to Davers's house, thus relieving the officials in charge of the task of reception, the hotel in Turiyi would not have been sufficient.

At this time, the lobby of the hotel is bustling with guests, who belong to different city-states but belong to one alliance, and it is difficult to get together to take this opportunity to visit each other, connect with each other, and discuss their views on current affairs......

Although Canios, an outsider, was politely received by Dionia, his request to visit Dyce immediately did not receive a good response.

The officer in charge told him, "Lord Davers, Archon, is busy preparing for tomorrow's celebration. After tomorrow, I will see him indirectly. ”

Although he admired the laughter and laughter of others, Canios and his men stayed quietly in their rooms, because he had heard that the messenger of Picosis had also arrived in Turriyi, so as to avoid conflict when they met. It wasn't until he tasted the unique cuisine of Turiyi that the anxiety in Canios' heart was temporarily relieved.

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In the early morning of July 25, 398 B.C., the citizens, families, freemen, and even slaves of Dionian gathered in the city of Turriy from all directions, and with the help of thousands of Dionian citizens and soldiers who maintained order, they entered the center of Touri.

In a short period of time, all the courtyards, houses, and even rooftops were crowded with people, and at a glance, the crowds were overwhelming, and only the huge open space on Victory Square was untouched.

Canios was placed on the left steps of the platform directly in front of the square, and it is reported that the messenger of Picosis was placed on the right, and the attentiveness of the Dionian reception staff allowed him to avoid the embarrassment of a sudden meeting, allowing him to calm down and enjoy the celebration.

"Oh, there are so many people! Dionya was bold enough to not be afraid that if there was a riot, it would be a disaster! Someone next to Canios said worriedly.

"It's good if there is a riot, in that case, Dionia will be finished!" Another man gloated loudly.

Kanios looked back at him, like everyone else.

"Eutidemose, how could the Crotone let you into the Council! If there is a riot here, do you think we will be able to escape! Someone recognized the speaker and retorted loudly.

"Why run! Isn't this a celebration of the completion of the Hades Temple! It's not good for everyone to go to see Hades together! "Eutidemose looks not afraid of life and death.

"The proud Crotone people have actually begun to use verbal ridicule to satisfy their feelings of loss after the defeat!" Someone immediately scoffed.

Eutidemose's face changed immediately.

Canios didn't bother to pay attention to the verbal conflict of the people around him, he just

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Take a closer look around the square: it stands to reason that with so many people, it should be very noisy. But the people sat and stood, trying to be as quiet as possible, and rarely moved around, perhaps they had been warned by the alliance beforehand, but for the self-revering and liberal Greeks, this was also quite amazing! Kalios discovered this yesterday when he entered the city of Turiyi, and now his impression has been strengthened once again.

At this time, the loud military horn sounded together, announcing that the ceremony was about to begin, and people consciously stopped talking and focused their curious eyes on Victory Square.

I saw hundreds of men in Greek armor enter the arena, and Plecinas led ten male "voice transmitters" and 50 women, all dressed in white robes, to the platform with solemn steps.

The atmosphere of Dionya was relatively open, and many people outside the square brought their wives and daughters to watch the celebration, but dozens of women appeared in front of the public at the same time, especially on such a sacred occasion, even Hera or the priestess of the temple of Aphrodite, the goddess of love, so not only the people, but even the guests from the allies in front of the square began to whisper.

The sound of military trumpets resounded throughout the city, and the surrounding area of the square was once again quiet.

Plesinus' high-pitched and long voice sounded: "In the first year of the 95th Olympia Games, in the kingdom of Persia, thousands of miles away from us, a group of Greek warriors accepted the recruitment of the Persian prince Cyrus the Younger, who loved Greece, to prepare to overthrow the tyrannical Persian king. However, after a great battle, their employers were killed in battle, and the mercenary chiefs were deceived and captured by the Persians. The whole mercenary army was in despair, but the great Hades did not abandon them......"

As soon as Plesinas's words fell, more than a dozen harpists under the platform began to pluck the strings, and the 50 white-robed women on the stage opened their mouths together, and the ethereal singing voice was like a wisp of fresh wind blowing through the audience.

Karios felt the hairs on his skin stand on end, and the traditional chants of the Greek temple were obviously incomparable to the harmony trained with modern bel canto, bathed in beautiful and harmonious singing, as if even the soul had been cleansed.

The rest of the audience, like Canios, was completely immersed in the song, and in the weeping lamentation, they were also infected with the heaviness.

The soldiers on the field used exaggerated body movements to show crying, helplessness and despair, and only the person in the center was lying on the ground, motionless.

At this time, the singing gradually faded to silence, and the soldiers on the field began to fall into a deep sleep......

Just when the people were stunned, a high-pitched song sounded again, like lightning piercing the night sky, lifting the spirits of the audience.

I saw a man walking out of the corridor, he was tall, sturdy, with long black hair, thick black beard, wearing a black robe, holding a double-strand fork, and walked majestically to the center of the square......

Someone in the audience exclaimed, "Hades?! I know he's Hades! ”

There was a small commotion in the crowd, and more people were staring at the arena, and they were already beginning to be attracted by this unique performance.

I saw "Hades" come to the center of the field, stand next to the person who had been lying still, wave the double-strand fork, as if using divine power......

The singing disappeared again. "Hades" exited, causing the public to turn their heads to catch up.

"Boom! Boom! ......" The silent square sounded with a crisp drum, and the man lying down turned over and sat up, and began to wake up the others, waving his arms, encouraging them, and at last the crowd gathered around, and someone put a helmet on him with a red crown, and then marched forward with difficulty in front of him, and led by him......

Seeing this, anyone who has heard the legendary story of the consul Davers also vaguely understands at this moment: the incomparably dazzling leader on the field should be the actor Davers who once went on an expedition to Persia!

"Davers seems to have forgotten that he was not the only mercenary leader in Persia." Tolmid, who was also watching the celebration from the sidelines, complained.

"Yesterday, Divist came to me and told me about it, and he said it was a need for performance and hoped I could understand." Zantiparis shrugged, his expression calm.

"Well, this is Dionia, he has the final say!" Tolmide said helplessly: "But this kind of performance is quite interesting! ”

The drums sounded from sparse to dense, interspersed with military trumpets.

"Wow!!" With the audience shouting in amazement, a group of soldiers, including cavalry, infantry, and archers, dressed in long robes and long shields, lined up in a loose formation, under the command of a general in glittering golden scale armor, approaching the Greek mercenaries who had been in the square......

"They are 'Persians'!" Some in the audience couldn't help but shout.