Europe, England, St. George's Cathedral. Wild sand

The church is closed to the public, and a 10-kilometer radius stretches into an area of the city, all of which are fenced off. At the end of the day, the approach that each country uses to protect its core is very similar.

Thousands of miles away, the academy seemed very quiet, but St. George's Cathedral was as noisy as ever.

The noise is not because of the noise, but because of the sound of hurried footsteps one after another.

Hundreds of cardinals move between the churches, a baroque building with two floors of office areas on either side of the chapel room, dedicated to conveying messages and orders.

Here, it seems busier than the parliament.

Because the council only deals with ordinary matters, it has become very deserted since the "Garden of Eden" was built. The young men put away their eloquence and went to the church to become an ordinary black-clad deacon.

The church is like a large data center.

But in the midst of this endless crowd, an old man, with his hands behind his back, walked up the steps in good spirits. The old man's face has the characteristics of the Spaniards, like those carved white stone statues on the side of the Mediterranean. His wrinkles were not noticeable, but the years that passed in his eyes made people think that he was very old.

The black-robed deacon and the cardinal were very polite, and even though most people had never seen the old man, since he had entered the church safely, there must have been a corresponding share. Maybe it's one of the twelve main gods, and they don't dare to slack off.

In recent days, the twelve main gods or the Knights of the Round Table have appeared in the church much more than ever. Many people saw Ranmaroke being taken away by Athena in front of the red carpet of this chapel.

The successive terrorist attacks at the Chernobyl nuclear power plant and Neiva also left them busy with their own care. Matters relating to law enforcement are left to the church. There are too many countries in Europe, and if Switzerland and France are not informed in advance, the army may act rashly.

Although the "Garden of Eden" is powerful, it does not have the power to command all the nations, which is a stumbling wound for Europe and a headache for the bishops.

The old man who entered the church smiled at everyone, and there was no strong aura on him, so he walked in with his hands behind his back, and walked through the corridor of whispering, until the light of the sun fell on the pulpit through the dome, and fell on him.

So he stood before God.

The three floor-to-ceiling windows represent the Trinity, a Christian story that the old man knew very well, because it was something that happened after he attained eternal life.

For George, religion was a tool for him to maintain his inner peace. He does not claim to be God, but thinks it is God's will. God is an ethereal being, God is above their heads, they look up to get closer to God, and they bow their heads to show God their inner piety.

But are young people still willing to believe in God?

Noda sat by St. Peter's church for more than a thousand years, enjoying the prayers of the congregation, and even when the voices were weakened, he still lingered in the Black Tower.

But George is different.

He will always be a servant of God.

Now, at this very moment, as the ruler behind the whole of St. George's Cathedral, the whole of England and even Europe, the master of the "Garden of Eden", the thirteenth priesthood, the head of the Knights of the Round Table, St. George himself, stands in the church that belongs to him, right in front of the pulpit.

Even though he hadn't preached on it for 1,300 years, George still missed the wooden sermon stand before the church was built, and the ordinary people in coarse linen clothes underneath. Some were even Erlan people, and it took a lot of effort to get to London from Erlan at that time.

But in his eyes, the richly dressed cardinals in the church now are not much different from the little boys of the past. The expression on their faces was a little proud, a little indifferent, and the rest was restless.

The re-invasion of Europe's lost oases, the eastern kingdom with them in Alaska, the federation that is eyeing the island of Greenland, and Russia, the dead hand of the Arctic Ocean, and even the African Union across the Mediterranean.

For them, it's a thorn in the throat, freshly burned, piping hot, boiling water placed in front of them.

When they are in trouble, God should help.

If God does not come, then God's servants should be the first to show his loyalty.

So George turned around and sat down slowly on the chair next to him, like an ordinary old man who had come to pray.

He knocked on the table.

Once upon a time, it took a rousing tone of voice, a fast rider, and a trekking journey.

But now, all it takes is a light tap on the desktop.

He was St. George himself, and even though many cardinals and black deacons had not seen him in person, even if he walked the streets of England, people would have treated him like an ordinary old man.

But "Eden" recognized him.

That's enough.

When the knuckles left the polished table top for the second time, the whole church felt a noticeable tremor, as if a group of cavalry was charging here.

People began to feel the slightest bit wrong, like frightened animals on the eve of an earthquake, raising their heads to wonder what was happening.

Someone's coming here.

From the monastery, from the dungeon, from the lawn outside the church.

From London, from England, from all over Europe, all who received the news of the "Garden of Eden", with a surprised watch, in the direction of Great Britain.

"I'm in church."

In just four words, it represents an attitude.

The three immortals will hardly appear in front of the world in their true faces. Because their eternal life must be without being fatally harmed.

George was beheaded by the Erlans in the fifth century, but his followers put his head and body together and he died.

Yu Nian was once shot in the head by a rifle in World War II and half of it was shattered, but later survived.

They know they can live for a long time, but they also know that they are not immortal. It takes time to heal, and there is even a possibility of memory loss. This is the only thing they fear. The opponent is not from time, but probably from the side, and if all the cardinals now pulled out their guns, they could have shot George to death.

He's really going to die.

Even if they didn't, no one would dare to try.

This is also why during World War II, Noda used his influence to make Italy surrender first. The world war left a psychological shadow on them, which led to the fact that for hundreds of years to come, they never dared to show their true colors.

What's more, now, their existence is not just a matter of human life.

They represent the destiny of a nation.

The first to appear in the church was Athena. George named them after the twelve main gods of Mount Olympus. There is no Odin here, and there are no heroic spirits, and even if there is, it is George himself, and this St. George's Cathedral.

Athena stayed here all along, in the monastery behind the church. According to her understanding, George should summon her in the conference room in the basement and then assign the most urgent tasks.

She was Chinese New Year's Eve a year old and had never seen George in person.

But now, she ran from the convent through the corridors, into the church, and stood behind George. The rickety back is bathed in sunlight, as if it were another pulpit.

She received his brain waves, and as the goddess of wisdom, she could see through all lies. The gift is the same as that of the Federation's Jiang Kui.

At this moment, all her doubts about the existence of St. George were dissipated.

Aside from his gift of eternal life, he was an ordinary person, and now the thoughts in his mind were all about how to solve the situation in front of him.

He needs everyone's help.

Therefore, the servants of God came to the church of God in person.

For the Eternals, it is equivalent to standing on the battlefield again.

At this time, the Tius Academy was undergoing final repairs, and Wang Qingye and even Lin Wei were already asleep. Su Qiming was explaining something to Yan Yi in Mingyuan, and Wu Qiming had already walked into the underground "Taichu" central control room.

And Sun Wuthem, still in the ground of northern France, wrapped in a damp blanket, staring at the countdown in front of them.

George didn't look back, just sat quietly in the sun. Athena didn't speak, and the whole church suddenly fell silent. The cardinals looked at each other, not knowing what to do. But looking at Athena's performance, they roughly guessed the old man's share.

Young people are not believers in God, and St. George is just a faith, not a real person, a man of blood.

But now, they have to believe.

Soon, the sound of clash of armor sounded in the church. The Knights of the Round Table, Geraint and Lancelot, who had remained in the church, walked over and knelt on one knee in front of the old man.

Then, dozens of cardinals from the core of the church also came to the church.

They walked down the corridor of whispers, huddled under the dome, and the two knights of the round table looked at the old man sitting at the pulpit from afar.

These are the people who stayed behind in the church, and they have already arrived.

But George still didn't look back.

In the next second, the white drones silently broke into the interior of the church, and they hovered behind George, throwing a white pillar of light from top to bottom, which looked exactly like the pillar on the god Olympus.

In the center, the image of Zeus is projected in front of everyone's eyes.

Hera, Demeter, Apollo, Ares, Hermes, Aphrodite, and Hestia all appeared in the pillar of light. The positions of Hades and Poseidon were vacant, and the church had not found a suitable person since Muinak.

There was a hint of nervousness on their faces, after all, for so many years, they had personally walked to the church and watched George's projection.

But today, their projection comes to the church, in front of St. George himself.

Any gun, can end his life.

"I heard God's will." After the twelve main gods and the chief knight of the round table arrived, George's voice resounded in every corner of the church.

"God says we will have a bright future."

"God says our children will grow up freely in this God-given land"

"God says that all the afflictions you endure will be turned into the sweetest spring in this world."

With that, George stood up and turned, his somewhat old face facing everyone. Not only the twelve main gods, but also the deacons who stood at the back and had just entered the church.

"I am God's agent, and I will punish with my own hands any sin that dares to be God's might."