In the battle between the golden temple of Solomon and the unknown light, two terrifying forces set off an endless wind.

Violent winds swept across the Holy City.

Flying sand and rocks roam wantonly in the streets and alleys.

Countless people were carried up by the wind, like grains of sand in the wind, swaying with the wind.

And on the earth, the huge stone slabs firmly built on the earth were also pulled up from the earth by the strong wind, and they collided with the rest of the gravel in mid-air, scattering into countless stones.

Scattered stones hit the buildings of the Holy City, and the buildings of modern craftsmanship at this moment seemed to be made of paper shells.

Disintegrate.

Collapse.

Tore.

For a moment, the wind and sand covered everything.

The eyes of the crowd were obscured.

"What happened?"

The monks, who had been rendered by the afterglow of mythology, retreated wildly in the wind, and retreated from the center of the storm before someone asked.

At this time, two brilliant lights in the holy city wrestled across the endless yellow sand.

Yellow sand divides the entire holy city in half.

Half is the pure white light of Solomon's Temple, and half is an inexplicable pillar of light.

"What's that?"

Everyone felt that something new had happened in Solomon's Temple.

But when they looked up, their faces changed.

"What's that?"

Opposite Solomon's Temple was a new pillar of light, with a hint of white mixed in gold, different from the pure golden light of the Papal sect and the pure white light of Judaism.

It confronted Solomon's Temple in mid-air.

Endless power is on display in the sky.

Abdul's face changed dramatically when he saw the direction of the Light.

"That location!"

"That's Yantang!"

Iwado?

The black-clothed patriarch standing beside Abdul, who was in a panic, had a gleam in his eyes.

He secretly said in his heart:

Is it the temple that looks at the Abrahamic monolith?

Legend has it that the Ark of the Covenant was once enshrined on this monolith.

Later, the founding prophet of the Green Religion, accompanied by angels, traveled from Mecca to Jerusalem on Pegasus and ascended to heaven on this boulder to hear the revelation of Allah.

This is the true holy relic of the Holy City.

Presumably no worse than Solomon's Temple!

"I've got to go check it out!"

Abdul didn't care about the crowd either, so he quickly turned around and left.

In an instant, his body was instantly golden mixed with white holy light.

The holy light separated the endless yellow sand, and Abdul rushed towards the rock hall with the holy light.

And the black-clad patriarch followed closely.

The two of them jumped into the storm and rushed into the storm.

Everyone present saw only two black shadows rushing into the storm.

"Someone's in!"

"Someone got ahead of the game?"

"Someone has already taken the lead, go in first. ”

At this time, if the first person to rush into the storm does not appear, everyone will still observe the situation before making a decision.

However, Abdul and the two rushed directly into the storm, which broke the calm they should have.

No one can stand someone taking the lead!

So, a group of people followed in Abdul's footsteps and rushed into the storm of the holy city.

Wind.

Wind.

Or the wind!

Abdul struggled to walk through the storms of the Holy City, the endless wind like a knife, constantly cutting through his holy light.

He never imagined that he would one day hear such a loud wind.

The deafening is nothing more than that.

Abdul felt like a drowning man hit by a flood, and he struggled with great difficulty.

However, the faith in his heart did not allow him to retreat.

"Yantang, is there something wrong with Abraham's boulder?"

Abdul's feet trembled on the earth, and he held one hand in front of him as he muttered in his heart.

At this time, several figures hurried past him.

"Who?"

Abdul asked.

However, his questioning voice was immediately blown away by the wind.

He just watched as the people overtook him and walked towards the Iwado in the distance.

"Stop talking, let's go. ”

At this time, the black-clothed patriarch behind Abdul followed.

The so-called missionaries are all those who receive the power of the Lord.

And they themselves are physically weak.

Innate not dominant, but because they can use the power of the Lord, they are actually not weak.

However, the ability to survive in the face of natural and man-made disasters is much worse.

In the midst of the storm, Abdul and the Patriarch in Black walked at the forefront of the missionaries, and behind them were Papal and Jewish men.

And the one that just surpassed Abdul is the Tianzhu lineage.

The Tianzhu vein had already come to the forefront, and the aura around them was connected, and an illusory idol floated around them.

The statue is holding a vajra, which is extremely majestic, and the flowing divine light blocks the wind and sand.

However, the Brahmins are also not very fast.

"The wind and waves are getting stronger!"

"The further you go, the more sandy it gets. ”

"How far is it from inside?"

"About a hundred meters. ”

"Keep going, you can hold on!"

But after only fifty meters, the men could no longer move forward.

"Go back and see Solomon's Temple!"

Galava was a little unwilling, but there was nothing he could do.

It's too stormy here.

I can only try to see if Solomon can loosen it up somewhat.

Soon, while Abdul was still struggling to his limits, the Brahmins returned.

They hurried past Abdul.

"Damn, they can't have stolen the relics. ”

"Keep up with them!"

The black-clothed patriarch immediately said.

Abdul hurried to follow, the downwind was much easier than the headwind.

The Brahmins and Abdul rushed to the other side like an afterimage.

And when everyone in the wind and waves saw this, they also thought that a few people had succeeded, and hurriedly followed.

Just when a group of people were playing a game with the ass in the middle of the storm.

In the rock hall that was wrapped in holy light and confronted Solomon's Temple, the caretaker in the rock hall frantically rushed into the rock hall.

Endless brilliance erupted from behind the rock hall.

"The Abraham Boulder has moved!"

Someone exclaimed.

The Abrahamic boulder behind the rock hall was now moving.

It gradually peels off thick layers of rock, as if it is being reborn.

With each bit of peeling, the light becomes richer.

Endless divine power poured out from the Abrahamic monolith.

Two clear footprints appeared on the shattered boulder.

"It's the footprints of the Prophet!"

The believers guarding the rock hall are already at a loss.

They fell to their knees in a panic.

Prayers began.

And at this time, in the council of the Holy City, the face of the Lord of the Holy City has completely changed.

"I can't wait any longer, when can I leave from Kyushu?"

"They have accepted our request and have set off. ”

"Send an urgent briefing, I hope they hurry up!"

The Lord of the Holy City originally thought that there would be a period of tranquility, but he did not expect that the Holy City would actually have another change at this critical juncture.

This can't be delayed.

Otherwise, the entire holy city is afraid that there will be great trouble.

"I hope Kyushu is really useful. ”

The Lord of the Holy City muttered to himself.

"You might as well ask us for help. ”

At this moment, a voice sounded in the holy city.