The Western Continent, the Millennium City, the Holy Sepulchre of the Sleepers.

The Holy Sepulchre is located in the northwest suburbs of Millennium City, covering an area of 600 square kilometers and surrounded by a powerful Divine Spell Enchantment. Therefore, the climate here is warm like spring all year round, and the entire range of the Holy Sepulchre is dotted with large and small palaces. Outside each palace, dense trees shade each other, and the rich green is like a beautiful canopy, enveloping the tranquil Holy Sepulchre.

In the garden in the center of the cemetery, there is the largest palace, which is the residence of the high priest Edizok.

As the closest person to God in the Land of Light, he is the only one who can set up a place of eating and living in the place where the gods sleep and protect this sacred pure land. Around the central palace there is a place of meditation and a temple of the Nine Pillars, forming a crescent-like layout around the garden, starting from left to right from the temple of the sun god and ending at the temple of the rain god.

Each temple is connected by a kilometre-long stone avenue lined with images of the Holy Sheep and glittering slabs covered with gold or silver leaf. The huge images are striking, and the spirit is suppressed under the weight of the material, and these oppressive feelings are the starting point of worship and the basis of the artistic conception of the Holy Sepulchre of the Sleepers.

At this moment, on the winding staircase leading to it, the Storm Priest was sweating profusely up the stairs, and the pale and broad stone slabs continued to spread backwards from under his feet, and along the way, only the faint sound of insects accompanied him left and right, and there was no second person in sight.

“......”

When he was less than a hundred meters away from the central palace, the Storm Priest subconsciously slowed down, nervous and even a little difficult to breathe.

He didn't know how to report the news of the Eastern Continent to the High Priest...... Since the death of the Sun King Hefser and Thutmose, the originally stable and peaceful Land of Light seems to have turned into a pot of boiling water. As time passed, not only did not there be a return to calm, but the situation became more and more chaotic.

First the two sun kings died in thunder, then the crown prince died violently in the same way, and then the two pseudo-crown princes of the people died violently at the coronation ceremony...... And it's looking for one to die, and the cause of death is still thunder.

So much so that until now, the throne of the Millennium Kingdom is still vacant, which has become the biggest joke in the millennium.

In the face of this strange and unsolvable paranormal phenomenon, the sacrificial group could not give a reasonable explanation, and could only attribute it to the invasion of demons. However, this reason obviously cannot convince the public, after all, the Sun King is the son of God, if he can be killed by the demon casually, then where is the face of the Sun God?

Because of this, in today's country of light, everyone from the common people to the sacrificial nobles feel that the world is going to change.

At this juncture, news of a large-scale rebellion came from the Eastern Continent.

Those damned heretics, led by a ruined aristocracy, actually declared war on the temple under the banner of 'return of kingship', and they won many victories, and they could not be destroyed no matter how they were suppressed!

The elite soldiers and strong generals sent were often tempted to defect to each other as soon as they met them, so that the power of the rebels snowballed and grew. In just one month, the scope of the rebellion has spread to the entire eastern continent, and the situation is about to be reversed!

Worse still, the situation had deteriorated to such an extent that the high priest, after a meeting in which he was so angry that he vomited blood and fainted, actually announced that he would meditate for a while—and for half a month.

As soon as the head of religion shook his hand, the entire temple group was suddenly leaderless, and could only watch as the power of the prophet Amon became stronger and stronger day by day.

The Temple Group was intimidated by Eddyzok's prestige, and they didn't dare to disturb his meditation until now, but they couldn't hold it anymore.

If you hold it any longer, it's time for Millennium City to change owners!

His appearance here, the place of the Storm Sacrifice, was also shouldering the expectations of the entire Sacrifice Group, trying to persuade the High Priest Edizok to return to the mountain to preside over the overall situation.

......

"Your Excellency the High Priest, Your Excellency the High Priest, the Storm Temple Priest Narmai begs to see you!"

"Your Excellency High Priest, the situation in the Eastern Continent is rotten, the thief leader Amon has already controlled the entire province, and may be sent out at any time!! the order of the Thousand-Year City of Light is in danger, we need your strict and wise leadership to let us survive this catastrophe. ”

"The thief is known as the spokesman of the will of the king, trying to overthrow the rule of the temple and rebuild the royal power, and the slogan is also very demagogic, so the flames of rebellion will burn all over the territory!"

The Storm Sacrifice stood in front of the central palace gate, plucking up courage and roaring with the loudest voice.

"Rubbish, come in and talk!" a sudden response came from the depths of the palace.

"Yes!"

Hearing the other party's voice, the Storm Priest was not angry but happy, and hurriedly took off his strap sandals and stepped into the palace gate.

Compared to the grandeur of the outside, the layout of the interior of the palace appears more refined. Through the glazed floor-to-ceiling windows, beams of pale golden light sifted into a wide corridor. On both sides of the corridor are small flower beds with blooming violets poking their heads out, petals reflecting a warm glow.

At the end of the corridor, the golden door is draped in a red curtain, exuding an air of mystery and luxury. And behind the door, there is a faint moan of temptation from the women, and even the ears can't be cut off, as if those stunners are licking your earlobes and talking to you.

“......”

The Storm Priest was stunned for a moment, almost suspecting that he was hallucinating - how could there be such a filthy sound in the place where the gods sleep, the place of pure and immaculate rest!?

However, while he was standing in front of the door, a loud noise continued to come from behind the door, proving that it was not his thoughts, but what was really happening.

"Come in!" the High Priest's voice sounded again, mingling with the feminine gasping for a sharp and unusually harsh voice.

“......”

The Storm Priesthood didn't have time to think, and instinctively obeyed the order, striding forward and pushing the door in.

He was shocked by the sight before him, the sacred sacrificial vessels were twisted and thrown to the ground, the holy scriptures feared by the evil spirits were shattered, and the pure white and pure lycoris flowers were dyed black.

On the large bed at the end of the dormitory, the holy high priest, the spokesman of the will of the gods, was surrounded by the women of the red fruit, and the stunners licked his earlobes, caressed his body, and entertained him with sweet voices.

"Lord Sacrifice, this is the place where the gods sleep, how can you!?" said the Storm Priest.

"Where the gods sleep?"

Editzok hugged the slender waist of the beauty beside him, turned his head to look at him, and a hint of darkness flashed in his blue eyes: "Someone has woken up, and I am awake too...... That guy wants to take back everything he has, and I'm not going to say yes!"

"You...... You're not the High Priest!" Storm Priest blurted out without thinking.

"Narmay...... You're smart, so I've always liked you. ”

Editzok laughed and retreated from the beauty beside him, walked off the bed with a red fruit, and strode towards the other party:

"But this time you are wrong, the High Priest has always been me! From the first term to the end of the eighty-second term now, every High Priest has carried my will! Only I finally woke up...... The taste of a dream for thousands of years, you won't understand it. When I woke up, I had to find something to do that made me feel like I wasn't just a memory, I was a real entity. ”

"You're the god of heavenly punishment? no, no, no...... How could the God of Heavenly Punishment be so filthy......" Storm Sacrifice avoided his gaze, trying to ignore the other party's state at this time, and quickly analyzed the situation at this moment in his mind.

"You don't have to guess, Oberix is only a shell now, and he is no longer the so-called God of Heavenly Punishment. ”

When he was still two meters away from the Storm Sacrifice, Edhzok stopped and squinted at him playfully, "You're here to persuade me to show up against that so-called prophet Amun, do you know who he is?"

"Of course, the remnants of the Femmonds, self-righteous madmen, and careerists full of lies!" replied the Storm Priest calmly.

"Hahahaha!"

The high priest laughed so hard that tears broke out from the corners of his eyes, and then he wiped his tears and said sarcastically: "Very, very sorry, he is neither a liar nor a madman, he is indeed the spokesman of the king's power...... Foolish lambs, your sun god is returning!"

"What did you say!?"

Storm Sacrifice's eyes widened and he looked at him in disbelief, as if trying to read the truth from his smiling expression. However, he found that the high priest in front of him had become extremely unfamiliar at this time, and even had no human feeling...... It's a chaotic darkness!

"Am I still not clear?"

Seeing his expression, Edizok's smile became more and more mysterious, and he patiently explained: "Amon is indeed the spokesman of the sun god, and everything he does is at the behest of the king of the gods, and you have been fighting against the king of the gods from beginning to end. ”

"No way! God Atum has fallen...... The will of the gods has long since been annihilated, and that is why we can use séance. As if avoiding an extremely dangerous object, the Storm Sacrifice subconsciously kept retreating, muttering and arguing.

"What do you think of the divine position, the will, the power, or is it an abstract concept?"

Edizok stared into his eyes, pupils swelling with a deep light, and then snapped his fingers lightly:

"Neither! The god position is a kind of legitimacy, a kind of legal system! When the old god falls, the new god can take his place. Based on the inheritance of bloodlines and thoughts, whoever has the glorious world and who holds the strongest divine spell will have the law system of the sun god!"

"You mean...... A new Sun God has been born, and he wants to destroy us and take the Land of Light?" the Storm Priest stopped retreating, a flash of realization flashing in his eyes.

"That's right. ”

Adizok snapped his fingers again, then reached out and patted him lightly on the cheek, "But don't worry, I won't let him get his wish...... Whether it was the prophet Amun, or the sun god behind him...... All of them will be sacrificed to my awakening!"

"Since your opponent is the Sun God, how can you possibly defeat a true God?" the Storm Priest asked calmly.

"Don't worry about this, I've been fighting against Atum since thousands of years ago. ”

Adhzok withdrew his hand, lowered his waist and slowly clenched it into a fist, sneering and looking to the east through the floor-to-ceiling window: "Can the new sun block the original chaos...... I'm looking forward to it. ”

“......”

At this moment, the Storm Priest's eyes lit up, and he instantly turned his palm into a knife, wrapped in a thin and sharp curved blade and slashed over.

Bang——!

The wind blade struck the High Priest's neck, cutting a dazzling spark that left no trace.

At the same time, the lower half of the Storm Sacrifice disappeared into thin air, as if gnawed by the trolls, and the upper body fell into the turbid plasma...... The anger on his face was also passing quickly.

"Narmay, I thought you were smart enough......"

Adhzok sighed and shook his head, then flicked his left hand, turning their beautiful bodies into minced flesh before the pets screamed.

"But it doesn't matter, I like your brains more than your brains. ”

As he spoke, he crouched down and approached the corpse of the Storm Sacrifice, greed in his eyes.

The light in the space gradually dimmed, and in the darkness, there seemed to be a sound of snorting......

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Eastern Continent, Western Fortress.

Holding a hoe and wearing a white robe, Amon stood at the top of the fortress, overlooking the Western Continent in the distance, his eyes full of solemnity.

In his eyes, the thick night was like an icy tide, gently shaking the earth under his feet—in the depths of darkness, something unseen seemed to be moving.

"Give me instructions, king. He closed his eyes and began to call on the will of the sun.

"Amon, you don't have to be confused, this is the dying counterattack of darkness. Attack the Western Continent, attack the Millennium City, and attack the demons who stole the Land of Light. The moment the source of darkness descends, it is the moment when Judgment Day begins!" This time, the Sun God's will was exceptionally clear, and it also responded to his concerns in disguise.

"The demon who stole the Land of Light...... Who could it be?" a look of confusion flashed in Amon's eyes, and then he became firm again.

Whatever kind of demon he is!

For the sake of the beautiful new world, even if the golden demon god who caused Ragnarok comes forward, he will swing his sword at it!

"Your Excellency the Prophet!" just then, a voice full of awe came from behind him.

“......”

Hearing this, Amon turned around and saw a middle-aged general in gold armor and fully armed approaching.

Seeing him turn around, the general immediately stopped his steps, stroked his chest and saluted, and then said loudly: "Our legion is ready to attack the Western Continent at any time...... Everyone is looking forward to this day!"

"Let's go, then. ”

The black-haired boy raised his head, raised the hoe in his hand, and pointed to the thousand-year-old city in his memory: "Let's destroy the old world full of lies together!"

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