In the past three days, if you look down from the sky, it is a torrent like ants.

Almost all the people, hearing the command, did not hesitate to abandon their possessions, and took with them what they had, and marched in flocks of ox carts, wagons, and sheep to the castle called Fort Dawn, and along the way they drank only water, ate only black bread, and kept white bread—and now in the castle a large number of people were concentrated.

On the road, there are fields, and on a June day, the crops in the fields are lush, and the forests in the distance are continuous, and the sound of people rushing away shocks the nearby birds, and often flies into the sky.

The main castle, early morning of the fourth day

Pamore and Bony walked through the garden, an old castle with white pebbles and trees and flowers in the garden.

The most conspicuous of all the castles is the altar.

Neither Pamol nor Bony had ever seen such an altar, and the lords were never willing to spend their money on it, ironically, the lords who yearned for the light had never had such an altar, but the dark camp was much more religious, and almost every castle had a temple.

Inside, the craftsmen worked desperately, overturning and smashing all the original demon carvings, and temporarily carving sentences praising the goddess.

The sound of chanting resounded throughout the hall, and the two of them approached quietly, not daring to disturb.

This altar is a capped nave, rectangular in plan, with an altar protruding from the top, and a wide central hall flanked by rows of newly made wooden chairs.

The two of them looked intently, the new altar was very simple, but the style was gorgeous.

In the main hall, they are all made of white and black marble, which is particularly dignified, harmonious and quiet, and the two rows of girls, both dressed in white, are repeatedly singing and practicing a passage, the goddess mentioned in it is called Houtu?

I had never heard of such a goddess, but of course the two didn't dare to say anything, they just waited respectfully, waiting for a piece to be sung, and then whispered: "Sir! ”

"Well, what's the matter?" Fang Xin understands very well that the title of savior is only valid when saved, and when people are saved, they will naturally forget the glory and authority of the savior.

There is a very clear sentence in the Chinese Mencius Lilou Chapter, "The Ze of the Gentleman, the fifth generation and the beheading", which means that no matter what kind of merit, after five generations, it will disappear and be forgotten by people.

Historically, the heroes and heroes who thought they were saving the world, not to mention the fifth generation, even 50 years, may not be able to survive, and people are actually the best at forgetting and the most ungrateful group.

"Our side has counted, up to now, there are a total of 22,000 people, according to estimates, about half of them have come, and the materials are still being counted." Bony said.

"Sir, the camping army has now expanded to eight hundred, and they are all strong warriors, but they have reached a certain limit." Pamore said.

"Let's go, let's go inside and talk first."

Inside is an inner room, open the door, you can see the bookshelves and desks, obviously, the dark knight here is not a simple knight, there are many books inside, Fang Xin attaches great importance to these books.

In the lord's castle, there are very few books, but the dark side keeps the most books, of course, these books must be sealed now, and they will be selectively passed on later.

The only flaw is that it seems that because it is the Dark Knight, there are basically no windows, only one side, which opens a small window and sprinkles some sunlight.

On the desk, Fang Xin sat down, and in front of him was a thin roll of parchment with sentences written by him—in fact, this was the Sutra of the Afterlife.

The text of the Houtu Sutra is very short, and the translation is only a piece of parchment words, which is a reference to the two languages, and the translation, and the order to come to the people to memorize, now the only thing is, whether this will be accepted by the Houtu, this letter itself has no value, because the sense has been established, no matter what sentence, as long as it is this meaning, it will be accepted, but from scratch, the people of this world pray, will not accept, there are some doubts.

Unfortunately, the only thing is that time is too late, so many people have come to bring an incomparably heavy burden, if you can't win within a month, once this frenzy has dissipated, it will be time to die.

"Are the camping preparations complete?" Fang Xin asked.

"It's done, we've made in-depth contact with the lord's soldiers, at least for this time, those lords must not create any large-scale incidents." Pamore didn't dare to slack off, and said directly.

"Sir, the altar in the field has also been built, the documents you sent have been spread, the people have been able to recite them, and they are all nearby, just waiting for you to go."

Pamol witnessed all these changes, of course, he knew that if he could go further, let alone the knight, that is, the position of the lord, he would also get one, but if he failed, there would be no life, so he naturally worked very hard.

Fang Xin nodded, not in a hurry to speak, he sat on the chair, thought about it, and thought about all aspects to see if there were any fatal flaws, and all kinds of unexpected situations that might arise.

If the first three days of trial were just a prologue, then now is the climax, so we must be well prepared, because this is a fundamental transfer of authority.

Fang was full of excitement in his confidence, and only then did he deeply understand the mood of many heroes and heroes in the past, standing on the altar and high platform, and delivering decisive speeches.

For some reason, he remembered Hitler again, he started with speeches, and if you read it from the manuscript, it is not very remarkable, but when this incredible man gave a speech, he had an incredible power to conquer all the listeners and inspire their boiling spirit.

That's why he appeared on the stage of history as a savior's peerless hero.

In the same way, on the earth, his own country was invaded, slaughtered, suffering and humiliation, survival and longing, and an organization, a man, was able to be canonized to the altar of God.

Master the most urgent desire, you can get victory, big heroes and heroes, only the essence is the same, there is nothing new under the sun, understand this, copy the myth, but between the hands.

The sun rose higher and higher, and when it was about to reach the top of his head, Fang Xin finally stood up.

He walked straight to the city gates, passing through the Lord's Palace, and behind him, Pamore and Bonet followed, seemingly attracted by a mysterious power, and along the way, the servants and soldiers around him, one by one, followed.

When they reached the castle, like a flood parting, everywhere they went, they made way of a great road, and then followed after it, and in not much time all the people knew it, and they followed out of the city and into the wilderness.

More and more people gathered, until it was like a flood, until it was on the altar, Fang Xin stepped forward slowly, he directly used jade Ruyi, with merit, and recited the song after the earth rebirth scripture.

As soon as I read it, I immediately sensed that this time the speed was obviously much faster than last time.

However, although the white light descends, it is still inconspicuous in the sunlight.

Fang Xin turned his head and said in a calm tone: "Back then, I was disappointed in the world, I couldn't find strength in the world, so I had to seek God's help, and finally, I was blessed by the goddess of the earth, the goddess is merciful and just, and it will bring light and hope!" ”

At this point, he paused: "If you are for the sake of your children, for the sake of light and peace, please sing the praises of the Goddess with your heart, and put your hearts into it!" ”

After speaking, Fang Xin knelt down to the altar and chanted in a low voice, at this time, even if there were 10,000 people behind, they were alone.