Chapter 95: The Strange War (4)
The corners of the black cloak were dragged across the ground, reflecting the not-so-bright light, and Hawkins saw the man hidden in the cloak standing next to him. The reverend www.biquge.info paused, and he put his arm on Hawkins' shoulder, telling the Prime Minister to stay after the ceremony. If there was no one in the outside world who would be so rude to hold the Prime Minister's shoulders, but deep underground, someone dared to be, on the surface, a priest with some strange ideas and impulses at best, and it was the identity of a senior figure of the group. Hawkins said yes, which is probably the best answer. The priest turned around and presided over the ceremony, which was soon over. The people around them dispersed one after another, and the hall seemed empty, leaving only the two of them. The priest took off the hat of his cloak and showed his true face, I don't know if it was because of the light, the priest in the underground hall looked a little strange. With his hands on his chest, he began to ask Hawkins about the war in the Imperium territory.
Hawkins hated war, and was therefore reluctant to store anything about war in his head too often. His answer was a bit of a choppy. The priest was obviously not too satisfied, and he coldly interrupted Hawkins' seemingly timid answer. I don't know if it's talking to myself, the pastor says we didn't wait for our God. Hawkins thought of the pastor's last speech in the Parliament's rotunda and asked, "Our God?" The pastor said yes, our God. Hawkins didn't know which pastor to trust, whether it was the pastor who spoke to the council or the pastor at the moment. Then he laughed at himself for making a simple mistake, which turned out to be what people didn't want to believe and hide in the shadows. But then the question arises, isn't the pastor's speech in council shocking? The pastor saw Hawkins' doubts, and he said a perverse truth, that there is a god and that there is no God is true to some extent, and the key is how to understand God.
The priest spoke eloquently, starting with the ocean voyage a few years ago. Hawkins, in the pastor's cold voice, began to slowly understand something he hadn't thought of before. In the long river of history that is difficult to calculate in human years, the god who single-handedly created the group came from a long-term wandering life in the depths of the universe. God came to earth with his own mission, but found that he could neither complete the mission nor return to his homeland, so he simply left his fixed residence on the moon, which is close to the earth. God traveled between the earth and the moon in His own car. In order to accomplish the task, God created His own agents on Earth, the first founders of the group. The pastor pointed to himself and Hawkins, saying that we are God's created children. The pastor continued, "As I mentioned in the report I gave in the council, we humans are evolutionary. In fact, human beings are really evolving, and what we are experiencing is the evolution that has been interfered with, and even to some extent, the influence of interference outweighs the change of evolution. Or rather, we are already what we are today, with the priest revealing his hidden arm in his cloak, from which Hawkins saw the scales of his arm.
Hawkins was spotted sneaking into his arm, and the priest snorted through his nose and said you wouldn't be like this, your bloodline wasn't qualified. Bloodline, Hawkins thought of his origin, and it did make him inferior. Many of the stories that people now know are not actually true, and after the group intervened in his training, they helped him make up many stories from his childhood. The priest told the prime minister that the so-called bloodline is not like the bloodline of the so-called nobility in the traditional sense, and that the bloodline that the pastor is talking about is simply a matter of God's interference. God's interference with human beings is not indiscriminatory, and different degrees of interference make the members of the group have different characteristics of God. The more full the intervention, the closer the members will be to the image of God. Hawkins looked at the pastor's arm again, could it be that God is like that. The pastor hid his arm back in his cloak and said I don't know what God will be like. In fact, the members of our group have never seen who God is. Our ancestors have seen but are gone, and our connection to God has never been one-lined. Our initiative does not necessarily connect with God on the moon. Hawkins thought to himself, then how do you know if God is coming?
The pastor walked forward, touched the strange thing in his hand, and said this is my connection to God. Touching him will make you commune with God. Hawkins wanted to touch it too, but the priest glared at him, or maybe Hawkins was wrong, but Hawkins stopped what he was doing. The bloodline issue that the pastor just talked about can be regarded as a warning to Hawkins, who is in the group, and I am afraid that he is not worthless. The prime minister of the dignified empire is so low in the group, so you can imagine how much energy the group has. The pastor said that God's coming has something to do with the war waged by the Empire, and that God will also pay attention to the world? Have you received any reports from the Imperial Army? Hawkins shook his head, and the pastor thoughtfully said bad omens one after another. I am afraid that the outcome of this war will not be too optimistic. The priest seemed to be getting impatient, ignoring Hawkins' presence several times, walking around, the corners of his cloak dragging around on the ground. He began to talk to himself, the fullness of the war began, and the enemy was not only from the enemies of God, but also from the growing number of earthlings. Yes, they're all enemies. Hawkins cautiously asks the pastor if he can leave, and the pastor impatiently waves Hawkins to leave.
As he walked out of the mountains and into the plains, Curris turned his head to look at the team behind him, and was instantly startled. Although he knew that these subordinates might have something to do with the Shapeshifters or even the Chronos at the bottom of the sea, he didn't expect that these people were Morphers. The problem is not that at this moment, the soldiers at this moment carry the burned human corpses on their shoulders, as a delicacy for consumption, with incomplete deformed bodies, living like those demons in Europa mythology. Curris looked at the town that appeared in the distance and decided to spend the night in a suitable place outside the town. Although the small leaders didn't understand Curris's arrangement too much, they were quite obedient. The incompletely deformed soldiers began to reheat the flesh and feast on it. Without the intrusion of rainwater, the trimming becomes very efficient. When he woke up again the next day, Curris saw the soldiers who had gone normally. Curris thought of a way to take them back to distant empire territory.
The town not far away, while still half-asleep in the morning mist, was awakened by the sound of slamming doors almost simultaneously everywhere. The citizens were seriously threatened, and instead of the valuable silver coins and food in the house, or even the naked women, the robbers took all the men's clothes. This is a strange group of robbers, unheard of. Horses were also taken away, and strangely no guns were taken from the cowboys. No one resisted, and the cowboys understood that the robbers far outnumbered everyone in the town, and that what they were holding in their hands was obviously not a stick, but a new weapon that the cowboys had never seen before. The owner of the tavern thought that all his inventory was going to be destroyed this time, but the robbers did not look at his goods, and took away his clothes. A well-mannered-looking young man took two bottles of medium-priced red wine, which was hardly a loss. The tavernkeeper decided to believe in God from now on, and this luck, except for the blessing of God, probably has no reasonable explanation.
Curris didn't know what the tavernkeeper was thinking, and since all of his men had turned back into human form, Curris decided to tell them to change their attire and return to the empire with a special pair of cowboys. Cowboys have to have a very special outfit, and Crown obviously wouldn't have thought of it so much, and people don't wear clothes. After Curris gave the order to sack the town, he also patronized the tavern while he was free, scooped up two bottles of dew wine, and prepared to relax on the way back. The Empire has not yet received news of the total annihilation of the army, and rushing back at this time will not cause much fluctuation. It's time for Korors to have a new action and plan, and even if he doesn't consult Curris anymore, the order should always be one. So many soldiers behind him who were trying on denim clothes as they walked, what the hell should they do after returning to their ties. Curris was distressed by this question, if Warman was by his side, then we could discuss it together, he crouched on the back of the stolen horse, looked at the sky, and saw what was slowly following all the way, was it an enemy or a friend?
Korols watched as Curris rushed into the town with the morphed people who had turned into normal, and after a period of chaos in the town, Curris's party set off. The costumes of the people in the team changed, and the costumes became more or less the same. Korors didn't have to guess to know what Curris was thinking. He shook his aching arm, pulled a few ring clips off his hand, looked at the numbers on the monitor, and called for Endals. The assistant was obviously not in very good shape, and after glancing at the screen, he said that our monitoring had not seen such abnormal fluctuations in the past. Originally, after being filtered by Wantel, the impact of the rays was extremely weak, but the values showed that our feelings were real. I need to do a basic procedure for the assessment of the physical prospect index system for both of us. With that, Endals turned around and left, and once the central computer was entered into the program, it quickly gave the results of the assessment and the necessary work suggestions. Crown then lay down, going through another slumber and mind transplant? It was going to take a long time, and he was waiting for his assistant to return.
Mei Yi hid in the house and never came out, and the commander outside the house was a little impatient. He walked around the outside of the house, approaching Mei Yi's door several times. Mei Yi saw his shadow from the house, but he still didn't come in. Mei Yi reprimanded the general through the door without the style of a general, and it was easy to panic when encountering something. At first, the belt was still submissively agreeing, but then there was no sound. Mei Yi leaned against the window and quietly poked open a hole and looked out. The commander is no longer there, and the soldiers guarding the gate have also left a lot. Then the soldiers who came in through the gate were carrying bows and arrows, and this was not a battlefield battle, so why did the archers have to show up? Mei Yi's doubts were quickly replaced by surprise, and the soldiers lit several braziers, lit the bow arrows, and pulled the bowstring away, aiming it at Mei Yi's room. Mei Yi secretly screamed that it was not good, this was to set fire to the house and burn Mei Yi to death. What about the commander, these people are obviously the subordinates of the commander, Mei Yi still wanted to shout loudly about the arrival of the commander, but it was too late, the arrow rain hit, and the houses were on fire. In the crack of the window that had been burned by the fire, Mei Yi saw the belt. The commander holds the sword horizontally and leads the people to stand in front of the door. Two words appeared in Mei Yi's mind, extinguished.
Mei Yi knew that it would be difficult for him to escape, but he didn't understand, what kind of person wanted to die? It is easy to attack him, and these attackers are by no means simple. Mei Yi spilled the only tea stored in the house on the vital parts of his body, hiding far away from the fire, but he never made a sound. The people outside obviously wanted to watch Mei Yi and the house all turn to ashes before leaving. Mei Yi began to despair, his father still had the opportunity to flee to the island in the face of the catastrophe of the year, and there were people who reported it, but today he did not hear about his life or death. Just as he was thinking, the miscellaneous thoughts of swords and guns in the courtyard came, and the shouts of killing were endless, Mei Yi leaned into his body and saw the scuffle in the courtyard. They were all the same court soldiers, with the same costumes and the same weapons. The two sides are fighting to the death. What is surprising is that there are actually two belts, and adults also come and go with me to fight for life and death. Mei Yi took advantage of this time to rush out of the house, wanting to help but didn't know which side to help, after all, it seemed that there was no difference between the two parties.
In the melee, Mei Yi found that one side was gradually defeated, after all, the number was small, and the side that had the upper hand forced the other party to a corner of the courtyard. There is a commander who has already completed his own task, and he doesn't care about wiping the blood that is still falling on the blade, and he kneels on one knee before Mei Yi pleads, saying that it is too late to protect the adult. Mei Yi put his mind at ease, and only then did he have a chance to wipe his face blackened by the fireworks. The commander pointed to the other party who was still resisting, and ordered them all to be eliminated. Mei Yi looked at the almost destroyed house, and then looked at the corpses all over the ground, which was impossible to live in the future. The commander is very good at observing words and feelings, and he seized the opportunity to tell Mei Yi that he still has an idle house in the city, which he just bought today. Good size, clean and elegant, it's a good place. Mei Yi accepted the kindness of the commander and moved there immediately.
That night, Mei Yi had to set up a banquet to thank the commander and the little leaders under him, and after a meal during the banquet, he asked about the strange things that happened during the day, and the commander said that you don't know, this place is close to the sea frontier, and it is easy for outlaws at sea to take risks to attack the town, but this time it is quite strange that the gangsters dare to openly pretend to be officers and soldiers to attack the important members of the court. The drunken general's words began to be vague, Mei Yi knew that this matter was not so simple, but there was no need to mention his questions at the moment, just accompany everyone to drink and have fun. He thought that he needed to communicate with the few people in the capital to explain the matter, and the matter was strange and unusual. Mei Yi instructed the commander to send a fast horse the next day and send an official letter to several adults in the court, and the commander agreed with his mouth.
Bull crawled out of the pile of dead men and saw that he was not injured, and that the blood on his face was someone else's. Whether it was the task given to him by the Collective, or the task given to him by the Empire, it had failed. It is imperative to get back to the territory as soon as possible, so that the Bloc and the Imperial Government know what is happening here. Bull adjusted to the darkness of the forests of the continent of Emerik and began to hurry. The Syndicate must have a reason for asking him to eliminate Curris, but how does the Syndicate know where the Marines are looking for Curris. If the group is omnipotent, then why can't it be known in advance of the catastrophe that is coming. The area stained with Boole's blood began to itch, which severely affected his movements. He had to stop, and as he began to rest against the tree, Bull felt something strange and something was following him. In the dark, he vaguely looked at the walk, to see what was behind him, Bull couldn't do it. He simply waited in the dark, and the dawn should be soon.
Hawkins, of course, did not know that the battle for the Imperial Navy was already over before it had even begun. After the priest let him go, Hawkins returned to his public life, and consulted with the queen of the empire about what to do with the territory of Emmeric, not only how to deal with the old empire in the east. It is not surprising that the queen was annoyed with the empire, and that she had invested a lot of money in the ships bound for the East, waiting for a good return. Unexpectedly, in the end, most of the goods experienced the wind and waves at sea, but they were rejected by the boss empire. The incomprehensible Orientals believed that these foreign goods, though rare, were not necessary for their livelihood.