"Ah!......h

With the scorching smell of flesh and cloth being burned, several human bodies turned to ashes in an instant, and the blazing white holy light swept through like a tangible fluid, bringing destruction to all the lives that were submerged in it; Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Then Gastius came and burned up all the evil ......"

In the midst of the wailing and wailing, some of the devout believers closed their eyes and began to chant hymns, but Gastis's gaze swept over the subservient bodies without stopping, and the blazing light rushed by, erasing all traces of their existence.

"Lord Gastis, please control your emotions, this is a secular city, not a battlefield in the Land of Eternal Sleep. ”

Kurezeman, who was still standing at the door of the Great Sanctuary, finally spoke, his expression returning to his usual statue-like hardness, and the miserable scene in front of him did not affect him in the slightest.

On the surface, this place has become a hell on earth, and thousands of innocent believers have lost their lives in just a few minutes, but to be fair, because it is Sanin's believers after all, Gastius has actually been very restrained, just directing a stream of holy light to flow a little, if he lets go of his ability, even if it is easy to destroy the entire Xi'an.

"The foolish soul has no value in existence. ”

Gastith replied in a nonchalant tone, and the flowing light slowed down, but the believers who were able to escape were already running about the same, and even if it was still moving at its original speed, it had little chance of causing more death: "...... But in spite of their own stupidity, I am deeply disappointed that just a baseless rumor has created such a situation: what are you secular managers doing?"

He said a rare long sentence, and then his tone had become very cold, the eye-like divine lines on his forehead shone a little, and the leaking coercion blew away the fine white ashes all over the ground like a storm, revealing the charred black magic blue stone slab, forming a striking black circle area around him: "The next eternal sleep war is coming, but your performance today makes me extremely doubt the value of your existence......

"As the worldly representative of the Supreme Sanin, the Senate has long since been thoroughly corrupted by all temptations, Your Excellency Gastis. ”

In the face of the power unleashed by the Son of God, Kurezerman still replied in a calm tone, as if it was just a gust of wind that had just passed, and the few heresy inquisitors behind him had been oppressed so much that they did not dare to raise their heads at all: "Greed, lust, power...... These worldly 'poisons' have long since turned them into blind, deaf and dumb, and in order to satisfy the dark desires of their hearts, Sanin's divine power and mercy have become tools in their hands—"

No one expected that at such a time, Kurui Zeman would suddenly attack the elders who were planning the welcoming ceremony in the Temple of Radiance, but this was indeed a good opportunity: in the eyes of Gastis, who had experienced the rumored incident, the incompetence of these secular leaders was infinitely magnified, and the wrath of the Son of God must also find a scapegoat to bear, otherwise all the high-ranking members of the Radiant God Cult would probably face annihilation!

"These lowly beings controlled by desire, as if they could never get rid of them, like a group of maggots that follow your footsteps closely—"

Gastith seemed to sigh a little emotionally for some reason, the white cloak shrouded in light on his body suddenly became hot, and the eye-like divine pattern in front of his forehead also flashed suddenly, and then turned to the direction of the distant Temple of Radiance, and burst out with a murderous aura, as if he had discovered the prey: "Unforgivable!"

......

......

"What did you say, Gastith slaughtering the protesters in front of the Great Temple?"

With a somewhat pitch-shifted scream, Sivol@Cabechs slammed to his feet, his fat body slamming into the table in front of him, the noise was loud and loud in the room, but no one cared.

"Yes, we also sacrificed an intelligence officer for this. ”

The secretary's face was much better than Sivor's, after all, he was not a follower of Sanin, and he didn't have to make any decisions: "He got too close to the target, and as a result, he was blocked by the crowd and couldn't escape." ”

“...... Manilaki ah......"

Sivol subconsciously chanted the name of the god he believed in, and his face turned pale. He knew very well that no matter how powerful he was, it was meaningless in the face of absolute power at the level of the 'Son of God' - but who could tell him what to do as Speaker of Parliament when a Son of God slaughtered his own sect in the capital of a country?

"Meeting!"

After a brief silence, he suddenly shouted at the secretary: "Hurry up and send out the men and gather all the councillors! We must immediately convene an emergency meeting of all the councillors to decide what to do with such a matter!"

Soon, he took the safest step he could have done so far. This matter has surpassed the ability of anyone in the Wright Empire, or even the entire Kanos Continent, and it is up to all the councillors to decide how to act!

"Also, prepare the car immediately, I will personally go to His Majesty Sopmandis and ask him to come forward to solve this matter!"

In the blink of an eye, he made another decision. Thormandis had previously been placed in the 'cold treatment' to avoid contact as much as possible, but now his strange dual identity as Emperor and Guardian of the Golden Sanctuary has become one of the keys to solving this problem!

"That's right,"

Just as the secretary was trotting out the door, Sivol suddenly gritted his teeth and added another order: "Immediately issue martial law in the name of the council! Close all teleportation arrays and road exits, and no one shall leave the city without a pass order signed by me - remember, this order was signed six hours ago!"

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

The secretary accepted his order without hesitation.

"Temple of Radiance ......"

After the secretary's figure disappeared, Sivol sat back in the chair heavily, his fat face trembled for a while, and suddenly in the next moment, he stretched out his fat hand and grabbed the tea set on the table and threw it out: "A group of irrational madmen!"

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......

"It turned out to be much better than I expected. ”

Doug looked calm and hid with Fifian in the attic of a private house far away from the Great Temple, watching the development of things through the aerial footage of flying props: "Gastis's temper...... It's as hot as the legend says!"

In their eyes, the beings on this earth are nothing more than ants, and the life or death of ants naturally has no meaning to them. ”

Fifian's big eyes avoided the picture and stared at the floor on the side, and he gently bit his lower lip to reveal a trace of unbearability: "However, the irony is that it is these lowly ants who finally overthrew the rule of the gods and established a super civilization with extremely prosperous magic, and instead turned the gods into servants, constantly providing energy for their insatiable desires......"

"Hmph...... In the end, it's just a matter of strength. ”

A sneer flashed at the corner of Doug's mouth: "Whoever has more power has greater power, the strong and the weak are not absolute, I have seen much more things about the little people in the upper position than you." ”

"yes, it's just a matter of strength. ”

Fifian nodded slightly, his big eyes returning to the picture of the square that had become very empty, and staring at the figure shrouded in white light: "What are we going to do next?"

"The Great Sanctuary has already been set up, so we don't need to interfere with anything. ”

Doug was also looking at the figure, but his gaze was not very kind: "Next, we need to go to Sanin's old nest on earth, the Temple of Radiance, to take a look, and leave some 'traces' for them to trace." ”

Through Linax and Little Girl, now that he has successfully entangled the two great forces of the Dark Realm into this 'Gray Lizard Project', coupled with what happened to the Cult of Radiance and the Temple of Death, the situation is now like a pot of water before it is about to boil, although it is still calm on the surface, the depths have already begun to churn blisters, and what they need to do now is to decide when to add the last bit of heat to the water in this pot.

"The followers of Faharu have been successfully misled - or at least suspicious - and the Temple of Radiance is probably desperate to know who is secretly working on them. He straightened up and began to prepare to evacuate, "As long as we make some movement in the Temple of Radiance as a follower of Faharu, once the two sides are mobilized, they will thread the points we arranged by themselves, and then this plan can 'push and run by itself'!"

"No...... Won't there be any flaws?"

With a hint of doubt on her little face, Fifian suddenly hesitated for a moment after speaking, and then asked such a sentence. In her opinion, how could it be so effective just pretending to play a role and talking nonsense to others? But she had seen the effect of Doug's manipulation of the rumors in Xi'an from beginning to end, and she believed it in her heart.

"There must be unexpected flaws," Doug's eyes narrowed, and he frowned slightly: "However, we have your flying props here, as long as we closely monitor the relevant people and remediate any loopholes as soon as we find them, there will be no problems!"

“...... Oh yes!"

The little girl's delicate little face stretched out, revealing a shallow smile: "Our spy technology has surpassed four hundred years, and in the current world, except for the gods, it is almost impossible to be discovered!"

There was a look of relief in her big eyes, as if she had unloaded her burden, she breathed a long sigh of relief, and stretched out her little hand to wrap her arms around Doug's waist: "It turns out that I've been worrying in vain!"

"If you have more time, you might as well spend more energy researching how to keep your soul mapping for a long time, huh?"

Doug smiled maliciously and clasped her chin, watching the little white face slowly stain a layer of red: "You know, I've been putting up with it for a long time, and I'm about to run out of it-"

“...... Yes...... Pervert!"

Fifian's little face instantly turned even more vivid, and his little hand twisted Doug's arm fiercely, watching his face twist, he suddenly let out a crisp laugh of satisfaction, and ran to another narrow room next to him to pack up the magic props.

Doug stared at her slender back, still smiling on his face, but the banter in his eyes quickly faded away, replaced by a touch of depth and gloom.

Fifian is very sensitive, and this plan does have a weak point, especially as long as the two parties as the protagonist have a certain degree of contact, the effect of planting it will be greatly reduced - this is also one of the considerations for him to choose Faharus, who has almost no contact with other temples, as his target, and the other dark gods have a deep grudge against the Temple of Radiance in the eternal sleep war, and they are afraid that each other will keep one or even several 'eyes' on each other.

Although he just told Fifian that his intelligence advantage in this area did exist, it was not enough to save the plan at a critical moment; however, he had too few people at his disposal, and although Linax and Fifian were capable, they could not play a more effective role in the current situation that required a large-scale layout; those sleeping prisoners who swore allegiance were more than enough to deal with ordinary people, and letting them enter the temple of the main god was completely to send them to death, and the name of the god engraved in their souls was a huge risk of revealing their own existence......

Come to think of it, the only thing that is most suitable for this kind of task is the 'Brotherhood' that I created out of thin air, but unfortunately it has not developed at all now, and I can't count on it anytime soon.

-- And there is another huge concern.

Doug's brows quickly moved closer together, and the look in his eyes began to darken. Fifian must have noticed it, but like herself, she didn't want to say it—

Borg @ Fexser.

Even if the name was only mentioned in his consciousness, the corners of Doug's eyes couldn't help but jump.

A lot of things have happened recently, and those recorded in Fifian's history textbooks have happened as scheduled thanks to their own efforts, but what about those that have not been recorded? The thin history textbooks only have a few lines of description of the current period, and those that have not been recorded can be disobeyed?

If Fifian's theory of 'prisoner of time' is explained, the answer is obviously 'no', but he has done a lot of things according to his own will in recent events, and now he has entangled four temples and put himself in such a huge situation, but Bogfexer has never appeared - is Fifian's theory wrong and he was actually scared of himself before, or did all this really happen? What he thought was his own choice was actually already determined?

Secretly gripping the handle of the dagger, Doug took a deep breath and suppressed the boredom that kept churning up in his heart. Either answer would be extremely depressing, and the feeling of waiting for every second of it was even more unbearable than the threat of being 'cleared' by redundant angels - would it be like the fool in a fairy tale, facing nine identical picnic baskets, one of which was poisoned, and finally starved to death surrounded by food?!

......******！

Doug felt the fine and uniform lines on the handle of the knife that he had wrapped with his own hands, and his eyes became more and more fierce. A moment later, as if he had made up his mind, he suddenly drew the dagger with a movement that the naked eye could not catch at all, and flew out with a fierce flick of his hand from above! The sharp dagger suddenly pierced the roof of the attic, and shot into the sky with a sharp roar, but before it could fly far, a narrow spatial crack opened in front of it, engulfing it in an instant.

You have to be patient for the time being!

Doug gritted his teeth as he wiped the dagger, trying to restrain the irritability in his heart. At present, his strength is indeed weak, although he is very unwilling and even resentful, but he still has to continue to be cautious until his strength grows to a sufficient extent - but at present, this 'game' should continue to be buried, after all, Sanin is too much of a threat to himself, and only by completing this layout can he have the capital to turn the situation around at a critical moment.

"Fifian, hurry up, I still have something to do before leaving Xi'an!"

After arranging the straps on the handle of the dagger, he greeted Fifian in a calm voice, and his cold gaze looked through the window at the ambiguously colored signboard on Slatt Street in the distance.

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