Chapter 304: Thunder Ringing Holy City
A sturdy figure fell from the void, followed by the sound of feet on the ground.
Chu Wangxian half-squatted and landed, his eyes were like eagles, he raised his eyes vigilantly to look at the world, full attention, ready for battle.
This small world resembles a huge hill, and the foot of the hill is very dilapidated, full of ancient stone ruins.
On the exterior walls of all buildings, there are eyes, and this piece of city like a battlefield ruin is the ancient city of Ya'an.
Chu Wangxian covered his forehead with his hand, there was not even enough sunlight here, and the tyrannical clouds flashed with thunder and lightning from time to time.
Holy City?
There is neither holy, nor city. It is somewhat similar to Kunlun Ruins.
Chu Wangxian's gaze moved over the hill, and on the top of the mountain, he could see the white clouds, as well as the holy holy city under the white clouds.
"Are you a prophet?"
The Holy Maiden of Anfia also followed quickly, and she stared at Chu Wangxian with big eyes.
At the same time, Anfia also glanced at the Holy City, which is said to be the closest place to heaven. How can it be so run-down?
Bang!
The stone gate in mid-air closed, and Chu Wangxian glanced up at the gate of the Holy City.
The stone gate floating in the sky is still there, but it is becoming more and more illusory, and the carved eyes are sewn into the huge stone door, which is particularly dazzling.
Chu Wangxian knew that this was the Divine Eye!
The Eye of God has many names, Eye of Horus, All, One, God, God of Creation, Truth, Universe......
He had already remembered some records from the memories of his previous life.
Man and God are identical to God in their quest for eternal life.
The gods of the five tribes of the Wind Clan, in order to live forever, have all kinds of strange attempts, and even turn into trees.
And the same is true of some of the Western gods in front of us.
It is not a single person, but a group of gods, all of whom merge into one and become the supreme god.
All the gods merge into one eye.
This eye is recorded in many classics, and even appears in detail in the anime "Fullmetal Alchemist".
Chu Wangxian couldn't understand this thought.
It can only be said that in order to live forever, the gods of this world have tried various means. Some of the Western gods are even more crazy, merging into one eye.
"I'm not a prophet!" Chu Wangxian shook his head.
"No, you're a prophet!" Anfiya said firmly, she was 100% sure that Chu Wangxian was a prophet. Who but the prophet can open the gates of the holy city.
Chu Wangxian didn't want to explain, for stubborn people, explanations were useless.
In the abandoned ancient building, two figures swept by, one hundred meters in a step, and two people rushed quickly.
Both men were dressed as Orthodox monks, with huge square hats and white robes being their most distinctive features.
"Damn, how did you get in!"
The eyes of the two Orthodox alchemists were full of anger, and their eyes did not look at Chu Wangxian, but at the Holy Maiden Amphia and the alchemists behind her.
"The Ideal State Order has been defeated, and you still want to take revenge?"
The Holy Maiden of Anfia bit her lip, it is a fact that the Ideal National Order was indeed defeated thirty years ago.
"How did you come in, this is the holy city of the Orthodox Church, and it will not be defiled by outsiders. β
The Orthodox alchemist on the right glanced at him, this is the Holy City, and the question is how did the Ideal State Order get in.
"How did you get in, don't you see for yourself? β
Chu Wangxian pointed to the sky, rising majestically, and looked at it.
"Huaxia people, it is impossible for the gate of the Holy City to be opened, and your Ideal Country Society actually uses the power of foreign races?"
The alchemist behind the Holy Maiden of Anfia immediately scolded back, "Hmph, your Orthodox Order uses the power of the Masonic Order, why can't we rely on the power of foreign races. β
Anfia shook her head helplessly, she thought that everyone was too naΓ―ve to know the identity of the noble person in front of her.
"He is a prophet! a prophet who leads the unification of all our Alchemist Order. β
Amphia's words were met with unbridled ridicule.
Prophets, those are Adam, Moses, and Jesus level beings, and they can never be yellow-skinned Chinese.
"I can't imagine that the saintess of the ideal country has gone crazy. If he were a prophet, I would swallow all the stones of the holy city. β
"Don't say it, since you are a member of the Ideal State Order, you are our enemy, kill it. β
Chu Wangxian stood in front of him and watched indifferently.
"Call the great angel of your Orthodox Church, and I have something to ask him. β
"Bastard, a yellow-skinned ......"
As soon as the words fell, Chu Wangxian's eyes swept over the killing machine, he held a majestic thunderbolt in his right hand, and cast the Heavenly Thunder Sword, a huge thunder sword that fell from the sky, and fell straight down.
The blue lightning tore open the heavens and the earth, and the terrifying power echoed, and even the continuous lightning in the sky seemed insignificant in front of this huge lightning.
With the sound of the explosion, the two alchemists had already turned to ashes, and the explosion toppled hundreds of ancient buildings.
The endless thunder is better like the ringing of a mighty bell, echoing towards the top of the holy city.
The hilltop of the Holy City.
In a solemn temple, above the dome is a carved alchemical six-mangled array, and several old men of the Orthodox Church are sitting with their eyes closed.
The angel of Alexandria was like a stone statue, motionless. In front of him, several oracles were talking slowly.
"God made Ivan dead!"
"How did you die?"
"May the Lord bless his soul, which is said to have been killed by a Chinese man. It was someone from Penglai Xianmen in Huaxia who came to us for help, but I didn't expect things to be like this. β
"This matter, you must take revenge!"
Alexander's envoy silently listened to the conversation of others, he was a great envoy, similar to the great elder of Huaxia Xianmen.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we are not following the will of the prophet for the sake of muddy waters, the Orthodox Church has been in decline for a long time, and there is a lack of fresh blood, so do not rush into the strife. β
After the Alexander oracle finished speaking, he couldn't help but shake his head.
The Orthodox prophets, the nation established on earth, was the Roman Empire.
Two thousand years ago, the Roman Empire was a huge organization with thousands of miles of land, tens of millions of people, and a powerful country spanning Asia, Africa and Europe.
Unfortunately, in 476, the Western Roman Empire fell.
In 1453, Constantinople fell to the Eastern Roman Empire.
In 1918, the Tsar (Caesar) died.
For thousands of years, although the name Caesar (Tsar), given by the prophets, has survived, the power of the Orthodox Church has weakened to the extreme.
At the thought of this, Alexander couldn't help but shake his head.
Shame on the prophet who founded the Orthodox Church.
The same alchemist, but different orders, with different prophets.
The Prophet, from the Divine Eye, can be seen as the reincarnation of the Divine Eye.
Every few decades or centuries there is a prophet. It is similar to the reincarnation of Chu Wangxian's first life.
However, the Divine Eye is not a single person, but a fusion of the will of many gods, and as a result, the thoughts of each prophet are different or even diametrically opposed.
Adam's thinking was different from Moses' thinking, and Moses' thinking was different from Jesus' thinking.
There are twenty-five prophets recorded in the texts, and many more prophets are not.
Every prophet established a community, spread ideals, and founded a religion.
Then a new generation of prophets was born, new orders were founded, new ideals were propagated, and new religions were founded.
Each generation of prophets taught alchemy was not exactly the same, and even hostile to each other, fighting life and death, the most obvious example of which was the Crusades.
This is the truth of many Western alchemy orders, and there is something wrong with it from the source.
The Illuminati, the Orthodox Church, the Freemasons, the Hermitage, the Ideal Nation......
These alchemical orders, though descended from the same god. But this god is like a god with multiple personalities, and each reincarnation has independent thoughts, which makes people confused.
The following oracle, who does not believe in the god he believes in, is a neurotic with multiple personalities.
"We ......" Alexander's envoy was about to persuade me, as long as people don't offend me, I won't offend, but just as he spoke, there was a sudden thunderclap.
The thunder roared, shattering the glass on the walls of the temple and scattering it, as if a hammer had been struck on everyone's chest.
"Who is it?"