Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Highest Masterpiece
"Don't look at me like that, I've been stationed for so long, I've long been used to it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Luya tilted her head, her double ponytails hung straight and soft, her bright red nails gently rubbed against the armrests, and her legs were placed diagonally, with a commonplace and unmoved expression on her pretty face.
"I have bad news here. β
Hearing this, Yalei sat back in place, took a sip of tea, and showed a grim expression on his face:
"During this time, a soldier named Lucian Wiz defected, and has been designated as a seal by the sealing authority. The place where he absconded was the southern border, and he could come to your jurisdiction at any time. β
"The Sealer?"
"Almost. β
"This question...... It's troublesome. β
She couldn't calm down this time, her hands pressed the handrails, the wood she pinched gurgled, and her cold and pretty face was covered with dark clouds, as if lightning might shoot out at any time.
What is the sealer, Luya naturally knows very well, if this immortal and immortal existence flows to the Canaan region, I don't know how many warriors' lives can be caught.
"Don't worry, although the group of people in the sealing mechanism are full of pus, their instruments against the sealers are not weak. When the black-haired knight saw her frowning, he immediately comforted her:
"I also have an agreement with them that if I find a sealer, I will also help. β
"Yes, too...... The Sealers of the Overworld are less terrifying. β
Luya realized the existence of the Holy Order Lock, the dark clouds on her face gradually dissipated, and she suddenly realized something, and looked at the other party in surprise:
"You said you'd help deal with the Sealer?"
"That was after the Blade of Time was found. β
The black-haired knight also looked back at her, and said calmly:
"However, as long as I am in the Overworld, if I encounter the Seasealer, even if I can't defeat it, it will be no problem to hold it back. β
"So confident...... You seem to be getting a lot stronger. β
Only then did the female knight notice that the power fluctuations on the other party's body were in a completely restrained state, round and full, and not half a point, even she couldn't see the depth. Moreover, judging from the previous fights, although the surface is evenly divided, but in the subtleties, she can still feel that she is at a disadvantage......
The poor worm who was once bullied casually by himself has now grown into a great dragon.
Lua looked at Yalei in front of her, remembering the bits and pieces of the two in the obelisk, then to the barracks, and finally fighting side by side to face the evil god, and suddenly had a complicated feeling in her heart.
"If you find a sealer, you must also inform me, as the guardian here, I can't sit idly by. She was silent for a moment, then suddenly said.
"What battle could be more spectacular than inviting you to join in the slaying of the gods, and since you have the will to fight, of course I will not refuse. The black-haired knight slowly got up, his eyes lit up with blood, as if a flame was burning:
"Then I'll leave for now, and if I can meet the Sealer, I will be honored to fight alongside you. β
β......β
Luya's eyes were rippling with a strange light, she raised her head, looked at the other party's gradually erect figure, and said softly:
"I'm looking forward to that moment as well. β
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and the strong and fiery battle intent connected them, as if they were not in a comfortable study at this moment, but in the holy war field of the mountain of corpses and blood.
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The city of Shechem, Solomon's Temple.
Deep in the temple, in the prayer hall, in the center is a long table of rustic brown solid wood, with a six-pointed star on the back of each seat, and an image of the Kabbalah tree depicted on the ceiling.
Countless blank images hang on the surrounding walls, which are the positions of the saints throughout the ages, because the Hebrew scriptures stipulate against idolatry, so there are only signatures and no portraits.
The oldest is the prophet Moses, who made the rainbow covenant with Yahweh, and it is no exaggeration to say that he was the one who laid the foundation of the three religions, and in the eyes of the Hebrews, this saint was also an object of inconsequent.
A group of black-clad men sat around the table in a circle, young and old, but all dressed uniformlyβa black brimmed hat, a black tuxedo with two braids hanging from their sideburns.
"Two groups of powerful outsiders have come here one after another, and it seems that another evil has infiltrated the land of Canaan, and the scale is smaller than the last demonic plague outbreak. An old man with his face hidden under the brim of his hat said.
His stiff back was almost arched, his figure looked drooping and old, his clothes were old as if they had been dug out of a grave, and his voice seemed to come from a distant tomb.
Opposite the old man, a burly man lowered his head, his eyes fixed on the patterns on the table, and his voice rippled in the space:
"I have long said that outsiders will pollute the Pure Land of God, and now retribution has come. β
"The secret of the Kabbalah Tree has not been revealed, so there is no need to panic. β
"The more they come, the more likely they are to be exposed, and they have to be driven away. β
"Yes, the outsiders must be driven out, the city of Shechem is the promised land of God to the Hebrews, and filthy and lowly heretics do not deserve to live here. β
It seems that they are accustomed to hiding in the dark, and the people present are obviously their own people, but they still habitually lower their voices, as if they are a group of ghosts in a coffin communicating with each other.
"Chase them away, what will we do to deal with this disaster, the mechanism that can designate the seal, what the opponent is, don't you know?"
The old man who spoke first raised his head, revealing a blood-red face, which was not as old as his voice, only a few wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and he looked no more than forty years old.
β......β
Silence returned to the space, except for the sound of the crowd's breathing.
"One of them came after the sealers, and the other didn't know the purpose. Leave the people of the sealing mechanism alone for the time being, the threat is not high...... But another group of people, at least let us know what they are up to. β
The old man stiffened his back with difficulty, and cast his gaze into the shadows in the southwest corner of the space:
"Rohm, Shata, you go and inquire about the situation. β
"Yes!"
The voices of a man and a woman overlapped, and nothing changed in the prayer room, except that some shadows seemed to fade in the corners.
"Lord Hradion, is this your newest saint?" a voice asked.
"No...... They are not yet the highest masterpieces. β
The hunchbacked old man stared at the corner just now, a smile on his face, and his whole face gradually revealed a little anger:
"It will take a little time for my masterpiece to be completed, and as long as they complete the harmony, they will be more powerful than all the saints before. At that point, we won't have to hide underground, and we'll be back in the light and truly dominate the city. β
"Praise be to my Lord. β
Accompanied by messy arias, the prayer room soon resounded with the dull sound of chanting.