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Under the sun, the blackened fortress was gilded like a cloud above the Sword of Judgment. The clouds broke open a huge hole, and the sunlit fortress slipped silently, rapidly expanding in view.

It was a massive fellow, and from below, it was the outline of a two-handed greatsword, with the bow corresponding to the tip of the sword. The fortress descended to a distance of several hundred meters above the ground, and was blocked by something, like a blue-white hood.

"It's a mystery!" Xiao shouted. Then I saw the blue-and-white reticle that represented the locks shattered.

The debris was sprinkled like a meteor shower. The blue meteor shower had burned out in mid-air, the fog above the Bone Swamp had completely dissipated, and the land of the dead who had not seen the light of day for countless years could be seen again, and a large number of undead were reduced to ashes under the direct sunlight.

I don't know when the wind started. At the beginning, it was just a fresh breeze, which made people's heads cool and their spirits lifted. But soon, the wind carried the sound of whimpering pain, like a myriad of ghosts singing. The wind slowly grew stronger, howling and making it difficult for them to stay in the air.

Then began to rain. A drizzling rain, a red drizzle. The rain did not feel lighter when it fell on the body, it was still bright and shockingly red.

It wasn't the wind, it was the song of the soul, the cultists of nature who had been suppressed under the swamp of bones, the warriors who had died here for countless years, and the travelers who had died in a foreign land.

The storm of souls continued, and the whimpering sound became poignant and high-pitched, and these souls appeared in large numbers, making the vicinity of the ground white again. Not the foggy kind that is always invisible, the soul storms are so fast that only the places they pass through turn white for a short time. Xiao looked at the unpredictable scenery and felt like a flat boat in the ocean, always worried about being overturned and sunk.

The Soul Storm was centered on the mountain from which the Templar Knights had fled, and countless soul moths poured into it without hesitation.

The blood rain was silent, and gradually brought up a lively sound of cheering, which became louder and louder, and the sound of the uproar was endless. The wind howled, the torrential rain poured down, and in a short time rivers of blood rose from the ground, converging from all directions and flowing towards the center of the temple where the ground was cracking.

In some places, because the ground is broken, there is a huge difference between the top and bottom, and there are blood-colored waterfalls, and in other places, the terrain is narrow and undulating, stirring up whirlpools of different sizes, blood-drenched whirlpools. There were places where there was no way out, and the blood washed over the boulders, splashing blood-colored flowers, bringing a strange beauty.

As these small rivers intersect and converge, nothing can stop them. This is a roaring river of blood, made of resentment that cannot be seen or touched.

Doubt, despair, fear...... These outcasts doubt everything, fear everything, anger, hatred, tyranny...... These past dead are hostile to everything in the world, they are jealous, and they want to bring their suffering to the happy creatures on earth.

This is simply hell on earth, even the great power of the Divine Mansion cannot be resolved, Xiao suddenly understood why the Supreme Angel plan of the Church of Light has not succeeded so far.

The beginning of fate, the goddess of nature, this is not as simple as a name. It was too hasty to try to wipe out her and her followers and solve all the problems in one fell swoop before her faith inheritance was severed.

The danger of people's hearts is worse than the mountains and rivers. The faith of all the people gathers this is no less great force than the nature of heaven and earth, and forcibly suppressing this force will inevitably be counterattacked. It is believed that the Lord God of Light was also traumatized a lot, so that this plan did not succeed in a battle. The Church of Light tinkered with it for countless years, but it never came to fruition, but instead caused a lot of rift within the church.

Winds, torrential rains, rivers of blood, all of them converged in the center of the temple. The tall mountain peak body finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the mountain pillars dozens of meters high continued to fall, falling into the sea of blood at the foot of the mountain, stirring up a sea of blood flowers in the sky.

When a lightning bolt swept by, all the people did not react, a thunder that penetrated the heavens and the earth, the entire mountain peak exploded, and countless shattered mountain boulders were blown into the air like raindrops, and fell suddenly, so that the people flying in the air rushed to the grave for a while, lest they be brushed to the side.

Tang Mo's eyes widened, and he said in his heart: "This is quite imposing! Could it be that the monkey is about to come out of the Five Elements Mountain?" With Solan Lian's body available, he has no worries about his life at all, at this time, it is like enjoying a big show on the spot, but he is also happy. Occasionally, there are not long eyes of mountain rocks near the body, and before they get close, they will automatically become powder, which makes the embarrassed people around them envious and more awe-inspiring.

This is not the Marble Mountains, so there are no monkeys jumping out either. When the rocks fell, everyone looked at it, and the mountain peak had long since disappeared, and only a huge blood-colored vortex remained in its place...... And the giant spear that towers firmly in the center of the whirlpool!

The spear was surrounded by lightning and lightning, revealing a blood-colored vortex of water, which was a full hundred meters long. It is said that it is a spear, but it is better to say that it is a giant pillar that reaches the sky, and from time to time there are green thunder rolling down from the surface, and the sound of lightning and thunder is endless.

Xiao grew his mouth, this situation was a little unexpected, although it was for the Thunder Spear, but the huge pillar below couldn't coincide with the artifact in his likeness.

"This is the Thunderbolt?" Xiao said incredulously. He pondered, "This thing is thicker than the big pillar in the palace of Yujing City, right? Can this thing be used as a weapon? This is only the surface of the water, it is at least a hundred meters, and if it is all pulled out, how long will it be...... How rough is it...... to trap people, right? It's not easy for me to make such a long trip, just to go back for such a big pillar?"

Tang Mo was also greatly surprised, but he still had to maintain the majesty of the Great Star Sorcerer, didn't he? So Tang Mo coughed dryly and pretended to say, "That's right, this is the Spear of Light, the companion artifact of the Archangel of Light, Lu Wu." ”

"How can you use it so big?" Xiao Yingming is a martial artist, very smart, he was only shocked by this legendary artifact for a while, and soon came to his senses: "Could it be ......?"

Tang Mo looked like he was holding a wisdom bead, he nodded, and said, "That's right, Lu Wu is actually an ancient born god, these ancient gods are huge, and those giants we know are their descendants. ”

Xiao was very puzzled: "Since they are both gods, why would Lu Wu submit to His Majesty the God of Light?" He thought about it, felt that something was wrong, and explained: "I mean, even if you become a subordinate of the main god, you can completely occupy a god position, why don't you do that, but instead become an angel? As far as I know, those gods of the Lord God of Light are not Lu Wu's opponents at all. ”

Tang Mo's face was strange, as if he had discovered something new, he looked at Xiao without blinking, until he touched his face suspiciously: "What's wrong, is there any problem, Great Star Magician?"

Tang Mo had an incomprehensible look, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he said with a smile: "Is it the Lord God of Light?"

Xiao was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, cold sweat fell, and just as he wanted to justify, he heard Tang Mo's devilish voice: "Shouldn't it be my lord? Lord God of Light? Your faith doesn't seem to be very pious, Your Highness!"

Xiao only felt that his heart was sinking, and he reluctantly explained: "It's just a momentary slip of the tongue, Lord Referee, my devotion to my lord is beyond doubt!"

Such an explanation can be fooled by ordinary papal personnel, including archbishops. Even if he confronted the senior deacon of the Inquisition, this explanation was not unreasonable, after all, Xiao's identity was there, and no one could question his faith without tangible evidence.

But the role of identity is so magical, in front of Solanlian, a slip of the tongue is enough to kill people, even if Xiao is the prince of Ansara and the deputy head of the Templar Order, it is also useless.

If Solanlian is convicted here, then this is the truth, and it is impossible for anyone from the Pope to the homeless believers on the street to deny it.

Tang Mo didn't think about it so much, he came to this world for several years, but most of the time he lived a life of asceticism as an otaku, and his experience was not profound in some places.

People in the 21st century are accustomed to being open-mouthed, especially without the slightest respect for the gods, even if they talk about God all day long, most of them still need to use God when they need it, and throw it aside if they don't need it, not necessarily much piety.

And in this world, words cannot be spoken indiscriminately. Not to mention that the God of Light is the supreme leader of the most powerful group in the known world, even if it is the king of any small country in the world, no one will joke in front of him.

To paraphrase the thinking of the 21st century, many people usually talk about the leadership of a certain county and department, which may not be the same thing, after all, it is only the level of a seven-grade sesame official in ancient times. But when ordinary people really talk to these leaders face-to-face, they can't help but become cautious, and it is probably extremely difficult to really be unscrupulous in words and deeds.

However, the God of Light is really the most unprovoked existence in this world, he himself is not good at talking, this is difficult to say, but his doglegs must be difficult to speak, especially the notorious Sanctuary, the Bright Inquisition!

Xiao was intimidated by the thunder gun, and he was careless for a while, revealing an unknown side hidden in his heart, and he couldn't help but regret it. He was nervous thinking in his head, trying to find a suitable way out of this predicament.

However, he is as witty as he is, and in such a situation, he has no idea for a while. As the saying goes, catch a thief and take the stolen goods, Xiao was caught by Solan Lian in his eyes, this is really a bad situation!