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In short, this is a fictional history of demons and demons, gods, and mortals in the endless abyss, and of course, the story of dragons, the history of Simon's world.

Books always get better and better.

In addition, if you haven't read "The Capture of Godhead" and "Blasphemy Priesthood", you can read these two books first, which will help you understand some of the content of this book.

===The story begins====

The cold wind is bleak, the snow is drifting, and in the struggle of autumn, winter is coming.

Snow is not uncommon on Kalomia Island, north of mainland Houston, which is close to the far north and is covered by cold winds blowing from the far north for six months of the year.

Kalomia Island is the territory of the Duchy of Kalomia, and of course, this small principality is the last few powerful principalities on the mainland of Houston, and its entire territory is only this 40,000-square-mile island.

To the south of it is the Carthusian Empire, one of the three most powerful empires on the continent of Houston, as a small principality with a total population of less than 30,000, if it were not for the principle of absolute neutrality, and if it were not for the protection of the goddess Kalomia, I am afraid that it would have been destroyed in the war of northern unification fifty years ago.

Taromethio Bellas Doro walked out of the Stove Village Temple, sighed, and stomped his stiff foot.

This winter is too cold, even this furnace village, which is backed by the furnace mountain range, the evergreen forest on the left, and the warm winter lake, and the climate has always been warmer than other places, it is rare to have snow on the roof.

"Hey, Pastor Taromesi, is the ritual ready?" said an old man from the other side of the street, shouting in the distance, full of energy, not at all old.

Taromesio Bellas Doro put his right hand on the emblem on his left chest and smiled, "May the goddess Kalomia bless you, Mr. Village Chief, the ritual is ready and can begin tomorrow." ”

This was the first ritual he had come to the furnace village to preside over the ceremony, and naturally he didn't dare to miss anything, before leaving the temple, Doro had already checked the copper candles, utensils and sacrifices needed around the altar, and believed that there would be no problems.

After a few small conversations with the village chief, Mr. Tassidons, Doro, who was forty years old, felt a little tired, so he took his leave of the village chief and turned and walked towards the wooden house next to the temple.

Before he even stepped through the house, Doro smelled the smell of food wafting from the kitchen: "Onykoya, my darling, what's for dinner today?" Onykoja is Doro's only daughter, her mother died after giving birth to Onykoya, and the father and daughter spent eighteen years together.

"Tonight, Kant took a deer from the evergreen forest and took a piece to replenish the body of the priest. A crisp sound came from the kitchen. Doro shook off the snowflakes on his body and laughed: "Give me a body, I'm afraid it's for my Onikeya, right?" With Doro's laughter, a girl with a beautiful face and a good figure rushed out of the kitchen, grabbed Doro and didn't let go.

Taromesio Bellas Dorozu was a nobleman in the kingdom of Kalomia, but later his family was in ruins, and by the time Taromesi Bellas Doro's generation could not even afford to eat, his mother had no choice but to send the young Talomesius Bellas Doro to the Kalomia Church, at least so that he would not starve to death.

From the priest's apprentice to the presiding over the temple of the furnace village, it took Dora a full thirty years, if it weren't for the fact that the furnace village had no specialties, and it was not close to the coast, and it was so poor that there was no oil and water, I am afraid that if it was another thirty years, Doro would not have a chance, and the only thing that Dora is commendable is that he has a peaceful personality and never blushes with others.

But in the very strict Kalomian church, this character is undoubtedly a stepping stone to be stepped on. Of course, if Dora is talented and has a little talent in divine arts, even if he has a cowardly personality, he can reach a high position, but unfortunately, Dora is not talented, even if he is pious, he has no adventures, so it is quite satisfying to be able to preside over the temple in the furnace village.

After all, Doro is just a first-level priest who can heal minor injuries, so what higher pursuits are there?

At least the salary here is three silver coins more than in the national capital of Nata, and three more silver coins a month is enough for Doro to add a beautiful dress or two to his daughter or buy a few more pieces of fat, and Onekia is Doro's treasure.

The Church of Kalomia is the state religion of the principality, dedicated to the goddess Kalomia and the goddess's two subordinate gods, Odinsis, the god of hunting, and Nicholas, the god of warm springs and forests, which is a smaller god system, the goddess Kalomia is the protector of the principality, is a weak god, and the priesthood in charge is Kalomia (place), ice, snow, women, and family.

Dora is a priest who believes in the goddess Kalomia, and the female emblem is made of silver, and the shape is a hexagonal snowflake combined with a woman, with a trace of divine power attached to it, so that the priest wearing the emblem can clean the body and not get lost in the blizzard.

Of course, no matter how simple the structure of the emblem is, no one dares to forge the emblem of the gods, which is a blasphemous act and will be punished by the gods.

The goddess Kalomia is a neutral deity, and the only thing that can be brought to her attention is that other gods have invaded her territory, and everything else is left to the two gods.

Nicholas, the god of warm springs and forests, is a more benevolent deity, it is said that the warm winter lake is his miracle, it is hard to imagine that on such a northernmost island will spring up steaming water, relying on the heat of the warm winter lake, lush trees around the warm winter lake to form an evergreen forest, and the warm climate has also attracted a lot of animals to inhabit here, otherwise the furnace village here would have been deserted.

After dinner, a little sleepy, Doro asked his daughter Onikeja to go to the temple to watch, he was worried that some naughty children would go to the temple to play at this time and spoil the items to be used in the sacrificial ceremony, which was not without precedent, and Doro did not want to be sent to the church court for dereliction of duty.

I don't know how long I was asleep, but Doro was suddenly woken up by a scream, "Who is calling?" No one answered, and there was silence.

Suddenly, a wave of uneasiness welled up in Doro's heart, and the voice seemed to be Onekia's voice!

"Onekja!" Doro lifted the quilt and rushed out of the house without even putting on his coat.

Kalomia Island is close to the far north, so nights come early.

The biting cold wind blowing on the dark street was like a giant hand rushing towards Doro, and looking at the temple not far away, Doro's heart suddenly tightened.

"One, One, One!" said Doro, whispering his daughter's name, stumbling into the temple like a madman.

As Doro rushed into the temple, he immediately heard a foul sound coming from the direction of the altar.

As he approached the altar, Dora was like a bolt of lightning, and the sight almost made Dora believe his eyes.

Onekia closed her eyes tightly, her whole body **, lonely and helpless by an extremely strong man pressing on the altar and squirming!

Doro, who had never been angry, was burned with anger at this moment, and he even forgot to use his magic spell, grabbed an ancient copper candle and rushed over.

The strong man was in the pleasure of sprinting, unaware of Doro's arrival, or perhaps he thought that Doro could not do him any harm.

"Flutter!" With the sound of a sharp object stabbing into the flesh, a hot liquid splashed onto Doro's face, and an uncontrollable heat poured down his pores, and in an instant, Doro felt as if his body was on fire.

Doro screamed, tried to wipe the liquid off his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, there was golden blood on his hands.

This is divine blood!A term popped into Doro's mind.

What was going on?, Dora was in an inexplicable state of fear as his eyes were burned out by the golden blood.

His brain recalled many things like a movie backwards, such as the Temple of Kalomia, which enshrined the three gods of Kalomia, Odinsis, and Nicholas, and the lustful deeds of Odinsy, the god of hunting, and the back of the man who raped his daughter was so familiar!

Dora was in a trance and pain, and suddenly remembered the back of the idol he had inadvertently seen when he was cleaning the temple every day.

At that moment, the man who had been stabbed by Doro turned his body back, and a large hand burning with golden flames pressed down on his face with lightning speed.

Taromethio Bellas Doro had only experienced a few breaths of scorching and pain before falling into a dark coma, before Doro could clearly see the man's face.

The wind, the howling wind.

This was Doro's first feeling after waking up from his coma, and he was in the wind, like a weightless feather, sometimes rising and sometimes falling.

After looking around, Doro was horrified to find that he was no longer in the temple.

This is a space that seems to be pitch black, of course, it is not absolutely pitch black, there are shining stars in the distance, and in the near distance are countless spheres that emit faint light, looking before and after, a galaxy composed of countless balls of light runs through the entire space, boundless and endless.

"Soul!" As a priest with a low rank but a lot of knowledge, he was all too familiar with these glowing orbs.

Whenever a believer is about to die, Doro will go to the end-of-life prayer, and with the help of divine magic, Doro can clearly see how the believer's soul floats out of the body and disappears into the air after he dies.

Dora knew that the souls of believers were not dissipated, but embarked on the road to the kingdom of God, and every time at this time, Dora would be envious in his heart.

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