Today's Sunset City is no longer the small city it once was, and after one expansion, the entire city has expanded by more than five times. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoPilgrims from all over the continent, in addition to bringing their own devotion and reverence, brought with them a lot of supplies and money.

Since the battle between Lamot and the Father, the legion of the dead who had lost their leadership was quickly driven away by the apostles, and Deadpool, in order to avoid too much damage to the world of the dead, went back to the underworld, waiting for the next chance to see the light of day. It is said that a few awakened people appeared in those Deadpools, touched the edge of the law, and maybe how many thousands of years later, there will be another god of the underworld!

Through this incident, more and more people began to believe in the Holy Light Church, and the power of the Holy Light Church became unprecedentedly strong, running through the two major regions in the southeast and south, and even the remnants of the human race in the northwest and the northwest, there are also many people who believe in the Holy Light.

Outside the city gates, a snow-white brick and stone avenue surrounds the city, as if it were a trinket for the city, and both sides of the avenue are crowded with worshippers who do "big worship". They would go out through the west gate, make a big circle around the outside of Sunset City, and then come back through the east gate. These people are crazy ascetics and fanatics, and they use this way to vent their reverence for their faith.

On the city wall, a woman wearing silver on a white background looked at the increasingly prosperous Sunset City, her shining eyes slowly turned, staring closely at the man standing proudly beside her.

"You say, are Lamotte and God the Father really dead?", this woman is none other than Aurora who has come all the way to find Rosie. Losing the power of the law, her appearance has also changed dramatically. The short flaxen hair is heroic, and the delicate and heroic face has become softer, and it is much more feminine than before. The body was an inch shorter, a little slender, and the muscles that were rolling around could not be seen through the clothes.

Rosie pursed his lips, looked at the few extremely idle clouds in the sky, and shrugged, "Who knows?"

On that day, just as the Father and Lamotte's attack were about to come into contact, a black hole suddenly appeared, sucking the two in, and there was no more information from them. Many people believe that they are dead, and that the black hole that can suck the most powerful gods into must also be the most powerful. This kind of rhetoric is very marketable, and of course it can also be said that it is the desire of some people, who do not want to have a more powerful existence than themselves walking on this land.

If you want to say that you know the inside story, under this starry sky, maybe Rosie can be counted as one. He could sense that God was not dead, but that he had been unexpectedly suppressed, as if he had been in the previous world. He can also feel that Lamotte, who is one of the culprits, is also one of the suppressions. At this time, there is no need to fight for life and death, but to actively cooperate and resist the cruel treatment of the collective will of the great universe.

History has come full circle, and after all, it has returned to this path. As a collection of the will of the entire universe, it is certainly not willing to watch something uncontrollable appear in this universe. Especially after communicating with the ancient beast, Rossi discovered a lot more mysteries about this world than he had imagined. He privately speculated that this world, no, it should be a lot of worlds should be like a lot of bottles and cans, and breaking this layer of shackles may not necessarily usher in a better development, and it may become more miserable.

If one of the cans in his house suddenly cracks, he will simply sweep everything into the garbage heap and abandon it forever.

Rosie came back to his senses, glanced at Aurora beside him, and asked, "How is your strength growing?"

Speaking of power, Aurora had a gleeful look on her face. She couldn't help but be unhappy, the speed of change of the law became faster and faster, and the gods almost lost all their power, and instead let mortals occupy the heavenly machine. In order to preserve the dignity of the past, the gods concentrated the wisdom and assistance they could get as much as possible, and evolved the divine source power into another kind of power that is in line with the new era - fighting spirit.

Perhaps it was the collective will of the great universe that felt that during the period when they did not awaken, the gods played a little too much, so they made a relative punishment. A hundred units of Divine Source Power could only be converted into a unit's Dou Qi, which made those weaker gods completely fall to the dust. Of course, there are exceptions to this, the powerful main god and god king themselves have a terrifying divine source power background, and they are also very powerful after transformation, but they can't be as invincible as they once mastered the laws and powers.

After Aurora took refuge in the Church, Rossi gave her a part of the power of faith for her to comprehend, increasing the proportion of conversions, so that her strength was one of the strongest among the gods. This strong woman was very satisfied with this, without the slightest complaint, and even took the initiative to join the expansion of the Holy Light Church, and was revered by the apostles as the Solar Messenger.

Aurora clenched her fists and slammed her fist the battlements of the city wall, and the pure white stone bricks that had been infused with a large amount of holy power cracked instantly, but the next moment it was back to the same as before. In order to avoid natural disasters such as the invasion of the dead, Rossi led all the apostles to carry out a vigorous activity, inputting holy power into the buildings of the city, and reinforcing and strengthening the entire city in the form of a semi-solidified magic circle.

"Anyway, I'm happy now, and I like my life now!"

Three fast horses appeared in the distance of the avenue, and in the blink of an eye they rushed into the city gate, and the knight at the head jumped up as soon as he stepped on the stirrups, and immediately rushed forward as soon as he adjusted his posture in the air and landed on his feet.

"Mucheng has found the remnants of the Black Cultist ......", this message spread as he ran, spreading to the main streets of the city, until he ran into the Inquisition.

The Black Cultists are mages who have mastered the power of death, and they can awaken the sleeping dead through sacrifices, and they can also summon powerful undead. They can use the power of death, shoot bone spears, and spread the plague. If the dead had not invaded this world before, they might have been able to be treated fairly and justly by this special group, but after an invasion of the dead, people's sensitive and fragile nerves can no longer withstand such stimulating information, whether it is an apostle or an ordinary person, there is only one attitude towards these secret gangsters, that is, to kill them.

After a brief commotion, more than fifty horsemen rushed out of the inquisition and directly rushed into the teleportation node not far outside the city, disappearing in an instant.

"What an energetic young man, it's good to be young!", Aurora sighed heartily, she felt that the past two years had been extraordinarily comfortable. Although people no longer revere her as a god, she finds joy in this life compared to that of a god.

Rosie smiled and didn't speak.

His thoughts drifted to the southernmost part.

There is one more thing left, and the Ten Hallows are ready!