One hundred and thirty-four The reincarnation of the Celestial Venerable in the Age of Mythology
On Earth, on the European continent of the Northern Hemisphere, this land bordering Asia.
The Vatican, the land of the prophets, the pure land where the gods sleep, is vast, far larger than the nominal small area of the mundane world.
Here, the towering sacred mountains are undulating, there are waves of holy radiance, angels singing hymns, strange flowers are in full bloom, old medicine grows on the cliffs, and pure-blooded unicorns haunt the forest.
This is a peaceful ancient dojo, and you can even see elves, giants, and strange dragons that have long been extinct in ancient times.
In the distance, the dragon pond is deep, the waterfall falls from the sky, there are dozens of large mountains are the most conspicuous, each of which is engraved with the traces of heaven and earth, which is different.
On each hill there is a magnificent temple, imposing, whether it is the cornerstone, tiles and wooden pillars, etc., all of which are ancient and have survived for a long time.
Here people feel a kind of atmosphere and vicissitudes, let the years change, the times change, here is eternal, has never changed, sacred and majestic.
In a secret room where only the Pope and a few red-robed archbishops were allowed to enter, it was the place where the Pope served the gods.
An old man in a pure white robe, with a pair of pale blue jewel-like eyes, was now respectfully reaching out to his chest and saluting towards the shrine.
The pure white robe symbolizes his faith in the purity of the Lord and his high status, and his skin is very smooth and tender, like a baby, which is also the wonderful use of the power of faith.
Behind him, stood more than a dozen cardinal archbishops.
The shrine of the Holy See radiates a soft light that lights up the entire lobby as if there were no shade.
Everyone was bathed in the divine light, as if soaked in warm milk, and the power of faith around them was also activated, turning into particles.
A cardinal archbishop bowed his head reverently and then addressed the Pope.
"Your Excellency the Pope, there has been a strange place in the East recently, and some of the famous mountains have all suddenly risen countless meters into the clouds, almost leading to heaven, and many ancient treasures have appeared." The gray-bearded old man said respectfully, his goatee trembling and inexplicably happy.
A hint of emotion flashed in the Pope's eyes, and the mountains and peaks suddenly rose countless meters?
Heaven is almost unattainable in the eyes of the Holy See, and it should not be false that this news can be transmitted to him.
"The breath of God has been revived, and the Holy See will usher in the most glorious new era in countless years, and it will never be destroyed by anyone." The Pope's pale blue eyes seemed to exude endless wisdom and mystery, as if he had seen a long time in the future.
After thinking for a while, he said.
"Bishop Gebayi, please go to Huaxia. ”
"Yes, Your Honourable Pope." The bishop, known as Gebayi, came out, dressed in red, with a large white beard covering his entire chin and face, and bowed slightly before replying.
Nodding slightly, there was a hint of worry in his eyes.
Speaking of the East, he remembered the person he had been.
That was a long time ago.
Three hundred and twenty-four years ago, he was a young papal envoy who was sent to the East to preach, but just as he was about to cross Mount Everest and enter the realm of China, he met a man.
A young swordsman in his twenties, sitting on the top of Mount Everest, close to 10,000 meters in the sky, almost in the sky, without a little cloud, swinging his sword once, like the wrath of the gods above the nine heavens, a sword to cut it down the Tianshan Mountain.
Afterwards, although the oriental swordsman was frozen on the top of Mount Everest because the limit had arrived, an ice sword inserted in the snow that seemed to be made casually killed all the outsiders.
After this battle, Mount Everest became famous among the major powers.
Those bishop's envoys were basically killed by the ice sword, and the Holy See never sent a cardinal-level powerhouse to it, so things came to a standstill.
"Great Pope, those evil werewolves have been moving again lately."
A squinting, golden-haired old man stepped forward, and his words made the atmosphere suddenly pause.
This is the sixth of the cardinals, Archbishop Bajoy.
"Those evil werewolves!?"
"Damn, these evil beings are trying day and night to overthrow the Holy See and take over the earth."
The discussion sounded, but the Pope didn't care, waved his hand at Bajoy, and motioned for everyone to be quiet: "What about the vampires, is there any change in Dracula II?" ”
Under the gaze of the Pope's pale blue eyes.
Bajoy hesitated for a moment and said slowly.
"The vampires are fine, but Dracula II left Fort William and went into the dark and quiet forest."
The Pope's calm eyes finally made a wave, and his left hand, hidden under the wide sleeve robe, couldn't help but clench.
"Then it'll be fine."
He said faintly, causing everyone to look at each other in astonishment.
Turning his head, the Pope held a glorious Bible in his right hand, each page made of pure gold.
"The Lord will arrange everything."
Seeing this, more than a dozen cardinal archbishops glanced at each other, stood up and saluted, and then retreated.
Count Dracula, the leader of the Bloodline.
That castle demon, who has lived for more than two thousand and one hundred years, is already Dracula II.
But the Bloods who bear the name of Dracula must be the strongest vampires.
Dracula, once the Count, was one of the greatest enemies of the Holy See in eternity.
Due to the evil of vampires, the Holy See sent a large army to encircle and suppress it several times, but Dracula avoided it without fighting, and waited until the dead of night to go out of the castle to suck the blood of the wicked.
But after Dracula's lover was eliminated by the Holy See, everything was different.
The human count burst out with a power that surpassed the vampire prince, the prince, the prince and the prince, and the so-called vampire level was just a joke in his eyes.
Thousands of papal monks and missionaries were wiped out by him, and outside the castle, rivers of blood flowed and the bodies of murderers were interspersed on top of the castle, and the thick smell of blood permeated the dark and quiet forest hundreds of miles away.
Dracula took the blood of the Pope with the body of his lover, washed away his grief with the blood of all the people of the Holy See, and when he was about to defile the Holy See once and for all, the Divine Knight appeared.
The tall figure, like the god of war, repelled Dracula.
Silently in the ashram watching the Pope die of his wounds and roaring angrily at the Divine Knight.
The Divine Knight was never entitled to the Faith, nor could he succeed the Pope, the last Cardinal Archbishop, with a noble boy, spread the Faith, and three hundred years later, the boy became the Pope.
This young man, the previous pope, finally broke into the castle with the divine knights when Shouyuan was approaching and fought Dracula.
As a result, no one knows, only that the Divine Knight has returned with a blood-stained dragon lance.
"Holy See, it's interesting."
The divine thought swept over, Zhang Tian had a little smile on his face, cultivating with the power of faith, if he really gained the faith of hundreds of millions of people, then it was really possible to reach the realm of the ancient sages.
Of course, what really caught his attention was in front of the Vatican, where a young man with two twin swords on his back raised his head.
This young man is about fifteen or sixteen years old, but he has a clear body, a natural sword body, and a sharp edge that destroys the world is hidden in his body.
If this force is in its heyday, if it is ignored, it can even make the universe fall silent and reincarnate and turn into nothingness.
The reincarnation of Lingbao Tianzun? How did you come to Earth.
Is it because I unlocked the imperial array that shrouded the earth, so I was directly reincarnated?
Lingbao Tianzun is one of the nine Tianzun in the mythological era, creating the secret of the soldier, and the emperor is the four swords of the immortals.
"More than three hundred years, I'm back." Looking at the ancient Vatican, feeling the aura of that person's descendants hidden in it, the boy no longer hesitated.
A purple sword came out of its sheath with a thud and slashed towards the Vatican.
"Boom!"
A large array of divine aura shattered, and the entire Vatican vanished, leaving only a ruin, a towering sacred mountain, or rather the Papal Hill.
It took a full stick of incense for the smoke and dust to disperse, and the flat ground disappeared directly, sinking several feet.