At the same time, Xiaoqiang, who left the tea stall, was still strolling around the street casually.

At this moment, he didn't dare to go back to the hotel, for fear that the embarrassment would set off waves in his heart again, and he couldn't resist the volcano-like enthusiasm of the nine-tailed fox.

So he wanted to take advantage of this period of effort to also allow the nine-tailed fox to regain his senses and calm each other's restless hearts.

Unconsciously.

Xiaoqiang slipped from Xicheng to Dongcheng, and from Dongcheng to Beicheng District.

When a magnificent white marble palace appeared in front of him, his idle footsteps slowly stopped.

Looking at the golden-topped palace, Xiao Qiang's eyes were full of shock, and he sighed for a while in his heart.

What a luxury.

The line of sight slowly swept over the ground in front of the white marble palace, and saw that the white marble luster laid on it was milky white, and there was no impurity in it, and there was a faint wave of magic fluctuations.

Obviously, there is a magic array under this ground that outsiders can't see, and the ground in front of you is the size of three football fields, if there is magic hidden under every inch of the ground, this skill and courage alone is not comparable to the financial resources of ordinary empires.

It also invisibly illustrates the powerful heritage of the Divine Cult Empire.

Emotional.

Xiao Qiang's gaze fell on the dome of the white marble palace.

Seeing that there is a statue of a twelve-winged angel on it, the whole body is made of white marble with special magic fluctuations, not to mention, the twelve wings, armor, laurel wreath, and weapons behind him are even more golden and shining, and you don't need to guess to know that these things must be made of pure gold.

Blinking and smashing his mouth, Xiao Qiang's sigh in his heart was even stronger, and his opinion fell on the face of the twelve-winged angel, and then his emotional gaze was suddenly replaced by a look of doubt, and his expression was full of confusion.

Follow Xiaoqiang's line of sight.

I saw that the statue of the twelve-winged angel did not have any strange appearance, whether it was the body, weapons, or angel wings, it was the same as Xiaoqiang's mother.

But the strange thing is that the face of the angel of Nafu is not the same as the mother who dominates the will at all, but the appearance of a man with a feminine appearance and flowery eyebrows, which is incompatible with the purity and light that the angel has been preaching, even if it looks like a feminine and weird feeling at the moment.

It is precisely because of this that Xiao Qiang's eyes will show a strong look of doubt, and he can't help but recall the previous conversation with Gabriel.

Gabriel had said before that the emergence of the Divine Cult Empire was single-handedly carried out by Gabriel, and the purpose was to assist and protect Xiaoqiang's experience in this life.

The god they worship is also their mother, but for unknown reasons (Gabriel did not disclose it), the Cult Empire is out of Gabriel's control, which makes Xiaoqiang's experience in this world difficult.

But according to Gabriel, the Divine Empire at this moment is tantamount to a heretic who has betrayed the gods, and according to the power of the origin controlled by his mother, it is enough to strip these heretics of their magical abilities and turn them into ordinary beings.

But the reality is far from what Xiaoqiang guessed.

The Divine Cult Empire in front of him still possessed the ability to manipulate divine magic, and the empire was not affected in the slightest from top to bottom.

Coupled with the statue of the twelve-winged angel in front of him, this makes things invisibly confusing, is there another true god in this world who controls the power of the divine?

As soon as this idea appeared, it was immediately rejected by Xiaoqiang.

Because in his cognition, once a person controls the power of the source, it is impossible for others to obtain it again, and Xiaoqiang's mother is the main god who controls the divine power, and it is impossible for anyone other than her to have the dominance of the divine magic power.

It is based on this that Xiao Qiang does not think that the god on the statue is a true god, but rather a trick by the Divine Empire.

But as soon as this explanation appeared, it was refuted by Xiaoqiang himself.

Because this world is not the earth, you can fabricate a god on the earth at will to accept the worship of the world, but in the world controlled by this god, the fabrication of the god will inevitably bring down heavenly punishment, and then not only the main messenger will be destroyed, but even this world will be implicated.

So.

In this world, the gods are everything, and the will of the gods can be related to the life and death of all people, and those human beings who dare to deceive in the name of the gods cannot exist in this world.

And the Divine Empire in front of them is a theocratic country, and they will definitely not touch the bottom line of the gods of this world, not to mention that Gabriel is still a participant in all this, whether it is Mother or Gabriel, they will definitely not know the situation here.

When his thoughts came to this, Xiao Qiang's originally logical and clear thoughts suddenly contradicted, his head became confused, his mood became uneasy because of the irritability in his heart, and the words of his mother, Gabriel and others flashed back and forth in the sea of consciousness.

And those words not only failed to solve the mystery in front of him, but were like a quagmire that could swallow everything, making Xiaoqiang's thoughts sink deeper and deeper, his head became a mess, and the breath on his body became faintly unstable because of the chaotic thoughts.

In just a few breaths, Xiao Qiang, who originally looked puzzled, became short of breath, his eyes were red, and streams of divine energy seemed to be rushing out from all over his body uncontrollably.

Then it surged into his mind, and the stinging pain made Xiao Qiang suddenly burst out, and the huge coercion that erupted in an instant enveloped the entire square in front of the White Jade Palace in the blink of an eye, but all the pedestrians and guards inside were stunned by the sudden breath.

And after the outbreak, Xiaoqiang was like a puppet that had lost its clockwork, standing motionless with empty eyes, and it seemed that his soul fell into silence for a short time.

Naturally, such a large-scale agitation would attract the attention of the Papal Palace, and the Templars guarding the gate did not dare to open the gate for fear of an enemy attack.

But Lu Feng, who was in the depths of the Pope's Palace, looked back vigilantly at this moment, but because of the existence of the old man in front of him, he didn't dare to leave immediately, but reminded him loudly.

"Your Majesty, something seems to be going on outside."

The Pope seemed to have realized it, and did not show too much surprise, nodded slowly, and said indifferently.

"Don't bother."

As the Master of the Punishment Palace, Lu Feng bears the heavy responsibility of maintaining the internal stability of the Divine Cult Empire.

At this moment, a powerful aura suddenly erupted in front of the Pope's Palace, which was tantamount to a challenge to the Divine Cult Empire, how could Lu Feng, as the Lord of the Punishment Palace, ignore it?

So even though the Pope spoke, Lu Feng still reminded.

"Your Majesty, the breath just now seems to be a little too violent, I'm afraid ......."