[117] A thousand years of secrets
In front of the cage of death-like silence, Frank and Jackson looked respectful, and Antikyra's handsome and gloomy face looked particularly sleepy, and the past was unbearable, but even so, the ** of the year brought a subversive change to his entire fate.
Antikira closed her eyes and sighed, the strange celestial phenomena of the past were like eternal nightmares, which had always been ingrained in his heart.
It turns out that Antikira's memories come from his mentor, Dream Jersey!
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Thousands of years ago, the Holy See's Pope Jehovah was recognized as the strongest Venerable in the Xiling Continent, and Meng Jersey was the cardinal archbishop under the Pope.
In its heyday, the Holy See ruled the source of sacrifice on the entire continent, and the people of its faith tended to the entire human civilization.
Yahweh is also a symbol of the divine fire of the Western Spirit Continent, but he is not a god, but a faithful follower of the Lord God of Darkness, whose purpose is to assimilate humanity and make the human race hover on the edge of darkness for eternity, never to see the light of day again.
In the ancient battlefield of destroying the sky, the dark god Zoro left only a glimmer of life for the entire Shijie, that is, the light of the moon revealed every thousand years, which is a sharp weapon for Zorro to conquer human desires;
In Solomon's Castle on the edge of the continent, in the council chamber of the twelve main gods of darkness, the gods have received an oracle from the evil gods!
Since then, the Xiling Continent has launched a drastic reform, and almost all the main gods have disappeared overnight, leaving only the supreme sacrificial god mansion and the ruins of the bright gods after the destruction of the Bright Era.
On this day, Mon Jersey, who was in charge of gathering intelligence on the mainland, rushed to the Papal Palace, and the icy pressure of the Pope Jehovah enveloped the entire temple.
To Monjersey's surprise, there were two more strangers in the Holy See.
His intuition told him that these were two distinguished guests, because he felt that his sudden visit had angered Jehovah's Pope.
Meng Zexi was in a high position, and he did not feel the slightest security, so he saluted in a hurry and blamed himself: "The Supreme Pope, the master of the ups and downs of all beings, please forgive the apostles for their rash appearance. ”
Jehovah was not angry, and with a solemn wave of his hand, he evoked the dream and allowed him to stand on the left side of the holy palace.
Meng Zexi was dressed in a wide red robe, showing his status in the Holy See, and it was ridiculous that the two guests opposite him did not look at him at all.
Unwilling and disappointed, he asked about the origin of his guest, and in response to Jehovah's helpless sigh.
There was a strange atmosphere in the whole palace, and after a long silence, Jehovah allowed Montese to tell the story of the situation on the mainland.
The rules of the Holy See, especially the secrecy of information, are even stricter, and at this time, there are unknown guests in front of them, and in the face of the Pope's instructions, Montjersey is in a dilemma.
"Why? Is it not possible to hide the trivial matters of the Holy See?" the guest saw that Meng Zexi was entangled, and before he could wait for the Lord to speak, he took the lead in tactfully scolding him.
Regardless of the consequences, Montjersey launched a counterattack without hesitation, and in the anger of Jehovah, he waved his hand lightly, and it was a "heavenly thunder punishment" that struck Montjersey.
Depression and confusion occupied Meng Jersey's mind, and he could clearly hear Jehovah's angry words as he negotiated with the two guests.
Jehovah expressed reluctance and reluctance on several occasions in his conversations, including frequent references to the influence of the Holy See.
After a long time of arguing, Meng Zexi listened to it and understood.
These two uninvited guests were the envoys of the Temple, which at that time existed as the Shrine of the Twelve Lords of Darkness, and the Holy See felt a sense of indifference in front of the Temple.
The temple was the core of Fort Solomon's oracle, and it was even more noble than Solomon in terms of position, and Solomon's foundation was even more elaborate on all sides, including Pope Jehovah and the next designated founder, who were Solomon's probationary deacons.
The Templar Envoys were figures that even Jehovah's Pope could not afford to provoke, and their directives were often the dominant ones in the Dark Temple.
The purpose of their visit was to get Jehovah to remove the apostles and the congregation of the congregation scattered on all continents, including the demolition of churches and the dissolution of churches.
For Jehovah of the Temple of Faithfulness, such a task was directly detrimental to his interests, first as a blunt temptation, then as a bargain, and Zuihou reluctantly agreed to the envoy's command.
The only purpose of the Dark Temple is to assimilate humanity and allow humans to reproduce their sinful offspring, so that the entire human civilization will fall into the abyss shrouded in darkness, and the Holy See, as the once powerful executor of the Temple, has absorbed the faith of most humans for thousands of years, which is a huge reward for the gods of the Temple, but why should it sacrifice the great good? No one knows this secret, not even the twelve main gods of the Temple, but at each level, all the gods must face the hard fact that they must follow the oracle's instructions.
In desperation, Jehovah nodded and acquiesced to the temple's command, and gave Montjersey full responsibility for the specific aspects of carrying out the command.
The hesitation of the Lord was met with the approval of Zuihou, and the two envoys of the temple truthfully informed him of the situation.
After the envoys left, Meng Jersey begged to see the Pope in despair, and Jehovah's light was as thin as the afterglow of the setting sun.
The diminution of Jehovah's light means that his position will be diminished and that the Holy See will not return to its former glory.
Meng Zexi could no longer pretend to be deaf and stupid, he swore to the death: "Pope, we revoke the shili scattered on all continents, that will cause incalculable losses, now the human race is the largest in the continents, but there are other races secretly rising;
Yahweh stood up decadently, bathed in the cold holy palace with his wide robes, and said abruptly and weakly: "Dream Jersey, we have no choice, the oracle gave Solomon full authority to receive our shili, and in the future, the leader of mankind will be led by an evil berserker, and I will no longer be the leader of the world!"
"Pope, we have worked hard for many years, and we just give it up?
Yahweh's eyes were fixed, his teeth were clenched, and he corrected in a loud voice: "Mon Jersey, do not make a voice that disobeys the oracle, or you will be severely punished." ”
Jehovah goes on to say: "Remember, we are not giving up, we are a temporary retreat, a strategic necessity, and I have heard that the temple has given us a more important task for the Holy See." ”
"Mission, what mission?" said Jersey at first, rejoicing and remembering the loss of the Pope Jehovah, no matter what the task, it seemed that it would not be of any benefit to the Holy See.
"You're too curious, Mon Jersey!" the Lord glanced at Mon Jersey mysteriously, tasting both the tastes of his heart.
"Go down, I believe that the temple will send Solomon to receive the shili thread one by one. ”
"Your Excellency, then I'll go down. Meng Jersey cautiously exited the Holy Palace.
Anxious and helpless, Meng Zexi returned to his church, and a mysterious guest came that night; it was better to say that he was mysterious, but it was better to say that he was familiar, Meng Zexi, as a red-robed archbishop, had the power of the third order of the Spirit King, but he couldn't figure out the details of the other party, and could only feel the familiar breath from the other party's body from the depths of his heart; as if he had been soaked in the blood of the gods, he could smell decay and sin at all times.
Dressed in light clothes, wearing a cloak and deep eyes, Meng Jersey could not see him for what he really was.
Just when Meng Zexi was speechless and clueless, the man introduced himself briefly, and every church was dedicated to a Allah, and the statue became a detailed embodiment of the sacrifice to Allah; in the dark age, disrespect to the statue would be punished by Allah.
In front of Meng Zexi, the mysterious man threw out a holy flame and imprinted it on the statue, and in an instant, the black mist around the statue was swirling, and only a breath appeared and disappeared.
Meng Zexi was stunned on the spot, dumbfounded and couldn't even speak clearly.
The true face of the mysterious man, Meng Jersey could not probe it, and whenever his eyes were about to touch the face under the mysterious man's cloak, his pupils would be pierced by the pitch-black mist blocking in front of him.
The strength of the person who came was unfathomable, and the most important thing was that he was not punished by the gods, which meant that he was a high-ranking priest favored by the gods!
"Hello Bishop, I am Van Gundy, the supreme governor of Solomonburg, and if I am not mistaken, you should give me the highest rites, hahahaha. ”
Montjersey was convinced that this laughter was the most terrifying and depressing sound he had ever heard in his life, and that according to the oracle and the will of the Pope, this Van Dandy must have come to take over the offices of the Holy See.
As Montjersey was contemplating what to do, Van Gundy approached the cardinal emblem in the church unconcernedly.
"Mr. Van Gundy, that is the emblem of the Holy See, and it is not to be desecrated. Meng Zexi was anxious, and quickly stepped forward to obstruct it.
Van Gundy stared at the emblem, looking more and more surprisingly, after hearing Meng Zexi's roar, Van Gundy frowned, raised his hand lightly, without any energy fluctuation and without any warning, from all around, the pressure of the ocean, Meng Zexi under this powerful to suffocate energy, there is no power to fight back;