Dark red plasma slid down the blade of the giant scythe, converging into pools of blood on the quaint stone brick floor.

The terrifying wolfbeast, covered in a layer of blood-colored leather armor, knelt down in front of Gorman, who was standing in the center of the prayer hall, and looked at the man who was already covered in scars with crazy eyes, finally showing a touch of relief and gratitude before dying.

Gorman watched its eyes until it was completely closed, then bypassed its corpse and entered the hallway in the corner of the prayer hall.

Along the way, the believers they met were either slumped or kneeling on the sides of the corridor, their faces full of unconcealable fear, and they did not know whether they were afraid of the monsters that littered the floor of the prayer hall or the man in front of them who had slaughtered them.

Above their heads are one after another glazed windows, all of which are depicted with a high degree of unity, although the posture is different.

It was a "man" dressed in a light silver veil and a golden crown on his head, his face not depicted, but hidden behind a dark cloud that obscured the sun, and its body had no obvious limbs, just a silhouette of a human figure and huge wings that appeared in several colored windows.

However, even such a vague existence still makes people inevitably feel some kind of strange feeling, which is difficult to describe in words.

Gorman didn't look at it, but walked through the sunlight through the stained windows, into the shadows again and again, and finally stood in front of a large door, and without the slightest hesitation, pushed the door in, which was the side hall of the church, and also the priest's study, where he studied the classics on weekdays.

Behind the desk, an old man in a priest's robe calmly flipped through the text in his hand, and only straightened up when he heard Gorman walk through the door and the door close again, his wrinkled face unfazed.

"Ah...... Gorman, are you going to renounce your faith?"

The old man completely ignored the blood stains on Gorman's body, and just looked up at the latter, with some regret in his eyes.

"Where is the archbishop, I need an explanation. ”

The silver pupils had turned into a brilliant red at some point, and the right hand holding the scythe was covered in blood.

"Only mortals will seek meaningless answers, and we become human by blood, transcend by blood, and lose by blood, as you should have understood when you drank the Holy Blood...... You are the most suitable for your generation, and even the archbishop has mentioned your name many times...... You can't fall, and you shouldn't fall!"

"Some people say I'm the strongest, others say I'm the best, the so-called most suitable...... Suitable for what?"

After two years of investigation, Gorman naturally knows something about something.

"The Great Rite is coming, and you will be the most qualified successor, and you will be allowed to confront the Great Being and bring His glory back to the world. ”

"Does it take so much pain to forge its glory?"

Placing the scythe, Gorman looked at the old priest with incomprehension and anger in his eyes,

"Beatrice is dead, on an island that you used to call your daughter, are you really indifferent to it?"

"I don't know how to be in awe of pain...... I, who have watched this church for fifteen years, will not allow anyone to offend the glory of the Lord. ”

Thin streaks of blood protruded from his neck and eventually spread to his eyes, and the old priest stood up, closed the text full of his notes, turned it in the latter's direction in front of Gorman, and tapped his fingers with curled fingers several times.

Leaning sideways to pick up the wooden staff leaning on the edge of the bench, the palm of his hand suddenly tightened, and in the sawdust scattered, a light gray long sword appeared in it,

"I will bring you back to the right path, even at the cost of my life. ”

Gorman looked at the text on the table in a daze, as if he realized something, but the old priest didn't give him a chance to speak, holding the hilt of the sword in one hand and slashing forward, the thick desk was cut open from the middle by the blade, and the momentum displayed by the aging priest at this moment was not weaker than Gorman at all!

"Their pain needs to be repaid, even if it is the Great Being who stands in front of me...... Even if it's a god, I'm going to kill you!"

Gritting his teeth, the moonlit stone tomb came to his mind, and Gorman danced the giant scythe in his hand.

He will never lose this battle!

......

Toot ~ Toot ~ Toot ~

The gray-black mist swirled over the sea, the whistles of various steamers rose one after another, and the government's order-keeping security boats cruised back and forth on the sea, and the sergeants above commanded the passing ships through their horns, for fear that they would collide and make the scene even more chaotic.

At this time, the benefits of the Tidestream were manifested, with its light hull and extremely fast speed, the Tidestream easily shuttled between large ships, and in a short time it crossed the large ships and found a place to sail into the port area of Anling Island.

Lu Jing, who had already changed into a long brown windbreaker lined with an open-necked cloth shirt, stood at the bow of the boat, holding a cowboy hat in his hand, and trousers and leather boots on the lower half of his body.

Without the sight of the big ship, Lu Jing finally really approached this special island at this time.

Due to the approach of the harvest festival, the port of Anryu Island can be said to be the busiest time of the year in recent times, with a large number of merchant ships and ships full of tourists coming to Anryu Island, so that the port is full of workers and groups of tourists.

The Tidal Currents needed a complete respite after a long voyage, so instead of docking at the official port, they turned to a private shipyard port on the other side.

However, this does not prevent Lu Jing from observing the city's unique architectural style and humanistic atmosphere.

As an external island, the level of industrialization on Anling Island is not inferior to that of Qihuang Island, which Lu Jing visited not long ago, but the architectural styles on these two islands are completely different, most of the living buildings on Qihuang Island still maintain the ancient architectural styles such as inns, wine shops, and washers, but they have been mechanized on the original basis, and a considerable part of the buildings on Anling Island have gotten rid of the cultural influence of the Shuoming Dynasty.

High-rise buildings of brick and stone and buildings with Gothic spires can be found everywhere even near the harbor, and there are a large number of foreigners among the people who pass by, and their colorful hair and skin color that clearly distinguish them from those of the Shuoming people make them very recognizable.

You must know that if these people are put on Qihuang Island, they will definitely be watched in public, but here it seems extremely natural, even if their clothes and behaviors are different from those of Shuoming people, they get along with each other quite harmoniously.

"Captain, this is the modification diagram I designed in the past few days, the steam engine should be updated, although the previous one can be used, it is much worse than the latest model of steam engine on the market, and the entire hull I suggest to expand some more......"

Fu Ju came forward with a complete body sand iron puppet wrapped in a cloak, and held a picture of the Xiliu modification intention that had been finally completed after a lot of deletions and modifications, at this time she was wearing a white women's shirt with lace and a brown-red suspender leather skirt, which lined her already slender figure with extra bumps.

As for the sand and iron puppet, Fu Ju has already completed most of it in the past few days, and some of the remaining parts need to use some machine tools in the workshop, which are not available on the ship, so Fu Ju plans to bring it to the island and then borrow Glens's workshop for final processing.

"No problem, I believe in your level, but don't make it too complicated, large-scale modifications will take a lot of time, don't we all have to leave by then, the ship has just started construction. ”

The technical level of the shipyard in Qingchu Island is really not superb, and the ship parts that can be exchanged for six gold leaves are naturally not first-class, and there was no time and money before, but now that there is this opportunity, Lu Jing naturally does not want to miss it.

"Don't worry, a shipyard on a large island like this, if nothing else, the efficiency will definitely not disappoint, we can give them a deadline first, and I will communicate with them later." ”

For Lu Jing's trust, Fu Ju is obviously very useful.

"Captain, it's almost ready, it's just that these weapons and equipment may need to be 'packed' a little more. ”

While the two were chatting, Xu Chuti came out of the cabin with two backpacks and a large bag of weapons, and everything else was easy to say, Purple Thorn and the life wheel were really eye-catching, if they walked out casually on their backs......

Shuai must be handsome, but if he can't walk two streets, he will probably have to be surrounded by officials on Anling Island.

There is no way, just a purple thorn is enough, the dense flow of people on Anling Island during the harvest festival makes the patrol on the street extremely sensitive to hot weapons, and their big bags of firearms, I don't know that they are going to land on the island to fight.

"Leave it to me, Purple Thorn and the Wheel of Life may not work, but others can't see anything else. ”

Fu Ju folded the modification design and put it in his pocket, turned around and slapped the iron puppet on the shoulder, the brilliant golden light flashed, the latter immediately turned around and walked in front of Xu Qi, took the pistol, shotgun and various ammunition in his hand and put it on his chest.

After only hearing a rather hardcore sound of the machine, a large space immediately appeared in the chest of the sand iron puppet, which was just crammed into all these miscellaneous things.

"Yo, you're a portable warehouse?"

Lu Jing, who saw this scene, immediately became interested, paused, and suddenly thought of another possibility,

"You can make it take this form, is it possible to create a golem specifically for things, like horses and stuff. ”

"The premise is that I have to have a puppet design in this area, and my ability is not enough to support me to modify large machinery, such as the sand and iron puppet has already been partially completed in advance, so I can complete this transformation in a clever way. ”

Fu Ju herself had actually considered this possibility, but the results of the test were a little unsatisfactory, after all, her ability had only awakened for less than a week.

As for the future...... Who knows?

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