While the Ancient Evil Dust was on a spree-mortem in the Vol Star, the Romans ushered in their Mother Goddess sacrifice.
Although many Romans are not sure who their mother goddess is, and they have replaced the place of the mother goddess with their own unique deity, the mother goddess sacrifice is still the most solemn and extravagant sacrifice of the Romans.
All the Romans will give their all to celebrate this festival, to celebrate the legendary arrival of their mother goddess and the birth of the Romans.
The important nobles of the First and Second Kingdoms of the Romance gathered in a grassland with beautiful scenery, fertile soil and grass, and full of birds and animals, and enjoyed themselves.
According to the tradition of the Romans, in this sacred and great day, even the enemies of life and death will give each other a glass of wine with a smile on their faces, and all unhappy things will not be mentioned here.
Towering into the clouds, the whole body is pitch black, faintly emitting countless thin black light of the Roman Pantheon stands on the high hill in the middle of the grassland, the huge hall group occupies the high ground within a radius of more than ten kilometers, hundreds of thousands of Roman sacrificial saucer-shaped aircraft are suspended high above the temple, holding flowers and offerings, offering the highest respect to their mother goddess.
The priests were doing their duty, and the nobles, according to their oldest traditions, a group of Roman nobles in armor rode on tall horses or various biochemical beasts, armed with antique spears and swords, and walked around the grassland in circles to show off the strength of the Romans.
In the middle of the grassland, there is a huge martial arts arena, and all the young Roman nobles under the age of thirty will try their skills in this martial arts arena.
They either chop alloy ingots, or cast various psychic abilities, or throw spears and spears, or bend bows and arrows, showing their skills to the fullest, in order to attract the attention of those noble girls on the sidelines.
Polport looked at the young men who were showing off their might, he held a glass of wine, and sneered in a low voice: "What a cute and proud little, oh, cluck, where are your little hens, let me see, let me see, the most tender and beautiful little hen in this field is" With a sharp gaze sweeping the audience, Polport immediately discovered the most delicate, fair-skinned, and dignified and solemn of the thousands of Romanesque aristocratic girls.
He immediately strode over to the side, and bowed deeply to the girl before everyone else: "Honorable young lady, I have this honor to invite you to dance together?"
The girl's face turned red with excitement, the new head of the Romanese Knights, the valiant knight who served the powerful Romanese god of war, the Archon of the First Romanic Kingdom, Polport's attraction to these aristocratic girls far exceeded those who were still under the wings of the family.
The girl gave Polport's tender and delicate little hands to Polport, and followed Polportt out of the crowd with light steps.
Under countless jealous eyes, the two gradually drew close to each other and walked to a tent on the grass in the distance.
Just as Polport's blood was surging and he was ready to show the delicate little hen how powerful and powerful he was, a Roman priest in purple robes appeared in front of him like a ghost.
"Lord Polport, the High Priest invites you to the Pantheon."
The voice of the sacrifice was low and eerie, full of irrefutable power.
"I'm busy right now," Polport wrapped his arms around the girl's slender waist and glared angrily at the Roman priest.
The Mother Goddess Sacrifice is also called a sacrifice in the traditional saying of the Romans, and basically all the Romance noble girls bid farewell to their pure girlhood on this day.
Polport didn't want to be swallowed in one gulp.
"The future and future of the Romans is at stake, Your Excellency Polport," the priest stretched out his hands to block Polport's path.
Polport glanced at the priest, and reluctantly summoned Jazak to lead twelve Guardian Knights of the Last to guard the girl's side, and he himself followed the priest to the Pantheon.
Along the way, he muttered to the priest that in Polport's view, even the supreme Mother Goddess could not deprive a beautiful maiden of her right to enjoy the passions of life to the fullest.
The purple-robed priest was silent, and he turned a deaf ear to Polport's complaints.
He led Polport through the crowd quickly, up a wide stone staircase, up a high hill, and into a large hall that suddenly dimmed.
Polport noticed that there was no one in the temple, that all the sacrifices were being sacrificed, and that he and this sacrifice were the only ones in the huge and secluded pantheon.
Looking cautiously to the left and right, Polport was about to summon the Last Guardian Knight, when the priest who led the way suddenly whispered: "Don't worry, Polport of the Holtam family, in front of the gods, no one dares to hurt you."
Surrounded by the gods, you are safe. ” Polport shrugged his shoulders and continued to follow the priest without saying a word.
The priest walked briskly, and led Polport past a dozen major halls, and then entered the side halls.
This side hall is tall, gorgeous, and well-lit, green, purple, blue, pink, white, red, all kinds of brilliant light diffuse in the air, although there are so many colors of light, but each color is distinct, although it is filled with air at the same time, but each is so distinct.
In the middle of this huge hall, there are two statues of a man and a woman with a height of nearly 100 meters.
The pale green statue is transparent and carved from a spar of unknown material, with the man holding a wooden staff and the woman holding a delicate sword, and the two are snuggling up to each other with an eerie smile on their faces.
The High Priest and High Priest of the Roman-Pantheon, the old man whose face had been hidden in the dark shadow of his cloak for many years, was kneeling in front of the two statues, muttering prayers.
Behind him, more than a dozen of the most important high-ranking officials of the two Romance Kingdoms, such as Nankett, Hesokin, Porugin, and Jacquegin, lined up, looking at the two statues in surprise.
Polport cautiously walked over to Nankett, the priest who had led the way had disappeared as silently as he had appeared.
Polport lowered his voice and asked in a low voice: "Is this the mother goddess of our Romans, why are there two more, there is actually a male surname god?"
The praying high priest stopped his prayer and exclaimed in a low and powerful voice: "This is the mother goddess of our Romans, from whom all our Romans are derived. ” Standing up slowly, the High Priest turned to look at Polport and the other Roman high-ups, and he asked coldly, "Tell me, what is your attitude towards the earthlings?"
After a long silence, Nankett and Hesorkin said at the same time: "Expand the armaments and conquer them" The High Priest shook his head, and he sneered: "Wrong befriend them, become friends with them, befriend them at all costs, and then, use them to resist disasters" Disaster Polport and others were all dumbfounded, what kind of disaster where did the disaster come from, how could there be a disaster Two deep golden lights flashed in the dark shadows of the great cloak worn by the high priest, and he said lightly: "The Mother God has given us a revelation, and I have a premonition that our eternal enemies of the Romans will discover our existence, and it will not be long before the blow will come."
At this time, the Romans are not their opponents at all, and we must use all the forces at our disposal, and use those who can be used by us to fight for us. ” After a long silence, Nankett bowed deeply to the high priest, and he asked puzzledly: "Our eternal enemy is the great high priest, and in our long wanderings, we Romans have even forgotten who our enemies are, and who are our enemies who have mastered the wisdom and knowledge of the elders who have died on the long journey."
After a few sneers, the high priest turned to face the two statues and slammed the scepter in his hand.
He said coldly, "Yes, you have all forgotten those things.
But the great Mother Goddess does not forget those calamities.
Everything is remembered in the statue of the Mother Goddess, who gave us a revelation that the enemy is coming" Four bright lights erupted from the eyes of the two statues, condensing into a huge three-dimensional picture in the air, and one after another incredible pictures unfolded in front of everyone, and a huge wave of sound swept through the entire hall.
Polport and the others looked at those pictures, their bodies trembling for a while, and their faces showed expressions of disbelief.
"Our Mother Goddess was born from the core of a planet, Aha, High Priestess, are you kidding?"
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Black Sorkin burst out laughing.
The High Priest slammed the scepter hard, and his right palm slammed into the air.
The invisible force slammed into Black Sorkin's chest, sending him flying dozens of meters away, slamming his head against the walls of the temple.
The high priest said angrily: "Your Majesty Hesokin, do you want to be burned to death for blasphemyIn the history of the Pantheon, there have been seventeen kings who were burned to death for blasphemy against the Mother God, do you want to become the eighteenth?"
With a suffocation of blood, he staggered to his feet, bowed to the high priest in embarrassment, and returned to the queue in disarray.
Glaring at Black Sorkin indignantly, the High Priest sternly admonished: "Anyone who dares to blaspheme the Mother God will be severely punished, you must remember this" No one said anything, and in the face of the pantheon that ruled the religious beliefs of the Romans, even Nankett and Hesorkin did not dare to slack off in the slightest.
The light and shadow changed, and the images shot from the statue continued to change, and Polport and the others finally understood everything related to the Romans.
Including their origins, their former glory, the fall of their mother goddess, and how the Romance Empire, which once occupied large swaths of the star field, fell apart in just a thousand years.
At the end of the image, a lucky group of Romans fled from their homeland and wandered in the starry sky.
Wandering, while wandering in the starry sky full of endless dangers, while facing the pursuit of the enemy, the originally large number of Romans wandered in the void for I don't know how many years, and finally only a very small immigrant fleet remained.
The fleet was so weak that they left only one mothership with the statue of the Mother Goddess in the end, and in the end, even the only one mothership was swept away by the Temporal Turmoil, and the statue of the Mother Goddess was separated from the priests of the Pantheon.
It wasn't until Polport and the others found the mothership that the statue of the Mother Goddess returned to the Pantheon.
The crystal carved into this statue of the Mother Goddess is extremely miraculous, and it records everything that the Mother Goddess has experienced.
When Polport saw their fleet swept into subspace by the Red Dragon King with the technique of Annihilation and Reincarnation, he finally believed that everything they saw was real.
The scene recorded in this statue of the Mother Goddess is a real thing.
Then, the incredible origin of that pair of mother goddesses should be real.
"Remember what you see.
These things will be communicated to our people in the future, so that they can understand that we are not safe in the universe."
With a deep sigh, the High Priest muttered in a low voice, "Of course, maybe we are not alone in the universe.
The Romans who fled the Romance Empire are not the only ones who have fled the Romans, and perhaps in other corners of the universe, our people are surviving. ” Shaking his head, the high priest said indifferently: "However, this has nothing to do with us for the time being, and we can't go to them." ” After a pause, the high priest said coldly: "My premonition of coming with me is very bad, so I entrust you with everything, everything that may be related to the future of our Romans. ” Glancing deeply at Polport and the others standing in front of him, the high priest said in a deep voice: "Maybe one day, when that day comes, you will flee here with our destiny and our hopes.
Remember what you have just seen, technology is not enough for us Romans to survive peacefully in the universe.
The strength of the individual is our ultimate evolutionary goal."
With a flick of his hands, the huge statue of the Mother Goddess slowly flew up, revealing the entrance to a passage shining with colorful light below, and the high priest took Polport and the others into the passage slowly.
Polport and the others walked into the passage in surprise and descended into a large underground space.
Nearly a thousand priests in white robes silently walked back and forth on the smooth and neat ground, like disembodied ghosts.
There were countless instruments piled up in a mess, and all the machines were around a huge culture tank in the center, hundreds of thick pipelines connected to this culture tank, a large number of bubbles and energy flows tumbled in the pale green culture medium, wave after wave of strong, suffocating energy fluctuations continued to pour out of the culture tank, making people feel uncomfortable.
In the middle of the huge incubator was a baby curled up in a ball, barely a foot tall.
The baby's body was translucent, and huge streams of energy continued to swallow into his body, then tumbled out of his seven orifices.
Every time he inhaled, the lights in the huge underground space dimmed violently, and it was clear that the energy absorbed by the baby as he inhaled even affected the supply of backup lighting energy in this place.
"This is," Polport looked at the baby in shock.
The child's body is translucent, and the body is somewhere between a physical body and a semi-energy body.
His body has no obvious surname characteristics, and seems to be somewhere between a male and female surname, as if he has both surnames and none of them.
As if sensing Polport's gaze, the baby slowly opened his eyes and looked at Polport indifferently.
The baby's gaze was like that of a venomous snake, and as soon as Polport's gaze made contact with him, his body instinctively stiffened.
"What the hell is this," Polport scolded in a low voice.
The High Priest slowly untied his cloak, revealing his true colors.
The people present took a breath of cold air together, the appearance of the high priest was almost exactly the same as that of Hanyu, but he was slightly older than Hanyu, and the aura on his body was also the energy fluctuation that an orthodox Roman high priest should have, not the mysterious Taoist true yuan aura of Hanyu.
"The Hanyu you know, he's my only child."
The High Priest looked at Polport and the others quietly, his tone filled with some indescribable sadness and fanaticism.
"This baby is a gift he left to us Romans, a primordial infant condensed by his own yin and yang qi, and a baby conceived in his body."
The high priest looked at the baby affectionately and said in a calm tone, "My child, he knows that death is imminent, and he is determined to die.
He used all his essence and energy to condense this baby, this is the primordial infant condensed by his imitation of the cultivation method of the Asian Dao Alliance, which has wonderful power and is as powerful as a god. ” "Disaster is just around the corner, and we Romans must evolve as soon as possible to survive it."
"This primordial infant is a new evolutionary path that my children have found for us Romans.
It has two qi of yin and yang, and condenses all its power into a semi-semi-energy baby.
This baby has all the memories and experiences of my child.
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My child may be dead, but he lives on through his primordial baby. ” "The cultivators of the Asian Taoist Alliance often say that the primordial infant is immortal, and the true body is immortal."
"My child, he has successfully condensed into his own primordial baby.
He managed to keep his life going.
This new evolutionary path has proven to be feasible. ” The high priest stretched out his hands and held them to the baby.
The huge cultivation tank instantly turned into a wisp of green smoke and drifted away, and the baby's body shone with cyan light, and slowly flew into the hands of the high priest.
The high priest looked at the baby gently and lifted him up to the people.
"The First Kingdom of Roman, the Second Kingdom of Roman, you must work together to take care of him and guide him to one day, he will become the savior of Roman."
The corners of Polport's mouth crooked, and he glanced at the High Priest with the eyes of a monster.
To be continued: