Chapter 539: A Man Without a Destiny Come to think of it, today's pig's head should have not bathed for nearly three days On the tallest tower of Dunker Cathedral, Duvan holds his hands behind his back and looks down on the blazing port of Dunkerke.
Beside him, a pale golden man-high spindle floated, and countless gold threads countless times thinner than a human hair shot out of the spindle, gradually disappearing into the air.
Among these countless golden threads, there are more than 100,000 golden threads that shoot in the direction of Dunerke, which are shining with dazzling blood.
With every breath, a few golden threads entwined with blood and light would break, and a low howl could be heard from inside the spindle.
Du Wen laughed mockingly, his fingers flicking rapidly behind him, silently counting them.
Since the beginning of the riots, more than 10,000 gold threads have been broken, which proves that more than 10,000 people have died in this riot.
This spindle is the projection of the Destiny Spindle, the artifact of the goddess of destiny enshrined in the Church's Temple of Destiny The Spindle of Fate, one of the Church's most famous artifacts, is a superior artifact of infinite power, along with the Staff of Light of the God of Dawn.
Legend has it that the Spindle of Destiny can detect the fate of all living beings in this world, and the golden thread spun from the Spindle of Destiny can control and influence the fate of all living beings.
Although the spindle beside Du Wen was only a projection of the true spindle of fate, the power of this projection had also reached the level of a demigod.
With the power of this projection, Du Wen was able to control the fate of all living beings within a five-hundred-mile radius of Dunker.
The goddess of fate, like the other gods, has fallen into an eternal slumber, but the spindle of fate is enshrined in the Temple of Destiny, which is jointly ruled by the seven great temples of the Temple of Destiny.
Du Wen has a good relationship with the Temple of Destiny, and even has a deep entanglement of interests, so he can easily obtain the permission of the Seven Great Saints Hall and obtain the right to use the Spindle of Destiny Power Projection for seven days.
"A group of weak ants, your fate is already doomed but you don't know it.
All your struggles and struggles are just a joke about your life, which is in our hands; Your bodies and souls are the property of the gods; All that you have belongs to the gods; When the gods do not come out, all that you have, whether it be your spirit, your flesh, your blood, or your property, belongs to us, the servants of the gods."
Du Wen smiled softly, he stretched out his hand, and gently touched the projection of the spindle of fate.
The spindle of fate condensed by pure energy is cold, smooth, and hard, and the curved arcs are fascinating.
When Du Wen was spindling, he even felt that he was in a stunning beauty, his body was trembling slightly, and at such a fatal moment, he actually had an undeserved impulse and thoughts.
"If this is the real spindle of fate" Du Wen took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed himself.
Now we have to think about how to put down the rebellion in Dunerke, those rich merchants and nobles in Dunerke have been frightened, and when the army riots and their lives are in danger, the salvation of the church will come from heaven, and they will be grateful Coughing lightly, Du Wen looked at Yingwei, who was holding a one-horned flying winged golden helmet in one hand, wearing golden armor and carrying a heavy long sword: "Commander Zafi, it's up to you now."
Prepare the Guardian Knights to dispatch, and I'll get the Priests to cooperate with you.
There are a group of devout believers in Dunrk, and your first priority is to keep them safe first."
Zafi, the commander of the Seventh Division of the Guardian Order of the Church, bowed deeply to Du Wen and agreed.
Du Wen slowly reported the names of more than a dozen families and their family residences to Zafay, and these families were all families who had a good relationship with Du Wen on a daily basis.
They either paid a large amount of money to the Dunerke Cathedral, or they had a close business relationship with the church leaders of the Dunker Cathedral, or some of the ladies and ladies of their family had entered the Duven's dormitory.
All in all, these families are die-hard old friends of Dunerke Cathedral, and they are the first people to be rescued by Duvan Zafi nodded knowingly, he was Du Wen's confidant, and he knew what kind of person his top boss was.
These families whose names Du Wen reported must be preserved, as for the other families in Dunerke, it is not bad to let them suffer a little toss, it is better for them to kill and injure some more clansmen, Du Wen knows that he can join forces with other families to annex them, which is completely in the interests of the church.
After a moment of silence, Du Wen stretched out his finger and swiped at the spindle of fate at random, and at least 60,000 thin gold threads were cut off by his finger.
"There are too many Imperial garrisons in Dunkerke, and it's not in our interest, especially the Cedar Legion, which is basically that man's private army, and that shouldn't be.
So, take advantage of the frenzy of these soldiers and teach them a little lesson.
The size of the Cedar Legion is maintained at about 30,000 men, which is the will of the gods."
Zafi's face showed a hideous, cruel smile, and he answered in a low voice, then turned around and walked down the tower with sonorous steps.
Du Wen put his hands behind his back, and all the clergy around him had already been dispatched.
It was almost dawn and the riots were over.
The army of the Church will descend on Dunker as a savior, and Duwen will only have to sit here and enjoy the merits.
Gently brushing the smooth curve of the spindle of fate, Du Wen's eyes suddenly flashed the beautiful statue of the goddess of fate enshrined in the Temple of Fate.
The thought he had just forcibly taken down was as sudden as a volcanic eruption, he coughed a few lowly, glanced around, and then flicked his fingers lightly.
A curtain in the corner of the tower moved, and through a secret door, a pretty girl in a white apprentice's uniform walked out quickly.
She looked at Du Wen with a little trepidation, and bowed down to Du Wen respectfully: "Your Excellency, Bishop, you... ” Du Wen grabbed the girl's neck, pulled her in front of him, and then couldn't wait to press down.
He muttered in a low voice, "This is the will of the gods, dear child.
The glory of God is coming to your body, you will be favored by God, you will be with God, you will feel the power of God...
After the full glory of God, I will send you to the headquarters of the Holy Mountain Church."
The girl who was struggling in panic heard Du Wen's last words, and her body suddenly went down.
She knew what it meant to be sent to the church headquarters on the Holy Mountain, meaning she would have a higher start in the church than her peers.
After completing the full course of the seminary in the main seminary of the church, she will skip the apprenticeship stage and go straight to becoming a true clergyman If it were for Du Wen's support, she might even become the presiding godfather of a small parish, who knows The girl closed her eyes, she spread her hands, and let Du Wen do whatever he wanted on her.
Maybe this is the will of God, isn't Archbishop of the Church of Douwen the most pious servant of the gods, he has such great power, has such great power, then he is the embodiment of the will of the gods.
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A pious divine light welled up from the girl's body, and she began to believe that it was the gods who were about to merge into her body Just as Du Wen was about to reach the youthful body under his body, he suddenly let out a sigh and stood up in a hurry.
The girl's eyes widened in surprise, she was just about to ask something, Du Wen had already waved his hand lightly, and two strange figures in tight blood-colored leather clothes appeared from the air, knocked the girl unconscious with a punch, and then carried her to the secret door behind the curtain and walked quickly.
Behind the two blood-clad men is a large pale gold flaming Holy Cross insignia, a unique symbol of the executing priest inside the Church Judgment Office.
"Strange, what is this" Du Wen almost lay on the top of the spindle of fate, his eyes shot a pale golden divine light, carefully distinguishing the extremely thin gold threads on the spindle of fate.
"Such a strange life fluctuation, aha, I caught you evil little devil, it was you who provoked the riot in Dunrk, it was great, if I hadn't borrowed the spindle of fate, I really wouldn't have caught you little bastard" The Spindle of Destiny let out a low humming sound, and a gorgeous curtain of light erupted from within the Spindle of Destiny.
A golden thread with a faint black aura pierced into the light curtain, and the figures of Alda and the donkey gradually appeared in the light curtain.
The donkey was slowly digging Alda out of the sand, and Alda said something to the donkey.
A golden thread gradually implicated Alda's body from the light curtain, and the black qi became more and more intense, and a faint low singing voice gushed out of the black qi.
"The whisper of the soul, the secret art of the soul, this is a fallen demon soul mage, it's great, you appeared too timely" "The Cathedral of Dunker will hold a judgment meeting and burn you, the demon who caused the death of tens of thousands of soldiers, in front of all the citizens of Dunke, you will become a rich chapter in the Cathedral of Dunerke, and you will make the greatest contribution to the light of the gods that will envelop the whole of Dunke" Du Wen rubbed his hands excitedly, the spindle of fate is the spindle of fate, it actually grabbed the trajectory of Alda's fate and brought Alda to Du Wen.
But Du Wen suddenly jumped up in the next moment, and he howled hysterically: "But what's the matter with this donkey, why doesn't he have the golden thread of fate, why hasn't he been perceived by the spindle of fate, what the hell is going on?"
"Is there no fate, is it impossible that this donkey is a phantom, as long as it is a creature that exists in this world, its fate will definitely be perceived by the spindle of fate, why is this donkey not captured by the spindle of fate?"
Du Wen's eyes lit up, and he suddenly laughed weirdly.
"Elder Taishang, could it be that the heresy you are talking about is this man and this donkey, really, so interesting?"
"A creature without a fate, where are they going, what do they want to do, it's really exciting."
What Blood Red wrote is a reprinted work, collected on the Internet
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