I wish you all a good mood every day The sacred mountain is shrouded in rain and mist, and the downpour is making the mountains and mountains rattle.
Originally, there would be a few light snowfalls on the holy mountain this season, and when the warm sea breeze from the south blows, the spring flowers will bloom and the light rain will be dripping.
At this time of the year, the cold wind from the Odin Ice Field will linger on the holy mountain for a while before it is reluctant to leave.
But this year is different, in the north of the Holy Mountain, the original territory of the Gallic Empire, and now in the Gallic Dominion of the Longshan Empire, the coalition forces of the church and the Longshan Empire are fighting with foreign races.
Rolling killing intent, surging murderous aura, mixed with the heat wave emitted by the blood after death, and the heat emitted by countless warriors waving their weapons, shouting loudly, and sweating, simply steamed the cold wind of the Odin Ice Field.
The cold snap is no longer there, and the hot winds in the southern seas have come exceptionally early this year, and the snow on the sacred mountain has not even melted, and the downpour that is a bit of a late spring scene has just fallen.
Such a strange rain also made some old-fashioned, stable and well-informed bishops and adults worry and secretly muttered a few words about the abnormal changes in the sky, is this a sign of chaos?
What was once the Crown's chamber has been turned into a meat and wine field, where Blackbeard, who temporarily oversees all the affairs of the Church, is drinking and enjoying himself in luxury.
Many young clergy who had just graduated from religious academies had been spoiled by the thugs of the Black Tiger Family, and the entire holy mountain was filled with a secular fireworks, no longer as sacred and solemn as it once was.
Such a change worries the experienced and knowledgeable clergy.
It's not a good sign, absolutely.
In the midst of this pouring rain, more than a dozen clergy wearing black cloaks were walking in the vast mountains of the Holy Mountain.
This is the forbidden realm in the depths of the holy mountain, and there are only sheep intestine trails connected by the mountains and mountains, and the huge divine power enchantment envelops the entire forbidden area, even the gods cannot fly here, and can only rely on two legs to walk.
There are so many secrets hidden here that the church hides.
There are too many extravagant figures in the history of the church, and many things that have been covered by shady scenes in history, can be found here.
It is affiliated with the Church, but it is also independent of the Church.
Even Blackbeard, although he has controlled most of the power of the church, his hand has not been able to reach here for the time being.
In charge of this place is the Church's Doomsday Presbytery.
And not the three popes.
Verus wore a cloak, and the divine power barrier here suppressed his divine power, making it impossible for him to use his divine magic to block the rain.
The magical ornaments on his body also lost their effect, and he was outside the forbidden realm.
Even a meteorite under the sky can't hurt a hair of Verus, but here.
The pouring rain soaked his clothes.
The wet clothes were tightly clinging to his body, making him extremely uncomfortable.
"This damn place" Verus's face was ugly: "The divine power enchantment here, who laid it down, I am a noble main god, I have the power of the main god, I can't use any divine power here" A sturdy man behind Verus whispered the name of a deity, and Verus immediately changed his tone: "However, this is also how it should be.
Although this place falls within the realm of the secular world.
But there are so many crucial things hidden here, no matter how careful you should be.
I should suggest to the gods to strengthen the Divine Power Barrier here. ” Shaking his head vigorously, flicking the long strand of fleshy hair on his forehead behind his head, Verus looked up at a lone peak in the distance.
The iron-black peaks were shaped like a sharp sword, rising from the ground and piercing the sky, and most of his peaks were wrapped in black clouds, and there was a faint flash of electricity in the clouds, but no thunder could be heard.
From the location where Verus was located, it could be seen that a large number of rudimentary thatched huts had been built here and there beneath the lonely peak.
To be exact, those thatched huts are just wooden shelves made of twigs and dead grass, barely able to carve out a private and independent space, but it is a joke to say that the function of shelter from the wind and rain is to say.
In each thatched hut sat a withered man who described it as withered.
After inheriting the Upper Lord God-level Priesthood Crystal, Verus's strength has also been greatly improved, and he can clearly see the appearance of those men from such a distance.
No one could tell how old these unclothed, withered men were.
Their bodies were shriveled and resembled a skeletal shelf wrapped in a layer of skin, and Verus even doubted that they were still alive.
"The elite of the first generation of the Order" Verus sneered at the men who were sitting motionless like zombies, and shook his head contemptuously: "I don't see how strong they are.
As far as they are, they can deal with Lin Qi."
The people who followed Verus were silent, and several men with strong bodies and strong faces gave Verus a deep look, and then lowered their heads and were silent.
The group continued to walk forward against the storm, trekking for more than two hours, and finally rounded several peaks, crossed a valley that was erupting into a flash flood, and came to the bottom of the lonely peak.
Someone cut down a few large trees and built a rudimentary bridge over the flood-ravaged valley.
Unable to use any divine power, he could only walk like a mortal, Verus had just crossed the single-plank bridge, and in a simple thatched hut by the bridge, a man with blue-gray skin, more ugly than a zombie, and a heavy and lifeless breath slowly opened his eyes.
Two golden rays of light flashed, and Verus jumped back in horror, almost plunging headlong into the torrential valley.
The man's appearance was comparable to that of a zombie, and he looked extremely unbearable.
But his pair of eyes were so amazing, his eyes were like two red-hot golden eyes, and the golden light was shining and spewing out sharp and abnormal red light.
A Punishment Cross Divine Pattern in his pupils was slowly spinning, and a trace of sharp qi that made Verus's body painful hit his face, and a sharp pain of his own body being cut open made Verus moan.
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Verus screamed angrily: "Daring mortal, do you dare to offend the Venerable Lord God Verus?"
Verus is really angry, he is the younger brother of the goddess of pleasure, and he has always been domineering in the divine domain.
Even though Lin Qi had just given him a little color, after Verus obtained the inheritance of the main god-level priesthood crystal, he reverted to his previous name.
This man with a withered appearance like a zombie, even if he is the elite of the so-called first generation of the Punishment Knights of the Church, he is just a mortal, he is just a mortal, he actually dares to hurt a noble main god with such a gaze, this is a capital crime, if it weren't for this man's eyes are really weird to the extreme, which makes Verus's heart full of fear, he has already drawn his sword and personally beheaded this daring guy under the sword.
Staring at the man angrily, Verus pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword and trembled: "You, mortal, what do you want to do?"
The light emitted from the eyes of the "mortal" became hotter and hotter, and it was like two small suns that spewed out violent heat, and the man who evaporated the rain around him into mist sneered dryly: "Noble God, you come here, why do you want to do this is a forbidden place, and those who have not been allowed to step here cannot step into here, and those who violate the order will die."
In dozens of crude thatched huts near and far, a pair of golden eyes lit up.
The blazing golden gaze was fixed on Verus's body, and his rain-soaked cloak and underwear were quickly dried by the heat, and in the blink of an eye, his clothes were on fire.
The ordinary cloak is fine, but Verus's underwear is a magic guide with various kinds of magic attached These demigod-level clothes were on fire, and Varus looked at the men in the thatched hut in horror, not daring to say a word again.
A sturdy man behind him stepped forward and silently showed a palm-sized red token.
These so-called elites of the First Generation of Knights of Punishment glanced at the token, then closed their eyes at the same time.
Verus scolded and extinguished the fire on his body, and angrily took out his spare clothes and changed.
As he changed his clothes, he looked at the men with horror but anger.
Their strength is really weird, and their strength is beyond a certain limit, Verus can't figure out why the Punishment Knights, this thug organization of the Asur Protoss in the secular world, has such a strong power These guys are just a bunch of mortals, why are they so strong Squinting at the withered men for a moment, Verus' eyes widened in surprise.
Some of these men have distinctly Western features, such as their high noses and sunken eye sockets.
But there are still a large number of people among them, who seem to be the elite members of the first generation of the Knights of Punishment of the Oriental Church, and there are actually Orientals "Who are they?"
Verus's question fully illustrates the face of a gentleman of the Asil Protoss.
In the Ancient God War, Verus, who only stayed in the rear to eat and drink, had no right to participate in the discussion of various important decisions, so he didn't know what the so-called first-generation Punishment Knights were.
"They are the pride of the Knights of Discipline," the sturdy man put away the token and blocked all of Verus' next questions with an answer that made Verus extremely angry.
He made a gesture to Verus, then walked briskly towards Lone Peak.
Verus glanced angrily at the sturdy man, then gritted his teeth and followed behind the man without saying a word.
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