Roman's current high priest wears a thick purple embroidered gold cloak and holds a hand forged from crystal, gold, and ruby sapphires. Polished with a high-energy laser, the scepter with a shining light is walking slowly among the large statues of the gods. Four priests, also dressed in ornate cloaks and holding scepters made of gemstones such as macho ivory, gold, and emeralds, cautiously followed him, and without making a sound, glided like ghosts across the smooth floor of the temple.

"The family of Menepole has a great deal to do this time. ”

After walking for half an hour and passing by hundreds of huge god statues, the high priest said slowly in his unique magnetic voice: "With such a huge contribution, that little guy of the Men'er Pole family has all been converted into family contributions, and the family that was originally ranked tenth is now in the third high position of the Roman's Elective Family, and it is really interesting to be close to the Holzim family." ”

The four priests bowed deeply, not daring to speak.

"But. The other nine young Pu Ying of the Elector family are all missing. Only Pophes of the House of Menepole came back alone with the mothership, and it was so bold that he was so daring. ”

Four priests just net. Straightening up, they hurriedly bowed deeply again when they heard the high priest's cold and emotionless words.

"How is Your Majesty's health doing?"

The hapless priests straightened up again, but once again bowed deeply upon hearing the high priest's question. A priest replied with sincere fear: "The latest news we have received is that Your Majesty's body has been well maintained recently. Especially in the past year, he has pampered three to five concubines every day, and two concubines have been conceived. ”

The High Priest's footsteps stopped abruptly, and he asked in a strange tone, "Conceived?"

After a moment of silence, the High Priest chuckled meaninglessly, and the scepter in his hand tilted the floor hard. He said in a low voice, "I'm pregnant." Conceived. Is it to compensate him for the loss of his two sons? Since he himself sent them to death, will he still be distressed?"

Under the hood of the cloak, two golden dots of light flashed, and the high priest looked at the huge idols nearby. Said slowly: "I really thought that returning the statues of the gods to the Pantheon would allow me."

After a few strange laughs, the high priest suddenly sped up and walked forward quickly. This time he walked almost a few minutes faster than the average man could run with all his might, and he and the four priests behind him were like flying fish gliding on the water, flying forward almost without touching the ground. The wind brought by the five men swept through the empty hall, stirring a dull echo between the idols, as if they had come to life and were muttering to themselves to vent their displeasure.

After running forward in the huge temple for more than an hour, the high priest suddenly turned around and rushed towards a black stone statue that was more than three hundred meters high. A golden light shot out from his scepter and hit the center of the idol's brow, and with a slight mechanical roar, the idol's heart suddenly opened a portal more than six meters high. The high priest and the four attendants flew up like catkins in the wind, and the fish sank into the portal.

A faint black light flashed around the idol, and the portal closed again, leaving not a single gap on the surface of the idol.

After about two minutes, a dozen Spirit Assassins, dressed in black tights and looking as sticky as loaches, silently emerged from the air near the statue. They circled around the neighborhood in amazement, like a pack of hounds that had suddenly lost their prey target. One of the Elven Assassins leading the team made a gesture with a delicate gesture, and the Assassins spread out lightly. Constantly tapping and touching the bodies of the gods, it was clear that they knew that there was a secret door here.

"Blasphemous sinners, gather yun to death!"

With a muffled shout, eight old men dressed in priestly robes stepped out from behind a nearby idol. Their hands erupted with blinding lights. A dozen Elven Assassins screamed and fled for their lives, but a pillar of powerful white flames erupted from beneath their feet, burning them to ashes in an instant.

The eight priests circled around the nearby idol a few times, and after making sure that no stranger existed, they quietly disappeared into the darkness at the idol's feet.

In the huge statue just now, the high priest and his four attendants floated quickly along a passage that descended at forty-five degrees, which was extremely high and wide. The whole is made of white stone slabs that are as smooth as jade. The stone slabs are carved with religious motifs, but these religious motifs have nothing to do with the Romanese gods, and they are full of images of God's creation of man in seven days, Adam and Eve stealing apples, the Great Flood, and the Last Judgment.

The long passage stretched downward, and it took him nearly a quarter of an hour to reach the end of the passage, as the High Priest had flown to.

Ahead, there is a deep rift. It is about 100 kilometers high from bottom to top, about two kilometers wide at the middle of the rift valley, and only seven or eight kilometers long from the left and right. At this moment, the sun was hanging overhead, and the bright sunlight illuminated this strange rift valley, and even brightened the cathedral in the middle of the rift valley, which was hundreds of meters high.

Silver crosses stand on top of the church's tallest tower, filled with statues of angels armed with swords and trombones, mischievous angels fluttering around these archangels with their bare butts, and a faint scent of ambergris fills the air. In front of the church is a square incense burner made of sterling silver. Inside the incense burner, which is several meters long and wide, expensive natural dragon incense is burning.

Dozens of young Romanes, dressed in white robes and unusually handsome and without blemish, stood in front of the church, reciting the Old Testament verses aloud in unison.

The High Priest's body shuddered and stamped his feet so hard that he didn't even look at these Roman youths. Striding into the church.

The main hall of the church is a huge hall forged from sterling silver. On the neat long wooden chairs sat hundreds of Roman youths whose faces, skin, words and deeds were not flawed in the slightest, and they were like exquisite works of art. They remained in exactly the same position, looking feverishly at a young roman standing on the pulpit in front of them.

The young man was dressed in a white robe, and his head was silver-white. Even his eyes didn't know how to make them silver. What is especially strange is that there is a white circle of light more than a foot in diameter suspended above his head, which looks exactly like the inhabitants of Heaven in the Earth Federation comics.

The young man raised his hands in the air, and he shouted, "The great Lord tells me that the end will come one day! The end of the world, the end of everything, because the filth and filth of the world have angered the great Lord." That's why there will be the Last Judgment. Dirty creatures, dirty beliefs, dirty pursuits, dirty everything. Everything is dirty, everything is filthy. The Lord will send down the flames of the last day,

"In order to slow down the coming of the apocalypse, the warriors must eradicate all the filth of the world. ”

"We want to purify our bodies, purify our hearts, purify our souls, purify the environment around us. ”

"Earthlings are dirty, so all earthlings must be exterminated. ”

"The Spirit people are filthy. So all the Eldars are to be wiped out. ”

"Phantoms, it's dirty. Therefore, all the Phantoms must be exterminated. ”

"The vast majority of the Romans. It was filthy, so the vast majority of the Romans were to be exterminated.

"But, though the Romans themselves were dirty, they were cleaner than the lowly, primitive, crude creatures. ”

"So, use the Romans to exterminate the filthy creatures, and then carry out a purge among the Romans, first of all, to exterminate the lowly filthy half-breeds. Then wipe out the tainted, polluted Romans, and finally all the imperfect Romans. The Romans who remain are the pure, spotless Romans. ”

"Only the purest of lambs will be spared from the Last Judgment of the Great Lord!

"You are not perfect, you are not clean, but you have the hope of being clean!"

"Exalt the Great Lord, give your souls to the Great Lord, and honor the Great Me. Give your lives and ** to the great me!

The young man roared feverishly: "Believe in me, you will have eternal life, believe in me, you can survive after the end, believe in me, you will be the gods of the new era!"

"Whoa. Suddenly, the young man tore off his robe, fell to his knees under the great cross behind him, and cried out: "Lord, accept my piety! Finally our pure body and soul will stand before you and be judged by you!"

Four unusually strong Roman men walked up to the pulpit with thorn strips cast of special alloys, and they made a cross on their pious chests, and then swung the sharp thorn strips several meters long and thick with the mouth of the bowl in their hands, and whipped them fiercely on the young man's back.

Heavy strips of thorns fell on the young man's flesh with a dull cracking sound, and those present heard the cracking sound of his bones, and saw the large swath of flesh on his back being torn by the long sharp thorns. The Romanese youths sitting on the benches stood up at the same time, singing a hymn to God, holding hands in a fervent voice, swaying from side to side.

"Lord, save your believers, and I will sweep away all filth and darkness for you a few days before the end comes!"

The young man screamed. His spiritual power rushed out of his head like a hurricane, turning into a silver whirlwind that swept through the entire temple. The Romanese youths closed their eyes. They reverently chanted God's name, and a great spiritual power rushed out of their brows and merged into the spiritual storm of the youth.

The four Romanese men silently waved the thorn strips, beating the young man's body into a bloody blur, revealing white bones and colorful internal organs in many places.

The young man screamed with all his might, chanting God's name incessantly.

A wonderful chant came from the sky, and six silver wings condensed from pure spiritual power suddenly erupted from behind the young man. A white light fell from the sky, gently sprinkled on his body. The young man's body trembled and twitched, his almost disintegrating body healing in a miraculous way, and in just a few blinks of an eye his body became intact. Not even the tiniest scratch was left on the smooth skin.

The young man with a holy and solemn face slowly stood up, he turned his body, and looked majestically at the high priest standing at the door of the temple.

After a long time, the young man nodded slowly and said, "Noble High Priest, worshipper of evil gods, why did you come to this sacred place?

The High Priest rolled his eyes in anger, panting and looking at the young man for a long time, before the High Priest said slowly: "O saint among the Romans, Your Excellency the Mad Angel, the last leader of the Romanes, do you still remember your surname?"

The young man fluttered his wings lightly, and he flew slowly to a beautiful Roman girl, reaching out to hook her soft waist. Hugged her and flew into the air. In front of the Great Priest Xun and so many people, the mad angel took off the girl's clothes and entered the girl's body with a calm expression.

He looked at the High Priest gently. As he struggled to shake his body, the mad angel whispered, "My surname, Hmm, when I gave me to the great God, this surname."

The Roman Maiden let out a graceful moan, and the mad angel jerked on her for less than thirty strokes before pouring out. With a low gasp, the mad angel put the girl back in place, and he smiled gently at the girl: "You have gone through another divine purification, and I purify your ** and soul on behalf of the divine lord." When the end comes, you will have eternal life. ”

The girl looked at the mad angel obsessively, she clasped her hands in front of her chest, and prayed sincerely: "Great master, I am willing to give everything for you. ”

The mad angel smiled and kissed the girl's pale golden lips, and slowly flew to the high priest's

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"I, still remember that I once had that surname on my name, and Holtam said, what's wrong with the Holtam family?"

The High Priest's eyes shone with a blinding fire, and he said in a deep voice, "The first heir of the Holtam family is missing. Before his disappearance, he had enough merit points to succeed the current king after his natural death. ”

Nodding as a matter of course, the mad angel said lightly: "Oh, this is my bloodline, of course it is excellent." But. Why did he disappear?"

The High Priest sneered: "The Red Dragon King personally did it.

The mad angel's body stiffened suddenly, and he looked at the high priest in surprise and asked, "Red Dragon King?"

The High Priest nodded slowly: "He and His Majesty the King seem to have reached some kind of agreement. ”

Strange laughed a few times, and the high priest said gloomily: "The former captain of the King's Guard and His Majesty the King are naturally the best partners. ”

After a moment of silence, the mad angel slowly raised his arms: "Great Lord." For your glory, the time has come to cleanse the filth. ”

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