"Feiguangfeiguang, please give me a glass of wine..."
Faintly, a chanting sound sounded in my ears.
"I didn't know that the blue sky was high and the loess was thick..."
"Only the cold moon and warm sun come to fry people's life..."
Li Shouyi stood on the tall building of Luming Villa, looking up at the sky.
"Li He's "Bitter Days Are Short"!" he thought.
The rain on the sky above our heads gradually changed color under the moonlight.
In the rain, the moonlight interweaves like gold and silver threads.
The strips are like olives, hanging down one after another, falling straight into the vastness.
"Emperor's juice!" Li Shouyi drank a handful of rainwater.
The rain is warm and moist, like a treasure.
It's Emperor Liujian!
not only that!
He also saw the meteors trailing in the sky and falling straight to the northwest, gradually becoming illusive.
It keeps falling.
Slowly turned into countless streams of light, falling to the northwest!
Li Shouyi knew the origin of Di Liujian.
It came from the Kunlun Mountains!
It is the torn Kunlun Mountains, a blessing to this world.
It is also a gift to this world from the immortal god who has been dead for countless years.
The stream of light falls in the west, like the east wind that blooms thousands of trees at night, and blows down the stars like rain.
Li Shouyi knew that just now, the world had walked away from the brink of destruction and destruction!
He tapped his feet and floated towards the distant building.
…
The long beat of drums echoes in the ears.
The low acapella singing flows in the air.
"Eating bears makes you fat, eating frogs makes you thin..."
The inside and outside of the hall were in perfect condition.
Everyone in the ballroom was unscathed.
"Where is the Lord of Gods? Is Taiyi safe?"
Countless golden threads flowed like flowing water following the chanting.
Just like the water rushing to the sea.
"There is a Ruomu tree in the east of the sky, with a dragon holding a candle underneath..."
The flowing golden threads are singing, as if they are alive, winding, curling, and coupling...
Then, in front of everyone's eyes, an extremely magnificent scene appeared.
The sacred tree is whirling and lonely.
The real dragon holds the candlelight in its mouth and swims under it.
It seems as if it is before our eyes, like a mirage, reflecting the scenery under the hibiscus tree in the ancient times, in the east of the sky and at the end of the earth.
"I will cut off the dragon's feet and chew its meat!"
Suddenly, the chanting sounded louder.
Like bells in the morning and drums in the evening, it is shocking.
It is also like a warning and an enlightenment.
It makes people wake up to all the mistakes they have made in this life and all the wrong things they have done.
One by one came to mind.
But it’s vague and elusive!
"This is..." Someone finally woke up and said, "There is a powerful person preaching and liberating for us!"
"This is a great opportunity!"
“Don’t miss it!”
"Quickly concentrate on holding your breath and empty your mind!"
While he was speaking, almost everyone had already sat down cross-legged.
Even many ordinary people in this Luming Hall felt that there was a faint heat wave in their bodies, and there seemed to be a warm current surging in their meridians.
No matter how stupid they were, they understood.
They all sat cross-legged, some ignorant or wise began to meditate cross-legged, calmly guiding these warm currents and heat waves.
Golden threads swam in the hall.
All kinds of magnificent pictures, lifelike.
Michiko Chiba also sat down cross-legged.
Around her body, several golden threads slowly fell down and soaked into her skin.
Warm, like spring breeze, blowing in my heart.
The limbs are covered with bones, and the heat wave is rolling.
In just a moment, Chiba Michiko's momentum rose.
The next second, she has stepped into the realm of lieutenant colonel!
Breaking through in an instant!
Michiko Chiba was very excited.
The singing in my ears continued.
"Make it impossible to return in the morning and unable to lie down at night..."
"Of course the old will never die, the young will never cry..."
"Why serve gold and swallow white jade?"
In the hall, the divine tree composed of golden threads collapsed, and the divine dragon under the tree was beheaded and quartered.
Dragon blood and dragon flesh, dismembered piece by piece.
Then, the dragon blood and dragon flesh washed over everyone like a drizzle.
Under the illumination of the dragon's flesh and blood, everyone in the hall is undergoing magical changes.
Mortals are becoming extraordinary, and the extraordinary gradually takes on a divine character.
The most obvious one is Michiko Chiba.
On the Fuso girl's forehead, a pink mark appeared faintly.
The fox tail on her body slowly became fluffy.
Lines of golden threads were constantly penetrating into her skin.
In my ears, the singing voice gradually became lower.
"Who is like Mr. Ren, riding a green donkey in the clouds?"
Chiba Michiko suddenly opened her eyes.
A pair of beautiful eyes, full of color, and the skin on her body has a faint fragrance like orchid and musk overflowing.
Just by smelling it, people may be shaken!
The tail behind him wags quietly.
Not a foxtail at all!
At this moment, Chiba Michiko finally understood her bloodline.
Take advantage of Huang!
She is Chenghuang's cub!
Now, this bloodline that has been sleeping for countless generations has finally awakened.
This comes from ancient blood!
"Liu Che's mausoleum is full of stagnant bones, and Ying Zhengzi's coffin is full of abalone..."
The chanting in my ears finally fell into silence.
The golden threads disappeared without a trace.
In the hall, there is no sacred tree, no divine dragon, and no feast!
But Michiko Chiba, who has heard the chanting
"Master Ling!" She said excitedly in her heart: "It's Master Ling!"
…
"Liu Che's mausoleum has too many bones, and Ying Zhengzi's coffin is full of abalone!"
Li Shouyi landed in the parking lot in front of Luming Hall.
The chanting and drumming in my ears gradually faded into nothingness.
The imperial liquid that fell from the sky disappeared because of it.
There was only heavy rain falling in the sky.
Li Shouyi raised his head and looked at the sky, which was completely devoid of any vision.
he knows…
This time, the Federation Empire owes that person a huge favor!
This imperial ooze covered the entire imperial capital!
In the coming year, the number of extraordinary beings among the newborns in the imperial capital will surge!
Moreover, their talents will be very good!
even…
There are many more who will be gifted.
Even the current imperial capital will benefit a lot.
After tonight, all kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures may appear everywhere in the imperial capital.
It’s hard to repay such a big favor!
More importantly...
Li Shouyi knew that the Federation Empire would have more things to ask for from him.
so…
He stopped at the door of Luming Hall and did not take another half step forward.
Even though he felt it faintly, it was in the main hall of Luming Hall in front of him.
With the will of the gods, it is returning!
…
Inside the Luming Hall.
Chiba Michiko suddenly looked at the Polish prince in the hall.
Her brows furrowed tightly.
Soon, everyone noticed Ludvik.
Because, at this moment, the Polish prince became extremely weird.
He lay prone on the ground, silent.
The whole body is nestled like a dog.
His limbs touched the ground and his head was lowered.
If it were just that, no one might care.
But the clothes on his body were torn bit by bit.
There seemed to be something coming out of the flesh and blood under the skin.
The silver moonlight reflected from under that skin.
The entire hall was reflected in white.
It's like being covered in frost.
"Your Highness..." Several of Ludvik's followers hurried forward to take a look.
"Sinner!" Ludvik lowered his head and suddenly let out a cold shout. He had no emotion and was like a machine, coldly scolding: "Don't desecrate my sacred body!"
His limbs slowly twisted.
Gradually, the limbs on both sides were slowly coupled together.
The shining silver wheels appeared in front of people.
And Ludvik's whole person suddenly transformed at this moment.
It turned into a chariot surrounded by silver moonlight.
Hundreds of sacred wings grew from the chariot's body, and there was a faint hymn coming from the golden wings.
Countless eyes, golden eyes, sprouted from the front, back, left and right of the chariot.
"Mortal!" Those countless eyes looked at everyone in the entire hall.
There was no emotion in the golden eyes.
"Kneel down!" The chariot roared, and the moonlight under the wheels stirred up countless spiritual lights.
“Kneel down before the Holy Ahali!”
“Kneel down before the Most High God!”
"Pray!"
"Lambs!"
"What is before you is..."
"The Wheel of the Eternal Lord... the Wheel of the Moon..."
"The Gatekeepers of Heaven!"
Among the hundreds of golden wings, hymns were faintly chanted.
"Our Father in heaven... hallowed be your name..."
Latin, Polish, French, Francophone…
Various languages praise together.
The awakened Archangel, the Wheel of the Moon, and the Left Eye of God.
Soaring proudly.
Two wheels, rolling sounds, golden wings, and chants.
…
Boom… boom… boom…
The bells on the bell tower of the cathedral in the Papal States suddenly stopped ringing.
The cardinals who were worshiping raised their heads and looked at the pope who was preaching.
The Patriarch of God on earth.
The old pope picked up the book in his hand.
He said devoutly and fervently: "Praise be to you, Lambs of the Lord!"
“For the angel of the Lord, the guardian of the third day, the left eye and the wheel of the Lord, who drags the moon, has come!”
So, he made the sign of the cross: "Lord! May your kingdom come... May your will be done on earth as it is in heaven... "
"Amen!"
All the priests prayed: "May your kingdom come... May your will be done on earth as it is in heaven... Amen!"
…
Church of Bones.
Above the Holy Seat, the sacred seraphs are suspended in mid-air.
His vague divine appearance is hidden in the milky white holy light.
Behind Him, the door to heaven seemed to be slowly opening.
Blazing holy light and sacred chants faintly overflowed from it.
All the priests were already lying on the ground.
Start praying.
"I know I am a sinner and need your forgiveness..."
At the sound of prayer, the King of Angels, lifts up His scepter.
Within the scepter, the holy light flows like water.
He looked at a gem set on the scepter.
A gem from heaven.
The core of Ahali!
Through it, the King of Angels saw silver wheels rising into the sky, golden wings spread out.
"Ahali...awake?" He thought.
but…
This doesn't seem to be part of the plan.
He shouldn't have woken up so quickly...
because…
He hasn't gotten the core yet!
If there is no core...
Without a core, it means that He will fall.
Then, from His body, heretics will be born!
Thinking of heresy, the King of Angels suddenly became uneasy.
…
Lingpingan looked at the people who were intoxicated by his music.
He suddenly remembered.
"I remember... I promised Chiba Michiko..."
"It seems like a lot of time is wasted here..."
"Let's go find Qianye-chan!"
Then, his whole person disappeared like a phantom.
The next moment, people appeared in a magnificent hall.
Looking up, he saw a shining silver chariot, full of futuristic sci-fi atmosphere but extremely retro, suspended in mid-air in the hall.
Golden eyes emerged from the car body.
Inside the chariot, there seemed to be a mechanical voice speaking coldly.
"mortal!"
"Kneel down!"
“Kneel down before the Holy Ahali!”
“Kneel down before the Most High God!”
"Pray!"
"Lambs!"
"Before you is the Wheel of the Eternal Lord, the Wheel of the Moon..."
"The Gatekeepers of Heaven!"
The wheels are rolling with great momentum.
Lingpingan frowned.
"Kneel down?" He wondered: "Who did you ask to kneel down?"
"Supreme?"
"Who gave you permission to use such a word?"
"Supreme..." He whispered softly: "This is a word that only I can use!"
He instinctively felt that using 'supreme' in front of him was a slap in the face!
He even lied in public!
After all, there is an ant in the ant nest who says he is strong and invincible.
The ants were trembling with fear.
But if humans heard this, they would probably just laugh!
Have you ever beaten a hair on my head
Come on, let me use a fingernail to compete with you!
That's how he feels now.
So, he narrowed his eyes.
"Hmm..." He looked at the suspended chariot and suddenly laughed: "What did I think it was?"
"It turned out to be a poor creature..."
…
The Archangel and the Moon Wheel Ahali are suspended in mid-air.
The rolling power is like a mountain and a prison, so heavy that people cannot lift their heads.
Everyone felt inexplicable palpitations, and they couldn't help but have the idea of worshiping, kneeling down, and repenting.
This is an instinctive impulse.
It’s the trembling feeling of facing a superior person.
An impulse written in the genes and engraved in the soul.
At this moment, a sneer came from a certain corner.
"What did I think it was?"
A man wearing a facial mask steps out of the shadows.
He commented and ridiculed casually: "Turns out he is a pathetic creature!"
In front of the Wheel of the Moon, in front of the resurrected archangel, this man was relaxed and without any pressure.
He regarded this angel as nothing!
"What did you say?!"
In the wheel, divine power rolls!
Within those hundreds of wings, countless angry rebuke came rolling in.
"Kneel down!"
"Kneel down!"
"Kneel down!"
But the man didn't seem to hear it, and he twisted his neck casually.
"I said..." He walked forward slowly, and then stretched out his hand.
An ordinary adult man's hand, as white as jade.
This hand is ordinary and has no power.
But when he reached out.
But it blocks out the sky and the sun.
The majestic and arrogant angel was held lightly by this hand like a helpless firefly.
Yes!
In everyone's eyes, the man wearing a facial mask just stretched out his hand gently.
There was no change in the hand, nor any psychic power.
Just hold it gently, just like the Tathagata Buddha opening his palm in Journey to the West.
In everyone's eyes, the suspended angel was held lightly by this hand.
The originally majestic angel became a small toy with wheels in his hand.
"I told you... you are a pathetic creature!" The man under the mask chuckled: "You still don't believe it!"
With a slight flick of his hand, the silver chariot in his palm was thrown out and fell to the floor.
The chariot was smashed to pieces.
Golden parts are scattered one by one.
Gears and rivets rolled on the floor.
"What's going on?" People were shocked and confused.
"The angel... is actually a bunch of parts..."
"a machine?"
"A Christian machine!"
This fact makes it difficult for people to calm down.
But if you think about it carefully, it seems understandable.
Angels, in Christian legends, are material rather than purely spiritual.
The most important thing is...their names.
Angel.
Wheel of God, Eye of God.
This in itself implies their status.
It's a tool, it's a machine.
Just like cars, airplanes, ships, surveillance, satellites invented and created by humans...
However, the man wearing facial makeup laughed.
He asked jokingly about the parts scattered on the floor: "Hey! Now you know what I said is right, right?"
"You poor wretch!"
People looked at the parts scattered on the floor.
These parts, under people's gaze, slowly dissolved and turned into pools of silver jelly-like things.
Then, these things slowly squirmed and pieced together.
Finally, a silver figure appeared in front of people.
He looked around blankly.
Then he lowered his head and looked at his body.
A bull's horn sprouted from his forehead.
A green beard grew from his chin.
His face is slowly getting older.
Then he knelt down.
Kneel down towards the man wearing a facial mask.
"Children of the Storm... Guardians of the Moon and Time... Protectors of all Ur... "
"Nanna salutes you!"
"Thank you for freeing me from eternal slavery and imprisonment!"
"Nanna!?" Li Gong Aiko seemed to have thought of something.
"The Sumerian moon god, the god of prophecy?"
"The son of the supreme god Enlil, the storm god, and the father of the sun god Utu and Pluto Nergal?"
The silver old man listened and felt ashamed.
"That was a long time ago..."
"I didn't expect anyone in the world would remember me..."
He smiled bitterly as he spoke.
And everyone was shocked!
How could Ahali, the angel moon wheel of the Christian religion, be the moon god of Sumer
What exactly is going on
but…
In the hearts of higher-ranking people like Reimiya Aiko.
They were vaguely aware of it.
"Myth Invasion..."
“Myth covered…”
"Is this the truth?"
"The truth behind this is so cruel?!"
Those who lose the battle will not only lose their bodies but also their bones.
It also needs to be made into utensils.
Just like the ancient human tribes dealing with the defeated.
Make the loser's body into a wine vessel.
To humiliate, enslave and torture him forever.