Law of the Devil

Chapter 469: God has mercy on the world

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It is dawn now, and darkness still covers the earth.

The huge and majestic city walls of the imperial capital are still clearly defined in the darkness. The city was still sleeping at night, and only occasionally those heavily armed security guards would make a sound as they walked across the street amidst the sound of Xiaoxiao's leather boots.

In addition, apart from the imperial palace located in the center of the imperial capital, there are rare lights in the huge imperial capital.

of course there are exceptions.

Reflecting the towering white tower in the imperial palace, is the tall tower of the headquarters of the magic guild located in the west of the imperial capital. The light of magic is burning all year round.

Of course... there is also the Temple of Light in the east of the imperial capital!

The majestic temple is the smallest of the three major buildings in the imperial capital in terms of its size. It does not occupy a large area of land like the imperial palace, and it is not even as amazing as the magic union that has been repaired from generation to generation. The exquisite hexagram-shaped overall building.

However, standing under the temple, looking at the dozens of tall steps, the outline of the temple is full of solemnity in the night—this is a kind of look that people look up to after years of honing. dignified!

Tradition! Under the Temple of Light, it is the sense of oppression brought by that "tradition" that makes people feel!

This is a square-shaped hall—the reason for using a square shape is to imply that the temple upholds the principle that the spokesperson of the gods stands in the world: justice!

Although the word "justice" may not be accurate, or say. For thousands of years. Many people have also questioned this so-called "justice". But... Those voices have long since disappeared. Or finally fell silent.

Because... Although the Temple of Light does not have the white tower in the palace that has been left since the Aragon era. There is no magic tower with magic light that burns all year round...but. In front of the main hall of the Temple of Light. Under those dozens of steps. But there is another building that symbolizes this "justice"!

The stake! !

This seems to be just a very ordinary large stone pillar. Because I don't know how many times the flames of punishment have endured for thousands of years. The color of the stone pillar is black - except that it looks wider than ordinary pillars. This pillar doesn't seem to have much conspicuous place.

stand under this pillar. You seem to be able to feel the sense of oppression that makes people feel heavy!

In the Temple of Light. Among the pillars of the main hall. Reveals a faint torch light. But the stake outside the hall stood quietly in the darkness. The traces of burning fireworks above. It seems to be a silent telling, telling the tradition of the temple. The majesty of the temple... And. Temple land. cruel! !

There was silence all around. Under the temple in the distance. There are only a few holy knights on duty. Wearing a full suit of armor. Standing under the hall. Night shrouded in their body. It makes them look like sculptures—except for those solemn eyes.

And at this time. But there was a black figure standing under the stake.

The whole body is covered with a black robe. It was as if he was hiding in darkness all the time. Only under the high ground cloak. revealed a bunch of eyes. It made him look a little more alive.

The man just quietly looked at the stake in front of him. Looking at the traces of fireworks burning countless times in the past thousand years. In that look. There was actually a hint of sadness...

a long time. A long sigh. Finally the silence was broken.

"I finally understand now. What is the so-called "justice" of the temple to maintain." The voice of this person is very soft. very low. There was a hint of sadness in his tone: "It is because of this pillar—because anyone who questioned the "justice" of the temple was burned to death! All voices who questioned were burned to death."

The voice seemed to be whispering to himself. It also seems to be a kind of mocking statement.

Just when the man finished speaking, behind him. An old voice came: "Have you been standing here all night?"

The voice fell. Behind this man shrouded in black robe. About ten paces away. An old man in a white robe all over his body. It was as if he came out of the darkness in such a sudden step.

The old face is full of deep wrinkles carved with knives and axes. The complexion seemed pale. Pale to the point of weakness. But those eyes. There was an indescribable tranquility in those eyes.

"Yes, my lord. I have been here all night." The man in black standing under the stake seemed to smile: "I think. You must have sensed it too."

"Everything is preordained." The old man in white robe walked up a few steps slowly. His steps were faltering and heavy. But the voice was so calm and calm: "I think you should understand this better than me."

Finally, the man in black turned around. There was a trace of sadness in his eyes. Looking at the old man. The eyes of the two people are in the black. It seems to have been staggered. finally. The man in black took a step back. Slightly bowed his body. He made a salute: "Yes. Your Excellency the Pope. I understand."

An old man in white robes, the current Pope of the Temple of Light in Roland Continent. The spiritual leader of Roland Continent. Paul XVI. He looked much weaker than the last time he appeared. Even the voice of speaking. It also seems to be a little out of breath: "Sphinx is dead, I thought you would have something to say to me."

"Should I say something?" The man in black raised his chin slightly. this action. The distant light faintly reflected on his face, making him reveal the trace of his chin, and the outline of his face appeared very soft. There was sadness in the voice, as if it was another kind of chant: "God said, "Don't be afraid. Don't be suspicious. Don't get lost. Because everything is preordained. Everything is in the gaze of God's eyes. ", so. Your Majesty the Pope. I have nothing to say."

Paul XVI finally showed a hint of surprise. He pondered for a moment: "Opdis. Although... all descended angels came to the world with the will of the goddess. But I hope you understand one thing... In the world, I am the ruler of the church! I am the goddess in the world The only spokesperson! If there is a voice different from mine in the temple, then no matter who it is, it is against the will of the goddess! Including you—angels!"

The Man in Black - Opdis. His mouth showed a

She smiled calmly and bent down again. This time the gesture was more respectful: "As you wish, Your Majesty."

"Very good." Paul XVI nodded, seemingly very satisfied: "The Sphinx is dead... But everything does not surprise us. Just like what you said just now, "everything is already doomed." Everything is under the gaze of God's eyes. "—It's just the death of an angel, I don't want you to do anything to make me dissatisfied! I hope you understand. Our biggest enemy now is in the north—not the west! I originally disagreed with this action Yes. But because of your insistence, I approved your proposal. Now it seems that your proposal was a mistake."

Opdis was smiling, even with that sad look in his eyes. It still hasn't changed: "Your Majesty, I also ask you to remember that I came to the world with the Sphinx, and I came to this dirty and ugly world to fulfill the will of the goddess!"

talking. Suddenly he raised his arms and opened them. He said faintly: "All the descending angels will assist you with all their strength. Help you to repel those northern alien races who will invade the mainland in the future!! But, don't forget the second will of the goddess..."

His hands suddenly turned into a ball of fire. In the darkness. Quickly shot at the stake behind him! With a bang, the towering stake immediately burst into flames! Under the soaring flames, the ancient pillars seemed to reveal their ferocious true colors. Under the blazing flames. The flames stretched the shadow of Opdis on the ground to the old elder...

"... The goddess has the second will: to erase a person who shouldn't be in this world from this world! I personally look forward to it. One day in the future, when that person is under this pillar and accepts the flames scene."

The Pope was silent for a long time. He looked at Opdis in front of him and at the descending angel. The old Pope sighed inwardly.

finally. He nodded: "God has mercy on the world."

Opdis was smiling: "Yes, God has mercy on the world!"

northwest,

When the first ray of morning light fell from the clouds, the entire city of Giliad woke up from its deep sleep.

The soldiers on the city wall blew their horns, and the defenders immediately began to gather. The soldiers began their morning drills and a day of training.

In the production base in the city, large groups of slaves also lined up from the barracks, and began to have breakfast under the supervision of the supervising soldiers—waiting for them. is a day's work.

Gandalf came out of the room with a yawn. Although the green robe looked a little dirty, the old guy insisted on refusing to change into clothes of other colors—especially white!

A remote courtyard in this abandoned former Governor's Mansion. It is currently used by Gandolf alone. Without Gandalf's approval. No one should come near.

The first thing Gandolf did when he got up was to walk to a nearby house—the doors and windows in the room had been fitted with solid iron fences.

And around the corner. Several magic crystal stones are placed in a special order.

As soon as the door was opened, there was a roar from inside, and then a figure with disheveled hair rushed out! He opened his arms, as if to pounce on Gandalf. But as soon as he ran to the door, the magic crystals in the surrounding corners immediately emitted a ray of light, which instantly enveloped the entire house!

The figure that rushed out was hit by the magic light, and immediately screamed and staggered back.

Gandalf looked indifferent, looked at the guy on the ground holding his head and screaming, and sighed: "Okay, Sebasta, it's time to eat. I hope you can learn some of the most basic manners tomorrow morning." Do you understand? You are a man, not a beast!"

On the ground, the man with his head in his arms gradually stopped screaming, gasped for breath, and looked at Gandolf who came in vigilantly. He lay on the ground, retreating little by little, guarding Gandalf like a beast.

Gandalf put a food plate in front of him indifferently.

Sebasta seemed to hesitate for a moment, trying to stretch out his hand to grab the food on the plate, but just as he stretched out his hand, Gandalf's face darkened, and he stretched out a fingertip, a flame shot past, and the flames It burned on Sebasta's hand, causing him to scream in pain immediately, and he backed up again and again.

Fortunately, with Sebasta's special physique, the burns on his hands quickly recovered.

"Have you forgotten what I taught you?" Gandolf stood in front of Sebasta, his face sinking like water: "Someone sent you something, what should you do?"

Sebasta's eyes seemed a little dazed, but finally, after a while, he seemed to understand something, his lips trembled a few times, and finally, he seemed to squeeze out a very strange and difficult character from his throat Come on—although the voice sounds like a baby who is just learning human language, it is speaking human language after all!

"Thank... thank you."

Hearing this difficult voice, Gandolf showed a sincere smile on his face, and then pushed the food plate in front of Sebasta.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped…

At this moment, applause came from the door behind him!

Gandalf looked back, and saw a face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. This guy was standing at the door, clapping his hands vigorously, and said with a smile, "Okay! Unexpectedly, during the time I was away, you have already taught The Major General has spoken!"

"I'm not a nanny." Gandalf muttered, and then his face showed a bit of displeasure: "It's you! You've been away for more than a month! You bastard, where have you been?"

Du Wei giggled, and his smile was a little tired: "Okay! I'm back now! And...you never imagined, what kind of treasure I brought you back this time! And... there's more than one piece!"