This giant golden horse was transformed by divine power. As soon as it entered the gate of the Saron Empire, the door of this luxurious carriage opened from the inside.
I saw the high priest dressed in white slowly stepping down from the carriage. His pale golden hair grew to his waist, and his exquisite light blue eyes revealed compassionate tenderness.
The High Priest looked to be only twenty-five years old, his appearance was more delicate and soft than a woman, and his whole body was as dazzling as a white rose.
But in fact, even the chief priests in the hall of priests couldn't figure out his age. The chief priests had changed for several generations, but as the high priest, he was always young, immortal, and always kept at the top. perfect age.
The perfect, holy, gentle and powerful high priest Christine Xiu is the dream of all men and women in this powerful empire. He is a god-like existence in this country!
Christine stepped down from the carriage in an incomparably elegant posture, and lightly chanted a spell on the golden carriage with her fingers, only to see a pale golden light shining from the carriage, and then starting from the giant golden horse, countless pale golden stars scattered in all directions , as the golden starlight scattered, the golden giant horse and the carriage behind it slowly changed.
I saw that the gorgeous carriage just now shrank slowly and shrank again, and turned into an ordinary carriage, and the dazzling golden giant horse also turned into a white horse like an ordinary horse. The entire convoy following it also disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared before.
This is the most famous technique of the high priest, summoning divine soldiers.
In the Saron Empire, priests were a great and glorious profession. They were called "prophets of God" and existed like "half-gods". Priests have divine power. They are messengers connecting people and gods. They not only convey human prayers and pious beliefs to gods, but also convey God's will to humans. Therefore, they have a very high status among human beings, and even the monarch must be lower. One point for them.
Seeing the miraculous scene in front of them, the guards kneeling on the ground became more and more pious. They looked up at the perfect high priest with the most admiration. They only knew the high priest but not King Alexander in their hearts.
Christine smiled inwardly when she saw the scene in front of her, showing the most holy smile: "May God be with you."
When the guards heard this, they clenched their hands into fists and put them on their chests, saying in unison: "Thank you for God's care and blessing!"
Kerstin nodded with a smile, and said to the chief guard kneeling at the front: "Please take my carriage to the stable behind the priest's hall. It needs to rest, thank you."
When the chief guard heard the high priest looking at him alone, his face blushed immediately, and he quickly stood up straight and patted his chest, "Of order, high priest!"
After getting a satisfactory answer, the high priest smiled softly, patted the head of the guard's shoulder lightly, said "May God be with you", then turned his head and walked slowly towards the priest's hall.
Christine walked slowly, and it was early morning, and the road was full of palace guards and attendants who had just worked. When they saw Christine with its own luminous special effects from a distance, they all stopped their work and half knelt on the ground to watch Christine leave with devout eyes.
Without squinting, Christine raised her head slightly and took a deep breath, enjoying these kneeling and pious gazes.
This is the feeling, the feeling of standing on the altar and being held in the sky by the stars and the moon is really great. The corners of his slightly raised lips revealed a treacherous smile imperceptibly.
As long as the black dragon is imprisoned in the underground palace, he can always have the most perfect appearance, the most powerful divine power, and the supreme status.
What is the throne of emperor? King Alexander stood in front of him, and saluted him as well.
As soon as the high priest entered the Salong Empire, the priests received the news. The nine chief priests were all wearing priestly robes and waiting outside the sacrificial hall.
After waiting for a long time, I finally waited for the high priest who came slowly.
Seeing this, the nine people rushed forward and lined up and bowed half-kneeling on the ground. Christine waved his hand casually to greet them, then walked towards the council hall in the hall and said, "You sent me three messages in a row. Chicken Feather Letter, what happened?"
The nine chief priests looked at each other, but none of them dared to speak first.
The high priest looked gentle and kind on the outside, but in fact he was ruthless in his bones. Once, a chief priest was burned alive by the high priest because he publicly refuted his opinions.
Not getting an answer, Christine suddenly stopped in her tracks.
He turned his head and frowned at the nine obsequious chief priests, glanced contemptuously at the nine of them, and said condescendingly, "Why, no one told me?"
The bodies of the nine trembled, and the chief priest who stopped Bai Lixin that day swallowed and took a step forward, "His Royal Highness, King Alexander broke into the underground palace and released the black dragon from the seal. "The chief priest is named Kenny, and he is the chief priest who has followed Christine for the longest time. He is also the most senior and most vocal among the nine chief priests.
As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body was suddenly torn in pain, and his limbs seemed to be dragged outward by something. His heart trembled, and he quickly knelt down and begged for mercy: "Your Highness, that King Alexander claimed to have received an oracle, and he even held the legendary golden spear in his hand when he walked out of the underground palace!"
The severe pain in his body stopped abruptly, and Kenny breathed a long sigh of relief, and secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Christine frowned, "You mean he took off the artifact, and you saw it with your own eyes?"
Kenny nodded, "Yes, High Priest, he held the artifact in his hand, and all nine of us were present."
Christine glanced at the other eight people again, and the other eight chief priests suddenly tensed up and nodded desperately.
After confirming that the nine people were not lying, Christine's pale blue eyes suddenly showed a look of horror, but it quickly passed by.
He swallowed, and flicked his sleeve violently, "It's ridiculous. I didn't get any oracle about saving the black dragon. The black dragon has always been cunning and treacherous. It must be that the black dragon used sorcery to confuse King Alexander."
Everyone nodded, and Kenny said again: "We also guessed this way, but the power of this black dragon is too powerful, and for some reason, King Alexander seems to have gained some kind of power overnight, and suddenly became very powerful . Even if the nine of us join forces, we can't fight against them, so we sent you an urgent letter."
Christine took a deep breath and nodded, "Well, you did a good job, I understand. The evil black dragon bewitched King Alexander and made him a slave of darkness. We must use the power of the gods to bring him down." Rescue back. So, you go back first, this riot is a little tricky, I am a little tired. After I rest for a while, I will go to King Alexander."
After receiving the order, the chief priests all felt relieved, performed another pious ceremony, and then left and walked out of the hall of priests.
After confirming that everyone had left, Christine turned her head and walked anxiously towards her bedroom. His steps were messy and his mouth was rough.
Christine had ordered that no one was allowed to approach his bedroom, so on the way to the bedroom, there was no one there. He still walked quickly at first, and then he started to run wildly.
If anyone passed in this corridor today, they would scream in surprise. I saw that Christine's long blond hair, which was soft just now, has become dull, and many hairs are slowly falling off from the scalp.
And his body also began to shrink slowly. Just now, his body was slender, but now he is hunched over. His skin was no longer white and smooth, but rough. His face did not look the same as before, with drooping eyes and a sunken mouth, but in just a quarter of an hour, he turned from a handsome man of about twenty-five years old into an octogenarian!
Christine's footsteps became more and more messy, and finally he reached his bedroom, pushed open the door with difficulty, and then quickly closed the door and fastened it.
After finishing all this, he rushed to the dormitory, and took out a wooden box carved with beautiful patterns from the exquisite mahogany cabinet next to the bed.
With trembling hands, he recited a spell silently towards the wooden box, and the wooden box opened in response, and there were a dozen small transparent bottles neatly arranged inside. These bottles were filled with some black viscous liquid, which looked particularly strange.
When Christine saw these bottles, his originally slack eyes gathered again. He quickly took out a bottle, opened the stopper, and drank it in one gulp.
As he drank some of the black liquid, something miraculous happened.
Nearly half of the scalp that had just fallen off began to slowly grow outward at a speed visible to the naked eye, and those hairs that had not fallen out also began to fall off slowly, and as they fell off, new hairs grew out of the pores.
His stooped body just now stood tall again, and those rough skins became firm and smooth again, exuding a youthful atmosphere. He actually turned into a young and beautiful face of twenty-five years old again.
Seeing the changes in her body, Christine breathed a sigh of relief.
He took off the white coat he was wearing, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling mirror wearing only the milky white robe, staring obsessively at his perfect face in the mirror and couldn't help himself.
More than two hundred years ago, he accidentally drank the blood of a black dragon. At that time, he was already in his forties, but after drinking a mouthful of its blood, he suddenly found that his body was full of strength, and he gradually returned to the vitality of thirty years old.
Later, he secretly researched and discovered that this is the characteristic of the dragon clan.
Dragons are the longest-lived intelligent creatures in the world. They are not only powerful, but also have such tenacious vitality. They are simply the darlings of this continent, and their longevity is inseparable from their blood.
Christine is a very powerful priest, but no matter how powerful a human being is, he cannot escape the change of life. But Christine was not willing to die of old age. Once he was old and waiting to die, all his rights would be wiped out and nothing remained. He will be eliminated by this world, fall from a high altar into the mud, his body will turn into dry bones, and finally turn into a pile of loess.
Out of this fear, he began ten years of painstaking research. Finally, he succeeded in purifying the eternal youth element in the black dragon's blood and making it into a potion.
As long as he drinks a bottle of this potion, he can maintain his youth for six months. However, as he consumed this potion again and again, his body's resistance to the drug became stronger and stronger, and the duration of the potion became shorter and shorter.
Christine stared at himself in the mirror and frowned. He remembered that the last time he took the medicine was three months ago. He thought he could last another half a month. Unexpectedly, just now he suddenly felt a reaction in his body. . There was panic in his eyes at that time, so he sent everyone away in a panic, and ran to the bedroom in a panic, just to drink the potion quickly.
It lasted only three months last time, what about this time
In addition to its own drug resistance, is it because the black dragon itself is not young
After all, the black dragon has been imprisoned here for hundreds of years. Although the dragon clan lives long, the normal age of the dragon clan is only 1,500 years old. old age.
The blood of this black dragon is almost useless.
If at this time, you can get younger dragons, young and strong dragons, that is simply the curtain of the gods! Christine looked at the beautiful face in the mirror and thought to herself.