"Is it a new one?" "Feng Mine" asked, touching the anti-rust paint that was not dry on the door.

The material of the brand new door is mainly iron, and the content carved on it is basically simple drawings of the holy angel and the Lord. Overall, all the graphics gather into a huge cross with a relatively simple style. There is nothing else.

When they opened the door and entered, several believers who had come from around the temple had gathered in Pashayin. When they heard that the temple had just been renovated and entered the reconstruction plan, they couldn't wait to come and pray.

After all, when the temple was dilapidated, due to the poor roads, and the frequent occurrence of wild animals and wandering "unintentional people" around them, if they were not the most fanatical believers, most people could only pray at home.

This re-cultivation gave these people who felt guilty about the gods the opportunity to "atone" psychologically, in order to avoid being judged when entering purgatory after death, he fell into hell.

After scanning around, the "Feng Mine" found that more than half of the few believers were lost, and some of the remaining humans were dressed in federal [warriors], and only a few human residents in Xinfeng Town.

The interior style of the temple is not much different from the mainstream federal cathedral, with a thick, solemn and solemn style.

Since renovation has just begun, only one main hall can enter normally.

In the eyes of "Feng Mine", the color inside the temple is dark, mainly industrial gray-black. At the top of the hall is a circular patio with a layer of glass in the middle, so that only sunlight can penetrate from now on.

The rows of windows on both sides only seeped inward with limited light. Through the seats, the "Feng Mine" walked past the main podium used by the priest or bishop, looking at the originally magnificent holy screen that had dust falling behind, and had not yet been taken care of.

What was a little surprised was that in addition to the true master who looked like a human and the legendary governor of the central empire, the pattern on it also had some strange "divine objects" guarding them.

There are two human bodies, monsters with octopus tentacles, holding a scepter in their hands and looking up at the space to pray. There are also beasts with eyes all over their bodies, bodies like insects, limbs as tentacles, and a joint and tail extending from the back of the spine crawling in front of the governor, waiting for his ride.

In addition, there were three bats with big eyeballs on the top of the holy screen, which seemed to be waving their wings, surging the power inside their bodies to emit rays, and the apostle scared away the strangeness that dared to disturb the Lord.

However, the patterns except gods and humans are quite like the style of old gods. "Feng Mine" smiled helplessly after watching it for a while, sighing that the two completely different "literary styles" blended so harmoniously in the wasteland era.

While feeling moved, something strange suddenly came from the top of the temple, like a walking movement.

Looking up, I found that at some point, a ball of black meat was lying on the glass of the patio. The sound of two steel tentacles extending from behind me knocking unconsciously was just like a person walking.

With a high and sharp howl, the meat fell vertically to the ground. While choking dust, it scared away other believers who came to pray.

"Sir 'Feng Mine', there is a monster!" Mirren said, blocking the "Feng Mine" and taking out his pistol and pointing it at the squirming piece of meat.

Immediately afterwards, as if stimulated by Mirren's words, the meat piece actually stretched out two iron tentacles covered with mucus and smashed them straight at them.

boom!

Fortunately, the "Feng Mine" and Mirren's reaction was outstanding among the Lost. They jumped lightly and avoided the attack and landed gracefully on the red carpet floor.

At the same time, the meat-blocked monster did not continue to attack, but instead made a scammering, human-like laughter.

"Sir 'Feng Mine', you leave first, I'll fight him." Mirren stepped forward with a determined look on his face and blocked the "Feng Mine" with his hands.

His spirit is now highly concentrated, and the flame-type magic source power that belongs to the blood clan in his body is constantly surging. While a faint red light is formed on the surface of his body, it also makes his eyes turn red, just like a human-shaped devil walking out of hell.

But "Feng Mine" did not seem to be moved by the threat of the monster in front of him. Instead, he patted Mirren on the shoulder, chuckled, and looked at the meat monster in front of him and said:

"It's useless, you can't beat him. His magic power level is above you. Even ordinary guns cannot hurt him at all. If you don't believe it, just shoot him and see if the bullet is stuck in the flesh or is bounced away."

As he said that, "Feng Mine" actually stepped forward, stopped less than two meters away from the meat monster, stared at the waving tentacles and its wriggling body, and continued to smile and say:

"Everything in the world is an illusion, a terrible nightmare for the Creator. What we see, hear, think, and wish are all illusory existences. The world is messy and the scorching heart is burning. I didn't expect that the 'future' will always be one step ahead of me."

"The future? Is the 'future' Lord?" Mirren asked with confusion, subconsciously put away all the magic power and put the gun back to his waist.

At the same time, the meat piece quickly contracted inward, and after a chaotic purple light, it turned into a young man wearing a leather jacket.

"Brother of 'Feng Mine', I miss you so much." The delicate, artificial, prelude, and a high voice came from the boy's throat. Before he could react, the "future" plunged into the arms of the "Feng Mine".

"'Future', I haven't seen you for more than three years, and you will still act like you did before." "Feng Mine" said gently, stroking the brown hair of "The Future".

Such harmonious and loving scenes made Miren, who was standing behind, a little surprised. In his impression, "Feng Mine" was a slightly ideal leader, with a heart that was intertwined with coldness and passion, a firm appearance, and even a little cold.

But the "future" in front of him revealed his gentle side, as if the two were really brothers.

After an extremely doting and sweet embrace, the "Feng Mine" pulled "Future" and sat down on the spot, lit a "in-rolling flower cigarette" smuggled from the Southern Sunne Empire. After swallowing and spitting it, he hugged the relatively petite body of "Future" with one hand and looked up and down.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! This master with the dark magic source power is similar to his magic source power order, and is both in the order 4: hope, but he has existed in the world for a short time and has no chance to get the upper class for the time being.

He is petite, similar to an average child, about 1.4 meters tall, and his light black pupils reveal a fear of being stared at by the darkness.

But at least in front of "Feng Mine", the eyes of "Future" are full of excitement and innocent and cuteness. The white, unadorned melon face has not faded from its childishness. Only a mark on its forehead related to the dark night can imply to others that this is not a simple child.

The leather jacket and jeans are actually not in line with the aesthetics of Cruzdes or classical or steam styles. With the curly hair of "future", this style is closer to the Putoya.

After getting up and sitting on the bench next to him, "Feng Mine" asked:

"Have there been any abnormalities in the extreme cold special zone, especially the Moyan City in the past two years? You just came back from there, so you should know more carefully than the boy "Yinmin"?"

"Of course." "The Future" said confidently:

"There is still the northernmost industrial base of the Federation. Brother 'Feng Mine' actually has considerable resource reserves in the Extreme Cold Special Zone. If the old empire really worked hard to develop it, oil, coal mines, iron ore, and rare earths would be inexhaustible.

"But during this period, as you and the old leader ordered me, I went to check two sequential monsters sealed by the Urban Underground Research Institute that were related to the Master of Machinery. They are currently relatively stable, and the "Red Dang" incident more than a year ago should have nothing to do with it."

"Are you there at the scene that time? There is also the "Visual Red Dang" last month. Have you asked some information?" "Feng Mine" asked, crushing the cigarette and throwing it aside.

"I was there, a year ago, when I used the 'visual artifact', I did see the shining red light coming from the universe, just like last month's. The terrible red color in the sky was like...it seemed to pull us into the world of demons. Even those who are used to extraordinary things have to leave some psychological shadows.

"But I don't think it was the punishment of the 'God of Fire' or the wrath of the Creator. I saw a force coming out from the ice and snow field in the south, probably the conspiracy of the evil god." "The Future" replied.

"It is said that someone else heard the word "long" from Khitan Ris?" "Feng Mine" continued.

"So I don't think it's about the gods." "The Future" replied in a positive tone:

"That incident caused at least one hundred people to commit suicide after mental breakdown. Even if the gods are entangled by selfish desires, they will not joke about human life. After all, only those believers can exist can they exist. If all believers disappear, the energy to maintain their survival will be exhausted.

"After that 'Red Dang' I went to the 'Peslunai area' and saw the wind wall from a distance. Unfortunately, relying on the current means, we really cannot break through there and look for the traces of 'Pramini'. However, for the evil god 'Echoer, I did find some information that the Federal Council did not have."

"Oh? Let's hear it." "Feng Mine" said curiously.

"He may not have been in the sequence of gods, and he cannot even be considered a 'God'. I learned from the old soldiers from the Sunny Empire in the south that humans, who were rumored to be similar to the 'Echoer', had worked in the Imperial Army and participated in the famous battle in the Silent Highlands thirty years ago.

"Also, the manuscripts about the Church of Hope mentioned that the 'Echoerer' is likely to be the leader of 'order', and it is probably the '[Order] in the north' sister' said 'Thunder Page'. The manuscript mentioned in a very clear tone: 'As [God of Love], Natasha once did a divination of a young man in order to set up a card, and the conclusion was shocking enough [Order]. For a thousand years, the only one who came up with this result except Ivan Twenty-second in the formal divination was that's the only one who came up with this result'." "The Future" replied.

"Is his name recorded in the manuscript of the 'Hope Church'? It is the possible evil god 'Echoer'." "Feng Mine" asked slightly anxiously.
Chapter completed!