"The former capital of the Sograhūnjón Empire... If you take this as your surname..." "Feng Mine" lowered her head and thought in a deep voice:
"It should be the native nobles of that city. However, as far as I know, the city of Socra was completely closed to magic and extraordinary things before its destruction. It has been hundreds of years since it was impossible for any native humans with upper classes to appear there."
"Indeed." "Future" closed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he had seen a heart-warming beast like a prey. He switched to an extremely high and violin-like tone that pulled the treble:
"The manuscript of the 'Church of Hope' mentioned that he was likely one of the containers offered by George, a member of the Socratic Council, to find the direction of the 'Divine Realm of the 'Divine Yuan' thirty years ago. The ceremony was called 'The Song of Machinery', perhaps because of physical constitution, or the need for the arrival of the apostles of the gods.
"Anyway, the fire swallowed up other experimenters, but only made him fall into a coma. Haha, what's ridiculous is that the apostle of the gods who should have arrived dissipated in the alien plane, leaving behind an extraordinary power called the 'red magic source power'.
"But not long after, it may be because of fear that such a power that does not belong to him, or perhaps influenced by the dome, that originally Wright shot himself. Under the operation of that power, a new soul that does not belong to our world occupied his body.
"Brother Feng Mining, what a wonderful and interesting story this is. The soul from the new world occupies the body of the person favored by the gods, and has the 'red magic power' that is comparable to the legend of the gods, which was once controlled by the old god Dipser. If he had been as ambitious as us, we would have long since worshipped under the feet of the 'Echoerer'."
"But we have never heard of his name for so many years, and we have never even heard of anyone using similar power, right?" "Feng Mine" said with a smile:
"The mysterious power of red now seems to be the 'Red Magic Source Power'. If you don't know the existence and use of power, then he is just a mortal. But many compatriots who have entered the 'Grey Dream' have said that they have seen him, heard his complaints and 'requests to pay'. But once they exit from the dream, whether they are upper-level professionals or not, they will quickly forget the content of the dream unless they are recorded in time."
"With this ability to reduce dimensionality, he must be a terrible person. No, a terrible evil god." "Future" pressed the shoulders of "Feng Mine" with both hands and said in an extremely low and devilish tone:
"A true great man knows how to restrain his desires, even if he is about to burst out or restless, they will quickly calm down. The "Echoer" must know his power and how to use it, but he is very restrained. It is very likely that he is improving his strength step by step in the way of the gods.
"Some people speculate that the god "The Daughter of Mechanical Yuan" who suddenly lost contact thirty years ago is dead, and may be the "masterpiece" of the "Echoer". Being blessed by the gods is a shortcut to the order of promotion, and killing gods can directly inherit part of their power.
"I know how to restrain myself, and I don't hesitate when it's time to take action. I'm still the upper class profession, the existence of the great [Order]. I'm sure he is trapped in the same area as 'Pramini'. Brother 'Wind Mining', just imagine that we have acquired the supreme power of flame and accepted a leader who is enough to subvert the future. Then, will the future world... not be destined to be controlled by our 'Order'?"
"The future... world?" "Feng Mine" stared at the "future" with incredible eyes. His mouth moved, but no sound was made, but just made a difficult swallowing action.
After a long time, with the heavy sound of pushing the door, Mirren's voice interrupted the quietness full of desire and ambition.
"Mr. Wind Mine, Patriarch Otov Kirit, sent by the capital, has arrived. I heard that he had set out the day before the order to rebuild the church was officially issued. He arrived in the town last night and today I will pray to the 'righteous Lord' and the gods for the first time after the New Year."
"Cough cough." "Feng Mine" suddenly realized that the confrontation with "future" seemed a bit embarrassing to outsiders, so she coughed twice and covered up, got up to tidy up her clothes and said:
"We sit in the front row and wait for him. As the head of the 'Order Club', half of the 'Town Manager' of Xinfeng Town, I have no obligation to greet him."
Before he could finish his words, a hearty laughter came from behind him from far and near.
"Hahaha, people in the world are afraid of evil and devils, but how can those who have light in their hearts be afraid of these? The Holy Word says: Epoch Eight: The Lord created light and darkness in the initial dream and infused with "reason". When darkness is filled, the light ignites a fire; when light is bright, darkness brings coldness.
"If there is darkness, you will see light. If there is really a 'Alien Unintentional Man' or a legendary monster, then he will definitely not be able to escape the bombardment of the 'Hydrotron Cannon'."
The owner of this heavy and hoarse voice was Oufu, the patriarch of Binglin City. "Feng Mine" knew him, but due to his identity and his attitude of looking down on each other, when he passed by, he and Oufu just looked at each other faintly, and then pulled "Future" and Mirren to sit straight to the front row.
The pastor followed the Patriarch, except for a few security personnel wearing black mechanical armor, were the believers who had just been frightened and fled.
The Patriarch had a high status among the Orthodox Bishops, after all, this was the highest clergy that most Cruzed people could contact in their lifetime.
In the wasteland world where civilization is in decline and we look forward to revival, those who have faith are most of the extremely firm fanatics. The cruelty of the material world guides them to seek comfort from the spiritual realm. Seeing Onuf, all believers panicked, and their chaotic hearts quickly calmed down, as if the meat monster that had changed "future" just now had never appeared.
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The Patriarch Oufu stood behind the podium in front of the holy screen, glanced at the crowd with sharp eyes without saying a word.
After the rustling voice stopped completely, he slowly said in a heavy tone:
"Are you afraid of fear?"
The scene was quiet and no one dared to make any sound.
After about half a minute of silence, Oufu changed his kind face and said in a gentle tone:
"The monster just now is just the 'sorrow' that exists deep in our hearts. It may be real, but more from our hearts.
"When you fear the future, the dark, terrible, hateful, fear, chaos, disgust, distorted, manic 'monsters' will quietly form around you. They are the concreteness of everyone's hearts, and once the brilliance of the holy light comes, they will be burned by the power of 'reason' and eventually turn into a ball of ashes in the flames."
"Ash?" A memory full of corruption, festering and blood-red flashed through the mind of "Feng Mine", and murmured softly, his eyes fixed on O'Nuf on the platform, and the space around him began to twist for a brief moment.
Originally, the pastor was wearing a robe with a holiness style, embroidered with golden threads on the edges, and a white dome hat that represents supreme purity and sublime can further highlight his sense of sacredness that is scattered outward.
The cross with a clean chest and the scepter in his hand gave him the breath of God. A long black beard with vicissitudes, a face covered with small scars but solemnity gave him the majesty that the Creator had descended.
But in just a few seconds, these holy things turned into demonic images holding sharp swords in the eyes of "Feng Mine", with red and black wings, covered with blood and scales, and a lizard-like tail.
This sinister, fantastic, extraordinary, absurd and weird scene change pressed on his soul like a huge rock. At this moment, he felt like he was in a polluted place ruled by festering purple-red objects on the ground where the moon was approaching.
Gradually, he felt the oxygen around him dry up, like a devil hiding in the darkness stretching out his transparent tentacles to hold his throat. It was not until a thunderous roar came that he was freed from this temporary nightmare!
"Relax, brother 'Feng Mine'." "Future" whispered while gently patting his back:
"You also know that this pastor is not a complete human being. He is like us, but he is accorded to the powers of the Federation. Now is the moment when the Federal Council needs to calm people and try to restore order, and he needs to manipulate the human heart through some half-true guidance."
"Hu, I know, I just saw... I saw some things from the past." "Feng Mine" tried hard to restrain the feeling of hypoxia and control the respiratory frequency.
"Wait and wait, and Gnazi said that the purpose of the Patriarch coming here is to take a good start in Xinfeng Town, take the lead in completing the church reconstruction work, and set it as a benchmark for the Federal Iceland Province, with symbolic significance greater than actual significance. Even if his 'temptation' power is hurting our bodies, we cannot leave now." "The Future" reminded.
"I know." "Feng Mine" barely smiled.
Just as the two turned their gaze back to the podium, Oufu held up the scepter with his right hand, clenched his fists twice with his left hand, and made a splashing move around him.
Immediately afterwards, all the candles on both sides of the temple hall were lit, emitting a gentle red flame.
"I know, the Lord knows, the God knows, and the Creator of the Universe knows. The 'Innocent Virus' is a test given to mankind by God. People who are afraid, cowardly, evil, selfish, incompetent, short-sighted, and those who fall into desire will melt into the long, cold night.
"We who are still given the right to life until now are the candidates destined by God to create a more glorious era. Let us pray with our heart..." Ou Nufu closed his eyes and recited loudly:
"The Creator who created all things, fell asleep, and escaped into the dark and deep sea, guided light and "reason" into our hearts. I will stick to the long night with a calm mind, a firm will, a sincere attitude, and a cautious word, waiting for the arrival of the day.
"I will redeeate myself and find a way out of pain and hardship. I will shape my heart with ‘love’ and ‘persistence’; inspire with ‘dedication’ and ‘understanding’; balance the future with ‘order’ and ‘adventure’; face danger with ‘praying’ and ‘guarding’. May God point the way forward with us, and may the ‘persistence’ and ‘dedication’ be rewarded.
"Pray with this as your heart!"
Chapter completed!