One of the holy places of the True Sect, Silver Cana built a city because of the silver blood flowing in Saint Vinacana in order to save the holy capital.

It was also because of the ninth saint Bashir Hassan, who pursued knowledge until his death, died of illness in his later years and was buried here by him as a "city of knowledge." It is a place for all gods in the world to study.

There are many overlaps between the holy lands of the True Sect and the Holy Land of the Giant King Sect, and there are countless people who are both holy lands of the two religions. However, at present, only Silver Cana is located at the junction of the entire True Sect and the Giant King World, above the needle tip and the wheat ray.

The illusory and fuzzy world appears in front of you in an instant.

Chen Yin stood on the city wall and saw the pagan dwarf iron cannon. The black gunpowder in the medicine pool ignited in an instant. The rich choking smoke exploded. The huge heavy iron ball thunder roared the city wall, and the terrifying loud banged the brain and was about to knock out the brain.

Then Chen Yin saw Christopher leaning over to avoid gravel. He dragged the soldiers falling from the city wall and murmured the verses of Mass in his mouth, because they might be about to die in the next second. He was almost hit by the high-fire arrow several times.

In front of the statues of the Saint Silver Cathedral, nearly a hundred candles were swaying and trembling in the stone bowl. The candlelight was about to be extinguished, and it rekindled several times along the subtle white smoke.

This building will collapse into the holy land of the true religion.

This is Christopher's memory.

Chen Yin jumped gently from the city wall, crossed the scarred soldiers, crossed the displaced residents, crossed the discrete and weeping children, and went straight to the St. Silver Cathedral. The tall and majestic arches and colorful rose windows record the withering of religious stories... The sacred and solemn touch taught people to lower their heads when they stepped on the first white steps and gave the gods the highest respect.

Chen Yin, with excitement to reveal the truth, walked quickly to the arch, and gently stretched his fingers towards the closed door.

The picture was broken instantly.

Chen Yin was stunned on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yin felt his consciousness rise suddenly, his mind hurts sharply, and his consciousness escapes from the memory and suddenly crosses the two worlds. He sees Christopher's memory shattering and transforming, and at the same time, the crimson twin jellyfish in the center of the magic circle.

The picture starts to change after it breaks.

Chen Yin's consciousness was pulled back into the ceremony. Dark clouds cracked under the sky, and the dead pale rain poured down. The roar of the storm resounded in all directions, and hundreds of flashes of thunders were rippling.

He came to this declining and lonely city, a city where no one attended his funeral.

Chen Yin turned to see himself on a wide road covered with pebbles, and there was a majestic circular cathedral in front of him.

He instantly recalled Serena's "Old Past". The First Saints' Ring Cathedral, a huge cathedral with seven floors, the highest point is the bell tower, the innermost point is the residence of the former pope, the choir, the prayer room on the right, the bishop hall on the left, and the front hall and the star garden share the center. They are composed of three characters, and when viewed down, they are three characters in the circle, and three characters inside and outside.

The seventh floor of the church is a church hall with marble paved floor tiles and a star garden, a royal prayer hall, a scripture room, a pope palace, a pope prayer room, a holy relics showroom, and a great holy bell.

Such magnificent and complex architectural styles have been abandoned for nearly a thousand years, along with the ancient sacred capital.

Outside the quiet church, it was dilapidated, and the collapsed ruins could be seen everywhere, covered with moss, and heavy silence filled every gap.

Chen Yinyuan wanted to look around, but felt a sudden stubbornness in his mind.

Immediately afterwards, the church's spider-web-filled door slowly opened, and the creaking sound of invincible destruction was particularly harsh.

His body was messy and slender, and his barley robe was ragged. He lowered his head and his animal mouth was tightly closed. His tall and thin body was like an inverted pyramid, and his palms seemed to be dissolved in sulfuric acid, leaving only broken bones!

He was wearing a crimson gold ring on his finger.

The phantom of the jellyfish is looming.

"Answer me..." His ancient tone was weak.

It fell into my ears and exploded in an instant!

Crazy, sharp, tyrannical, and manic murmur came from nowhere, penetrating the entire cerebral cortex. Chen Yin felt the brain mass in his head rolling, and he bumped into it in panic.

"Lord, how much more suffering will you have to endure to be transcendent!"

The pain, the numbness and thorns make people crazy.

My brain was swelling, constantly swelling, and the blue veins were bulging one by one, and the pain stimulated every cell. At some point, Chen Yin felt it clearly, and his brain exploded...

Something surged out!

["Fraud, the most perfect fraud, the greatest fraud... I want to cheat the God of Death, I want to lie to the God of Death! I can even deceive death!"]

Hysterical laughter swept across the brain. Chen Yin kept getting goose bumps on his body as he listened to the unknown words.

Goosebumps turned into deep horror. He suddenly realized that he had begun to involuntarily immerse himself in that emotion, the crazy mood that attempted to deceive the god of death.

Dead soul!

The creature approached step by step, and the shadow cast by its tall body was as thin as iron. His lips opened and he wanted to ask questions again.

Answer him, answer him!

Chen Yin tried hard to rely on the little clarity left, and his palm pressed his swollen head.

His fingertips were trembling on their own, not obeying the orders, and his steps were slowly moving forward. Damn, he didn't want to move forward at all. Dead soul, Gu Yan's Dead soul was taking his body!

He must answer, and he cannot ask again!

Chen Yin raised his face and stared at the creature.

aloof...

Chen Yin tried hard to recall the end of the history corridor, and when he looked down on everything, the feeling of the three beings.

The only lesson that people learn from history is that people will not learn from history.

And the Lord does not need to absorb it.

Because it was there in the past, now, and forever!

Nauwushu!

"All the past is the future, all the future determines the present," Chen Yin pressed his forward knee, "This is both transcendent!"

The ancient saying goes to a few seconds of spirituality.

"Only by suffering all the sufferings of the past, present, and future can we be transcended!

This is what I said,

This is what the Lord said!”

Nauou.

I'm cheating you...

In the name of the Lord, I will deceive you!

As soon as the words finished, Chen Yin's ears, the painful and tortured murmurs gradually disappeared.

Suddenly, I felt the memories of the dead souls of the past and I was stripped away from myself, just like the lake was scraped off by a shovel. At the same time, Chen Yin felt the awakening from the soles of his feet to the ends of his scalp.

So much so that he returned to his calm contempt for the human creature.

This...is the old saying of the True Alan language, the so-called divinity.

The creature was stunned for a moment. After tens of seconds of silence, his lips were firm and his bones slowly pressed on his head.

He wailed in extreme pain, lost his humanity, and roared in filial piety like a beast!

"Ah!"

Only roaring filial piety,

Only a cry of pain.

Anger, helplessness, tyranny, and the desire under the beast... the whole world was trembling. It seemed as if endless pain filled the entire body of the non-human creature, every inch of skin, every piece of nail.

Under his wail, Chen Yin felt calm.

So much so that he opened his arms to welcome the heavy rain.

I see.

The ancient sayings of the True Alan language are born with divinity.

Therefore, in the name of God, related to God, will always be its direction, its sign of Tao, and its anchor point. Because this is true for faith.

During the storm, Chen Yin realized it.

The first step in "fraud".

Fake right name.

Even, under the name of God.

By God's will.
Chapter completed!