The seat is a gray-haired old man. He is tall and has an irresistible majesty all over his body.
From his vicissitudes of life, you can see at a glance that this is an old man who has experienced countless hardships.
The sense of justice that he exuded moved everyone.
There was once a very strange race in the heavens.
This race looks roughly similar to humans.
But in the middle of the forehead, there is an erect eye.
It is called the Three-eyed alien race.
The three-eyed alien race is born with talents that are difficult for ordinary people to reach.
This talent allows them to better listen to the voice of the God of Light.
It can bring them closer to the Holy Light and receive blessings from the God of Light.
But it is such a strange race that is not the love of the people in the heavens.
Instead, it aroused the dissatisfaction of the Holy Church and the jealousy of a generation of popes.
And was demoted to an alien.
This is a race with many disasters. For countless years, in the heavens, they can only live in the dirtiest and darkest corners.
He has been oppressed and massacred by the Holy Church for a long time.
In people's eyes, the three-eyed alien race is cockroaches and pests.
All were blinded only because of the pope's jealousy.
Three thousand years ago, when the Three-eyed alien race was about to become completely extinct after countless generations of unequal treatment.
A great leader who crossed the ages appeared.
This person lives in a slum that no one has ever visited and relies on his unremitting efforts.
By liberating the three-eyed alien race and winning the responsibility of the world's respect, he resolutely picked up his weapons and fought back.
He recruited one of the few three-eyed alien compatriots at an extremely fast speed, and was driven away by the Holy Church like an evil dog.
This is a war for dignity and equality and freedom.
The flames of war burned for three hundred years.
People gradually saw the facts clearly and understood that the Three-eyed alien race was not as unbearable as the Holy Church promoted.
One day, this great leader completely conquered the Holy Church.
When he sent the pope to the guillotine, he stopped the butcher knife in his hand.
Not only did he not kill the pope, but he knelt down to all the people in the heavenly realm with tears on his face.
Three hundred years of war brought irreparable pain and disasters to the entire heaven.
When the leader expresses his ideals and his desire for freedom with deep affection.
Everyone couldn't help but be moved.
A ray of holy light landed from the sky, covering the leader.
All the people crawled and knelt down.
The old pope finally woke up and couldn't get up. He burst into tears.
On this day, the leader gave up everything he had obtained in exchange for the freedom and liberation of the Three-eyed alien race.
It has won the respect of all people in the heavenly realm, including the entire Holy Church.
In order to repent his sins, the old pope knelt on the guillotine for three days and three nights to pray for the forgiveness of the God of Light.
He also appointed this person as a high-ranking priest in red, and was posthumously named "Redener".
This day was recorded in history and became a "Liberation Day".
This person is the celestial realm and the holy church, and is called the greatest redeemer of all generations.
He was followed by millions of people and was named the spiritual leader in his heart by the Holy Knights.
He was regarded as the only true savior in history by the people of heaven.
The status is second only to the Pope.
The peak of the eighth stage sixth stage, the high priest in red, Xingyu Rosedchar.
He is the 3,600-year-old man in front of him.
Below is a middle-aged man with a lightning look and a firm face.
Han Ming would be surprised if he saw this person. This person was the Heavenly Realm who was arrested by the Dark Church and escorted to the headquarters.
At this time, the middle-aged man was holding the scroll in his hand and was watching the text on it.
"Rachel, have you really figured it out?"
Xingyu asked.
The middle-aged man burned the scroll after reading it and nodded resolutely: "I figured it out."
Xingyu sighed: "Only you and I know about this.
It is not my wish to let you bear such a heavy burden alone.
But the sacred Holy Church at this time is no longer the same as before.
Do you know what it means when you take my secret order?”
The middle-aged man nodded and said, "I know."
The old man Xingyu's eyes suddenly emitted an incomparable light and shouted, "From now on, you will no longer be yourself, but a sinner from the Holy Church.
From then on, the Holy Church will no longer have your place to stand.
The Asian Demon Realm will also do its best to chase you.
You, Rachel, will no longer be the senior judge of the eighth-stage sixth-stage high-level judge.
When the plan fails and you are captured, I will not recognize your identity.
You will be written into history as a sinner forever.
Will you not regret all this?"
The middle-aged man took a deep breath and said resolutely: "There will always be someone who wants to stand up.
Three thousand years ago, you stood up.
Three thousand years later, what fear will I have?
As a believer of light, I am willing to devote myself to the God of light.
Even if I bear the eternal infamy, I will never hesitate.”
Old man Xingyu walked slowly down and patted the middle-aged man twice on the shoulder.
"The God of Light will not ignore your merits.
You are the most trusted and most capable subordinate I have.
I hope you don’t let me down.
go……"
The middle-aged man knelt on one knee, gave a standard knight's greeting to the old man Xingyu, and turned around and left.
Old man Xingyu fell to the chair and seemed to have grown a few hundred years old in an instant.
"May the God of Light mercy on the world..."
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When he returned to his residence, Han Ming whispered: "You're done, implement the plan immediately!"
Han Shuang nodded slightly, looked around at the door for a while, and made a safe gesture.
Han Ming nodded and walked out of the room with Han Shuang quickly.
In another corridor room.
The high-class white-clothed priest sat on the edge of the bed with a gloomy face, looking at the cage tied to the head of the bed by a black iron chain.
There was a decayed Mr. Zhaza inside.
"For you and that kid, I was scolded by the high priest in red.
I will calculate this account on you and that kid, and I will calculate it one by one!!"
Mr. Zhazha raised his head weakly and sneered at the high-end white-clothed priest.
"What are you laughing at!! Damn old guy!!"
The higher white-clothed sacrificial sacrificial raged.
Mr. Zhazha no longer responded.
His limbs were obviously broken, and he was stitched on his body by rough twine, shaking, as if he would fall off at any time.
A soft knock on the door came from outside.
The other two white-clothed high-priests in the room who followed the high-class white-clothed priests immediately stepped forward and gently opened a gap.
Seeing that standing outside was the undead summoner who was full of popularity at the celebration banquet, Elder Marshall.
"Can you talk to the high-ranking priests in white clothes?" Han Ming smiled.
The two high priests in white frowned and opened the door.
Han Ming walked in and saw Mr. Zhazha imprisoned in the cage at first glance.
The fists were clenched and then loosened.
The higher white-clothed priest saw that the visitor was Elder Marshall, and immediately smiled.
"Isn't this Elder Marshall? Is there something to do with me?"
Han Shuang calmly came behind the two high priests in white.
Han Ming smiled, wiped off the outfit on his face, and said in a silence: "The higher-class white-clothed priest is really forgetful.
How long has it been since I forgot me?"
When the high-class white-clothed priest saw Han Ming's lineup, he was shocked and took several steps back: "It's... it's you!!!
The timid little thief actually pretended to be a necromancer and mixed into the third level, which was really destined to be dead.
Haha, hahahahahaha!! God helps me too!!
It's good, it's good!
Take it for me!!”
The enemy was particularly jealous when they met, and they had already started to fight against Han Ming as they spoke.
Han Ming shook his body slightly, and two streams of ice and fire squirmed at the faces of the higher white-clothed priests.
Han Shuang was already ready and snapped her fingers gently.
Before the two high priests in white clothes could move, they felt their bodies trembled and numb.
I don’t know when, my body was covered with dense insects.
The two high priests in white were frightened and immediately transformed, but they were still much slower to move.
Han Shuang sighed slightly, and her strength has finally declined too much, otherwise.
These two people are probably dead.
Even so, the hand movements did not stop at all.
The feet rolled, and two giant black petals opened their bloody mouths.
He swallowed the two high priests in white and dragged them into the depths of the ground.
Han Shuang has already done it here.
On the other side, Han Ming fought his body to break his body and bombarded the high-class white-clothed priest flying out.
He broke through three walls in a row, attracting the alertness of the guards outside.
"quick!!"
Han Ming's hand was burning with ice and fire, mainly attacking the huge lock of the black iron cage.
"Boy Han is you? Are you really crazy? You dare to come to the third floor!!"
Mr. Zhazha was so moved that he was extremely moved when he saw Han Ming's face.
The dead face regained its glory.
Han Ming smiled and said, "Godslaughter, I said I will save you."
Han Shuang, it’s almost done, start.”
Han Shuang smiled slightly, bent down gently, and pressed her hands against the ground.
A large number of guards rushed over from outside.
In the cell on the other side, Lolita's silver teeth were clenched.
"No god will forgive suicide..."
Han Ming's words kept echoing in her mind.
When he heard the huge movement outside, Lolita stomped his feet and pushed the prison door open.
The huge lock that had been burned by Han Ming fell to the ground.
Lolita endured the pain and broke free from the iron chain that penetrated the collarbone, running wildly with barefoots.
He was surprised to find that all the guards who were in charge of taking care of themselves along the way fell to the ground and slept soundly.
There is a strange plant wrapped around everyone's feet.
There were a few small flowers blooming at the top of the plant, and the flowers opened their mouths and sang: "Sleep...Sleep...Sleep..."
Lolita felt a trembling heart when she heard this sound.
He quickly shook his head, sobered up, and ran wildly.
On the other side, thousands of guards arrived in a blink of an eye and suddenly burst into ruins.
Countless black auras approached the place where Han Ming was.
"put!"
Han Ming shouted loudly, and tens of thousands of colorful butterflies burst out.
"It's open!!"
The lock was finally burned.
Han Ming carried Mr. Zhazha out of the black iron cage, pressed his left hand against Mr. Zhazha's back to help him treat his injuries.
A few loud shouts came not far away, and several eight-stage masters under the commander of the Bernham Legion had already arrived after hearing the news.
"He is going to run away!"
Han Shuang screamed in shock.
The high-class white-clothed priest obviously knew that Han Ming's strength was no longer something he could resist.
Taking advantage of the chaos, he suddenly got into the crowd.
"Save me!! The leader of the Legion saved me!!"
Han Ming looked at the back of the high-ranking white-clothed priest, and his hatred was almost broken.