It was dawn now, and darkness still enveloped the earth.
The huge and majestic imperial city walls were still so clear-cut in the darkness. The city was still sleeping at night, and only occasionally the heavily armed soldiers from the public security station walked through the streets amidst the sound of the owl's leather boots.
Only then will it make a little sound.
In addition, except for the imperial palace located in the center of the imperial capital, there are rare lights in the huge imperial capital.
Of course, there are exceptions.
Mirroring the towering white tower in the palace is the tall tower of the magic union headquarters located in the west of the imperial capital city. The light of magic burns all year round.
Of course... there is also the Temple of Light in the east of the imperial capital city!
The majestic temple, in terms of scale, is the smallest of the three major buildings in the imperial capital. It does not occupy a large area of land like the imperial palace, and it does not even have the amazing appearance that the Magic Guild has after generations of repairs.
The overall building is in the shape of an exquisite six-pointed star.
However, standing under the temple, looking at the dozens of tall steps, the outline of the temple is full of solemnity in the night. It is a kind of solemnity left after years of tempering that makes people look up.
!
Tradition! Under the Temple of Light, people feel the sense of oppression brought by "tradition"!
This is a square-shaped hall. The reason why the square shape is used means that the temple upholds the principles of standing up as the spokesperson of the gods in the world: justice!
Although the word "justice" may not be accurate, in other words, many people have questioned this so-called "justice" for thousands of years. But... those voices have long since disappeared, or have finally become silent.
Because... although the Temple of Light does not have the white tower in the palace that has been left since the Aragorn era, nor does it have the magic tower where the magic light burns all the year round... But... in front of the main hall of the Temple of Light, there are dozens of steps
Underneath, there is another building that symbolizes this kind of "justice"!
Burning at the stake!!
This seems to be just a very ordinary large stone pillar, because it has withstood the flames of punishment countless times over the millennium. The color of the stone pillar is black. In addition to looking wider than ordinary pillars, this pillar does not seem to have any
What an eye-catching place.
But standing under this pillar, you seem to be able to feel the heavy oppression in your heart!
In the Temple of Light, among the pillars of the main hall, there was a faint light of torches. But the burning pillar outside the temple stood so quietly in the darkness, and the traces of fireworks on it seemed to be a kind of
The silent talk tells about the tradition of the temple, the solemnity of the temple... and the cruelty of the temple!!
There was silence all around, and under the distant temple, there were only a few holy knights on duty, wearing full armor, standing under the main hall. The night shrouded them, making them look like sculptures, except for that one
A pair of solemn eyes.
But at this moment, there was a black figure standing under the stake.
The black robe that covered his whole body seemed to keep him hidden in the darkness at all times. Only the gaze revealed under the tall cloak made him look a little more lively.
This man just looked at the burning pillar in front of him quietly, looking at the traces of countless fireworks burning on it for thousands of years. There was actually a hint of sadness in his eyes...
After a long time, a long sigh finally broke the silence.
"Now I finally understand what the temple's so-called 'justice' relies on to maintain." The man's voice was very soft. Very low, with a hint of sadness in his tone: "It relies on this pillar because anyone who questions the temple's 'justice'
'All the people who raised questions were burned to death! All the voices of doubt were burned to death."
This voice seemed to be whispering quietly to himself, and also seemed to be a mocking statement.
Just when the man finished saying this, an old voice came from behind him: "Have you been standing here all night?"
The voice fell. Behind the man shrouded in black robes, about ten steps away, an old man in white robes seemed to suddenly step out of the darkness.
The old face was covered with deep wrinkles like carvings with knives and axes, and the complexion seemed very pale, so pale that it was almost weak. But there was an indescribable tranquility flowing in those eyes.
"Yes, sir. I have been here all night." The man in black standing under the stake seemed to smile: "I think you must have felt it."
"Everything has been doomed for a long time." The old man in white robe slowly took a few steps, his steps were staggering and heavy, but his voice was so calm and calm: "I think you should understand this better than me."
Finally, the man in black turned around and looked at the old man with a hint of sadness in his eyes. The eyes of the two people seemed to have been intertwined in the black. Finally, the man in black took a step back and looked slightly.
He bowed and saluted: "Yes, Your Holiness, I understand."
The old man in white robes, the current pope of the Temple of Light in Roland Continent, the spiritual leader of Roland Continent, Paul XVI, looks much weaker than the last time he appeared. Even his voice seems to be a little out of breath:
"The Sphinx is dead. I thought you would have something to say to me."
"Should I say something?" The man in black raised his chin slightly. This action caused the light in the distance to vaguely shine on his face, revealing the traces of his chin, and the outline of his face looked very soft.
, there was sadness in the voice, as if it was another kind of chant: "God said, 'Don't be afraid, don't be suspicious, don't be confused. Because everything has been predestined. Everything is under the gaze of God's eyes.', so, the Pope
Your Majesty, I have nothing to say."
Paul XVI finally showed a hint of surprise. He pondered for a moment: "Opodis, although... all descending angels come to the world with the will of the goddess. But I hope you understand... In the human world
, I am the master of the church! I am the only spokesperson of the goddess in the world! If there is a voice different from mine in the temple, then no matter who it is, they are violating the will of the goddess! Including you angels!"
Opdys, the man in black, had a faint smile on his lips and bent down again. This time his attitude was more respectful: "As you wish, Your Majesty."
"Very good." Paul XVI nodded, seemingly satisfied: "The Sphinx is dead...but nothing surprises us. Just like what you just said, 'Everything is already doomed, everything is destined.
In the gaze of God's eyes. It's just the death of an angel. I don't hope you will do anything that will dissatisfy me! I hope you understand that our biggest enemy is in the north rather than the west! I was originally
I disagree with this action, but because of your strong advocacy, I approved your suggestion. Now it seems that your suggestion is a mistake."
Opdys was smiling, and even when he was smiling, his sad eyes remained unchanged: "Your Majesty, I also ask you to remember that I came to the world with the Sphinx and the others, and came to this world.
This world is filled with filth and ugliness, just to fulfill the will of the goddess!"
As he spoke, he suddenly raised his arms and said quietly: "All descending angels will fully assist you and help you repel those northern aliens who will invade the mainland in the future!! But don't forget it either.
The second will of the goddess..."
His hands suddenly transformed into a ball of fire, and in the night, it quickly shot onto the burning stake behind him! With a bang, the towering burning stake immediately burst into flames! Under the soaring flames, the ancient
The pillar seemed to reveal its ferocious true nature. Under the blazing flames, the firelight stretched the shadow of Opdis on the ground...
"...The goddess has a second will: to erase a person who should not be in this world from this world! Personally, I am looking forward to that one day in the future, that person will be burned by the flames under this pillar.
Time, place and scene.”
The Pope was silent for a long time. He looked at Opdis in front of him and the angel who had descended. The old Pope sighed in his heart.
Finally, he nodded: "God has mercy on the world."
Oupidis was smiling: "Yes, God has mercy on the world!"
northwest.
When the first ray of morning light fell from the clouds, the entire city of Gilliat woke up from its deep sleep.
The soldiers on the city wall blew the horns, and the defenders immediately began to gather. The soldiers began morning drills and day-long training.
In the production base in the city, groups of slaves also lined up from the barracks. Under the supervision of the supervising soldiers, they began to have breakfast waiting for a day's work.
Gandolf yawned and walked out of the room. Although his green robe looked a little dirty, the old guy refused to change into other colors of clothes, especially white!
This remote courtyard in the abandoned former governor's palace is currently used by Gandolf alone. No one is allowed to approach it without Gandolf's approval.
The first thing Gandolf did after he got up was to walk to a nearby house. The doors and windows in the room had been installed with strong iron bars.
Around the corner, there are several magic crystal stones placed in a special order.
As soon as the door was opened, a roar came from inside, and then a disheveled figure rushed out! He opened his arms, as if he was going to attack Gandolf. But as soon as he ran to the door, the magic crystals in the surrounding corners immediately
A ray of light came out, and the light instantly enveloped the entire house!
The figure who rushed out was hit by the magical light, and immediately screamed and stumbled back.
Gandolf looked indifferent, looked at the guy on the ground holding his head and screaming, and sighed: "Okay, Sebastian, it's time to eat. I hope you can learn some basic courtesy tomorrow morning
!Understand? You are a human being, not a beast!"
On the ground, the man with his head in his arms gradually stopped screaming, gasping for air, and looked at Gandalf who walked in with vigilant eyes. He lay on the ground, retreating bit by bit, as if
He was guarding Gandalf like a wild beast.
Gandolf indifferently placed a food plate in front of him.
Sebastian seemed to hesitate for a moment, trying to reach out his hand to grab the food on the plate, but as soon as he reached out, Gandolf's face darkened, and he stretched out a fingertip, and a ray of fire shot over, and the flames
The flames burned Sebastian's hand, causing him to scream in pain and retreat.
Fortunately, due to Sebastian's special constitution, the burns on his hands quickly returned to normal.
"Have you forgotten what I taught you?" Gandolf stood in front of Sebastian, his face as grave as water: "Someone brings you something, what should you do?"
Sebastian's eyes seemed a little dazed, but finally, after a while, he seemed to understand something, his lips trembled a few times, and finally, it seemed as if a character with an extremely weird and difficult sound was squeezed out of his throat.
Although the voice sounds like a baby learning human language for the first time, it is still speaking human language after all!
"Thank you... thank you."
Hearing this difficult voice, Gandolf showed a sincere smile on his face, and then pushed the food plate in front of Sebastian.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...
At this moment, there was a round of applause from the door behind you!
Gandolf looked back and saw a face that was half-smiling but not smiling. This guy was standing at the door, clapping his hands hard and saying with a smile: "Okay! I didn't expect that during the time I left, you actually taught me
The major general has spoken!"
"I'm not a nanny." Gandolf muttered, and then his face showed a bit of displeasure: "It's you! You've been gone for more than a month! Damn boy, where have you gone!"
Du Wei chuckled, his smile a little tired: "Okay! I'm back now! And... you will never think of what treasures I brought you this time! And... there's more than one.