only god

Chapter 130 The Queen's Plan

After sending Nuo En and his party away, the deep night fell on the abandoned temple unknowingly.

Facing the silent darkness, the old priest sat at the door of the abandoned temple, fiddled with the herbs in his hand, as if waiting for something.

After a long time, a sneaky figure came to the door of the abandoned temple through the messy shanty town.

The old priest got up hurriedly, looked into the abandoned temple and walked.

After looking around, the figure followed.

Walking into the abandoned temple, the man took off his hood, and the old priest looked at the familiar woman by the moonlight.

"Queen Isis..."

Queen Isis raised her face, stared at the old priest, and sneered,

"Uncle, you have to help me this time."

There is no doubt that the old priest has a lot to do with Queen Isis.

Queen Isis' father was the high priest of the Great Temple, and the old priest was his younger brother. Back then, in an accident, he indirectly killed Queen Isis' father.

For this reason, he blamed himself, left the Great Temple, took off the robe that symbolized the priest of the Great Temple, and came to this abandoned temple.

"Yes, I will help. In the name of God, I owe your father too much."

The old priest muttered in a daze,
"What do you want me to do, Queen Isis."

"It's related to my husband and his male pet Essia."

Queen Isis said lightly.

The old priest looked surprised, and he asked aloud:
"Isis, what do you want to do to them? God..."

Queen Isis ignored his exclamation, but explained coldly:

"My mad king, his son is sick, very sick, and I hope he never gets sick again."

"You, are you going to poison?"

asked the old priest in surprise.

"Is this abnormal? Among the noble ministers, how many people want to get rid of Essia?"

Queen Isis asked back.

"But what exactly do you want to do, you don't have to find me, you can tell your maid..."

"No, I cannot leave traces."

Before the old priest finished speaking, Queen Isis interrupted:
"I learned the grace bestowed by the cursed god from a mysterious druid, and I need your assistance."

"What do you want to do?"

"It's very simple, I will find someone to pretend to be a witch, then cure some patients, and finally go to 'cure' Essia.

And the identity of this witch requires you, an old priest, to endorse me. "

Queen Isis stared at the old priest and said,
"Essia will live a comfortable life for a few days, and then the witch will take advantage of this time to leave the palace. In this way, my husband's male favorite will die of illness without anyone noticing."

When the old priest heard Queen Isis's words, his heart shivered. Not only did this woman who had already given birth not have any maternal tenderness, but she exuded a vicious chill.

"I wish you had prophesied, Queen Isis."

The old priest murmured.

Seeing this, Queen Isis knew that her uncle had agreed to her request.

"I don't want this either, uncle, my king is obsessed with men, and my maid heard that Uldun told Essia several times that he would give him the queen's seat.

I know those love words cannot be taken seriously, but this has offended my dignity and the authority of the marriage god.To preserve my marriage, I believe the gods will forgive me for what I have done. "

The old priest nodded slightly, cold sweat broke out on his body at the moment.

Queen Isis smiled, and she took something out of her bosom.

"This is a present for you, my uncle."

The old priest took a closer look. In the hands of Queen Isis, there was a scroll that was made of parchment and slightly yellowed.

"what is this…"

The old priest took the scroll and asked.

"Open it and have a look, uncle, you will definitely be satisfied."

After the old priest heard it, he stretched out his hand and gently pulled the scroll apart.

"at first,
Heaven and earth are parted from darkness.

then…

God came to an age when everything in the world had no name..."

When he read this, the old priest was stunned, his hand holding the scroll trembled involuntarily,

"This is, this is...the history book of the Logos?! Lord, Lord..."

He quickly skimmed the above content in great shock. Judging from his rich knowledge, this is undoubtedly the history book of the Logos people in ancient times.

"How did you get it, how did you get it..."

The old priest looked at Queen Isis in disbelief. He had learned part of the history books from the few words of the previous generation of priests, but he never imagined that one day, a complete "Book of Kings and Prophets" would appear in his before.

"That's a secret, my uncle. You just need to know that I'm not ordinary."

Queen Isis, who was born with a vision, laughed.

Staring at the "Book of Kings and Prophets" in his hand, the old priest couldn't help crying, his faith trembled slightly, shaking his old heart.

"Queen Isis, I promise you, I swear in the name of God, I promise you."

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God's dream.

The archangels gathered and whispered about who would pass the test.

This time, the eight archangels let eight mortals start the trial respectively, and many of them didn't even know that he was already in the trial.

Those who start the trial, each will have a dream in which a mural of a god and a prophet will appear.

The archangels cannot observe the outside world, they can only sense the movements of those people through trials, and at the same time know the appearance and names of those people.

They gathered here, shared their own testers, and discussed who would pass the test.

"Believe me, angels, my Baird, he is extremely handsome, brave and resourceful, he will definitely pass the test, and even become a great hero."

Silas faced all the archangels and said braggingly.

The trials of angels are all randomly selected, regardless of rich or poor, high or low, young or old, and Silas seems to be very lucky this time.

Then, all the archangels looked at Soramus, who was the leader of the archangels.

Soramus then said:

"My tester, named Norn, is different from Siles, he is weak, but a stone slave, although as the head of the archangel, but this time, perhaps my luck has always been the most powerful among us. Poor."

It was evident that Solamus had little hope for the boy named Norn.

Seeing this, all the archangels comforted Soramus, even if he could not succeed this time, one day, the tester he selected would pass the test.

Coincidentally, Soramus was the first to propose the trials of angels, but among the eight archangels, only his testers never passed the trials.

Soramus once confided in God about this.

And God just said:
"Solamus,
Maybe you just need to wait a little, for the days to fill you up. "

(End of this chapter)