Extraordinary Voyage

2020-11-02

Chapter 153 Holy Lance Durandal

Under the ominous thick blood.

In the most prosperous city center of “New York Harbor”, stands a gorgeous cathedral. Based on white marble, the towering spires and exquisite columns are decorated with tens of thousands of famous sculptures, which are extremely luxurious and noble, yet majestic.

Even this church is named after this church, which has not been around for a long time. It is conceivable how influential this church, which was established before the harbor, is here!

But at this moment, the solemn and solemn Newyn cathedral in the past unexpectedly shouted in panic from under the beautifully-shaped towering spire:

“Quick! Quick! Quick. Start the spell!”

In the rotunda surrounded by mythological murals, a group of at least hundreds of clergymen wearing black robes held a black pig iron cross with an anchor point at the bottom. A perfect circle stands around the raised dome in the center of the hall.

Everyone was praying silently, silently.

Suddenly I heard the shouts of the middle-aged priest who broke into the door. The black robe priests who had been prepared for a long time seemed to have a good understanding of each other. They didn’t need any words, and they all began to recite the holy words of Goddess!

The timbres of everyone having nothing common with each other are now merged into one, the same voice, this low hum with some mysterious power is constantly amplified by the circular dome, echo, increase.

At the top of the spire of the building, on a tall black iron cross, the aura of milk-white gradually began to overflow. As the chants of the priests continued, the aura of milk-white became more and more Intense, and then spread out instantly like water waves.

It gradually spreads throughout the city

[divine technique ·Silence and sleep! ]

As the “Ghost Ship” and the “Dead Soul Box” and “Murderer” on it were all blown up and destroyed, the “Rampant” who caused the turmoil has all lost all sources of power. .

The “beyers” that have not been distorted fell down on the spot, not knowing their life and death, while those that had been distorted directly turned into blood mist and disappeared completely into the air.

Soon, only the citizens of the city who have escaped the catastrophe and are left in shock are left to hide in their homes shiver coldly, and a few more courageous ones stick one’s head around to look for, cautiously checking the movement on the street .

When the ripples of the milk-white divine technique released by the cathedral swept across, the citizens who were awakened by the large-scale turmoil at night regained a heavy sleepiness, and the ordinary person fell directly to the ground without even the slightest resistance. fell asleep.

Put bang bang

In the city, the sound of falling to the ground is one, and no one cares whether they will catch a cold when they fall asleep tomorrow, or whether they will wake up.

Because the real disaster has come.

Gods are not to be looked at directly!

This is the first taboo that every transcender is told after stepping into the supernatural.

The concept information carried by the personality, mysterious degree and gods themselves, if they are unintentionally leaked, can instantly overwhelm the fragile mind and soul of a human being, and will be “contaminated” from the mind to the body.

This is also why the church, seeing the situation irreversibly bad, immediately put all the citizens to sleep.

Although the method is simple and crude, at this time it is very effective.

“Your Excellency Bishop?” After the dive technique took effect, the middle-aged priest sighed slightly in relief standing at the door, and bowed to a thin old man standing outside the door to ask for instructions.

In this world, the ranks of the clergy in both the Orthodox Church and the Evil God Cult are roughly the same.

Pope (also known as Patriarch, usually fourth rank peak), bishop (usually third rank, Archbishop level equivalent to fourth rank extraordinary), Dean (usually Second Rank officially extraordinary, Major Sect Long third rank), priority (equivalent to First Rank apprentice).

Their way is called “the clergy”!

Because of being attached to gods, this path is safe, stable and powerful. As long as there is no problem with the gods who are almost eternal, they will always hold the thickest thighs in this world.

But the identity of the so-called “clergy” is difficult to be recognized by the transcenders.

In the final analysis, everything they have comes from the grace of God, and their mortal nature has never changed. If one day they lose the favor of Spiritual God, everything they once had will be lost in an instant, even if they were once The venerable Pope will also fall into the dust.

However, despite this, the bishop who appeared at the door at this time was already an upper-level force in the church, and even if he repeated several times, there were not many churches in the entire Phalatis Kingdom.

“The situation has not deteriorated to the most serious level, and what came out is really just a projection.”

He also didn’t dare to look up at the sky, he just used some kind of Goddess divine power. The old bishop Benedict, who used the detection spell to observe the movements of Evil God, saw the reality of the “Evil God”, and his tense nerves loosened slightly.

“Please bring out the holy spear, Durandal!”

Upon hearing the old bishop’s order, the priests gathered under the dome seemed to have the backbone, and they were busy with their respective duties. stand up.

“Oh he he he, that’s what freedom tastes like! Aha, betrayal, jealousy, grief, despair! What a wonderful emotion, the best seasoning for a gorgeous opera! “

In the aria of common origins from “Dead Soul Box”, Evil God Purcell, dressed as an opera singer, dances in midair, without the majesty of a god that mortals imagine.

“Ah! sorry folks. I’m so happy I didn’t notice so many people came to greet me! Oh he he he”

It seems like I just noticed The three remaining warships on the sea and the Legendary battleship “Steam Fortress”, he bowed to all directions very exaggeratedly and apologized, as if there were really full audiences around him.

“Aha! And this city, the noisy crowd, the prosperous land is just the stage I need!”

But no matter how exaggerated His actions are, no one will can see.

Because as early as when they heard the crisp sound of the seal breaking, under the command of the commander, everyone had already lowered their heads and closed their eyes, lying on the ground for fear of seeing the horror that could not be seen directly. .

The only one on the scene who dared to detect Evil God Purcell by some means was probably Princeton, who was the third rank upper wizard.

If it is the fallen god of opera, he will definitely run as far as he can, but it is just a trifling projection. As long as it does not reveal a mythological form, it will not make him useless.

“Sure enough, although the seal was temporarily unsealed, it was weakened layer by layer in the early stage. Even if the power accumulated by the ‘killer’ in seven days is added to the blood sacrifice, Wacker Wells can only let him It transmits limited power.”

Standing on the bow of the steel giant, Princeton’s posture is still straight, as if even the gods can’t make him bend over. unperturbed, and even in the mood to judge Evil God projection.

After bowing to all sides, Evil God didn’t care about the “cold” audience, each minding their own business aria:

“To thank you all for joining this great event. Repertoire, please allow me to personally call the curtain for you all!

The curtain call is the one-man opera “Poem of Death”!”

“Ah—!

History Looking at me,

Let me tell you,

What I didn’t know when I was young:

You can’t control

Who lives and who dies, who will tell your story.

”

The chanting sound clearly entered the ears of the sailors, still the same grandiosity as an opera performer The tone, but the emotion of the performer is added to it, which belongs to the emotion of the gods!

Furious, gloomy, tyranny, and bloodthirsty

Each character is like a ghost crawling out of the abyss of hell, dragging the listeners’ souls to hell little by little.

The chant covered the Sea Territory and spread farther in the direction of Newern Harbor. Whatever the effect of this lyric, if left unchecked, “Newham” will soon be a dead city!

“Close your ears, don’t listen!”

The fleet commander closed his eyes and covered his ears, shouting desperately, this kind of attack by the gods, even if it was just a projection It is far from what an ordinary person or even a low-level transcender can afford.

But his reminders were of no help to the sailors’ situation. How could the attack of the gods be so easily resisted?

“Ah—”

Bang!

The commander’s tone barely fell, and a sailor on the deck suddenly shot through his head.

“Ah! My eyes!” Someone else stretched out their hands like a demonic barrier and dug out their own eyes, before realizing it later, hugging their heads and wailing.

Some people tried to pierce their eardrums with sharp daggers, but they used too much force to pierce their brains!

At this time, even Princeton couldn’t keep calm, slightly frowned looked towards the direction of the city: “Why hasn’t the church moved?”

As if responding to his thoughts.

At this time, in the center of the city in the direction of the port, a pure and holy white rays of light suddenly lit up!

ps: From the musical “Hamilton”

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