Steel Armour City

On the continent of othellon, all the creatures suddenly look up and anxiously look at the bright sun in the sky. Although the sun is bright, its brightness suddenly decreases. Ordinary creatures without much wisdom evolve and survive by instinct. They don't know what happened. The weakening of the sun makes them think that a great disaster is coming, So he ran all over the mountains and fields. As intelligent creatures, crystal humans seem to have been informed and regularly gather in the nearest temple, quietly waiting for the arrangement of the clergy.

The original crystal of this plane is purple, or lighter or denser, but it is always this color. With the supreme power, tirathamis corrected the basic rules of the world on the basis of crystal tree, which not only made the shape of organisms no longer a prismatic surface, but also used crystals to decompose light into multiple colors, so that people and animals have their own colors, As a crystal human with wisdom, on this basis, it has developed the classification industries of alchemy and decoration within a thousand years. People have clothes to cover their bodies and tools to work, and othellon has become a colorful world.

When the special moment of celestial change comes, people gather in the temple regularly, whether it is the big temple or the small temple, because of the refraction of all kinds of light, they become colorful. Although this kind of colorful makes the temple a little less elegant, but no one wants to do something else or talk and laugh. People are silent, looking forward to the next instructions of the clergy. Here are all the believers of tirathamis. At this coming moment, no one is willing to think of a small difference, It may lose the chance to get God's blessing.

At the same time, the same thing happened in all the shrines in the continent of othellon. The most spectacular one is the Great Hall of the Hague, where bishop amhaite is located. Hundreds of thousands of people crowded in the square outside the temple. From the steps in front of the gate of the temple, you can see that the shadow of the stars is gathering like the tide of the sea of stars.

Amhaite is the most powerful bishop among the eight bishops. It is generally acknowledged that he is the most promising and the first to become an archbishop. His staff is inlaid with an emerald jade, which is a rare magic crystal. No one has ever seen this thing appear in other people's hands, and no one knows what its purpose is. This adds a touch of mystery to amhaite's power. Some people even privately speculated that it was a god given gem to guide him to the archbishop and even the Pope.

Amhaite seems to be a little sleepy and sleepless, but few of the clergy have spirit. Recently, the oracles of tiratimus have been issued too intensively. The clergy have to spend a lot of energy to study those oracles to ensure that there is no deviation in their understanding of the oracles' orders. They also have to arrange the execution of these orders. Naturally, they will rotate round the clock day and night for several days, Basically, they're on the verge of falling asleep.

After the sun in the sky darkened, after a while, a few small light spots flew out of the sun. The light spots circled around the sun for a moment, then they bent down and came to the top of the crowd. It is the legendary flying in the glory of God in the sacred colorful dragon.

In the air, the sound of dragons resounded through the sky and the earth, and amhaite woke up from the half confused state with a shiver and twisted his thigh.

The ceremony is about to begin.

With the gentle and clear hymn of the male voice goddess of the choir, amhaite unfolds a piece of animal skin on the altar in front of him, and then lights it with a wave of his right hand. The animal skins used in the temple are all specially provided, and the source is very precious, because there are very few places where animal skins can be produced in the continent of othellon. The animal skin was ignited, and a dense mist enveloped the altar. In the fog, a place that was not the land of othellon slowly unfolded in the fog. It's a magic of time and space. Hundreds of thousands of people on the square can see another space directly from the fog and carve a scene at the same time.

Amhaite looked a little frightened, hesitated for a moment, then seemed to make up his mind, walked slowly to the fog, and then began to sing a lot of prayers. At first, I didn't feel how loud his voice was, but with his singing, there seems to be an indescribable pressure on the square. Most of the people have bowed to the ground in fear because of the scenery shown in the fog. This kind of pressure has spread out, and they have almost fallen into the ground and can't lift their heads on the ground.

In the enhanced coercion, the howl of the Dragon mixed with the singing of the choir, but amhaite was not suppressed at all. His voice was slowly increasing against common sense, so that every word behind him spewed out, and the ground was shaking faintly.

Suddenly, the magic crystal on amhaite's staff sent out a dazzling light and hit into the weapon. The scenery in the fog stabilized from a somewhat erratic state, like a window to the world in the mirror. And amhaite himself, his height has almost doubled, and the prestige in the field seems to come from him to a large extent. At the moment, it is not too much to say that he is in the separation of God on the continent of othellon.

There was less hesitation and uneasiness in amhaite's eyebrows, and the dignity and calmness on his face was the majesty and calmness of God.

He raised his staff and stepped into the foggy world. It was also a square, but it was much larger than the grand temple of the Hague. At a glance, he could not even see the edge of the square. At the moment, the people gathered in the square were no longer civilians, but the gods of this plane. That's the square of Princess Fengling's supreme temple.

In the square of the supreme temple, there are six altars with different colors. They are different colors. It's just that the colors of the sacred fire on the altars are different. The six colors represent the six different powers. And none of those powers are basically positive.

Amhaite stood on the square and looked at the supreme temple. At the top of the steps of the temple stood a familiar figure, a figure without any light, just like an ordinary person's figure. Next to him stood a purple haired Princess Fengling.

Amhaite bent down to the familiar figure and knelt down to express his piety to the LORD God he believed in. At the same time, he said in a loud voice: "great tirathamis, according to your Oracle, all your people in othalam have assembled in othalam. They are waiting to offer all they have for your glory!"

The ordinary man at the top of the stone steps saw him and asked Princess Fengling, "if you regret it now, you still have a chance." The brilliance of tirathamis doesn't need to be shown to anyone, including the servants in the square who are still in conflict with each other. So he looks like an ordinary middle-aged man or a handsome middle-aged man.

Princess Fengling sighed and looked at the six altars. Her eyes seemed to be on the other side of the world: "there's nothing to regret. At this moment, I've been waiting for hundreds of thousands of years." The six flames in the altar seemed to increase suddenly unconsciously. To fight against the whole world with one's own strength, if you are not careful, it will be destroyed, even the divine sense will not leave a little residue!