Bright Era

The church, the holy mountain, the temple of punishment.

The pale yellow light of the setting sun shone in from the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and fell diagonally on the 100-meter-high statue of the **** of punishment. Sitting on the seat of God, wearing a crown of flames and holding a scepter of punishment, the **** of punishment has strict eyes. He is draped in a huge pale gold armor, and the armor studded with countless gems and magic spars glows in the sun. .

In the temple with a huge circular vault, a total of 1,200 bishops wearing scarlet robes of punishment stood in awe. They were shining with a faint blood light, and they were qualified to stand in the punishment temple here. The weakest among them had reached the level of a demigod.

And such a terrible force capable of instantly destroying any empire on the western road is only a small part of the total force hidden in the heavy shady of the temple of punishment.

Even among the 1,200 demigods, there are only a mere 30 members of the Goddess family, and all the others are of non-Goddess origin, relying on their own strength in the huge and harsh system of punishment temples. The struggling grassroots.

Only the gods are the core power of a temple, so the 1,200 demigods here are nothing more than punishing the outer forces of the temple.

So many demigods are standing here quietly, their power is constantly injected into the air into the **** of punishment. There is a golden-red vortex the size of a water tank spinning rapidly at the center of the idol’s brow. This is a tunnel to an unknown space. Every time it is opened, it takes a lot of force. To maintain this tunnel, it is necessary to be present. The demigods work hard at the same time.

With so many powerful demigods, they can maintain this tunnel for a month at most, and the price they pay is that everyone will lose a thousand years of life. Although it has reached the state of demigod, life span is basically no longer a problem, but the life span of a thousand years is instantly burned out, and the uncomfortable feeling of weakness is enough to make people crazy.

At the other end of the twisted tunnel, in a small space fragment with a size of a hundred miles, at the core of the void, a naked man about ten meters tall was quietly suspended in mid-air. . There were dozens of men and women floating beside him, their eyes closed and fell asleep.

Rao is in a state of deep sleep, and the bodies of these men and women still exude a suffocating terrifying power.

These men and women exuding powerful supernatural powers, men's bodies are strong and beautiful, women's bodies are well-proportioned and beautiful, their bodies are almost like works of art, even the angle of a nail is so perfect, without any flaws at all.

But most of them have extremely severe wounds on their bodies.

For example, the handsome man with long **** hair floating in the core has a large hole in his heart. Most of his slowly beating heart is broken, and his lower abdomen was pierced by an unknown attack. A transparent hole with a diameter of 5 meters, a large number of internal organs are directly exposed.

His limbs also had terrible wounds, as if some kind of fierce and violent beast attacked him, and on the man's thighs and shoulders, there were tears of tiger claws. Large tracts of flesh and blood were taken away, and the golden transparent bones were all caught with signs of life.

Even on his head, someone slapped his head with a tiger paw and almost tore his head apart. The golden brain was exposed from the cracked skull, and the golden brain was also squirming slightly. Obviously the man was thinking about something.

Gerdas, the King of Breaking the Army, the godson of the **** of punishment, and Arthur's nominal cheap son, knelt respectfully in front of the man, with his forehead pressed against the ground. In just over ten years, Gerdas has grown into a strong and handsome young man.

With scarlet hair and purple eyes, Gerdas's handsome face looked 90% similar to Arthur. It's just that the innate pride and arrogance on his face can't be matched by ten thousand Arthurs combined.

Suddenly, the man who was floating in the air opened his eyes slightly and murmured in a low voice.

"Moon God... Eating alone will make your stomach hurt!" With a weird grin, the man suddenly burst into laughter: "More than two million souls, Luna God is probably the first time he has so many materials to repair himself in these years. Isn’t it the soul of this stingy woman, I just want to share a bit, she dare to turn my face with me!"

Gerdas slowly raised his head: "Do I need to kill all the priests of the Moon Temple, Father God!"

The man shook his head lightly and waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's just over two million souls. The Moon God has been too hungry for so many years, so it's too ugly to eat, even the rules we set for the division. . But I am not her, more than two million souls, what is it?"

Shaking his head, the man said indifferently: "In the past thousand years, more than one billion humans have been sent to the fire in the temple of punishment in the name of punishing heretics. According to the agreement of the gods, even if half of the harvest is divided among other gods. , There are 500 million souls left by the punishment **** system, a mere two million souls, and only the Moon God can be so nervous!"

He sighed heavily, and the man squinted his eyes: "So, let her go! For so many years, not only has not repaired the wounds of the soul during the war, but the power of her soul has continued to flow over the years, even if she is lucky to repair After all the injuries, her strength will definitely drop by one level, so don't ignore her at all."

With a light wave of his hand, the man said solemnly: "It's you, Gerdas, my child, I don't hesitate to lose my strength to restore your strength during your heyday. You have to take advantage of the believers of those who are easy to see. A chance to start a war, let’s kill as much as you want! Whether the Western Continent or the Odin Ice Sheet, the population is too large now, it is more appropriate to reduce the population by half."

There was a cruel grin on Gerdas' face: "I will go to discuss with the host of the Odin Temple. There is absolutely no need for us to end this war quickly. There is another Hundred Years Land Island War, you What do you think?"

"Very good!" The man said lightly: "Tell them, once again the Hundred Years Land Island War, according to the current population base of the Western Continent, 300 million people will be killed every year. This is acceptable. We will be the souls of the war dead. Collect directly, the essence of the blood of the war dead depends on you."

Gerdas smiled brilliantly: "This is our duty. Father God, we can't wait to see your complete recovery."

The man smiled slightly, and two strange lights flashed across his eyes.

"Of course, complete recovery, and I am also looking forward to that day. But you must be careful of those people in the church. Many people are not willing to our true recovery. Even some gods, they are not willing to see A **** is truly resurrected. So Gerdas, whatever you do, be careful, be careful."

"Back when they were able to design you and force you to fall, then their methods should be more secretive now, you must be careful!"

Gerdas saluted the man deeply, then he stood up and stepped back respectfully.

The man looked at Gerdas and groaned for a while, then sighed lightly: "Take my sword, Gerdas, my child, take my sword, and use my sword to remove all stumbling blocks."

"If there is nothing particularly important, don't disturb us. After all, no one knows that we have recovered to this level. If some existence knows that we have truly awakened from sleep, danger will follow. So, no Necessary, don’t come here again."

Gerdas' eyes flickered with a dark and fierce light: "All the priests who opened this channel..."

Next to the man, a girl with three pairs of scarlet wings and three pairs of scarlet wings opened her red eyes slowly: "One thousand and two hundred souls that are not weak, there are so many blood essences, They should be happy to be one with me! This is their honor!"

Gerdas smiled brilliantly: "As you wish, the goddess of Forbidden Law, they are all yours."

A long sword with a very ordinary style, but with its entire body wrapped in a layer of light red flame, appeared behind Gerdas out of thin air. Gerdas carried this long sword that exudes a touch of courage, respectfully backed dozens of steps, and then plunged into the continuously rotating tunnel.

The man floating in the air sighed faintly: "Gerdas, don't let me down! The essence of soul and life, we need more!"

The Goddess of Forbidden Law with blood-colored wings on her back smiled slightly, and she opened her small mouth gently and sucked hard.

The bodies of the 1,200 bishops in the temple suddenly twitched. They opened their mouths in horror and wanted to scream, but their eyebrows burst suddenly, and their souls flew up abruptly with a screaming cry. He went straight into the rotating tunnel with a large amount of blood.

In the blink of an eye, the soul and blood were purified by a golden red flame, turned into a fist-sized blood bead and swallowed by the Goddess of Forbidden Law.

The pale face of the goddess of Forbidden Law showed a slight blush, and the wound on her body that almost cut her petite body into two pieces from the left shoulder to the right rib was wriggling, and a trace of skin and flesh was barely visible. Was born.

There was no more movement in this gray and narrow space fragment. Dozens of powerful gods were quietly suspended there, falling into a deep sleep state again.

When Gerdas walked out of the space tunnel, he happened to see the scene where the heads of the demigods burst open.

He tugged at the corner of his mouth, and a golden red flame spurted out of his palm, instantly burning the bodies of those demigods to ashes.

"Give me the latest battle report, how did the Gaul Empire and the Eastern Plains look like during my absence?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote. Recommended tickets, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation.)

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