Divine Civilization

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In a valley just over 300 kilometers away from the imperial capital.

The forest here is lush, desolate and quiet, the air is full of the fragrance of vegetation, a gurgling brook is winding through the bottom of the valley, and there are a few birds and beasts singing overhead from time to time.

Time here seems to have become extremely slow, and being in this place once made people mistakenly think that they came to a different world far away from the hustle and bustle.

In this desolate valley with few people, an ancient temple stands quietly among the dense forest.

According to legend, this ancient temple was one of several secret places where the God of Light once lived in seclusion before becoming a god. Only the popes of generations would know these places of refuge.

These same hidden locations will also become the place of penance for generations of popes before they officially succeed.

Although there is no one inhabited here, and few people know about it, its status in the once bright Holy See is extremely lofty.

Just today, an elite division of more than 3,000 people is sneaking into the valley, all the way to this ancient temple full of time.

The leader of this elite division is the Emperor Carlos and the Protestant Pope Ignaz established by him.

The elite division of more than 3,000 people was also divided into two parts tacitly. Part of it is the 2,000 Imperial Army led by four Imperial Marshals who are as strong as Level 8.

These four imperial marshals are all the confidantes of the emperor Carlos, and the two thousand imperial troops are also outstanding elites drawn from the Royal Guards.

These two thousand fully armed imperial soldiers started at level 3, the chief and deputy captain reached level 4 and level 5, and the centurion and their adjutants reached the unbelievable level 7 and level 6!

In other words, among the more than 2,000 imperial troops, there are 4 level 8 legendary marshals alone, and 20 level 7 holy generals!

Such a tyrannical team is the trump card of the emperor Carlos. Looking at the entire continent, I am afraid that there will be no second team.

The other part of this elite army is the 1,000 Holy See Guards led by the peak level 8 archbishop Marne and two other level 8 archbishops.

The Protestant Vatican Guards were also very elite, but due to their affiliation, their strength and equipment were only a mile behind that of Emperor Carlos' Imperial Army.

These guards of the Holy See, with pure white monk robes and chain mail lining, are all fanatics who have been brainwashed by the false pope and his backbone, looking mighty and crazy.

The configuration of the Protestant Guard is similar to that of the Imperial Army. In addition to the three archbishops of level 8, there are also 10 senior generals who are as strong as level 7, and thousands of fanatical religious guards.

Not to mention the imperial army controlled by the emperor Carlos, the horror of this Protestant guard alone is enough to make any princely kingdom overwhelmed.

"Ignaz, are you sure the artifact is here?"

Coming to the center of the altar of the temple, the emperor Carlos looked around with a pair of powerful eyes, and asked slowly, "Are you sure you can complete the transformation after you get the artifact?"

Today, he is wearing a crown, wearing armor, and a murderous silver sword hanging from his waist. It can be seen that the emperor of the empire, in order to win the artifact and exchange for eternal life, is completely determined to win today.

"Hehe, Your Majesty, I can be sure that the artifact is here, and that old guy Nasadr really didn't lie to me."

The false Pope Ignaz was wearing a solemn cassock with gold trim on a white background, a metal mask on his face, and a pair of eyes that seemed to see through everything. After glancing at the altar, he smiled calmly, "Besides, you can rest assured, Your Majesty, I have taken The soul swears that after becoming a god, it will definitely bring you eternal life, and you will be honored as the emperor forever! You must know that under the shackles of the laws of the universe, no creature can break their promise."

Hearing Ignaz's answer, Emperor Carlos' eyes were full of desire.

That desire was like a raging fire, burning blazingly in Carlos's heart.

An emperor who ascended to the supreme throne of the human empire after going through scheming and war, especially after he enjoyed the supreme power for half his life, watching himself old and frail, and gradually approaching the end of his life, this kind of life is undoubtedly for him. An indescribable torment.

Because of this, his greed for power and eternal life also made him more difficult to extricate himself from.

Fortunately, now he is finally going to succeed!

As long as he can remain young forever, he can rule over all mankind forever! Even taking advantage of the convenience of eternal life, like Ignaz and even the former God of Light, seek another chance to become a god!

Regardless of whether Ignaz's promise can come true, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will try.

"Ignaz, my honorable pope, let's get started, I can't wait to welcome a new god to our empire."

The emperor Carlos nodded to the false pope Ignaz, and then gave the imperial soldiers gathered around the altar a wink.

Soon the emperor Carlos retreated to the bottom of the altar for the convenience of the surrounding soldiers. In the center of the altar of Nuoda, only the false pope remained.

"Your Majesty, it won't be long before we humans will no longer be afraid of any forces, and we will dominate the entire world!"

There were no outsiders now, and the false Pope Ignaz didn't need to continue to cover up, so he slowly took off the metal mask, revealing his real face covered with divine patterns.

He looks much younger than his actual age, far from being an old man, on the contrary, his supple and smooth skin, sharp and bright eyes, and his tall and strong physique are simply more than that of a man of the right age. An imperial general in his prime is even more majestic!

Could it be... Your Excellency Ignaz, have you rejuvenated?

The emperor Carlos, as well as many soldiers of the empire and the new Holy See present, were all taken aback.

They are all close to Ignaz, and almost all of them know the real face of Ignaz under the mask, but if Ignaz's real age is counted, he is an octogenarian who is over ninety years old.

But where does he look old now? He was clearly a robust middle-aged man in his early thirties!

Could it be that Ignaz has experienced reverse growth in the past few decades, and as the years go by, he is getting younger and younger?

Many soldiers at the scene, looking up at the majestic Ignaz, were silent and in awe.

Although I don't know what method Ignaz used, there is no doubt that Ignaz in front of him is undoubtedly the one who is closest to the gods among them!

"Yes, it must be!"

The emperor Carlos saw Ignaz's current appearance, and was secretly excited.

Ignaz's ability to rejuvenate is the proof of eternal youth!

Although he doesn't know what level Ignaz's strength has reached now, since the other party can rejuvenate himself, it means that there is a way to keep Carlos young forever!

Not long after, the pseudo-pope Ignaz started some kind of ceremony on the altar.

This kind of ritual and incantation is actually a key to open the combination lock.

Sure enough, as Ignaz's ceremony ended, the altar slab in the center of the temple began to slowly open, and a short-handled scepter shining with holy golden light floated out.

For a moment, a solemn and solemn atmosphere began to pour out like quicksilver. The dazzling light illuminated the entire temple.

Time and space seem to stand still at this moment.

Everyone held their breath and looked up at the divine weapon scepter floating in mid-air. Under this vast and incomparable power, the emotion of awe to the point of trembling was like a tide, and madness emerged in people's hearts.

Artifact! There is no doubt that this is a real artifact!

According to legend, this artifact is the staff used by the God of Light when he transformed into a god. It is a symbol of the power of light in this world. Whoever can hold this staff can obtain the supreme divine power.

Many people at the scene thought that this legend was just a legend, but now it seems that all of this is true!

Because this great scepter is now suspended in front of their eyes.

"It's so beautiful, its light is more dazzling than the stars at night!"

The emperor Carlos looked up, secretly amazed. From his eyes full of brilliance, he was obviously full of longing for this artifact, but he also understood that although the artifact was good, he couldn't give full play to its true value.

Instead of wasting the power of the artifact, it is better to be patient and endure for a few days so that Ignaz can complete the transformation as soon as possible. When he obtains eternal life, he can really make plans.

"As expected of an artifact, it's so powerful!"

On the altar, the false pope Ignaz stepped forward, reaching out to hold the scepter of holy light in his hand. In an instant, a colossal force followed his arm and rushed straight into his body.

The pure, thick, and endless power of light, as if inexhaustible, made Ignaz feel comfortable all over, and his chest was filled with a sense of strength that was about to come out, as if the world would be trampled under his feet, the stars and the sea He will also be allowed to travel.

"Congratulations to the Pope for harvesting the artifact!"

All the officers and soldiers of the Protestant guards and the three archbishops knelt down to pay respects.

The soldiers of the imperial army on this side, because of their own identities and the presence of the emperor, did not kneel down, but they still bowed their heads and saluted, their expressions full of awe, as if the false Pope Ignaz was already a god at this moment .

"Hehe, hahaha!"

Witnessing the sight of thousands of people worshiping and feeling the power filling his chest, the false pope Ignaz could no longer restrain his excitement, he raised his head and laughed loudly, "With this artifact, I, Ignaz, She will surpass the shackles of mortals and truly become the only god in this world!"

However, at this moment.

A majestic scolding suddenly sounded outside the temple door like thunder.

"Hmph! Presumptuous!"

Everyone at the scene immediately turned their eyes and saw an old man holding a cross scepter and exuding a bright holy light, who had appeared outside the gate of the temple at some time.

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The old man is white-haired, wearing a holy robe with gold patterns on a white background, and a circular holy pattern on his forehead, which makes him look like the incarnation of a god, solemn and inviolable.

Although his eyes are old and cloudy, they are still filled with a firm brilliance that cannot be seen directly. His figure is thin, but it gives people a sense of massiness as if there are mountains in front of him.

The temple fell silent in an instant.

Following the appearance of this old man, everyone at the scene felt tense, as if they were suddenly crushed by a big rock, and they all shut up and remained silent. No one dared to make any noise for a while.

"Saint John Nassadr?"

The pseudo-pope Ignaz, who just got the artifact, suddenly widened his eyes, "You, aren't you in the Inquisition? Why, why did you appear here?"

Although the false Pope Ignaz, who thinks that he has stood at the pinnacle of humanity, and has the help of divine artifacts, he no longer needs to be afraid of anyone.

But the legacy of the old Pope Nassadr has always lingered in his and everyone's hearts. Seeing the other party suddenly appear in the temple at this moment, like many people present, he couldn't help shaking his heart.

"Jie Jie Jie, Nasadir can come out, of course it is due to the saintess!"

Suddenly, an evil and awe-inspiring laugh came from behind the old pope.

Soon, a group of menacing teams surrounded by black air appeared one after another beside the old Pope.

There are hundreds of people in this team, and the key is everyone.

Insidious and cunning green-skinned goblins, strong and ugly half giants, five big and three thick orcs and barbarian mercenaries, and even lifeless undead and liches...

The woman who spoke just now is the leader of this team, wearing a large witch robe, the dark witch Judy who claims to be the dark saint.

Beside Judy, followed by the female thief Amanda, the lich Batris, the wizard Moses and other backbones.

This group of people followed the old Pope Nassadr into the temple. Seeing their ferocious and crazy expressions and swaggering steps, they did not feel nervous about facing a powerful enemy, but instead showed a eagerness to try.

"What is the origin of this group of smoky things?"

The emperor Carlos frowned first, and cursed in contempt and disgust.

Many soldiers present also frowned in disgust, but they didn't dare to underestimate him.

Although the group of weird races brought by the dark witch Judy looks like a group of crooked people, but the strength of this group of crooked people is indeed very strong. Feel the pressure.

"Hehe, Nasadr, you are really depraved now. Not only have you betrayed your own beliefs, but now you are actually getting involved with this group of mobs."

After seeing the person coming, the false Pope Ignaz raised the corners of his mouth and mocked mercilessly.

The Dark Witch Judy and others are indeed powerful for the Imperial Army or the Protestant Guards, but in the eyes of Ignaz, they are not worth mentioning at all.

"You are the one who broke the faith, Ignaz!"

At this moment, Liliana, a beautiful and lazy young woman in a red dress, stepped out from behind the old Pope, "Ignaz, you betrayed the Lord of Light, imprisoned the Pope, and fooled the people. Trying to become a god in vain is really a heinous crime!"

When she thought of the crimes that Ignaz had committed to her and the entire old Holy See, she felt intense anger in her heart, wishing to tear him to pieces right away.

"Hmph, where's the lowly maid, how can you speak here?"

Ignaz obviously couldn't remember the young Liliana back then. Facing the accusation, he snorted coldly on the spot and retorted, "The God of Light has long since fallen, and there is no God in this world long ago. What the Pope did Why are you talking about betrayal? What about sin?"

"But don't worry, the pope will soon transform into a god and become the only true god in this world!"

While speaking, Ignaz's expression showed uncontrollable enthusiasm, as if he was about to transform into a god in the next step and trample everything in the world under his feet.

"What a breath!"

A yell broke the already sharp atmosphere of the scene once again.

Following the source of the sound, outside the gate of the temple, nearly 700 or 800 fully armed knights were riding fast horses, rushing all the way.

The leader of this team of elite knights is Charles, the leader of the empire's rebel army, and his mentor, Andrew Highway.

Beside the two of them were the two Archbishops who were rescued together with the old Pope, Edward and James.

"Ignaz, you have bewitched your father and fooled the people of the empire. You have committed a heinous crime! Not only do you not know how to repent, but you still try to become a god? You really don't know how to live or die, it's ridiculous!"

Charles and his mentor led the elite knights all the way into the temple, faced his father, and said angrily on the spot, "Father, you know that blasphemy is a serious crime, but you are stubborn and obsessed. , It is really stupid and absurd to bet the entire empire!"

"Didn't you always want to know why the baby turned against you? This is the reason!"

What Charles said now made the Emperor Carlos very angry. If he were not in the remote temple now, he might have ordered Charles to be dragged down to fight and be held accountable.

In addition, although there were not many troops brought by Charles, his indomitable momentum and the firm belief brought by him as a fanatic also stunned the many imperial troops present.

Many imperial troops at the scene were greatly shaken in their mentality because of the aggressiveness of Charles' righteous words.

"Your Majesty Carlos, stop."

The old Pope Nassadr was also at this time, turning his eyes to the Emperor Carlos, who had a bad face, "You and I are also old acquaintances. Ignaz has committed a crime of blasphemy. As an old friend, I would like to advise you, Hurry up and stop! If you can sincerely repent, the Lord of Light may give you a lighter sentence, otherwise all of you will be punished by God from the Lord!"

With the last sentence, the coercion of the old pope erupted suddenly, and the pressure accumulated in the hearts of everyone at the scene immediately increased sharply, so that the imperial army and the Protestant guards lined up on the scene were tense, and even the palms of the weapons were overflowing. sweat.

"Nasadr, you are the one who is stubborn!"

The emperor Carlos knew that the morale of his army was falling, so he stared at him and shouted loudly, "The God of Light has long since fallen, so we humans need a new god, that is, my Pope Ignaz! Hmph, If we really committed a blasphemy, where are the gods? Where is the punishment?"

With the resonant voice of the emperor Carlos, his royal aura was fully revealed in a moment.

Charles, the Dark Witch and others who had just had some influence were suppressed by the Emperor Carlos in an instant. The affected morale of many imperial troops and Protestant guards at the scene began to recover quickly, and many people even made preparations for battle.

Right now, the empire and the Protestant forces have obviously regained their dominance, and their strength is far stronger than that of Charles and the Dark Witch.

With this absolute advantage, the emperor Carlos and the pseudo-pope Ignaz could crush Charles and others almost effortlessly.

"Your Majesty Carlos, as your old friend, I regret your choice."

The old Pope Nasadir, who was at an absolute disadvantage, did not panic at all, but shook his head regretfully, "All those who betray the Lord of the Light will be punished by the Lord!"

The old Pope glanced at everyone present, and suddenly opened his arms, "The Lord of Light has returned! My Lord, please listen to the call of your believers!"

"My lord of light, please listen to the call of your followers!"

The third prince Charles, the holy magister Andrew, Liliana, and all the knights brought by Charles knelt down on the ground and prayed together with the old pope.

"Jie Jie Jie, that's right, the Lord of Light has returned!"

Behind the old pope, the dark witch Judy fell to her knees with a "thud" and said, "My lord of light, please lower the holy flame and burn these blasphemers to death!"

As Judy knelt down to pray almost fanatically, female thieves, goblins, half giants, even liches and other companions knelt down on the ground and prayed loudly.

They are dark creatures who have been despised and oppressed by humans for a long time. They have long held a deep grudge against the emperor of the empire and the Protestant pope who claims to be orthodox.

Fortunately, the great God of Light is willing to accept them, and now is a good time for them to take revenge on the human rulers, so their prayers at this time are particularly devout and fanatical.

"Here, what's the matter with these filthy bits and pieces?"

The emperor Carlos frowned, and he was really surprised by the scene of united efforts in front of him.

Especially the group of mobs despised by humans, who have always been synonymous with filth, savagery, cunning and cruelty, but now they kneel down and pray like humans, which is far beyond his imagination.

Not only the emperor Carlos, but also the imperial army present and the Protestant guards were all overwhelmed by the sight of thousands of people praying.

People's expressions, movements, and momentum can all be imitated and disguised. Only the belief of extreme piety cannot be pretended by just trying to pretend.

Seeing Charles, the Dark Maiden and the others, regardless of the danger of the conflict between the enemy and the enemy, the pious spirit of praying directly on the knees really scared the imperial army and the Protestant guards at the scene.

This made the soldiers at the scene couldn't help but guess, could it be that the God of Light had really returned?

"This, this is..."

As the leader of the Protestant Church in the empire, the pseudo-pope Ignaz's heart was shocked at this moment, and his face was instantly livid.

What he is afraid of is not the rebel army formed by Charles, nor the rebellious party brought by the dark witch Judy, nor the old Pope who escaped from the Inquisition, but the incomparably firm channels of faith in front of him!

That's right, with his current personality that is almost a god, he can clearly see the channel of belief that is closely connected with people's souls.

Now whether it is the rebel army formed by Charles or the rebellious party brought by the dark witch Judy, they all have a firm channel of faith! Even the channel of faith that the old Pope Nassadr once broke has been restored.

What does all this mean?

There can be no doubt that these men shared a very firm belief in common.

Could it be... the God of Light has really returned?

Before the false pope Ignaz could think too much, a golden holy light that changed the color of the situation suddenly bloomed in the sky.

"Wow!"

The air was shaking, the wind and clouds were tumbling, and the gate of heaven with a radiant light suddenly opened above the temple.

A powerful angel with a silver holy spear and six wings stretched out from behind fluttered out from the gate of heaven.

It was Wu Hui's Level 9 Archangel, St. Luke!

Behind St. Luke, the eighth-level four-winged archangel Augustus, leading seven war angel squads, and a hundred guards of the Kingdom of God riding Pegasus, leaped out of the sky gate one after another, and in an instant, the entire The airspace of the temple is completely blocked.

Needless to say, the powerful combat power and power of the war angels, the strength of the hundred guards of the Kingdom of God who ride the Pegasus should not be underestimated.

They are all composed of gods and people with fighting talents, and their strength has reached the lowest level of 5. With the addition of flying mounts with excellent capabilities, and weapons that can be called holy weapons in the lower realm, their individual combat power is extremely outstanding. At this moment, under the leadership of Augustus and the 7 angel squads, although there are only a few hundred people, the colossal power they radiate cannot be matched by thousands of troops from the lower realm.

"War, war angel!"

"There is also a six-winged archangel!"

In the temple, the emperor Carlos and the pseudo-pope Ignaz stared wide-eyed, and their hearts immediately "thumped".

The soldiers brought by the two of them were all pale, with cold sweat dripping down their backs.

Now that so many angels and gods and people riding Pegasus appear, is it possible that the rumored God of Light has returned?

Thinking of this, Carlos and Ignaz's heart beat wildly, and the already shaken morale of the troops they brought began to plummet.

At the same time, in the Kingdom of God.

"It seems to work well."

As the current God of Light, Wu Hui is watching all that happened in the lower realm.

Right now, he has used all the existing main forces of the Kingdom of God, which has indeed dealt a huge blow to the imperial emperor Carlos and the pseudo-pope Ignaz in terms of momentum.

But in order to completely disintegrate this hostile force, this level of morale blow is far from enough.

Although Wu Hui has dispatched his own main force of the Kingdom of God, together with believers such as Charles and the Dark Witch Judy, his combat power and number of soldiers are still not as good as the Emperor Carlos of the Empire and the False Pope Ignaz and others.

This also made Wu Hui quite emotional, who made him a god who is seriously lacking in power and followers, and has not even repaired the damaged godhood and the ruined kingdom of God. Otherwise, with the two ambitious guys like Carlos and Ignaz, he would be crushed to death within minutes?

The reality is indeed frustrating, but fortunately Wu Hui was well prepared.

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