I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

Whether it is people from other worlds moving into Blue Star, or Blue Star people developing another world, such a big movement will inevitably be discovered by the bottom of the bottom.

Once the latter snatch the face and face a situation where his home court is dominant, the best situation is to fall into a tug of war, and the worst situation...

It is the plane that falls into his hands.

Tang You's heart sank. At present, it seems that no matter which one you choose, this is an unsolvable dead end.

But if you want to completely end the war, you can only do it by controlling the complete Dao Fruit and defeating the bottom of the silt in one fell swoop.

What should I do?

He was lost in thought.

The wooden boat swayed in the violent storm, and the burly sailors stared at the rain and struggled to control the course of the boat.

Palame retreated, and with the black-haired girl Evanie, went to the deck to use magic to help the sailors.

And Trad took a few more sips of wine, picked up the harpoon and went to the deck, ready to prepare ingredients for everyone to prepare "607".

To the south of the Kingdom of Cordenia and the Kingdom of Hinterwin, the vast land was constricted and turned into a sharp horn.

In this piece of land of more than 30,000 square kilometers, there is the most transcendent country in the entire continent - the Duchy of the Holy Church.

This is the headquarters of the sect.

At the heart of the Principality, the majestic and gorgeous "City of Listening" stands on the rolling hills, and the scattered holy buildings make people feel like they are in the realm of the gods.

This is a haven for art and power.

Every building in the City of Listening is carefully designed by top masters.

The pure white stone was carved into tall colonnades, sacred sculptures, and reliefs depicting the salvation of the world by successive popes.

Everyone in this city is a registered devout believer.

In the City of Listening, there are no vendors or shops to be seen. All supplies are placed directly on the streets, and believers in the city can use them at will.

In the early hours of the morning, large quantities of food were brought in through the vast lake outside the city and distributed by the priests to the streets.

The buildings are gorgeous and sacred, the streets are always clean as new, the fruits, meat, cheese are inexhaustible...

It seemed that it was really illuminated by divine light and turned into a heaven on earth.

On the highest mountain in the City of Listening, stands the most solemn and magnificent palace in the world, and there are no steps connected to it.

Standing on the platform outside the main hall, facing the howling wind, you can have a panoramic view of this city of miracles.

The spokesperson of the God of Order, the Pope who is revered by countless believers, lives here in seclusion and listens to God's precepts.

The sky light poured down through the dome, and it happened to illuminate a circular spot on the ground of the hall.

And an old man in a gray robe knelt down in this spot of light, his eyes closed tightly, as if asleep.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

Accompanied by the regular footsteps, two straight and slender legs overlapped under the specially cut white cloth skirt.

The white stone floors are polished to a splendid, unobstructed view.

This tall woman stopped ten paces behind the old man, and bent down with only one ribbon left:

"Your Majesty, the Kingdom of Cordenia is again asking for help, saying that a terrible evil is ravaging its people and its territory.

The gray-robed old man didn't move, as if he really fell into a deep sleep.

After a moment of hesitation, the woman continued to speak:

"Norman XI said that these evils are raging in the western region, and the situation in the country is getting more and more difficult. This year's 'gift of the gods'...I am afraid that there will be fewer.

The old man in gray robe moved his little finger on his left hand slightly, and stood up a little bit from his prone position, looking up at the giant statue under the dome in front of him.

The Pope's old voice came out: "You have disturbed my service to the great god of order.""

The tall slender woman shook her long legs.

The Pope stood up, his long robe dragged on the polished floor, his hands clasped in a strange posture, and bowed his head to worship the god:

"Reply to Norman XI: I know, but the 'gift of God' can never be reduced.

The tall slender woman's waist was bent lower: "Yes, Your Majesty."

After speaking, he slowly took a few steps back, and then he straightened up and turned to leave, swaying his arms without strands.

The corner of the Pope's mouth moved slightly, and his voice was almost inaudible: "Human desire, reproduction, order.

His gulped eyelids drooped, and he repeated in a low voice, "Order...order...is there?"

"I have only seen the power of weaving through the ages, but I have never seen a trace of the gods. Is this a scam that has lasted for thousands of years, or is it...

The throne, surrounded by majestic power, and the skeletons left by the popes of all ages flashed in the Pope's mind:

"Or an attempt to become a god?

A tall woman in a revealing cloth skirt exited the hall, turned right in front of the cliff-like platform, and was then obscured by the building and could no longer be seen.

There are hundreds of women in the whole building who are carefully selected and serve the gods like this...

Thinking of the words that Norman XI handed over, the gray-robed Pope flashed a thick color of fear: "Where did those evil things come from?

"The bishop went to investigate in person, and he was almost corroded. If it wasn't for the power of order to annihilate each other, it would be impossible to return. 35

"Even the rats of the Sky Eye Secret Religion Society did not possess such strength in their heyday.

The history of human migration to this plane is only a few thousand years in total.

At the beginning, an extraordinary person discovered the relic of the giant dragon and obtained the cultivation knowledge in the field of order, so that the sect was created.

To hope that this group of people who do not have a complete inheritance can have a comprehensive understanding of the spiritual universe is tantamount to fooling around.

"Such a threat should be eliminated as soon as possible, but... the power of the holy mountain is still in the cooling down period. Once it is used forcefully, I may be seriously injured."

“It will be worse then.35

Just as Pope Gray was thinking, the ground suddenly shook, and he looked around with vigilance and found that the whole hall was like this.

In his dignified and alert line of sight, the light spot scattered from the dome suddenly moved little by little, and finally just happened to shine on the statue.

In an instant, the sculpture became crystal clear and radiant, and the material was changed, turning it into an incomparably pure crystal.

Some kind of majestic power enveloped the hall, and the Pope, a level 4 powerhouse, was like an ant pinned by a stone, unable to move.

3.5 Just when he was horrified and prepared to pay the price of serious injuries, using the power of the holy mountain that the sect had spent so many years building...

boom!

A strong white light exploded in the Pope's consciousness, and he vaguely saw a vague outline of majesty in the distance.

A grand and erratic voice seemed to sound simultaneously from a distance, from a distance, from outside the heart, and from within:

"Cut out the evil."

The Pope woke up from his trance and looked at it. The spot of light was still well under his feet, and the statue had not turned into crystal.

hallucinations?

At this moment, he suddenly realized that there was some more information in his mind, and new power was flowing in his body.

"This is……"

The Pope's pupils dilated and he bowed his head a little.

Through the mirror-like ground, he saw that his face turned into a blurred patch...