Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

······Wherever the constant sun shines, there is the land of George Britain. This is a glorious and powerful kingdom with unprecedented power in the history of Oparo. However, such a country with such incomparable power

The state cannot stop people from pursuing freedom and equal rights, nor can it stop people from pursuing...

So, today, here, in this new continent far away from Obarro.

We, the representatives of the United States of America in the Federation of Nineteen Autonomous States, in the name of the good people of each state and with their authority, appeal to the most noble justice in the world to state our solemn intentions and solemnly declare that these United Autonomous States are and have

They have the right to become free and independent countries, they cancel all obligations of allegiance to the royal family of St. George, and all political relations between them and the British country of St. George are severed from now on!

As a free and equal independent country, the United States of America has the right to declare war, make peace, form alliances, trade and all the rights that independent countries have the right to do.

——Excerpt from the American Declaration of Independence of 1723 AD

At the same time that our Hong Tiangui, leader of the Hong Assembly, successfully led the newly born Taiping Society to the New World, the west coast of Yinzhou.

This spiritual wave has gone away, the immortals and gods have evacuated, and the end of the law has come to the planet. The fate of the protagonists in the original era has not had time to be affected by Hong Tiangui before he made a bigger move. It is still slowly following its original trajectory.

flowing.

Daqing Dynasty, the magic capital is Shanghai.

Two Daqing people with a huge difference in appearance, but with a confident temperament that is rare for Daqing people in this era, were sitting in a private room of a "Ren's Cafe" near Shangludong Port, looking out through the glass window at the countless heads braided behind their hair.

The Daqing coolies who were carrying goods back and forth, wrapped around their necks, remained silent.

After a while, the Taoist girl among the two, who was wearing a light blue Taoist robe, had a good figure, wore a veil, and only revealed a pair of eyes like autumn water, came back to her senses first.

"Senior Brother Lin, is the United States of America really a country of freedom and equality?"

She held a newspaper in her hand that introduced the United States of America, the destination she was about to go to, and spoke to an old man with long hair and apricot-yellow robes across from her.

"Why!"

The woman's voice made the old man come back to his senses. He first let out a long sigh, then subconsciously took a sip of the coffee in front of him that was extremely bitter because there was no sugar added. He frowned and responded.

"Junior sister!"

"None of the 19 countries that have established concessions in our vast land of China has good intentions."

"America claims freedom and equality, but St. George's Britain, which entered the capital, claims to be a country of gentlemen with civilized etiquette!"

The old man in Taoist robes paused, took another sip of the bitter original coffee, and turned to look at the newspaper in the hand of the woman opposite, especially the large St. George letters below the name of the newspaper.

"Looking back, I asked Qiu Sheng to put in the luggage prepared for you a few books written by Chinese people that specifically introduce the humanities and history of America."

"When you are lonely on the boat, you can take it out and read it."

"It's because we, senior fellow apprentices, are not up to par. Among our generation, you are the only one with the body of a moon wheel who can use the moonlight to release holy-level Taoist magic."

"In this catastrophe in the Yinzhou Demon Cave, Junior Sister is following those Obarro exorcists to act collectively, and do not act impulsively."

"The last residual energy of the dragon vein in China can still support the Kyushu barrier for seventeen or eight years. Even if the demonic energy in the demon cave overflows again, so what, it will just result in the death of tens of millions of Obalo people in Yinzhou."

"More than ten years later, when the end of the Dharma has come, no matter how much or how powerful the demonic energy leaks out, it will not cause any harm."

"This is a stupid thing they did. We monks in China are not allowed to make sacrifices for others!"

"When you encounter dangerous arrangements, just refuse them."

"With Junior Sister's current cultivation level, if she refuses with all her heart, those people will not be able to interfere!"

When the old man in apricot robes mentioned "The Exorcist", his tone was cold and emotionless, and the chill in the middle made the young woman opposite him subconsciously freeze.

"I understand, senior brother!"

The female crown nodded her head and responded solemnly.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

At this time, there was a well-timed knock on the door of the private room, interrupting the next words of the two people.

The old man in Taoist robes glanced at the female crown opposite and winked.

The female crown of Jingli also reacted quickly. She raised her right hand skillfully on the pair of towers in front of her chest and performed a mysterious magic spell.

The exquisite body surface instantly became hazy, and the appearance changed into the image of a young man who was 80% or 90% similar in appearance to a woman, but the female special features completely disappeared, making him look exceptionally handsome.

"Come in!"

After seeing his junior sister's spell released, the old man in Taoist robes spoke calmly.

"Master, Master Miaoshan."

Wearing a pair of light black square-framed glasses and a black beard under his nose, the middle-aged Taoist priest could vaguely see traces of his handsome appearance when he was young. He pushed the door open and came in. He bowed to the two people in front of him before continuing.

said.

"I'm ready to buy my luggage and tomorrow's ferry ticket."

"Well done, Qiusheng!"

The old man in Taoist robes nodded in response, stood up and faced the female crown in front of him that had transformed into a male.

"Junior brother, let's go back to the hotel together!"

"If you are interested, after you put down your greetings, senior brother will take you to visit Dashanglu!"

"Western newspapers evaluate this place. Although it is a mixed bag, in terms of the level of development, it ranks high in the entire world..."

He said to the junior brother beside him and led the way outside the cafe.

The middle-aged Taoist priest known as Qiu Sheng followed his master and uncle and walked out of the door of the cafe. He looked at the word "Ren" on the signboard of the cafe behind him with complicated eyes, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

, and then together with his master and uncle, we stepped into the flow of people coming and going on Shanglu Harbor Street.

The three Taoist priests had just left. On the second floor of the cafe, an old man wearing a toad lens and a melon skin hat and dressed as a butler was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window. An elegant middle-aged man looked out at Shanglu Port in the distance.

The young lady came quickly.

"Miss, Master Lin Jiu and the others have already left."

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Oparo, this land is almost as old as the mainland of China.

In the Kingdom of Sardinia, in the Holy City of Vatican City, this city is known as the brightest, most sacred, and closest to the glory of God, Yahweh.

Archbishop Helsing, wearing a red cardinal's robe, walked quickly on the long Avenue of the Angels in the Holy City.

The melodious singing of the children's choir echoed along the avenue; the fully armed Zurich Guards saluted him with their breasts held in their hands.

But the archbishop didn't pay attention to the movements around him. He walked towards the deepest part of the Avenue of the Angels with a serious face, where there was an arch called the Inquisition that pagans feared most before the European Renaissance.

In front of the building, dozens of upright figures with bloody crosses tattooed on their chests and black iron masks were waiting for his arrival.

After walking for several minutes, Archbishop Helsing finally arrived at the silver gate of the Inquisition.

After watching dozens of ruling priests salute to him, they worked together to open the silver door of the Inquisition. An archbishop in purple robes who was in charge of the affairs of the Inquisition and had been waiting for a long time came out and said to him indifferently.

"Your Excellency, Bishop."

"Are we really going to open that person's coffin?"

"You know, we paid a huge price to seal it..."

"Enough!"

Archbishop Helsing stared fiercely at the purple-clothed bishop in front of him, a guy from a hostile faction, and interrupted him unceremoniously.

"Archbishop Malos, now is not the time for the Holy Lord sect and the Holy Help sect to fight for power!"

"Information from the Knights Templar is that the demon cave sealed by the ancestors of the Indians in the New World is about to explode, and the souls of the lambs in 19 parishes are about to be threatened!"

"The Protestant people over there also found out about the large-scale gathering of those disgusting dark creatures."

The Archbishop's uncharacteristically harsh tone made the seemingly indifferent Purple Bishop Malos feel numb.

After all, Malos is not the real leader of the Inquisition. His immediate boss, the big boss with the same status as the Cardinal, is tracking down the unusual phenomenon of dozens of ancient vampire families disappearing from Obarro on a large scale.

"The Papal Oath—Opening the Seals of Van Helsing."

"Do you and the people behind you want to disobey the orders of His Majesty the Holy See?"

Facing the cardinal's question, Malos, whose teaching position was one level lower than his own, could not maintain his indifferent expression and said hurriedly.

"No, of course I will not disobey the Holy See's orders."

"The seal lifting ceremony is ready. Archbishop Helsing, please come with me."

After the purple-robed Archbishop Malos finished speaking hastily, he took the lead and stepped forward. On a plain wall of the Inquisition, he opened a secret passage leading to the underground prison of the Vatican Holy City. He walked in and started to lead the way.

"snort!"

The archbishop snorted coldly, but did not dare to slack off.

When he thought about the creature they were about to release, even he felt a little creepy in his heart. The thin holy power of light in his body could not bring him the slightest sense of security.

But the situation is urgent, and now, the entire Holy See has to rely on the power of that monster.

Without saying any more words, he followed Malos and walked quickly towards the most mysterious and terrifying place in the Holy City...