Sword of Daybreaker

Chapter 1528 of the text of Sword of Dawn The secret under the night has come to this magical capital, the bright splendor of the magic spar lamp illuminates the streets and squares, and the quiet starry sky hangs high in the sky, shrouded in In the wild, but under the starlight, the colorful nightlife of the Cecilians has just kicked off. The lively night market, the pub and theater open until the early morning, the always-lit neural network immersion station, all kinds of modern Entertainment enriches the leisure time of people in this era, and also keeps the city alive forever.

In the southern part of the city, however, a strange stillness covered the entire block.

The entire church district has been locked down.

Trial monks and nuns from the Theocratic Council set up sentries in front of each church, security forces set up prominent warning signs and interception facilities at the entrances and exits of the block, and a number of heavy trucks drove into the church area during the day and afternoon, and they brought in A high-power anti-divine barrier generator, and now a powerful protective barrier has enveloped all church facilities.

Under the quiet night sky, the shimmering light projected by the force field generator formed hazy beams of light in the air, and under each beam of light, a fully-armed Knight Commander of the Arbitration Tribunal personally led a trial team to guard.

Under the twilight of the high-power magic device, in the silent and deep night, the judge monks and nuns watched the movement of each church with alert eyes, the heavy mechanical power warhammer in their hands and the steel containing a variety of combat spells. The Codex is the mortal gospel they hold, the cold, powerful steel that enables the awesome Council Executors to guard the sanity of mortals from the shadows of the gods, and this is all the more necessary tonight.

In front of the temple of the three gods of abundance, a judge knight in pure white armor looked up and glanced at the direction of the main building of the temple. There was a "Gospel Messenger" battle tank that had just been deployed from the Holy Light arsenal at the main entrance. In front of this daunting chariot, several technical cultivators could be seen debugging the equipment, monitoring everything in the direction of the temple.

Light footsteps came from the side, and a trial nun with short silver-white hair came to the Knight Commander. She glanced at the direction of the temple, and said in a low voice, "Just now, there was news from the upper council, asking the priests to do it again. A prayer test, this test of high-level magic, this is the advice given by the advisory group."

"Do one more test?" The knight commander's voice sounded very dull under the cover of the heavy helmet, "Didn't you just test it an hour ago... Well, since this is an order, please ask the priests in the temple to test again. Work hard."

The nun with short silver-white hair bowed her head slightly: "Yes."

Inside the temple, a high-ranking deacon was sitting nervously on a bench. The sacred books were spread out in front of him. However, he could not read any of the texts in the books at this time. There were several others in the church. The compatriots also sat and rested on the nearby benches, but everyone seemed to be a little nervous.

On the one hand, this tense mood is of course the heavy pressure brought by the monks of the Theocratic Council who blocked the entire church district, and on the other hand, it stems from anxiety about the state of the gods.

Ordinary people are worried about the safety of God. In the past, people would laugh at this kind of thing. However, for high-level clergy who knew a little bit of the truth and knew the vision in the temple, this kind of worry But it is real.

"Don't worry too much," a soft voice came from the side, a gentle woman in a plain robe had come to the bench at some point, she saw the nervousness of the high-ranking aide, and smiled and comforted, "The Theocratic Council is not a ferocious enemy, they are His Majesty's arms, the guards of the world, and they are also trying to protect the church at the moment. This is actually a good thing. The council responded quickly but did not arrest anyone, which shows that things are still under control. ."

The high-ranking aide stood up and saluted, then spread his hands with a wry smile: "I know, Your Lady of the Holy Maiden, the knight commander also said that this is probably just a false alarm all night, but the scene in the Garden of Harvest is really terrifying, I am here. From time to time, the pictures I saw before flashed in my mind... Those traces on the ground always make me unable to bear..."

"Don't think too much, don't recall, don't question, you are a devout person, so at this time it is even more important to know where the real test lies. Thousands of prayers in good times are not a test, and your true heart in a distressed situation That is the true strength of a devotee." The woman wearing a simple robe shook her head gently and put her hand on the shoulder of the high-ranking deacon, "I am also responsible for this matter, after receiving the notification from the Theocratic Council I should have been more vigilant and not let you stay in Harvest Court for so long."

"No, Your Excellency, don't say that, it's my responsibility to be shaken," the high-ranking aide hurriedly waved his hands, "I understand what you mean, and I know what to do, you don't have to worry."

"That's good," the manager of the Temple of Plenty nodded lightly, but couldn't help but add a few words, "If you feel unsupported, just go to the side hall to rest for a while, the psychological counselor sent by the council. There, too, or go to the neural network to relax, this is not the sacramental period, and proper entertainment and relaxation does not go against the will of the three goddesses."

The high-ranking deacon hesitated for a while, and finally nodded: "Thank you for your concern, then I will go to the side hall to rest."

The high-ranking deacon left, and the Saintess of Plenty sighed softly. She looked back at the high icon platform at the end of the long hall, and saw that the icons of the Three Goddess of Plenty were quietly standing on the platform, bathed in magic crystals. The faint radiance sprinkled, the goddesses are as elegant and beautiful as ever, and the garlands, ears of wheat and utensils for fine wine presented by the devout followers surround the icon, maintaining an immortal state. .

After confirming that the objects around the icon were still affected by the power of miracles, and there was no sign of decay, the Holy Maiden of Plenty felt a little relaxed. She lowered her head and softly recited the words recorded in the holy book. She hung down on both sides until the sound of metal boots hitting the ground suddenly broke the calm in the long hall, and she suddenly raised her head to look in the direction of the sound.

A trial nun with short silver-white hair and a combat staff was walking towards this side through the rows of benches in the long hall, with a serious expression on her face.

The Saintess of Harvest immediately stepped forward, greeted the church ceremonies and asked, "What happened?"

"We need you to pray again, a prayer that clearly points to high-level magic," the silver-haired nun said with a serious face, "It is not necessary to release the magic completely, but I hope you can tell me all your feelings during the prayer. ."

"Do you need to pray again?" The saint was a little surprised, but nodded quickly, "I understand."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and went straight to the statue of the three goddesses at the end of the long hall. She lowered her head and began to recite those sacred prayers.

As a "purifier" who grew up in the temple since childhood, devotion has become a part of this lady's heart like breathing, and her powerful spiritual talent allows her to easily evoke the three gods of abundance without any pressure. In soft and gentle prayer syllables, the air around the lady visibly floated layers upon layers, and some vast, powerful yet gentle force emanated from within her, like spring and Warm sunshine spreads under his feet.

This is the power bestowed by the three gods of abundance. It is a miracle magic that can reverse the logic of reality on a small scale. It can even make acres of barren land luxuriant in winter, or cause stones to sprout and dry trees. It was green, but the council nun had already stated that only one test was needed, and the decoration of the temple floor was very expensive, so the Holy Maiden of Harvest ended her guidance on the divine art a moment before it really took shape, and then let out a breath and calmed down. with his own breath.

"It seems that the magic is working normally, and your three goddesses should be in good condition now," the judge nun with short silver hair nodded slightly, "Thank you very much for your cooperation. Do you feel any strangeness during the prayer?"

The Holy Maiden of Plenty did not immediately answer the nun's question. She seemed to be in a daze. She was looking down at her hands in confusion. The curly hair hanging down from the sides of her cheeks blocked her expression, but the silver-haired nun beside her had already noticed this tall man. The situation of the super clergyman seems to be wrong, her fingers are quietly placed near the trigger of the staff, and the other hand is at the position where the call for help can be touched at any time: "Ma'am, you are feeling strange. Is it?"

"I..." The Holy Maiden of Plenty finally woke up, she slowly raised her head, she didn't seem to be in an abnormal mental state, but her tone was full of unease and confusion, "I don't know, I just feel... emptiness and silence..."

"Void and silence?" The trial nun frowned immediately, she judged that the saint in front of her was not contaminated by the spirit of the gods, but her finger did not move from the trigger, "Please describe in detail what you feel. If there are any abnormal memory fragments or sudden auditory and visual hallucinations in the recall process, please try to send me signals if possible.”

"Please rest assured, I'm very awake, I'm not polluted, I'm just a little confused, something incomprehensible happened," The Holy Maiden of Harvest noticed the unusually serious expression on the silver-haired nun's face in front of her, she hurriedly shook her head , replied sternly, "I prayed to the goddess, but I didn't feel the gentle and loving response in the past, and I didn't have any feeling of being watched by God in my heart. This kind of thing has never happened.

"Sister, although it is a bit arrogant to say this, I am a natural candidate. Although I have not reached the level of 'God's Choice' and I do not have the ability to directly listen to the oracle, I can at least feel the goddess's gaze, especially It's when I'm praying for high-level magic."

"But your magic is working normally," the silver-haired nun said sternly. "The gods answered your prayers accurately, as always."

"Yes, the divine art took effect, and the gods gave power immediately, but I didn't feel their... temperature during the process, I know it's hard to understand, because the normal process of using divine art itself also There won't be such a special feeling, but..."

The saint looked a little flustered. She should not have lost her way so easily. However, the abnormal reaction from the root of her faith and the tension of the entire church area being blocked made her stress rise sharply, but at least she was still very rational. She chose Tell all the clues you have noticed to the "professionals" in front of you, instead of hiding them because of the estrangement in your heart and conservative choices.

At the same time, in other churches, shrines, and temples in the entire church district, the same tests were being carried out everywhere, with high-ranking priests and selected people with strong spiritual talents who were able to communicate with the gods to a certain extent. Pray, under the supervision of the Theocratic Council, use this indirect method to try to spy on changes in the kingdom of God.

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The invisible wind swept through the endless gray-white desert, and the immutable pale sky covered the magnificent throne like a mountain. Suddenly, some powerful force shook this ancient and eternal space. The fine sand flew up, forming a huge vortex in the air. Then, a huge figure stepped out of the vortex, floating over the sand sea like a dark cloud, and walked towards the throne.

Behind this figure, the amazing-scale sand and dust vortex did not dissipate immediately. The power of the anchor generator continued to maintain it for several seconds before it gradually disintegrated. The bizarre and exotic scenery is vaguely visible. It seems to be a palace shrouded in a magnificent light curtain, but the top of the palace shows a collapsed and damaged scene. This scene only lasted for a moment, and then gradually dissipated due to the complete disintegration of the sand and dust vortex. .

At the same time, at the last moment before the vortex completely dissipated, another vague voice floated from the wind, as if an extremely weak person was trying to speak: "...Thank you."

The giant figure who had come to the throne did not look back, but just waved his hand in response. He didn't turn around until after confirming that the anchor generator had completely closed the channel, and glanced at the direction where the dust vortex disappeared. Sitting back on the throne with a tired body, he took a deep breath.

After taking a breath, he casually picked up the black and white scepter in his hand and shook it, before looking at the small stone pillar in front of the throne: "Did anything happen while I was away?"

"It doesn't change," Wilder's voice came from the top of the stone pillar. "So, did you just flick the blood from the stick?"

Lady Ye waved her hand: "I cleaned it up before I came back and I'm not a stick, I'm a scepter."

Wilder: "…"

"Your silence is very problematic, Mr. Great Adventurer," Ms. Ye looked at the **** book on the stone pillar with a half-smiling smile, "I remember you asked this question very curiously when I came back a few times. Then, why didn't you ask anything this time?"

"I've asked everything that I should, and you have answered what I can. I didn't ask what you didn't answer. I'm almost done with guessing. What else can I ask?" Wilder said casually, "You I have opened the passage a dozen times in a row, and every time I go out and come back, I am full of murderous aura. Sometimes there will be a little bit of a 'scenario' leaked across the passage. Although I didn't dare to look at it, I accidentally caught sight of it. After two glances, it's scary for the sake of my own mental health, so I'd better not ask more."

Madam Ye looked down at Wilder on the stone pillar from the sky. There seemed to be a smile in those amber eyes, but she didn't say anything, and he seemed to be in a good mood. After a few minutes of rest, he took the initiative to break it. Silence: "Now, I have basically done everything I can do."

"Can I ask, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Look, you still can't help asking," Ms. Ye laughed happily, seemingly enjoying the moment, "Mr. Great Adventurer, let me tell you a secret, this secret may surprise you. "

"Secrets that can startle me? Ma'am, with all due respect is there a more startling secret than 'Lady of the Night Sweeps the Gods'?"

"It sounds like you've exercised your mentality very well recently, and you don't make a fuss about ordinary things anymore," Ms. Ye lowered her eyes and smiled, "But if I tell you...under some stricter standards, I would Are you actually a mortal?"