Ranluo City has completely turned from a city on the verge of ruin but under reconstruction into a ruin.
The high-energy holy light burned the city, which had been repeatedly fought over by the castle and hell, until it completely collapsed.
[Ranluo City] is now like the remains of burnt bones that have been chewed into pieces - the ground, the walls, the buildings... are covered with black scars everywhere.
If you look closely, you will find that these dark marks are made up of fine, sticky black powder.
When the wind blows, the black powder will break into pieces and melt into the wind bit by bit, then dye the wind black and drift with the wind, just like a rising column of smoke.
This is a trace that has been purified by holy light.
Holy light has never been a gentle thing.
Light has energy, and holy light is highly concentrated light.
This means that holy light is highly concentrated energy.
Highly concentrated energy can destroy the basic structure of matter the moment it hits it.
Holy light can quickly heat matter to vaporization temperature and eventually evaporate it.
It can even directly destroy the elemental composition of living organisms, causing them to disintegrate on their own.
Because of this, the soldiers who died under the angel's sword often died in extremely tragic ways.
Just like the charred and twisted corpses scattered throughout Ranluo City.
From the general appearance of these charred corpses, it can be seen that 80% of the corpses in the entire [Ranluo City] are human.
Yes, the angels launched a massacre in Ranluo City.
Massacre of humans.
The coolies responsible for rebuilding Ranluo City were almost all captured by Hell from human cities.
Civilians captured by hell, soldiers fighting to exhaustion, traitors who are afraid of death...
Good, bad, loyal, pious, damned, or wronged, all were indiscriminately turned into charcoal under the holy light of the angels.
Among them, there are even many believers of the Church of the Holy Angels.
They thought the angel was their savior, so instead of running away or resisting, they knelt on the ground and wanted to kiss their savior's shoes to express their joy at being saved.
But the scorching holy light still shone down mercilessly, freezing their ecstasy in eternal black smoke.
Angels are like this.
Their torture instruments specifically designed for hell and their immune cells that are running wild.
When faced with anything that may be related to the abyss, they will purify it without hesitation.
Ronis looked at the thousands of his compatriots who died tragically outside the city of Ranluo. Although he still felt some compassion in his heart, he felt more of a fanaticism and excitement.
As the supreme leader of the Church of Holy Angels, he understands the nature of angels better than anyone else.
It was this essence that fascinated him deeply.
So powerful, so resolute, so without any mercy, it burned everything to ashes.
This is something humans cannot do.
As long as one is human, there will be sins such as arrogance, greed, lust, etc., and one will sink in desires and will never be able to achieve true justice and fairness.
But angels are different.
Angels judge all sins equally, without listening to any excuses. There is no forgiveness or emotion, only absolute right and wrong.
This is the God with infinite majesty and omnipotence in Ronnis' heart.
Thunder, lightning, rain and dew are all God’s grace.
Believe in God, worship God, and leave everything to God.
Let all the unbelievers turn to ashes under God’s judgment.
Separate the filthy and sinful humans from the human group and let them stand trial.
Only those devout people who share the same ideals as you will remain.
What a wonderful thing this is.
However, it always takes some time for foolish and fallen human beings to understand such profound truths.
Therefore, until all human minds are completely purified, those people with weak faith cannot be allowed to see such a magnificent sight.
Ronis gave the order to the cardinal beside him:
“Next, you must record the process of God’s judgment of hell, without making any mistakes.
Remember, God has mercy, but also the light of destruction. "
The cardinal immediately understood Ronis's intention and bowed and replied:
“The mercy of God can only be seen by the devout.
Those whose faith is shaken should be warned by the light of destruction. "
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Be a war correspondent with photo beads in hand.
When angels kill demons, shoot.
When angels kill people, don't shoot.
Finally, the power of the church was used to produce a large number of photo beads.
Use stronger propaganda to cover up the propaganda of the Church of Poseidon.
Then prove to the whole of Erathia that the previous [Ronis Gate] incident was just a ridiculous farce led by demons.
The greatest religious leader of our Erathia, Rhonis, has been fighting against Hell with all his might until his death!
It has been so until now, it is still so now, and it will be so from now on!
Seeing Ronnie's satisfied expression, the cardinal knew that he and Ronnie had once again reached a mutual understanding.
He lowered his head and asked in a deep voice:
"Pope, the Thunder Temple just sent another urging message.
They asked us to quickly penetrate the heart of Hell, and preferably, to attack the Heart of the Abyss as soon as possible."
"Um."
Ronis nodded slightly and asked:
"What do you think we should do?"
The cardinal thought for two seconds, then slowly spoke out the speech he had prepared in his mind.
It is a despicable, disgusting, disloyal proposal with no bottom line at all, but it is the most favorable proposal for the Church of the Holy Angels.
“ Pope, I suggest that we can ask for more aid supplies while pretending to agree to the Thunder Temple.
In this way, the Thunder Temple can be reassured by the greedy [Appearance].
Only when the Thunder Temple is at ease can we continue according to the original plan, neither rushing nor slowing down, and moving forward step by step.
Starting from [Ranluo City], all the hell cities encountered along the way will be judged and cleansed one by one.
Destroy, shatter, leaving no life.
In essence, it dealt a huge blow to Ofer.
Somla wants us to help them out.
But for us, Somla is the best bait to attract Hellboy.
As long as we delay the Thunder Temple and trick them into not giving the order to evacuate, Somla will become a shield to block everything for us.
We can take advantage of this opportunity to destroy a sufficient number of Hell Cities and plunder enough [Power of the Abyss].
Finally, produce enough [Petitioners].
These [Petitioners] will endlessly produce faith, and a huge amount of faith will accelerate the birth of angels. (Chapter 320)
In the end, everything will be as you wish and as we wish.”
This extremely despicable proposal was like poison mixed with honey, which made Ronis waver.
Even if this is wrong and goes against one's own teachings.
However, if it succeeds, the result will be too wonderful.
Although he knew it was poisonous, Ronis still couldn't help but swallow the poison wrapped in honey.
He closed his eyes and whispered:
“Inheim, do what you want.
Go and prove to me your worth to us [Holy Angels Church], go and prove to me your worth to the angels.”
"As you wish, Your Holiness."
The corners of the cardinal's mouth, hidden under his robe, curled up little by little.
[Look!]
Look!
The fact that it is as hard and sharp as a griffin's nails will eventually prove to Ronis that I, Inheim, am the right one.
The church’s previous methods were too mild and could not satisfy the angels at all.
What does not sacrifice the interests of mankind and what allows believers and God to help each other.
These are all extremely naive lies!
As a species, the thing that the human race cannot see clearly is itself.
Being timid, cowardly and short-sighted, one can only see the mistakes of others and never examine one's own self.
So humans always make mistakes over and over again.
Infighting, short-sightedness, constantly falling into the quagmire, and struggling repeatedly in the purgatory of extinction.
How can such a race be qualified to be saved?
Sacrificing some weak humans can exchange for the birth of an angel.
Is there any better deal in the world than this?
Even if all human beings are sacrificed, so what?
Angels are enough.
When one party achieves success, the other pay a price.
If you can't make up your mind , you will accomplish nothing.
Ronnies can't do it, Mlak can't do it, Catherine can't do it, Roland can't do it.
just me.
There is only me in all of Erathia.
Only I, who can peel away the fog and foresee the future, can make Erathia and the angel race prosper completely.
Then, use that overwhelming force to destroy all hell and demons. 】
Inheim slowly raised his head and stared at the red clouds floating in the sky with gloomy and deep eyes.
The wind blowing from Ofer's abdominal wall was mixed with a strong smell of sulfur, as pungent as coke that had burned to the point where it could no longer burn.
Inheim's lips moved slightly ferociously, making a soundless noise.
"Finally, I will complete my revenge."
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…
In Stormwind City, Smith put down the conch in his hand.
She watched the conch shell break into white light bit by bit, and her reluctant look gradually turned into determination.
Taking a deep breath, Smit adjusted himself and returned to the warm room.
She snuggled in Seri's arms and looked at Seri with coquettish eyes.
Seri smiled kindly and stroked Smit's hair slowly.
She did not rush to speak, but waited gently for Smith to tell her.
"Ah. It's been a while since I've been with my grandmother like this. Do you want to stay a few more days?"
Smit squinted his eyes comfortably.
"Smit, if you want to rely on me, I welcome you very much.
You are much better behaved than that bad boy named Lafei who only thinks about men (Luo Shi).”
Hmm...
Smit felt a pang in his heart.
She was more or less aware that her mind was now full of Qi Ge's affairs.
"Smit, you can stay with me for a few more days.
It’s just like when you were a child, lying in your grandmother’s arms, listening to me tell you stories.
Ah, now that you have grown up, you probably won’t be interested in those childish stories.
Not enough, I can also teach you many interesting magics."
Seri already understood that it was time to say goodbye, and she felt reluctant to let him go, so she tried gently to keep him.
The Seven Pigeons have their own way of fighting, and Smith has his own way of fighting.
When it comes to acting coquettishly, she is still very confident.
"Grandma, after hearing what you said, I no longer have the courage to say goodbye to you."
"If you can't bring it up, then forget it. It would be nice to take a rest.
No one will blame you if you stay a few more days.
Even if you do nothing, your seven pigeons will arrange everything well.
I could tell at a glance that his talent and gifts were monstrous.
Miracles that we may not encounter once in our lifetime may be just a daily occurrence for him."
"Ah. To be honest, it's hard for me to deny it."
Smith seemed a little depressed for a moment.
“Since I’ve been with Qi Ge, I’ve felt his miracles countless times.
I know very well that I may work hard all my life but still never be able to catch up with him.
Well, that's a bit complacent.
I'm sure I'll never be able to catch up with him even if I try my best in my whole life.
But even so."
Smith took a deep breath:
“But even so, I still want to try my best.
He has worked so hard for me, how can I remain indifferent?
If I continue like this, even if he waits for me, time won’t wait for me.”
"But it will be very hard for you."
Ceri sighed softly and gently stroked Smit's back without saying anything else.
Smit took a deep breath and suddenly laughed.
"Grandma, I'm leaving.
Maybe, I will go through a period of time that I don’t like, maybe, I will become unlike myself.
But it doesn’t matter, Seven Pigeons gave me enough guidance to overcome everything.”
Smith stroked her chest. In her arms was a thick little book.
“For my hero’s journey, and for the promise I made as a child.
I'm going to take my responsibility.
I will do my best to guide the people.
Gather your thoughts and bring together your hopes.
To become the Pope of the New Church and the Saint who belongs only to the Seven Doves.
Then, the world will be changed.”
"I see."
Ceri looked at Smit tenderly.
The light in Smit grew brighter in her eyes.
That was a dazzling light that was definitely not inferior to that of the Seven Pigeons, and it had enough power to make people follow it.
Seri smiled kindly, his eyes full of relief:
"Sure enough, little Smith, you are just like Qi Ge, a genius."
Geniuses are always attracted to each other and then achieve mutual success.
Finally, we reached the summit together.
It's like, magic and destiny, wealth and peace, sea and sun.
"Grandma, I'm leaving."
Listening to Smit's firm words, Ceri's eyes softened.
“Go ahead, kid.
Go and fulfill your destiny.
However, don't push yourself too hard.
If you feel tired, you can always come to your grandma's place to rest.
My castle is always open to you."
Smit left the castle and exhaled a breath of cold air.
She looked up at the sky.
Yesterday's snow had stopped, and the thick snow clouds hidden high in the sky had been dispersed by the sunshine.
The snow on the ground is slowly melting, bringing a deeper chill than when the snow first fell.
But Smit knew.
As long as you give the sun some time, the cold will eventually dissipate and warmth will eventually come.
“Hoo-hoo.”
A gust of cold wind mixed with frost and chill blew past, scratching Smith's face painfully.
But the person who was supposed to shield her from the cold wind was no longer by her side.
"Soon. Soon.
His time to accompany me will come soon.
The wind had risen from Erathia, swept across Bracada, and now was blowing toward Oufo.
But eventually, the wind would return to Erathia, breaking through the thick clouds that had been hanging over Erathia, allowing the sun to shine through.
Because Qi Ge made a promise to me.
Wherever I am, there the wind will return.”
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…
Sosa stood on the cliff, looking out at the ocean in the distance.
The warm and humid sea breeze from the Golden Sea blew Sosa's hair outside the helmet.
The long, epic voyage is coming to an end.
She successfully completed the Seven Pigeons' request and transported the Mlak Territory cut off from Erathia to the Golden Sea.
Next, as long as she waits for Sir Mlak to wake up, she can retire and carry out the next crucial order.
But now there is a small problem.
The giant sea turtle transporting Mrak Territory ran aground...
“Tsk.”
Sosa sighed from the bottom of his heart.
“Why are there reefs under such a vast sea?
It's obviously a marine creature, so what kind of undead joke is it that it's stuck in the middle of the sea and can't move.
After all, it was Qi Ge's fault.
Didn’t he say that as long as we reach the Golden Sea, someone would come to pick us up?
Where is the contact person?"
"Jiliwaala!"
Just then, Sosa suddenly heard a sharp scream.
Although the sound was so subtle that it sounded like a leaf falling to the ground, years of combat experience still made Sosa immediately alert.
“Wahaha!”
"Gwaa ...
Immediately afterwards, similar cries came from beneath the sea.
"This number? Thousands, tens of thousands?"
Sosa frowned immediately.
"Wild monsters? Or locals? With the Sea King Turtle here, how dare such weak creatures come and cause trouble?"
"boom!"
At this moment, a bright splash of water suddenly appeared on the sea surface, and a disc-shaped warship floating on the sea came riding on the wind and waves!
Silver Spirit!!
Sousa's eyes lit up. It seemed that the person who came to greet me had finally arrived.
“Meow!”
A huge cat shark was the first to break through the sea water, and soon after, fishmen appeared one after another all over the sea surface.
“Meow!”
At Cat Shark's command, the fishmen immediately stayed on the sea surface, just like soldiers obeying orders.
The cat shark jumped onto the land, bounced between the rock walls, and soon jumped onto the cliff.
On the back of the cat shark, a spirit in a white robe turned over and jumped down.
Ke Ruoke's face showed both solemnity and joy.
He looked like he was about to attend some important event; he carefully smoothed out every wrinkle on his robe before walking forward with his head held high to greet people.
"Your Highness Sosa!!
Our entire God's Chosen City cheers and applauds your arrival.
It’s great to have a safe journey.”
Ke Ruoke's emotions were obviously very high, so much so that her whole body was shaking a little while she was speaking.
“Finally, the time has finally come.
The seeds planted by the Lord will soon grow and sprout under our hands, and eventually become a towering tree that can protect us and even the entire Erathia!"
"yes."
Sousa was also very emotional.
"Qi Ge's whimsical, yet subtle and feasible plan has actually come to this point.
Perhaps, I am experiencing an event that will be recorded in the history of Asia.
Although I am just an insignificant supporting role in this incident, I can still be considered a participant. "
"What are you talking about?"
Ke Ruoke waved her hand exaggeratedly and denied it flatly:
"If it weren't for Your Highness Sosa's superb swordsmanship that held Fafner back last time, we wouldn't have been able to save Her Majesty Elni, and this plan would have failed long ago.
In the Lord's heart, you have always been one of the most important protagonists."
"Swordsmanship."
Sosa smiled bitterly, looked at the sword in his hand, and said:
“All I have and am good at is swordsmanship.
Compared with Qi Ge's ability to control the development of everything, what I have is just pure brute force.
What’s the use of being able to fight?
To save Erathia, one needs unprecedented wisdom, insight into everything, and the ability to connect everyone together.
Qi Ge, Adela, Ke Ruoke and you are the protagonists.
This time, not only me, but also Her Majesty the Queen, whom I have always admired, are your supporting roles.
But, it's so strange.
But I am so willing.
I even want to burn myself out for your plan, even at the cost of my life.
Perhaps, this is because you really let me see the hope of saving Erathia and saving mankind."
Ke Ruoke burst into laughter:
“It’s a matter of course!
The one who made the whole plan was Lord Qige.
He is the embodiment of miracles, the son of miracles who can make the impossible possible.
Not only is the future of mankind closely linked to Master Qige, but so is the future of us fairies."
Sosa also laughed.
“So, I always feel that Qi Ge made his best efforts, but he couldn’t even leave his name behind.
But he can only hide behind me, illuminating Erathia with his light and being the unknown hero.
This is so, so unfair.”
"Whether it's fame or glory, these are not what the Lord pursues.
He just keeps on the right path and protects all those who stray from it.
To follow him is to follow truth and rightness.”
A ray of light descended from the Silver Spirit and landed in the territory of Mlak.
Soon, a large group of fairies, dressed neatly and cleanly like Ke Ruoke, walked down from the Silver Spirit in a proud and heroic manner.
Ke Ruoke said with great emotion:
“These are all the goblin citizens who will join our first batch of [Human-Goblin Mixed Living Plan].
His Majesty Sosa.
The lord said that although his plan was theoretically possible, it would still require many, many experiments to implement it.
Next, you may repeat it over and over again, failing countless times, in order to conduct various experiments. "
“Oh, I’m ready.
I prefer hopeful efforts to hopeless idleness.
If you fail, just treat it as experience accumulation.
Even if I fail countless times, I will not give up.
No matter how many times I try, I will find a way to purify my faith."
Sosa put his hands firmly on his chest and said respectfully:
"For Her Majesty the Queen."
She quietly added in her mind:
"For the seven pigeons."