Invade the white dove

Chapter 156 God of Love 21

The snowstorm is getting denser.

The footprints when they came here have been covered by snowflakes all over the sky, and the road leading to the temple is also hidden in the unknown white mist. Fortunately, there is a magic mask to protect Julis and Esper from being lost in the vast expanse. In the snow waves.

Esper was slightly depressed at first because she was about to part with her human friends whom she had finally gotten to know, but it also increased because of the snow that she had never seen before.She was held in Julis's arms. Relying on the magic protection, she stretched out her arms from time to time. She didn't stretch out her arms until her little hands were red from the cold, and then she would stretch them back and stuff them coldly into Julis' chest.

This is a game that the father and daughter often play at the edge of the world. Papa will be amused every time, but now no matter how deliberately funny Esper is, he can't see Julis's smiling face.She was keenly aware of Papa's solemn mood, so she calmed down temporarily, wrapped her arms around his neck, and looked at the transparent house that was about to swallow them all in one bite.

Daddy once told her that in the far northern ice field, there was a palace made of ice bricks.Every piece of ice stone in the hall is polished to be crystal clear. On sunny days, it will reflect the white light of the sun. Travelers who take a pilgrimage by boat can see this warm sun that can cleanse the soul from far away. , they called it the Holy Light.

The top of the transparent temple is the dome structure that created a generation of architectural schools.Cleverly buckling the beautifully curved semicircular roof on the square main hall without causing the surrounding walls to collapse due to excessive load, this is the concentrated expression of mathematics, architecture and aesthetics, and integrates the infinite wisdom of human beings.

Dad also said that although the temple was built on the coldest Tyr Ice Field, the interior of the building was as warm as spring.Fire up the fireplace all night without worrying about the icicles melting.Colored marble is the floor tile of this transparent sanctuary, wool tapestry woven with gold and silver threads adorns the walls of each prayer room, and the altar in the main hall enshrines the sculpture of a god as tall as two people .

There is a gathering of all the luxury of human beings, but the wealth there is considered the most sacred and pure - believers voluntarily dedicate everything they own to the sculpture, whether it is property or themselves.

"How stupid, to pray for happiness from a sculpture that can't speak, but not try to work hard!" Esper said suspiciously at the time, "Daddy, you didn't make up this story well."

At that time, Sotiria just rubbed her head lightly, making the little girl's long braids frizzy.

Esper once thought that the shrine decorated with flowers and vines and willows where she lived with her father and Papa was beautiful enough, until she saw this legendary "transparent temple" with her own eyes today.

Carnelian, topaz, peridot, blood agate, blue fluorite, emerald... Countless jewels are inlaid on the gate of the temple, carved in the walls of the temple, and shining in the scepter of the statue.

Esper was almost fascinated by the colorful jewels, until she felt a slight pinch on her face, and then she realized that she had been carried by Papa to a carved and gilded white oak door.

"Well, it stinks!" The door was half-closed, and a smell came out from the crack of the door. Esper quickly tightened her nose, "Like a vampire who hasn't bathed in a month!"

In the empty hall, there seemed to be only the two of them alive. The voice of the young child was high-pitched and thin, and when he yelled out, it formed countless echoes. Through the cracks, he slipped into the stench-smelling hall.

Before Julis had time to cover Esper's mouth, he heard a faint "huh" coming from the hall. It was like the whimper of a dying animal, or like a person in desperate situation seeing hope. Hysterical struggle.

Could it be that there are still people alive in this dead building?

He subconsciously rushed in.

However, after seeing the densely packed corpses lying on the ground, Julis turned around quickly, pulled off the strip of cloak and covered Esper's eyes, and told his daughter not to take it off. The intertwined bones walked towards the altar in the center of the hall.

No, perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it an altar.

With the altar as the center, six naked, headless male corpses are in the posture of throwing their bodies to the ground, with their feet inwards and arms outwards. It was a head with wide-eyed eyes, and the shock of the moment before death was still condensed in the eyes.

These people's heads are all bald, and the uniform hair style of the holy court angels, without exception.

What surprised Julis even more was that the sacrifices held in the mouths of each head, which were clearly suet jade rings before he stepped onto the altar, turned into rats, toads, cockroaches, crows and other animals at this moment corpse.

"Well, help!"

The struggling voice sounded again, as if hearing Julis' footsteps, the desire for life overcame the helplessness of dying, and he even shouted a complete cry for help.

However, Julius quickly scanned the layers of corpses, and all he saw was death.

"Papa, it's inside!" At this moment, Esper, who had been silent until now, suddenly pointed in the direction of the altar.

Yulis looked helplessly at his daughter who didn't know when to tear off the blindfold. A magic halo floated out of his hand, lifting the round marble countertop of the altar into the air, revealing the hollow altar pillars .

Julius and Esper Qiqi looked inside.

"Thank you..." Before the words of thanks came out, it turned into an exclamation as if seeing a dead person, "Yes, is it you?"

Although the snowstorm outside the temple is howling and trying to devour the last ray of light from the Tyr Ice Field, the dazzling array of jewels inlaid in the vault is comparable to sunlight, illuminating this hellish scene. Whether it's the handsome facial features or the fiery red hair, it's enough to make people unforgettable.

Appearing in Julis' line of sight was an old man with messy flaxen curly hair. He hadn't showered for an unknown number of days, and his wool-like hair was oily and sticky.However, even though his face was wrinkled and his skin was covered with age spots, Julis finally realized the person's name the moment he met those gray-green pupils——

"Nice to meet you, Your Majesty Razel."

He didn't ask "what happened here", didn't care about "are there any survivors", and didn't care about "why did he become like this", just polite and alienated, and at the same time an extremely outrageous sentence "nice to meet you" .

Hearing this, Razel Black, as if seeing a clown's performance, the corners of her wrinkled mouth were pulled up, and she couldn't help laughing: "I'm glad I'm still alive. Yes, I'm very happy! That red-haired boy Played the hero again—" he sings dryly.

Julius didn't respond, he looked around the hall, and finally confirmed that there was no second survivor except Razel who somehow survived miraculously.

All the envoys of the temple died, which was a devastating blow to the Aotheism.But he can neither rejoice at this, nor feel pity—all the clergy of the Holy Court are participants in this deceptive magic, and now they have finally become the sacrifices of magic. mother the fairest rules.

"Youlis, although I don't know where you have been for the past four years, you appeared at the right time."

Razel pressed his bound hands to the edge of the altar pillar. The rope was stretched straight at both ends, as if something else was tied, and he tugged disgustedly. The hand that had been bitten by the beast appeared in Julis' vision.

"I think you must be very curious about what happened to me."

Razel, who was supposed to be in his prime, aged prematurely, which may be a side effect of being eroded by black magic for a long time.The "emperor" of the empire is now breathless for a few words.

But this does not prevent him from talking to himself: "The damn Thoth, after using us, he held a sacrificial ceremony, and he devoured all the believers who were 'given' by him, including the six kingdoms. The king and I. However, thanks to the elven blood in my body, I can be more tenacious than other kings. After the unlucky ghost thought that no one could match him, he dared to trouble the Sea God. But since he returned It is you who came here, Thoth must have gone to hell with the devil..."

"Oh, I almost forgot to introduce these old friends."

As if remembering something, Razel raised his wrist and shook it, pointing to the right hand that was pulled up by the iron chain, "King Fisher of the Tundra Kingdom, he was directly frightened after seeing the sacrificial ceremony." dead."

Then he pointed to the one on the left, "King Gaduo of Ards, he quarreled with King Cormyr of Nice and was strangled to death by Cormyr. The other three kings are also here. I believe they must be very sorry." I didn't get to know you while I was alive."

All the rulers of the six countries died in the sanctuary, and only the emperor of the Austrian Empire survived. Julius immediately realized that this was a rare opportunity for Raphael, who was hungry for power.

Even though he hasn't been alive for a few years.

Sure enough, Raffle went on to say: "I know what the Holy Court did a few years ago made you feel completely chilled, but you see, the old generation is dead now. Only you and I are still alive. This is fate Arrangement. Yulis, we can use the name of God Olympus to stop the war on the mainland, restore order, and restore civilization. From now on, I am the emperor of the Black Ze continent, and you are the spokesperson of theocracy. We will rule the mainland together... ..."

But Julius just asked, "Do you know Toth's real identity?"

Raphael smiled and blinked: "Even if I'm not good enough, the magic power of elves still flows in my blood. Since I can see through your contract knight, I can naturally see that strange shadow on Thoth."

Julius was silent.

"Do you know what other creatures I have seen such marks on, dragons, mermaids, and witches..."

"You already knew..."

"Are they a race from the edge of the world?" Razel laughed, "Frankly speaking, I really didn't understand why the thorny vines on your contract knights were blue, and the other demons were clearly red signs. Until he He took the initiative to bring up 'destruction'. Who knows how many books I have read before I can find any information about Apophis."

"You know, not long after you were born, old Fino and Thoth planned a campaign of 'destroying the gods', and all belief in the god of destruction was eliminated. The price of that magic is not big, after all, for the destruction The faith of the people is already shaky—in order to make their wishes come true, people have to offer too many sacrifices. After that movement, almost no one still remembers who the God of Destruction is. Until a month ago..."

Speaking of this, Raphael raised his eyebrows, showing a treasured expression: "All the legends about Apophis and the poems about him have re-entered my mind. I guessed it at that time, Thor Te and the demon must be dead.—You did it?"

But at this time, Julius, who had been standing still like a log, seemed to come alive suddenly, and pulled Razel by the collar, dragging him almost to the ground: "You mean, the belief in destruction is not something that humans take the initiative to do." Abandon?"

The bloodshot black eyes moved suddenly after hearing Razel's words, the nostrils opened slightly, and the facial muscles trembled unnaturally, like a convulsion.

This kind of expression was all too familiar to Raphael.He'd seen it on too many gamblers' faces when he was a bard.

Their expressions are dull, as if they are indifferent to everything, but as long as someone is willing to give them a copper coin at this time, they will immediately rush to the gambling table like mad dogs, and bet their hopes and their lives on the gambling table without hesitation. in the hands of others.

Although I don't know why Julius became like this, but Julius is a useful pawn, which is the consensus of everyone.Seeing that he was about to use him again, Raphael's smile became brighter: "Yes, Julius. People think of Apophis, and will eventually regain their belief in destruction. There used to be such a legend: when Faith is strong enough that you can even bring gods back to life!"