goddess of revolution

Chapter 433 The God of Death seat, the three signs of the change of the era are all alive
Youxiang, a grand city straddling thousands of islands in the inland sea, is crowded with people at first glance, vehicles and boats are constantly coming in and out, and the prosperity is still there.There is a slightly sharper tone in the noisy voice, which is a cacophony of sorrow, fear and even despair.Matching with the occasional smoke and dust blooming in the city, the golden city of Youxiang is covered with a little dirt.

Zishan Loyalty Sanctuary, the statue of Kaim stands at the end of the magnificent hall, white robes in the front row, and gold, silver, gray, and black robes in the back row stand in sequence. Under the leadership of just a little scarlet, they salute and pray to the statue.

That point of scarlet turned around, showing its old face, and glanced at the crowd. His words were as cold as black iron: "The dead sounded the horn of war, and the seat of the god of death began to shake. The sound of the replacement of the era has already sounded. Gods, the living, the dead , all lighted their torches, and threw them on the pyre where the old world was burned."

"Brothers and sisters! The time has come to dedicate everything to our Lord! Use our piety, our sacrifices to awaken the true will of our Lord! Let our Lord get rid of demons and heresies, and send down the supreme holy light to the world to cleanse all sins!"

He stretched his arms, and white light gushed out from his body, penetrating everyone's body and washing their hearts.

"Brothers and sisters! Take action! Lead believers to dedicate everything to our Lord!"

"Action! Gather every crystal, every golden bushel to Youxiang! Let every fresh body and every sincere soul be thrown into the battlefield to eliminate heresy! We don't need to hold back anything!"

"Action! Mobilize everyone, take every whip, every sword, every morning star! From this moment on, we are the hand of our Lord! Anyone who resists dedication is a heretic, and we must stop here Destroy! The more blood is shed, the more pleased the Lord will be!"

Pairs of eyes ignited fiery flames, and the bishops and priests who are in charge of the power of Youxiang and even the kingdoms shouted with joy and excitement from the soul: "For Kaim! Dedicate everything!"

When there were only red robes and a few white robes left in the hall, the words of the conversation completely lost the fanaticism and piety just now.

"Cardinal Benoit, shouldn't the cardinal council collectively promulgate such an important matter as the implementation of the divine birth system, or even... the adults?"

"This will arouse fierce resistance from all over the world! We will lose control of the western countries! Countries in the middle like the Kester Kingdom will immediately turn to the Blood Crown Queen!"

"The suppression of heresy in Erxiang these days has aroused more and more people's resistance. Now hundreds of people are dying every day. What will be the consequences of implementing the god birth system in Erxiang?"

"This will fuel the arrogance of Lucian's gang of fugitives! He and the guy who pretended to be a descendant of Tudor will become a very terrible threat!"

The white robes questioned the red robe Benoit excitedly, no longer the humility of the white robes to the red in the past.

"I, Benoit, represent the Cardinal Council now," Benoit said indifferently: "If you don't believe it, you can go to the Supreme Hall to call other red robes, or even call the adults directly."

The white robes are at a loss for words, and the other red robes of You Xiangshu have long since disappeared, let alone those demigods.In the entire Cardinal Council, only Benoit remained.

Benoit said again: "Oh, let me correct you, now we represent the Cardinal Council and the adults."

He said in a meaningful tone: "So...we represent the will of our Lord."

The white robes were stunned, and then stunned, but everyone was still hesitant.

Benoit nodded: "Don't worry, just let it go, this is also the will of the adults."

The white robes gradually burst into smiles, and their eyes glowed even hotter than before.

When the white robes left, Benoit turned and looked up at the statue of Kem, laughing loudly.

"Burn! Burn everything! Clean up a new world for the adults!"

He spit on the statue of Kaim: "Kam, do you think this is your new life? No! Everything will start again! This is the fate of Finn! Neither gods nor humans can escape this. fate!"

………………

In the northwest of Youxiang, among the mountains near the sea, a piece of forest was shattered, and a thick column of smoke shot straight into the sky.

Before the smoke dissipated, the two rushed into the center of the woodland that had turned into a big pit.

Seeing that figure standing in the pit vaguely, the old housekeeper panted and complained, "Young Master... No, Your Highness! You are making such a big noise again, beware of anyone who invites Youxiang!"

The slender figure didn't stop, and rushed to that figure, looked around him nervously, confirmed that he was safe, heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Your Highness is amazing! You have made progress!"

After the smoke cleared, the blond young man touched the girl's cheek and said with a happy smile, "Level [-]! I'm the pinnacle of a hero!"

He frowned again and said, "Twins, you forgot?"

"Yes, Master", the girl smiled very sweetly: "Master Luo Luo!"

Then raised his face and said: "Your Excellency Lucian came to you and said that he has something very important."

The young man took the towel and asked casually, "Is it important?"

The girl nodded: "Yes, he looked very solemn, and said that you should feel it yourself, young master."

Stunned, putting the towel on his shoulders, Romulus Heather Tudor lifted the flail in his hand and carefully examined the metal thorns reflecting the sunlight.The bronze light reflected on his face, dyeing his handsome face like a sculpture, and the girl beside him was fascinated by it.

"It was indeed a bit weird just now. The cycle of divine power brought about by Eternal Tranquility just now suddenly became much more violent, and I was able to use the divine art of angering thousands of troops."

He clasped the flail around his waist, a copper light flashed in his hand, and the weapon that was originally glowing suddenly became plain and unpretentious.

"Then I'll pass, and I can't keep Lucian waiting too long."

A tent was spread out in a hidden valley in the dense forest. It could be seen that this was a large-scale team, but it was not considered a large army.

Romulus entered the valley, stopped in amazement, and reached for the flail.

There was an additional team in the valley, and the uniforms turned out to be priests and paladins directly under Youxiang Zishan, and there was a hooded woman dressed as a magician at the head.

"Don't be nervous," Lucian flashed beside Romulus in a gray robe: "They are here to join you, Heather."

"Follow me?"

Romulus looked at the other party for a moment, and said awe-inspiringly: "I can feel your strength. You should have a high status in Youxiang. Why did you come to join me, a wanted heretic?"

An old pastor sighed: "Because the red robe Benoit is crazy, the whole Purple Mountain is also crazy! They started to implement the godbirth system, recruiting every adult man and woman, and confiscating every gold bush. This is not the way of Kem, they It must be controlled by the evil demon king!"

"This proves a saying that was circulated in Youxiang before," another paladin said: "There are several adults hidden in Zishan...they have always controlled Kaim's will, and the Blood Crown Queen is competing with them for Kaim's will. Those of us who have lost our faith in Kaim need to find a new order that can make us loyal and willing to sacrifice everything to protect it."

Romulus looked at Lucian in shock, who smiled and said, "You believe it now, this is not something I fabricated alone."

"but……"

Romulus asked suspiciously: "How can you be sure that I can lead you to establish a new order?"

"Because you are a descendant of Emperor Tudor," said the female magician. She took off her hood, revealing a beautiful face full of temptation.It's a pity that the cheekbones are slightly prominent, coupled with the high eyebrows, the whole person is full of piercing arrogance.

"There has been a strange shock in the realm of the dead. Who has shaken the seat of the god of death? The era change has officially begun. Kaim's will has been split, and he will no longer have the power of order. The new era requires a new order, Tudor The inheritance of the Great Emperor is a good choice."

She looked at Romulus from top to bottom with chilling blue eyes, not concealing the meaning of judgment at all, and her tone was very rude: "But I really don't have enough confidence in you, the descendant of Emperor Tudor A lot, just relying on blood is not enough to carry his strength."

Romulus looked at Lucian, who nodded slightly. He took a deep breath and put his hand on the flail again.

"I have not only inherited the blood of the Great Emperor," he said coldly, "I also have the will to establish a new order and return the world to peace!"

The copper light in his hand flickered, and the flail faded away from the color of ordinary iron, revealing the brilliance of bronze.

Romulus waved the flail, and the ripples fluctuated in the bitter energy, which was the continuous distortion of space.

The female magician exclaimed: "Ben's whip!?"

"Ben? The god of tyranny? Is this his weapon?"

Romulus shook his head: "No, you read it wrong, this is eternal tranquility, a weapon used by Emperor Tudor."

"Roro", Lucian said in an intimate tone: "At the end of the last era, Emperor Tudor suppressed Benn, the god of tyranny who tried to break free from the seal in Tangus, and purified Benn's whip as his own weapon. into eternal peace."

"This...is the weapon of the god of tyranny?"

Romulus looked at the weapon in his hand in shock, and suddenly felt that he was driving a terrifying beast.

Lucian said: "Don't worry, it has been purified by the great emperor and lost its tyrannical power, only the peaceful power from pure order, you should feel it. And you have inherited the power of your ancestors, it is eternal in your hands peaceful."

Romulus felt it quietly, and tasted the pure and solid power filling his body and mind. He nodded and said, "It is indeed the case. I will master it and control it just like my ancestors."

"You have already done it." The female magician's expression changed suddenly, and she humbly bowed her head to Romulus: "I am Greta-Mildorn, the servant of magic from the Storm Islands. All the teams are loyal to you, and fight for you to establish a new order and rebuild a new faith."

"Uh..." Romulus couldn't adapt to the transformation of the beautiful magician for a while, scratching his head and said, "Don't talk about allegiance, our goals are the same, we are partners."

"Yes, we are partners." Greta looked up and smiled charmingly: "It is a partner who can entrust everything to you, Your Highness."

Romulus coughed twice, then turned to ask Lucian: "So, what should we do now? Our team is stronger. Shouldn't we go to the northern countries and enlist their support?"

"No, Your Highness," Greta said, "we should raise the banner, let the people remember the glory of the Tudor Empire, let the people unite under the banner of the new emperor Tudor, and overthrow the brutal rule of Erxiang Zishan."

Her tone became passionate: "Yes, Your Highness, rebuild the empire! Let Tudor's order replace Kem's order!"

Romulus opened his mouth wide, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, looking at Lucian with joy and fear.

Lucian said in a deep tone: "Your Highness, Miss Milden is right. Youxiang is promoting the godbirth system. They are digging their own graves. Every time they receive a bushel of gold, they create an enemy. We You only need to gather these people under the banner of the empire, and Youxiang will collapse like a sand mountain."

"The empire... is it..."

Romulus only felt a little dazed. He raised the flail and stared at the pattern on the handle in a daze.

That pattern is rather weird, more like a symbol.It is to draw a stroke on each corner of a cross, which is somewhat like a square wheel.

This is the symbol of the Tudor Empire, which has been buried in the dust of history for thousands of years.

Romulus stroked the pattern, his eyes gradually burning with heat.

A new era is coming, a new empire, a new order, isn't it a matter of course?

(End of this chapter)