Book of Gods and Demons

"Book of Gods and Demons (

The same is November 11.

The port of Tulum is sunny, the temperature is even a bit hot, the flowers are in full bloom in the city and outside the city, and the seasonal fruits and melons are growing very well.

On the new pier No. 3 in the Port of Tulum, countless gorgeously dressed gentlemen, women, young masters and ladies gathered here, each of them with a bright smile, holding pure gold, large or small golden oaks. Sacred chapter.

In the air, two workshops under the name of a seven-member committee family in Tulum Port were imitated. The sphere airships nearly two hundred feet in length were suspended in the air thousands of feet off the ground, and they were connected to the ground by wire ropes thick with fingers.

Between the two spherical airships, a thin steel wire hung, and a huge white silk flag hundreds of feet long and wide was fluttering in the wind. The center of the white flag was painted with gold dust, and a golden oak tree nearly five hundred feet high. icon.

Below this golden oak tree icon, there is a line of equally golden, said to be the ‘sacred word’ that ‘Mu’ spoke to mortals in the dark and obscured age when he was incarnation of mortals traveling through the mainland of Medland——

‘Respect, grant you mercy; unbelievers, grant you destruction’!

On the side of New Pier No. 3, facing the gorgeously dressed big men, there are a total of 800 church knights wearing white robes, wearing light gold armor on their upper bodies, and holding twelve-foot halberds with silver rods and gold heads.

These church knights were tall and handsome. They stood neatly in line, attracting the hot eyes of countless girls and young women on the dock.

Archbishop Laurent had a sullen face, standing right in front of the church knights.

Many of the leading figures in Tulum Port smiled and leaned forward, trying to get close to Archbishop Laurent, but seeing his dark skin, these people were also anxious and turned around very wittyly.

Longinus, a burly figure carrying a huge sword, also stood behind Archbishop Laurent with a gloomy expression.

He looked melancholy, patrolling among the girls and young women on the dock. He saw familiar faces. The owners of those beautiful and pretty faces had once been in the confession room of St. Hild’s Cathedral, and they had done the deepest level of work to him alone or together with two or three or three or five people. repent.

What a wonderful confession ceremony!

Especially, every time after Langinus finished the confession ceremony in sweat, these beautiful ladies and wives would always donate a sum of money to the cathedral very generously.

According to the unspoken rules of the cathedral, 30% of those funds will become his private savings.

Over the years, the private money that Longinus has saved has also reached millions of gold marks...Although, as a devout clergyman, gold marks are of little use to him. But seeing that his secret account in the Royal Bank of Durham Empire kept increasing, Longinus was quite happy.

However, this wonderful and good day is coming to an end.

Archbishop Laurent, who was regarded as his father by Longinus, was about to return to Dabbas, from the southern diocese of the Dren Empire, to be promoted to the chief archbishop of Dabbas ascetic.

Longineust intends to inquire about his confidant's subordinates, the ascetic monastery in Dababa, how can I put it... the core institution which enjoys a high reputation in Dababa, and its status is respected, but basically no one wants to go to it.

It is said that the top secret of Dabowai is guarded there.

It is said that the greatest secrets of the gods are hidden there.

It is said that Dabowai's strongest combat power is hidden there.

It is said that...Uh, now the underground of the ascetic monastery has sealed the legendary evil spirits, demons, and even legendary gods... They are alive and living in the underground space of the ascetic monastery.

However, there is no confessional in the ascetic.

There is no food and clothing in the ascetic.

On the contrary, the ascetic monks there, they can only enjoy a fixed quota of three cups of mountain spring water, three pieces of black bread, three pieces of green cabbage... Goat's milk soaring!

Longinus lowered his head dejectedly. He didn't want to go to Dabbang, he didn't want to enter the ascetic.

However, nothing can be undone...

On the new fort in the distance, a salute sounded. In broad daylight, fireworks burst into the sky, bursting out dazzling flames. On the two new forts, ceremonial soldiers in Chinese costumes raised their long and short horns and sounded a cheerful welcome song.

The 12 battleships of the Jiasijia Island Squadron slowly sailed into the inner waters of Tulum Harbor in two rows.

At the rear of the Jiasijia Island Squadron, there are six gorgeous warships shining in the sun, painted with pale gold paint all over. These warships are golden all over, and even the sails are woven with light golden silk threads. In the center of the ship, a huge golden oak icon is made of gold leaf.

Behind these six huge golden ships, a dozen **** ships of the Kingdom of Saint Xia lowered their sails and slowly moved up.

The bow mortars of these **** ships made a deep roar, and they also used salutes to pay tribute to the salutes on the two new turrets in Tulum Port.

On the bows of the six huge golden ships, a group of priests wearing scarlet robes with cold expressions walked out slowly. They stood solemnly on the bow, and whispered the prayers of the Golden Oak Church praising ‘Mu’.

The pale golden light lingered on these blood-robed priests. A distance of several miles, their voices roared like a tsunami, instantly swept across the entire dock area, and then spread to the city of Tulum Harbor.

Not long after, almost all the people in Tulum Harbor heard the praises of these priests.

On the bell tower of St. Hild's Cathedral, the priests shook the bell, and the giant clock swayed from side to side. The heavy bell hammer hit the giant clock, making a high-pitched and resounding chime, which spread to the port area.

At the forefront of a group of leading figures in Tulum Harbor, Hessian wearing a big dress frowned and looked at the six giant golden ships.

"Wow, I have a personality. Scarlet robe. This Lord Attila, as the legend, seems to be difficult to deal with." Hesse pulled out a handkerchief and wiped his nose vigorously: "Oh, poor. Archbishop Laurent, what did he do wrong? Well, I actually like to deal with Archbishop Laurent."

The Duke of Rose is standing next to Hessian. Today she is wearing a black long dress and a black wide-brimmed hat with black poppies-flowers studded in her hat.

She covered half of her face with a small folding fan, and muttered in a low voice: "Who said no? Archbishop Laurent is safe and self-defeating, even a bit pedantic and stupid. I also prefer to deal with him... his careful eye, oh, oh, I miss him now. Unlucky old fellow, chief archbishop of the ascetic?"

With a sigh, Duke Rose said quietly, "God's Punishment Attila...or, in the terms of the Black Continent, the blood butcher Attila...this guy! It seems that Dabowei is angry, so Will send this **** guy over."

Hessen quickly glanced at Duke Ross: "Where? Are you afraid of him?"

Duke Ross rolled his eyes towards Hessian: "Oh, oh, yeah, I'm afraid of him... I'm just a helpless poor widow... And this sir? He is in the Black Continent, it is said that at least Cut off the heads of 50 million natives!"

"Mom!" Hessen scolded, "Port of Tulum, but a good place of peace and peace!"

He and Duke Ross looked at each other, then shook their heads at the same time...

This is about to take over the position of Archbishop Laurent and become the new archbishop of St. Hild’s Cathedral, that is, Attila, the archbishop of the southern suburbs of the Durham Empire. He is notorious on the Black Continent and is also notorious on the Maidland Continent. Broadcasting, can be regarded as the most notorious clergyman of the Golden Oak Church in the past three hundred years.

He was sent to preach on the Black Continent forty years ago.

He started as a small missionary at the grassroots level, using the heads of countless natives of the Black Continent to form a shortcut to the south.

For forty years, the Knights of the Church under his command have slaughtered more than 50 million natives-the actual number may be only a lot more.

He let countless trembling natives of the Black Continent crawl under his butcher's knife and become the most ‘pious’ ‘new believer’ of ‘Mu’!

He even used his butcher knife to frantically squeeze the natives of the Black Continent, bringing the Oak Church billions of huge profits every year.

With a mere 30,000 church knights and a slave army composed of millions of indigenous people, he established a huge scale on the Black Continent, with an area comparable to the ‘Divine Kingdom on Earth’ of several Duren Empires.

He was born in the Ascetic Monastery of Dabwa, and with perfect personal conduct, he perfectly upholds the church precepts of asceticism, and perfectly fulfills all the harsh vows he made before the icon of "Mu", so in three years Earlier, he was canonized as a'saint' by the current Pope of the Golden Oak Church.

Saint Attila, he came across the sea on a giant ship ~www.ltnovel.com~ The golden giant ship is getting closer and closer, among the crowd, a senior inspector of the Ministry of Supervision difficultly separated the flow of people and came to Hessian , Handed him a letter.

"His Excellency, this is a letter from the Imperial Capital just received by Lord Viglar. This letter is for you. Master Viglar said that he is very happy to have you and him on the journey back to the Imperial Capital. The company of your family."

"What the hell?" Hessen glanced at the golden giant ship gradually approaching, quickly opened the letter, and glanced quickly.

Then, Hesse froze on the spot.

"Joe bastard, what did he do?"

"I...I was promoted to the Marquis of the Empire? And, the middle name was calmly "Rong", changed to "Feng"?"

"Damn it, Lower Rockson County, the nearest of Wyndham Province to Tulum Harbour, has become the fief of the Rittal family? Will I still be awarded the Royal Hydra badge?"

"Uh... this, this... I'm going to the imperial capital to participate in the palace banquet to welcome the new year, that is, my canonization ceremony?"

"Damn, I really want to take the family and follow Viglar to Hyderabad?"

Hessen only felt a rush of heat all over, and he looked at Duke Ross inexplicably.

The drum horns rang on the new pier No. 3, the large-scale military band played a grand welcome song, and teams of church knights slowly stepped down from the golden giant ship.

In the end, amidst the cheers of countless people on the pier, and in the rain of petals falling all over the sky, a tall and thin bald man wearing a blood robe, with a calm and quiet face, was slowly walking among a group of blood-robed priests. Surrounded by the gangway, he came to the trestle bridge along the gangway.

"Hesse, the evil spirit is here." Duke Rose muttered in a low voice, then piled up an extremely bright smile and greeted the tall man.