People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room

In the depths of the main hall of the Paladins, pushing away the deputy commander's office, the fragrance of the soil and the water vapor from the forest rushed over!

Across the door, a huge virgin forest came into view.

Besimo demigod is like a newborn baby curled up in the air, under the cover of steaming water vapor, like a child of the forest, and the wind follows the gods.

For a long time, he drifted slowly from the air, like a spirit of heaven and earth.

"Master Besimo, Arthurs is still waiting in the hall."

The gray-clothed priest was full of enthusiasm.

"This Arthurs is not an idiot! Now I know to make up? Humph, it's too late, let him go!"

Besimo demigod gave orders casually, too lazy to pay attention to Arthur, he stretched out his body, full of the purity of birth.

"Yes!"

The grey-clothed priest respectfully nodded and retired quietly.

The day of coronation is getting closer.

Bessemer has given up on prying into the future.

Arthurs' refusal angered him and reminded him.

He has been planning for the position of an angel for too long, no matter what the result is, it will not change his determination to take that step.

If so, why do you need to divination?

It's better to work hard to check for leaks and fill vacancies again and again.

When the prince was crowned, it was the strongest day when he twisted the rules of sentient beings. The anchor at that moment was enough for him to ascend the position of an angel.

He is very sure of this!

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"My lord bishop, my deputy head is not seeing guests, please go back!"

The words of the priest in gray made Ning Xiuyuan's face gloomy.

"In that case, then I won't bother!"

Ning Xiuyuan stroked his chest and turned to leave.

The lonely back looks like a lonely minister who has learned later, trying to make up for it.

Aroused the sigh and gloating of spectators.

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In the following days, Ning Xiuyuan finally calmed down.

There will be no demigods to visit, no priests to set foot.

In addition to morning prayers, Ning Xiuyuan stayed at the mansion all day long and looked through the Dawn Sacred Mantra. It seemed that he was more of an ascetic monk than an ascetic monk.

Time is like water, murmuring and passing away.

On July 1st, it's a snap.

Just before dawn, Ning Xiuyuan was dressed in a formal red robe. Under Jerome's arrangement, he boarded four rounds of carriage and drove to Abbe with his colleagues' motorcade.

Abbe today is obviously more lively than before.

Pedestrians come and go along the way.

Entering the city, the noise of the clamor reverted to the sky.

The trees and light poles on the main roads in the city center are covered with colorful lanterns and flags, and even crown arches.

Newsboys selling newspapers, peddlers, merchants soliciting customers, family members of sinners waiting for amnesty... all kinds of people flood the streets.

In the past half month, the news that Prince Luke broke the millennium old rule and was crowned king has been spread throughout the kingdom through the church.

As soon as the news came out, the whole country was in an uproar!

This incident seems to be just a royal struggle?

In fact, it affects every aspect.

Inheritance to the royal family and nobles;

Dispute over the separation of families from the small to the poor.

It can be said to affect the whole body!

In this era when the means of production are still very scarce, the eldest son inheritance system combines the means of production in one person, which is a low-cost method to ensure the inheritance of blood.

Now the royal family has set a precedent, and for Harrington, the impact has just begun.

No one can predict how society will change in the future.

However, no one cares about these now, everyone's eyes are on Abbe Cathedral.

The noble Prince Luke will be crowned by the spokesperson of God and become king here under the watchful eyes of the great God of Dawn!

When Ning Xiuyuan's carriage arrived here, the square was already full of people.

The new king enthroned and amnesty the world.

Workers who have no holidays for almost a year can finally free themselves from the heavy labor for a day and enjoy a moment of rest.

Wearing the best clothes, they are clustered in the square, ready to witness history, enjoy the patriotic carnival, or in order not to be left behind by the times.

When church carriages passed by, the crowd burst into excitement and cheers.

Cheers for the faith that they have personally supported!

In the carriage, Ning Xiuyuan tilted his head slightly, looking at the cheering crowd, his face calm, and his eyes sighed with emotion.

In the welcoming of the believers, the carriage steadily stopped in front of the cathedral.

Ning Xiuyuan raised his foot and got out of the car.

His appearance inevitably caused exclamation among the pilgrims.

His skin color, hair color, and pupil color are too special.

Francis may have become accustomed to it, but for Abbe, it is still very impactful.

With everyone whispering in awe, Ning Xiuyuan stepped into the cathedral.

At this time, this cathedral, which can accommodate nearly 10,000 people, is still overcrowded.

Devout believers, powerful figures, church members... form a distinct three-color circle on the prayer table.

Under the guidance of the pastor, Ning Xiuyuan and many bishops sat down in the front row of the prayer seat.

Ning Xiuyuan glanced around and found that Patriarch Byron hadn't come, inevitably a trace of loneliness in his heart.

The hustle and bustle around, as if from another world, has nothing to do with him!

In the lonely waiting, the prayer seat gradually became lively.

Ning Xiuyuan finally saw an acquaintance who could barely be regarded as an acquaintance-Nedhar demigod.

However, His position is closer to the preaching platform.

"Long——"

At nine o'clock in the morning, the gate of Abbe Cathedral closed suddenly.

The deputy commander of the Paladins, Lord Besimo, stepped onto the preaching platform and began to announce the faith.

From "The Great God of Dawn redeemed the people of the Kingdom of Harrington from the quagmire of suffering;" to "Under the divine light of dawn, the Kingdom of Harrington continues the glorious history of thousands of years", and finally to "Luke Under the influence of the God of Dawn, it is correct that the prince will be crowned as the king."

The generous speeches drew the shouts of countless mad believers.

"My lord pious lamb, welcome to our future King Luke!"

In the loud voice of the deputy commander of Besimo, the closed palace door slowly opened again.

Outside the door, under the **** of the royal guard, Prince Luke riding a heavy horse, dressed in costume, passed through the crowd, rolled over and dismounted in front of the cathedral.

Under the guidance of the maid, he stepped into the Abbe Cathedral.

At this moment, the prayer seats, from the patriarch to the commoners, all stood up to welcome their future king.

Ning Xiuyuan also followed the crowd and stood up to pay attention.

Looking at Prince Luke, who couldn't restrain his joy on his face, it was inevitable that there was a sense of absurdity in his heart.

When he first entered the path of transcendence, one thing was strange to him.

Since the transcendents are the real ruling class in this world, why should the royal family be left behind?

Even if it is to train a spokesperson, it does not need to be so troublesome.

Now he finally understood.

-Lamb, always a lamb.

With mixed thoughts, Prince Luke walked to the front row, and a strange fragrance came out.

This is the holy oil dedicated to the Harrington royal family.

It is said that the recipe can be traced back to the Stuart dynasty, and every spice is so precious that no one can imitate it.

Sniffing the strange fragrance, Ning Xiuyuan couldn't help but think of Van Luntina in his mind.

This careerist who is obsessed with power must be curled up in the corner at this time, silently tasting the bone-cracking failure and pain.

"what--"

The slight commotion interrupted Ning Xiuyuan's free thoughts.

He looked up, and saw a group of waiters coming with their heads down and holding up the crown tray, stopping beside Besimo.

This scene stunned many witnesses who had done their homework.

Shouldn't the coronation ceremony be presided over by the Pope?

But this commotion did not cause any waves.

Because the clergy members are silent;

The aristocratic officials looked forward to the church horse head;

As for devout believers?

This is almost the first and possibly the only time they have witnessed the coronation ceremony in their lives. It is too late for excitement. Where can they question it?

"My child, tell me, who are you?"

Bessemer's demigod opened his mouth, overwhelming some doubts in the church.

"I am the descendant of Myron Harrington, the brother of the sun and the moon, the favored one of the **** of dawn, the ruler of the kingdoms of Trivec, Dean, and Harrington, the undefeated extraordinary knight, the believer of dawn Steadfast guardian, a believer personally chosen by my lord, Harrington's hope and comfort-Luke Harrington!"

"My child, do you always believe in the great God of Dawn? Eternal life and eternal loyalty, regardless of life or death?"

"Yes."

"Are you willing to protect your citizens and fight for their faith, dignity, and orthodoxy!"

"willing!"

"The noble blood of Harrington, the heir of the first prince who once wore the crown of thorns under the brilliance of Servis and the prophet, now you will also be bathed in the holy light and be trusted by grace. The Lord God of Dawn will hand all the peoples to you, you He will also become the unquestionable king of all people!"

Bessimo announced loudly.

Prince Luke pressed his lips in excitement and knelt down.

In the eyes of everyone, Bessimo took over the golden crown and wore it on Prince Luke's head.

In the huge hall, it was quiet.

Countless people have witnessed this moment of changing history!

At the same time, this news spread throughout Harrington and even Harrington's actual control area under the spreading power of the church's terror.

The tremors that wandered in people's hearts, the inertial distortions that lingered in history, gathered at this moment into a stormy wave, rushing to the capital of Harrington-Abbe.

It looked like an upside-down galaxy, poured into Besimo's body.

At this moment, the senior clergy members in the front row of the prayer seats of Abbe Cathedral looked at Bessemer with complicated faces.

They will also witness history.

Suddenly, Besimo opened his eyes, and his starry eyes fell on Arthurs in the front row of the side prayer seat.

"Bishop Arthurs, you once said that you can see the future, but now dare you to see my future?"

When the sound fell, countless eyes gathered.

That is a piece of stunned face!

Don't say that the believers are powerful, they are members of the priesthood, and they also look suspicious.

"Of course."

Ning Xiuyuan didn't expect to be named by Besimo in public.

Annoyed by a sharp rise in his heart.

If he guessed correctly, Bessemer is forcing him to be in the public, and he will get the answer if he doesn't agree.

"good!"

In the applause, a maid, holding a piece of letter paper and a quill in preparation, quietly walked to Arthurs.

In the confusion of everyone, Bessimo smiled and said:

"Thank you for your rejection, allowing me to regain my faith in shame. I will embrace the body of original sin and welcome the Lord's holy light with a pious heart! The Lord will also take care of his pious lamb."

"Write your prediction, Arthurs!"

These words left the cathedral deadly silent, except for a few people, no one could understand the profound meaning of Bessemer's words.

However, he asked Arthur to write a prophecy, and everyone understood it.

Amidst everyone's uncertainty, Ning Xiuyuan stroked his chest and saluted, pinched the quill pen, and scribbled a line of text on the letter paper.

"This……"

The prophecy was still halfway through, and suddenly there was a loud noise in the church.

The demigod Bessimo suddenly took a deep breath and rose out of thin air.

Endless light and shadow twisted around him, it was the roar of the ghast, the cry of the dead, the babble of the gods, and the mumble of the earth!

——At this moment, he actually obeyed the high-ranking traits in an unknowable way and promoted to the angel!

Ning Xiuyuan raised his head and glanced, then filled out the last word with no expression on his face.

What a good calculation!

No matter what outcome he predicted?

If He succeeds, all will be well!

He failed, and he Ning Xiuyuan would have the same vision and even doubts from his colleagues in the church.

Because if he predicts success, Bessemer's promotion fails, his personal ability will undoubtedly be questioned and scorned.

If his prediction fails and Bessemer fails, he will also be conquered.

Because he instinctively reminded Bessemer's demigod, but chose to refuse, this led to Bessemer's demigod's risky promotion.

As his thoughts flowed, Ning Xiuyuan dropped the quill pen.

He raised his eyes to look at the demigod Besimo who was floating in the sky.

He didn't know, this was the last battle before the promotion of Besimo Demigod, deliberately using this to motivate himself?

Or malicious teasing, and even alternative extraordinary rituals.

But he knew that Bessemer had completely thrown out his personal interests, and he was damned.

"Angel! Mom, I saw an angel!"

"My Lord, is this your inspiration?"

"A miracle! A miracle!"

The prayer seat suddenly boiled!

Suspended by the empty Besimo, two little angels with white wings on their backs suddenly appeared.

They laughed and surrounded them, with stars sprinkled on their smooth wings, embellishing Bessimo like a **** descending to the world.

Melodious music came from their bodies and spread all over the cathedral!

Soothes the horrified heart of believers, and makes them calm, peaceful, and happy.

"……Angel!"

Ning Xiuyuan heard a hoarse whisper because of the shock.

In other words, all members of the priesthood were shocked.

Someone exclaimed;

Some people were shocked and aphasia.

——Because this scene means that Demigod Bessimo has successfully promoted to the status of angel!

——This is a blessing from the God of Dawn!

In the envy, awe, and zeal of countless members of the priesthood, Bessimo slowly fell from the stage.

The moment their feet touched the ground, the two bare-bottomed little angels were laughing and hovering, fleeing into the void, disappearing.

Bessimo slowly opened his eyes, as far as he could see, he was in the dark hell.

Where are the devout and stupid believers in the prayer seat?

It was clearly a greedy and twisted beast, grinding teeth and sucking blood, blood piercing his eyes, and staring at him with enthusiasm.

Under that prayer mat, there are countless skinning ghosts hidden, tilting their heads, snickering and snickering, discussing, as if discussing how to eat him.

But compared to these monsters, the whisper from the endless void made him almost collapse.

He closed his eyes, took a slight breath, and opened them again.

The picture scroll of **** disappeared, and the enthusiastic believers caught the eye, admiring and awe-inspiring eyes!

"I saw God!"

Besimo looked around and said.

Wow--

The quiet prayer seat suddenly boiled over, and countless believers became more and more enthusiastic.

After a long time, it calmed down, and everyone looked at Bessemer again.

"God said, I will bless every pious lamb."

When the sound fell, the prayer seat boiled again.

"Woo..."

"Lord, my lord, thank you for your blessing!"

Countless believers cried and laughed, some chanted words of praise, some prayed devoutly for atonement, and some chanted the glory of the Lord.

In the boiling water, Besimo turned and walked towards the backstage.

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten Arthur's divination.

I have to forget!

He who has been promoted to the personality of an angel, his power can reach the depths of the universe. He has seen countless scenes that shouldn't be seen, and heard countless murmurs that shouldn't be heard.

Some are full of malice;

Some unintentionally spread.

The nature of the universe ~www.readwn.com~ makes him on the verge of collapse.

He must stabilize as quickly as possible.

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Bessemer left, and the grand ceremony immediately ended.

Some people remember Arthur's divination.

"Bishop Arthurs, what is the result of your divination?"

A cardinal asked with a smile.

His words attracted the attention of countless people.

Before Ning Xiuyuan took any action, the letter paper floated out of the tray and flew towards a demigod patriarch.

At the moment the letter paper floated, the divination maxims were exposed immediately, and the church at dawn, which had gradually subsided, was in an uproar.

——God climbs the angel, to make the collapse.