I don’t know if I can eat them all. Anyway, I take a bite every day. It took more than ten days for Ange to wipe off all the bright divine patterns of destruction inside. From then on, the Holy Kingdom truly belonged to him. .
After authenticating the divine pattern, Ange can easily penetrate the barrier and can freely enter and exit the Kingdom of Heaven without passing through the Stairway to Heaven.
After discovering this, Ange immediately authenticated everyone's divine patterns.
"Hey, I am also a person with divine marks. Look, my logo is beautiful." Lightning himself 'thought' of a unicorn head logo, highlighting its long horns.
"What kind of divine mark is it? It's just a soul certification. The horn is too long. If you don't know, you might think it's a hoe."
Nigris said angrily.
"You are the hoe. Your whole family is a hoe. I am a unicorn, a unicorn..." Just as he was saying this, the little zombie showed his own symbol - a hoe.
Lightning looked at the little zombie, then at his own logo, and silently shortened his horns.
Anthony rushed over, dumbfounded as he watched the guys happily 'draw' their own logo there.
This is just an idea, just soul authentication, but I don’t know who made this system of the Holy Kingdom. It has to have an additional symbol - the divine mark, to distinguish it from ordinary soul authentication, and the style suddenly rises.
This immediately baffles many people, because most people have no artistic talent. If they are asked to think about it with their brains, they will not be able to come up with a suitable logo.
The little zombie cherub is okay, it can be done with a hoe and a fist on the eye socket.
Guys like Lisa Luthor are in trouble. Lisa said she wanted to be beautiful and not to disgrace the Goddess of Beauty. She also had to include the Goddess of Harvest and her face, so what she imagined was an indescribable mess. complex irregular bodies.
Luther said that he wanted to show his charm and also highlight the various characteristics of his dragon-patterned steel core, mithril, filigree, magic pattern, earth-covered, forged gems, buff, piercing and enchanted two-handed sword, so the sword was bigger than his face.
Anthony didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "If any theologian wants to sort out the mysticism in the future, you will make them cry. It's better to be concise, like Ange, it's best."
Ange's divine pattern is very simple, with a sickle and an ear of rice intersecting. It is simple but full of power.
In the end, Anthony personally took action and designed corresponding divine patterns for those guys who had no artistic talent, and then the entire certification was completed.
In fact, Anthony did not need to come in person for the divine mark certification, because he had a soul connection with Ange, so he could just send the mark and soul wave, but the silver coin did not come. He sent his own mark, a golden gold coin.
Anthony came in person, mainly to give gifts.
"Sir, the last time you sang the Immortal Movement, everyone's souls were lifted up. So when I went back, I went to the Trial House to search for it. There were many artifacts that the Church of Light regarded as heretical things sealed there. I wanted to find out if there was anything about immortality. The recording of the movement really allowed me to find something.”
As he spoke, Anthony took out an iron book.
The so-called iron book is a very ancient writing tool. It consists of several thin copper sheets and iron sheets strung together, with words engraved on them.
This kind of thing is very rare, because wood chips and bamboo chips are easier to make than it, and they are more durable than it. Copper and iron sheets will rust over time and are difficult to preserve.
So more often, it appears as a sacrificial item, such as the one in front of me.
The iron book is made up of six iron pages strung together, filled with black air and without a trace of rust. On the folded first page, there is a large mark with the word "witch" engraved on it.
"Witch?!" Nigris's eyes widened in shock. Could this be something belonging to a witch?
I couldn't wait to open the pages of the book. All the iron pages were empty. Looking at the lines, there were signs that someone had forcibly erased the contents on them.
"Where are the words?" Negris asked hurriedly.
"Erase it. All heretical items in the trial house must be sealed, destroyed, and erased." Anthony said.
"Then you're talking about giving gifts? What's the difference between giving an iron book with erased writing and giving a carriage without a horse?" Nigris said angrily.
"Don't worry. Although the writing marks on the iron book have been erased, there are rubbings on file. I found the original rubbings." Anthony stretched out his hand to hold it up, and the ghost rubbings of three iron pages appeared in his hand. superior.
Anthony explained: "I couldn't take out the original rubbings, so I could only write them down from memory. After reading them for thirty seconds, I only remembered the first three pages."
Nigris poked his head over and asked doubtfully while looking at it: "Wait, what do you mean? You took out the iron book, but you couldn't take out the original rubbings? I only showed you thirty seconds? Who is so bold? Even if you want to watch it, you dare to limit the time?"
Anthony spread his hands helplessly: "There is no way, the Inquisition is on the same level as us. Don't look at me now proclaiming myself the pope. Even Gugliani, the real Pope, must abide by their rules when he comes to the Inquisition, because they are the only ones governed by This department is independently led by the God of Judgment, and no other gods of light can control them. By the way, didn’t you ask the God of Judgment about the symbol of the God of Judgment more than ten days ago?”
"When you said that, I remembered that when we were erasing the divine pattern a few days ago, the symbol of the God of Judgment was on. When we were erasing it, there was another idea projected over us. It was probably the God of Judgment. Still alive, or reborn," Negris said.
Anthony nodded: "She should still be alive. Remember what I said before, after the king and the gods disappeared, did another miracle happen? The one who came that time was the God of Judgment. It was also because of that time that these Over the years, I haven’t dared to mess around.”
Yilong looked at each other and invariably saw his inner thoughts in each other's eyes.
But the next moment, Anthony shook his head: "No, no, the Inquisition is only responsible for judging heretics and doesn't care who is the pope. As long as I allocate funds on time, they never care about my affairs. They don't even bother me when I go to their warehouse." There is no need for me to provoke such an enemy. At worst, I will go there a few more times and write down the next few pages."
Nigris said: "What about the God of Judgment?"
Anthony had a troubled expression on his face: "Is this good? Do we have the strength to kill gods now? God of Judgment."
He has seen the power of the God of Judgment. This god who specializes in judgment is not as weak in combat power as the Redemption of the Scales. Now that he clearly knows that the other party is not dead, he wants to kill him. Does he have such strength?
Nigris thought for a while and nodded: "That's right. Alas, it has become a bit swollen recently. Alas, we have even snatched the light godhead, and we are a little disdainful of the gods. If, like you said, there is no As a god who has been reborn, if he can maintain the strength he had more than a thousand years ago, it is indeed not something we can handle casually. By the way, when did you say he last came?"
"About fifty or sixty years after I got involved in the Church of Light, the insect plague broke out in Hemel, and the God of Judgment came to eliminate it." Anthony recalled.
Suddenly, the entire Holy Heaven trembled.
"What's wrong?" Everyone looked at Ange in unison.
Ange tilted his head: "Someone, knock on the door."
Isn't the sound of knocking on the door too loud? Everyone returned to the top of the temple and saw a ball of light erupting from time to time at the landing point of the stairs to heaven, causing vibrations that spread throughout the entire heaven, causing the huge heaven to tremble.
Someone is trying to teleport in, but because there is no certification and no heavenly scepter, they are blocked by the plane barrier.
A name flashed in Nigris' mind: "God of Judgment? Hiss..."
It must have realized how ridiculous its previous idea was. A veteran god who could attack plane barriers, and he actually wanted to provoke him just now? Sure enough, it was floating.
However, after Ange transformed into Locke, he could break planes and chop barriers with his bare hands. I don't know who is more powerful.
"Fortunately, okay, his divine pattern has been erased and he can't come in again." Nigris breathed a sigh of relief.
The vibration lasted for fifteen times and then completely subsided. He probably realized that he couldn't break the dimensional barrier, so he gave up.
"One question is, if he hadn't died in these more than a thousand years, why didn't he come back here?" Negris asked in confusion.
Anthony spread his hands: "How do I know? Maybe the other gods are dead and he is bored by himself, or he may be injured and looking for a place to recover, or he may be frightened."
"Frightened?" Nigris was surprised.
"Yes, the other Lord of Mourning went to kill the Abyss Lord, and Locke went to kill the Archangel. Who went to kill the gods? Maybe it was Locke, or maybe His Majesty did it himself, so he might be frightened." Angni shrugged Shrugging: "It's all my guess. How about next time he knocks on the door, let him in and ask?"
No matter how many speculations there are, without confirmation from the real owner, they can only be speculations. Anthony left three pages of rubbings in the iron book and went back first. If anyone is the busiest in the world, Anthony can at least compete for the top three because he hasn't slept for a long time.
Ange wrote down the immortal movement on the rubbing, but did not sing it because singing it requires soul energy. His soul energy is not enough for farming now, so singing and other things must be done in the back.
So Ange returned to his most accustomed rhythm, farming, farming, farming. If no one disturbed him, he could keep planting until all the territories under his jurisdiction were filled with crops.
During the time he was farming, the western parish on the main plane was also in chaos.
The chaos in the western diocese was already foreseen by everyone. Anthony had made preparations very early and sealed all the bordering passes so that he could not see them but think about them.
Without sufficient food, it is impossible to solve the crisis in the west. The only solution is recorded in the history books.
What Anthony can do is to seal the pass to prevent disaster and famine from spreading to the eastern parishes, and then desperately send requests for food rescue to all major planes. If there is excess, it will be sent to the western border.
On the border there, he built many refugee camps and housed a large number of hungry people.
At the same time, he also called on believers in coastal areas to change their diets, eat more seafood, and save food to send inland.
Silver coins had previously sold him 150,000 tons of grain. If it was done well, like what he did in the eastern parish, it would have saved a lot of lives, but it was a pity that it didn't.
Dyson doesn't have the ability to do fine operations, or even do a fair distribution. Anthony supported him with 50,000 tons of grain, which he distributed to his men that day. As for the ordinary believers and people, not even a hair was seen.
Anthony expected this to happen. There was extra food later, so he stopped supporting him and sent it directly to the refugee camp. The refugee camp was in chaos and the management level was low, but it could save many more people than Dyson. This damn Archbishop of the Western Diocese .
In order to solve this serious famine, Anthony applied for a plane security meeting, called Dyson's name and scolded: "Your parish is like this, how many people have starved to death? Can you save your face and do more things?" ?If you have a problem with your ability, just give up and let someone more capable do it."
Dyson responded unconvinced: "This has nothing to do with me. How long have I just taken over the Western Diocese? These are all questions left by Nicholas. He has returned to the suspicion of the gods. If you have any questions, you can go to him in heaven. "
Even if you don’t believe it, I just came back from heaven. Anthony murmured in his heart and turned to attack Guliani: "His Majesty the Pope, is this the person you selected to blame all the blame on your predecessor?"
You can't see your face in the teleportation array meeting, but Guliani's face on the other end is so dark that he can drip with water. He has always dealt with internal disputes within the church, and Anthony has no plans to establish the Holy Church on his own. After discussing it at the security meeting, Anthony's doing this was simply a rip-off.
Guliani asked sadly: "Is there anything we can't talk about when we come back? Do we have to talk about it on this occasion?"
Return to the Holy See? He probably would have died. Anthony muttered and continued to scold: "If you can solve the problem, do I need to argue here? The teleportation array is so expensive, others can solve it, but the person you picked can't solve it. Is there something wrong with your vision, or is it you? Is there something wrong with the ability of the person you picked?”
Guliani was sprayed speechless. If there was no comparison and everyone was so bad, there would be nothing to say. But Anthony handled it so brilliantly. The entire plane was short of food. Why was there no famine in Anthony's eastern parish? Is it really a matter of ability?
Dyson responded angrily: "You colluded with the evil god to buy food continuously. Of course you can solve it. If you have the ability, share the channel through which you buy food, and I will buy it too. See if I can solve it! "
"You are the one who colluded with the evil god. You are an incompetent kobold. You can't do well yourself and you still slander others." Anthony scolded.
"You... you... you are incompetent, pig-headed man!" Dyson had no experience in cursing. He was speechless for a while, and then he cursed 'pig-headed man' in a clever way, with no offensive power at all.
Gaillard, who was a little impatient after hearing this, interrupted: "Okay, I'm not here to listen to your quarrel. If there is a quarrel, you should quarrel within the church. If you want to buy food, I know a channel, you can try it. , they can grow the tree of life, they can grow salty rice, and their planting skills are very powerful.”
Anthony suffered internal injuries on the spot. He knew who Gaillard was talking about. He also wanted to say that he had bought up all the food there, but it was a pity that he couldn't. On the surface, he had no connection with Ange's forces.
This is troublesome. He originally wanted to trick the elves. Among the people here, the only one who still has some food left is the elves. Who wants to be sent back by her in advance? What should I do?
