In the coastal area on the southwest side of the Aegean continent, the coastline several kilometers wide was completely cleared in the early centuries of the establishment of the Parliament. Clean beaches and green plants dotted the tens of thousands of kilometers of the Aegean continent. The west coastline is completely separated from the sea water, and it looks beautiful and picturesque from the air!
Within the narrow beach, there are countless temples standing like forests from north to south.
These temples are almost all of the same size and similar in style to the hall on the top of the Parliament Hill. Apart from being tall and solid and with a huge sun pattern carved on the roof, they have no special features. It’s just that these temples are in groups of three or five, well-proportioned, and each cluster of temples The communities are close to a light tower, as if they want to exclude the entire coastline.
From this temple fence to the east, to the vicinity of the Whispering Forest on the southeast side of the Aegean continent, is the territory of the city-state on fire, one of the five major city-states of the human race.
Three thousand years ago, the demon sky shattered into the sky, and the human continent was divided into two parts, the Aegean Continent and the Crescent Continent. The originally tall and magnificent sacrificial palaces had long ago collapsed and collapsed, with not a single one left. The people who believed in Brahma and the Seven Luminaries of Gods fled to Near the coastline, there were only dozens of low temples left at that time, and they struggled to resist. Only then did they persist until the dome formation came into the world, and the line of temples was passed down to this day.
For the bishops and priests of the temple lineage, the dome formation must be the most direct favor of the Qiyao God! These temples are the most sacred places! After all, from ancient times to the present, only the great dispersion technique bestowed by the gods is the ultimate salvation for believers when they unfortunately become possessed by demons!
So when the demons receded, such low temples spread like wildfire and became a dojo for priests of all levels to preach their doctrines.
Especially in the peaceful days of the past thousand years, this barrier has expanded dramatically, faintly encompassing the huge burning city-state.
At this time, in a temple, three girls were dressed in dark red priest robes, with pure silver ribbons draped diagonally, holding silver scepters, and were approaching with the attention of many priests on both sides.
The robes of the priests are extremely simple, with only the colors of the ribbons draped diagonally different. However, today is the triennial ceremony for the temple’s saintly candidates to serve the gods. Almost all of the spectators present are grand masters with black ribbons. There are only a few priests who wear purple or blue ribbons.
On the high platform on one side of the temple, seven gold-plated chairs were lined up, and seven old men with golden crowns on their heads and kind faces sat on them.
These seven crowns are as dazzling as the golden ribbons they wear. They are surrounded by magic crystals with light properties. The overflowing aura above the crowns faintly transforms into the phantoms of seven tall, majestic and sacred gods. Only the center of the crowns The mysterious symbols carved out distinguish the seven crowns.
Although these three girls are all candidates for sainthood, selected from among tens of millions of believers, when the two on the left and right are walking, they are unintentionally half a step behind the girl in the middle. When they occasionally look at her, their expressions are also obvious. With respect.
They stood at the foot of the high platform where the seven old men were, and at the same time they raised their scepters to their chests and whispered softly:
"Your Majesty Brahma, I have seen seven bishops!"
An old man smiled and said:
"Three saint candidates, although this ceremony of serving the gods will determine who among you is the real Brahma saint, don't be nervous, just relax your body and mind and accept the infusion of divine power. The gods of Qiyao will Let us keep an eye on you at all times.”
"yes!"
Another old man asked:
"Princess Hathaway, before the ceremony of serving the gods begins, I would like to ask you one last time on behalf of the gods of Qiyao whether you have decided to give up your position as the heir to the head of the Hathaway family and serve the gods of Qiyao with all your heart and soul! You, Are you willing?"
The girl in the middle didn’t hesitate at all:
"Yes, respected Priest Sanyao, I do!"
Priest Sanyao smiled bitterly and said:
"Your Highness, I admire your courage very much!
"You are a holy body of light that is unique among all. Even if you don't come to my temple, your achievements in the future will be immeasurable!
"I also know that you should have endured unparalleled pressure within the family all the way here!
"What's more, the relationship between the temple and your family has not been very good since ancient times. Even we don't want to deal with this matter rashly and trigger a dispute between the two major forces...
"Are you right, respected Chief Heather?"
"Haha, the seven chief priests are still as powerful as before, and they still can't hide it from you!"
In Hathaway's surprised eyes, her silver ribbon suddenly lit up, and a sacred aura that was as good as the phantoms of the seven gods transformed into the figure of a middle-aged man, who appeared on the high platform with his hands behind his back.
The seven old men stood up quickly and held their hands in ceremony.
Priest Sanyao spoke again:
"Chief Heather, you have also heard that our temple does not want to cause conflicts between the two families again!
"Although our ideas are different, after all, we are both sacred and bathed in the glory of Brahma. I think you won't deny this, right?"
The leader of the Heather family smiled lightly, shook his head and said:
"Sanyao, since they are also sacred, why can't they benefit the common people and spread the light and divinity all over the world? Why are there such unreasonable things as 'piety'!"
Bishop Yi Yao continued:
"Chief Heather, the divinity of light is the flesh and blood of the gods of Qiyao! It is born from faith and comes from faith! Without the faith of hundreds of millions of people, how can the gods of Qiyao maintain the sacred realm of Brahma and how can they return to the world? Can you give us divine flesh and blood to save the demon people?"
Wu Yao opened his mouth:
"Should devout people suffer the pain of being possessed by demons, while unfaithful people can accept the blessing of gods' flesh and blood? Exchange of equal value is an irrefutable principle!"
San Yao then said:
"I know that piety is too utilitarian and does not conform to the wishes of the gods. The gods of Qiyao naturally hope to save all living creatures in the world with their own flesh and blood! However, how precious is divinity? It is not an inexhaustible thing! As the gods of Qiyao walk on earth, , naturally we have to set standards..."
Chief Heather waited quietly for the seven chief priests to finish speaking, then sneered and finally said:
"I would like to ask the seven bishops, do you know the specific situation of Brahma?
"Have you ever thoroughly studied the nature of divinity?
"You preach that the gods of Qiyao transformed human faith into divinity and became their flesh and blood. How do you know that in ancient times, human faith was not transformed into Brahma, and those seven gods were hatched from Brahma?!"
Upon hearing this, the seven chief priests shouted in unison:
"Please be careful what you say!"
The phantom of the gods on the crown became clearer and clearer, and seven rays of pressure pounced on Chief Heather almost at the same time!
Although Chief Heather was only one person, he resisted the pressure of the seven chief priests and never took a step back!
The priests at all levels in the hall were already furious and couldn't hold it back. They held up the magical wall cover and rushed towards the figure on the high platform, but no one could break through the aura force field near the high platform!
Although the figure is not the real person, the real leader of Heather is still somewhere far away. His body is always as straight as a spear, steadily resisting the momentum of the seven chief priests, and even the artifact on his waist—— The "uncut jade" was not used.
Seeing that the seven chief priests were at a disadvantage, the phantoms of the gods on the golden crowns seemed to have been challenged in their majesty, and they suddenly increased their divine power!
Their faces began to become clearer and their bodies became solidified. Seven pairs of indifferent eyes were focused on the leader Heather in front of them as if they had substance!
But the chief priests under them looked painful at this time, and blood was bleeding from the corners of their mouths.
Feeling the breath of the phantoms of the seven gods, Patriarch Heather suddenly smiled, and actually completely took back the entangled divine power into his body. One and the other increased, and his body, which had completely lost its defense, was instantly exposed to the breath of the phantoms of the seven gods!
The princess in the audience exclaimed, but saw that figure - her father, the contemporary patriarch of the Heather family - still calm and calm under such strong pressure, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, As if mocking the seven phantoms of gods in front of him...
The divine power injected into the bodies of the seven bishops continues to strengthen. The seven somewhat distorted faces are covered by the vortex of divine power. The masters of the temple under the high platform can hardly see clearly...
However, no one dared to look directly at the seven gods hanging in the air, whose bodies were getting taller and taller!
They only dared to glare at the Heather Patriarch - because for every priest who attacked the Heather Patriarch, the magic would be rolled back in front of the high platform, and they would pounce on the caster accurately, causing them to suffer a lot!
Almost all the priests who can participate in the ceremony of serving the gods are fanatical believers, but Patriarch Heather actually opposes their extremely revered Qiyao God in such a sacred ceremony of serving the gods!
Someone was so angry that they rushed towards Hathaway in the audience...
Patriarch Heather snorted coldly. He pulled out the "raw jade" from his waist and threw it back without looking back!
The priest who dared to offend his daughter stretched out his arm and was about to grab the princess's neck! However, the moment the raw jade left his hand, the fanatical believer was frozen, unable to move at all. He could only look in horror at the small artifact, which was as small as an ornament. It seemed to be slow but fast, and it moved slightly on his forehead. Then it breaks into powder...
Chief Heather's anger was still lingering, and the jade was back in his hands in an instant. He made a heavy stroke forward, and the huge whirlpool of divine power brought about by the seven phantoms of gods was completely erased in just one stroke!
Without the support of Brahma's divine power, the momentum of the seven phantoms of gods suddenly declined.
"That's enough! Chief Priest Qiyao, I'm not here to start a war with you!"
The officiants looked at each other for a few moments, and the phantoms of the gods gradually returned and disappeared into the golden crowns.
The officiating priests wiped away the blood from the corners of their mouths, and the divine power circulated in their bodies, and they immediately became energetic again.
Seeing this, Chief Heather shook his head and said:
"The seven chief priests have not broken the shackles of the physical body. After all, they are just false altars. If things continue like this, their life spans may not be long..."
The chief priest Yi Yao calmly spoke:
"Dear Chief Heather, we are just servants of the gods. We walk in the world on behalf of the gods. Our power...is nothing more than a foreign object!"
There is also the officiant interface:
"Heather Patriarch's strength has greatly improved. It seems that you have broken through the spirit-transformation technique passed down from generation to generation in your family, and have reached the state of 'body and spirit'!"
"There is now another seven-star altar in the world. What a joy to congratulate!"
Patriarch Heather's face was as pale as water, showing no emotion or anger.
"Seven chief priests, there is no need to say any polite words. I am here this time just to participate in the ceremony of serving the gods of my little girl. Please forgive me for any offense!"
He walked down the platform, walked to Princess Heather, and looked at his daughter quietly:
"...Weier, let me ask you one last time, do you really want to be a saint in this temple?"
Hathaway bit her lips tightly, but kept her head silent...
"Weier... why do you have to push yourself to such an extent! Even if you become a saint in this temple, you have to beg for your divinity, and you have to grovel all your life. Is it worth it?"
"...Father, Brother Yu...he doesn't have much time left..."
"That kid has already forgotten you!"
Chief Heather dropped these words, turned around and walked towards the viewing area, closed his eyes silently, and sighed secretly in his heart:
…Female college students are not allowed to stay…
The officiants said no more, they sat down again, and the seven phantoms of gods reappeared on the golden crown.
As for the great master-level priest who was shattered to pieces before, none of the chief priests mentioned it, as if he had never existed at all...
Sanyao, the chief priest, was the host of this ceremony of serving the gods. He looked at the leader of Heather who was standing quietly beside him and said solemnly:
"That being the case, the ceremony of serving the gods begins now!"
The seven whirlpools of divine power reappeared, and vast divine power surged out and poured into the bodies of the three girls.
I don’t know if the gods did this intentionally, but this infusion of divine power was extremely turbulent, as if they were venting their anger...
The two candidate saints on the left and right could not bear the sudden increase in divine power. They groaned and fell to the ground, and were carried down by the master priests next to them.
Only Hathaway is still holding on!
She was also in great pain! The only difference is that she still has that young man in her heart!
The thought of him filled her with strength!
After going through a lot of hardships...suffering cynicism...for that young man, she suffered a lot along the way! Have persisted until now!
As long as the last moment doesn't come, she will still persevere!
Patriarch Heather’s hands were tightly clasped behind his back, and his eyes could not hide his concern...
The jade handle at the waist also felt the mood of its owner. It suddenly hung on the shoulder of Chief Heather, pointing at the seven whirlpools in the distance!
…
I don’t know how long I persisted, but finally there was a sound of bubbles bursting, and Hathaway’s breath also surged!
——That was the sound of cheers spontaneously rising from the body when the cultivation barrier was breached!
The seven officiants stood up at the same time and nodded in greeting.
The black-belt priests watching the ceremony on both sides also bowed and saluted, praising their gods.
After all, their master-level powers are all gifted by gods!
The seven phantoms of gods seemed to be extremely satisfied with the new saint. The vortex of divine power spun again, and a crown actually condensed out of the void and landed gently on Hathaway's head!
The crown was shining with gold, just like the crowns of the seven temple chief priests!
There was also a phantom of a god hovering behind her, as if her status was equal to that of the seven chief priests!
As the person who directly communicates between the temple and the believers, the saintess of the temple has a very special status! Before receiving the infusion of divine power, the saintly candidate needs to dissipate the energy in her body, and then take the next step in the ceremony of serving the gods. This is the most direct symbol of the divine power of Qiyao God!
However, the appearance of this crown has left all the saints in the past far behind!
The phantom behind the crown is the clone of the Qiyao God. It has at least the combat power of the three-star altar in the human world!
With Him, this new saint not only has her own safety guaranteed, but also truly has the power to communicate with gods and interpret Brahma! Really have authority!
Chief Heather shook his head and disappeared suddenly.
With his current state of "integration of body and spirit" in his divine transformation technique, his body and divine power are already inseparable from each other, and his strength is even comparable to that of Qiyao God!
Even at the core of the temple's power, he comes and leaves whenever he wants!
If he went to Brahma, why wouldn't he dare to call himself God? !
It’s just that the powerful men of the Heather family from ancient times to the present have disdained to do this!
The human heart is such an inexplicable thing!
You can accept the fate of dying in a few hundred years for the sake of your obsession that "everyone can become a god"! For tens of thousands of years, it has remained unchanged through generations!
But similarly, he is the most powerful person in the world, but he still cannot persuade his biological daughter to change her mind...
The officiating priests invited the princess saint to the high platform to receive a formal audience with all the priests below.
In the next few days, she will have to accept worship from a large number of believers and fulfill her obligations as a saint.
But the saint obviously doesn't care about this. Her heart has already drifted far away, towards the boy she misses so much...
...Brother Yu, wait for me!
