Chapter 1301: Disappearing city of gods
The huge shadow behind the clouds gradually faded as it floated, and it lasted for ten minutes before finally disappearing.
Everything that happened just now is like an illusion.
"Goddess, that's...what?" Caratius held his hands on his chest and his lips were dry. "That is evil and huge..."
Hao Ren is expressionless and does not return: "It is Locke Marton, or a part of it."
All the monks and the church knights took a breath of cold.
"But it seems that it has not completely broken the seal," Hao Ren turned and calmed, trying to calm others down. "That should be the projection it produced in the real world. The barrier left by the goddess is still blocking it. So just a few shadows. But in any case, the forgiveness of the forgotten abyss seems to be in jeopardy, and the collapse should happen at any time."
"We should go to Asoman immediately." Caracius said quickly.
Hao Ren nodded, and his eyes slowly swept through the dim cathedral.
Tired monks, mentally guarded knights, and fearless asylum seekers, because of the limited number of refugees in the underground palace, there are also a large number of refugees gathered in the church's above-ground buildings.
These people are exhausted, and more importantly, the mental exhaustion has reached the critical point of danger. They are faced with the nightmare power that cannot be measured by common sense. The dark shadows that have been on the Rockyton projection have been wandering around the city. The stronger the situation, the longer these people can't support. Therefore, you must find ways to let them live before you leave.
He held his chin and whispered softly: "Try to find a way to protect the cathedral from enchantment..."
Lily listened to this and quickly grabbed her tail: "There are not many hairs!!"
"I didn't say you want to pull your hair!" Hao Ren took a smug look at the Huskies, and then took out some red paper from the portable space.
These red papers are obviously peeled off from other places. On the edge, you can see the scotch tape that has not been torn off. On the front side of the red paper, you can see the twisted and twisted brush. Hao Ren shakes the red paper twice and sees it. It is a pair of couplets, the last link is: For two months, I don’t know how to write, the next link is: I thought about three days to make two nonsense, the horizontal batch is: there is a word on the line...
Friends with better memory should have already thought about it. This is the original of Raven 145...
This couplet was once posted on the main entrance of the Hao family's house. According to the female neuropathy, it is true that the pen must be able to make a fuss. This association can make the whole house suffocate and not invade. Hao Rengang began to pretend to slap the scalp. The advanced staff, according to the instructions of the leader, posted the couplet, but in the past two months, they really couldn’t stand the shameful feelings of the heartfelt, and they unveiled the couplet. Such a bad thing was posted at the door every day. Taking a photo with my mobile phone, I only know that the young people’s ideas are fresh and refined. I don’t know if I lived in a house and acted as an artist. Who can get it...
But people from different worlds don’t know Chinese characters, they must be able to suffer...
"You put these things on the door of the church to stop the erosion of nightmares and chaotic forces." Hao Ren’s face was solemnly handed the couplet to Father Bernstein, when Xuanzang did not necessarily hold the scripture. He was serious. He explained to others when he handed it over. "This sticker is on the left, this sticker is on the right, this is attached to the side door frame, and it is horizontally posted, called horizontal batch. Hey, take it, the word is like this... Ask so much, you should be this is a rune... I said that the rune is a charm! Is the goddess of creation also said that the entrance to heaven does not allow small advertisements?"
Bernstein took the powerless couplet in a confused way. Later, Hao Ren looked at the shortcomings and felt the shortcomings. He simply took out the two red papers from the portable space and used the original Raven 145 office. The signature pen was written in two dragons, one with the words "Goddess Covers Me" and one with "Evil Retreat", and then handed them to the priest in a precious way: "Put these two too, two Fan the door one side."
He wondered how he was also a pope, leaving behind some of the treasures of the real thing, even if it is not as good as the Ravens, at least the top artifacts, Lily, a huskies in the broken place of Kolo, Wang Yizi can also find a hundred meters The Holy Light, his demigod who has been certified to work is not worse than Lily. Even if he is not good, he is also written with the signature pen of Raven 145. There is also a goddess tooth print on the pole...
The situation in Lu’an City is faltering, and it is always good to have more protection.
After all the arrangements were in place, Hao Ren and Karasius selected the horse and prepared to depart for Crystal Mountain Mount Asoman.
Upon leaving the cathedral, Hao Ren looked back and was pleased to see that Father Bernstein had put the red papers on the door at his own command. Although the priest was still suspicious of these red papers, he at least understood Ningxin. It has the truth that it does not believe it. The sturdy Cathedral of the Goddess of Creation stands quietly in the darkness, and the red couplet inscribed by the Raven 145 is at the door. The two gods completed the first divine power under this very special condition. A factor of at least 20,000 stars...
Hao Ren looked at it for a while and shook his head and sighed: "True tm celebrates."
The couplet exudes a slight white light in the darkness, and the evils are retreating, and the evil spirits are hard to invade.
Hao Ren and Karasius and others took the soldiers of the Sanctuary investigation group and the sub-racial savage soldiers. They soon arrived near the Crystal Mountain Mount Asoman, stopping at a place overlooking the foot of the holy mountain. .
The Mercedes-Benz in the wilderness and the twisted monsters that were seen along the way and bred in the dark can be skipped. They are just a few hundred hits to Hao Ren’s Big Dipper.
Standing on a high ground near the city of the gods, Hao Ren looked at the distance.
Asoman is more majestic than he imagined, but it is not like a "mountain" in the normal sense.
It is like a huge cluster of crystals inserted straight on the earth. Asuman stands abruptly in the center of a circular basin. The white crystalline mountains are steep and neat, and the high and low crystal columns are integrated to form this eternity. The main body of the miracle, the finer the sacred mountain is, the finer it is. On the top of the mountain, you can see the last floating light and shadow, and a vague breach.
At the foot of Asoman, the place that used to be the city of the gods, now only a large block of potholes and a few traces of sporadic remains.
As the old bishop Hodzman said, the 80% or 90% of the entire city of the gods has disappeared: the magnificent urban architecture is missing, and there is an unpleasant smell in the air. There are large and small giant pits in the three concentric rings at the foot of the Asoman Mountain, just like the traces formed by the hot molten iron pouring into the turpentine. At the bottom of each of the giant pits, you can also see the slight rise of hot air, as well as suspicious, shiny condensation.
“It looks like the meteorite rain has ruined the city,” Lily said in amazement. “Those are the big pits of the meteorites?”
Hao Ren looked at his head for a moment: "If Pharaoh is here, he is an expert in this area."
Caracius stood in the faint skylight, without words, pale.
Although he had heard from the Bishop of Holzman the horrific events in the city of the gods, he was still in great shock and panic after he witnessed it.
Now, only the tenacious willpower who is a high-ranking priest is still supporting him, so that he will not fall in the cold wind.
"That is the iconic palace," after a while, Caracius finally opened. He lifted his finger at the end of the ruined crater, at the foot of Mount Asoman, and the hoarse voice of the opening scared himself. Jump, "The supreme center of the church."
Hao Ren also saw the magnificent building. It is a very special twin tower. It has a unique style in the world of Kolo, and the lower part of the iconic palace is a white gold palace with multiple domes and palace walls. In the upper part, there are two tall spires. The top of the minaret extends a long arcade to connect the two spires, so the structure of the entire iconostasis looks like a huge threshold.
Now, this sacred palace has been shrouded in darkness. The eternal light that has never been extinguished in the past has disappeared. Only a thin layer of black smoke like a gauze is hovering.
Hao Ren’s eyes narrowed slightly.
The iconic palace was not only shrouded in darkness. In the depths of the dark fog, he saw a dim glow, which was like the dawn of the twilight moment.
The evil forces are diffused from the building from the inside out.
"If you want to go to Asoman, you must first pass the iconostasis," Karasius suppressed the inner sorrow and slowly said, "There is a platform in the iconic palace, where you can call the "gatekeeper" of the holy mountain. Then the janitor will open a portal to the interior of Asoman. But to be honest, this is the case... I don't know what the janitor is doing, she doesn't even necessarily respond to us."
Hao Ren slightly looked at the silent "黯" and walked forward: "Always try."
The iconostasis brings a heavy sense of oppression.
In the days of light, this sense of oppression comes from sacredness, from greatness, from the awe-inspiring atmosphere of the building itself, but now, the sense of oppression felt by those standing in front of the iconic palace is only The rejection and fear of the instinct of evil chaos, the towering temple walls and the twin towers above the palace walls stand in the dark, but give the illusion that they are gradually falling down. They seem to have become living. Ghosts, trembling and twisting, making strange weeping sounds under the night sky.
After throwing away the illusion of these chaos, Hao Ren’s heart crossed and led the team into the gates of the iconostasis. (^)