Chapter 331: The Fall of God (7)
Chapter 331 The Fall of God (7)
Yunchu put the statue on the desk and fell into a deep sleep.
The silver moonlight poured in outside the wooden lattice window, and the pure white statue was bathed in this holy and flawless silver.
The delicate statue is lifelike, and the simple engraved eyes are facing the vampire girl.
As if there is a faint, radiant divine light flowing in it.
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When dawn came again, the temple was in unprecedented panic.
All the elders, adults, and noble archbishops are gathered in the splendid temple at this moment.
"It must be done by the dark clan, those scumbags!"
Lord Brook was filled with righteous indignation, and his blue eyes showed deep hatred for the dark family.
"It must have something to do with those vampires who are trying to make peace with the light!"
"The blood race does have this motive." A temple elder agreed with Lord Brooke's idea.
"May the gods bless the darkness."
Elder Joyce folded his hands and prayed silently.
"May God bless..."
"May God bless..."
…
Loyal believers prayed fervently.
Bishop Sauron was the most calm, his brows furrowed.
The significance of the idols to the temple is very important, and no one can afford this responsibility.
Without the protection of the gods, the light will be threatened by the darkness.
Bishop Sauron sighed deeply.
God bless.
he said.
The temple fell into a stalemate atmosphere, and everyone knew the consequences of the loss of the statue.
After a long silence.
A reckless young man broke into the temple.
He was panting, his back soaked with sweat from running too fast.
In this dreary situation, a reckless intruder will only make one's mood worse.
Lord Brooke reprimanded sharply: "Who allowed you to break into the temple! Oh, the gods are above, rude and rude fellow, how can there be believers like you in the temple!"
The boy who was reprimanded blushed, and he scratched his head.
"Yuri-sama asked me to come."
The young guy looked at the scene in the temple and knew that he was here at the wrong time.
He lowered his head and explained meekly and politely: "Master Yuri said that God has sent messengers of light, and the messengers of God will bless the light family in the name of God."
"God?"
Lord Brook widened those small blue eyes in surprise.
He then remembered that today is the day of the bright test.
"The **** did not give up his loyal followers."
Lord Brooke held the cross on his chest and closed his eyes with reverence and admiration.
Bishop Sauron stood up: "Where is the envoy?"
"in the church."
The guy answered neatly.
"Go and have a look."
When the group came to the church, they immediately saw the young man standing at the forefront, bathed in golden sunlight.
The young **** is dressed in a white robe of gold silk, with silver hair hanging down like moonlight, her thin skin like some kind of pure cold jade, and her thin lips are brighter than petals.
And those icy blue eyes seemed to be rippling with shallow water waves, gentle, but with an icy indifference that was beyond ordinary.
He does not seem to belong to the human world, and the sunlight falls on his robes like dust.
The boy's eyes fell on the crowd.
At that moment, everyone seemed to be holding their breath, their legs trembled slightly, and they couldn't help but want to prostrate themselves and bow down.
- To this young angel.
Bishop Sauron couldn't help showing an extremely friendly and respectful smile.
He stepped forward and greeted the boy who seemed to be favored by the gods with the utmost courtesy.
"Welcome to the temple, Lord Envoy."
The boy's ice blue eyes did not waver.
's respectful treatment of the most honorable bishop of the Bright Clan except the gods did not have the slightest emotional ups and downs.
like……
The norm should be like this.
(end of this chapter)