Chapter 934

At the center of fuleira's plane is a half cut mountain peak. On the huge cross section of the whole lush mountain peak, there is only one conspicuous and grand luxury building. This is a huge church built with exquisite square stones. Its area is ten times larger than that of ordinary royal palaces and its geographical location at the peak is enough to prove that the church is in such a small plane Some of them are of high status, and the solemn religious atmosphere and the divine emblems all over the gorgeous decorations are enough to prove how devout the believers in this church are.

If you go through a formal magic barrier, curious and faithful believers can enter the interior of the church, and then he will find that the inside of this gorgeous religious building is even more majestic than the outside.

The church is full of quiet and pious atmosphere. In the light reflected by the painted glass and the light of hundreds of candles, the solemn atmosphere transformed from the ancient precipitation of time lingers around the whole body. The spacious and tall hall and the dark gold ceiling set off each other. Every decoration detail is full of artistic flavor, reflecting the wealth of "gods". The decorative counter in the church displays the art of "true God". Among the collections on display, the most eye-catching are the exquisite gold wares. A priest apprentice in a divine ship sacrificial robe talks in a low voice and walks quietly in the church, infecting each other with a pious atmosphere and mentality.

At this moment, at the end of the church corridor, a group of fanatical apprentices are praying under the leadership of a beautiful young official female priest. Their goal is a statue of a dignified man more than ten meters high, wearing armor and holding a sword. It is obvious that the warrior image on the statue is the god worshipped by the church and even the whole fulera ——Atdylan!

After a series of tedious rituals to express his faith, the beautiful official priest put his hands together, and then chanted a devotional prayer poem in an ethereal voice:

"great God of hurricane, rainstorm and frost, your brilliance makes the stars dim.

Great dragon hunter of thunderstorm, your power runs in the wind.

You are the Supreme God, the only in the only, the eternal in the eternal.

You should do whatever you want, just as human beings should eat lambs.

Your order cannot be violated, just as the sun must rise every day and then set every day.

We sincerely praise you, long for the smooth progress of the inheritance of faith, long for the figure of heresy, no place to hide, year after year, day after day, as always, the same forever.... "

The pious words in the beautiful pastor's mouth like a song, and like a clear spring flowing on the moss, it is not difficult to see that her faith is as pious as her words, and the beautiful vision in her mind is also as pious as her prayer.

"It's been a long time since heresy appeared. Almost all the people in fulera's plane have become believers of the great true God. Although the transmission speed of the true God's faith has slowed down a lot since the revision of the doctrine 30000 years ago, with the efforts of many companions, the glory of Hurricane has finally spread all over fulera"!

After reciting the poem, the frenzied female priest couldn't help looking up and murmuring to the pale white statue.

As far as she knows, the missionaries of the "hurricane cult" who settled in the fuleira plane 30000 years ago still followed that old set of doctrines. Blood sacrifice, massacre and torture were the mainstream missionary methods during that period. Because there were very few formal professionals in the whole barren fuleira plane, the hurricane cult backed by the "true God" had rapidly spread by various means of iron and blood I have faith.

However, just more than 25000 years ago, the God of hurricane, atdylan, suddenly dropped the oracle in the most prosperous period of his faith. The original creeds were replaced by modified creeds, and a large number of bloody and evil religious contents were almost deleted. Instead, the slow missionary strategy focusing on order and "peace" was adopted.

In this way, the speed of belief transmission suddenly slowed down, and the "hurricane cult" which once set off a bloody storm has now become an orderly sect close to the neutral camp!

The priestess does not know why the great God made such a decision. She only knows that "what the God did was right" and "she must obey the oracle". This is also an important idea inherited by the hurricane cult for more than 20000 years.

Fortunately, despite the loss of blood and violence, the transmission of faith is still very rapid in such a small area where there are no other religions and powerful forces. Today's Hurricane cult has already become the common belief of nearly all intelligent creatures in fuleira. As the chief sacrifice of this term, the female priest has been enjoying a peaceful and pious life .

"It seems that this is also good. The companions feel the glory of the gods together, thank the great God for his grace, and interpret the broad and profound ancient scriptures together I think the change of the great gods should be a good change.

Sincerely lowered his head to kiss the ground around the statue, the pastor's gentle smile looks very elegant.

Today's Hurricane gods are enjoying order and peace. I don't know when this once evil religious organization has changed. Peaceful life and common belief have replaced blood and killing. The rule focusing on order has also become the cornerstone of Fula's prosperityAlthough no believer knows why their gods suddenly changed so much, no priest knows Their so-called "quiet life" is nothing more than a castle on the beach - a push and a fall.

However, in such a warm afternoon caressed by the afternoon sun, the huge waves have aimed at the fragile beach and suddenly arrived

"Boom"

the female pastor who closed her eyes to feel the "glory of God" just raised her head. The thunderous sound came without warning. The magnificent church lost half of its volume in a moment, and the statue of atdylan also fell to the ground with the violent vibration, and the large bricks and stones were like the earth Bullets are generally scattered everywhere, and many ordinary nuns who are not professionals are as fragmented as fragile puppets in the first shock.

Enough to break the whole plane calm disaster has come.

"What? After all What's going on What kind of maniac dare to defile the great God of Hurricane!

Like a rabbit trampled on its tail, she jumped up. The female pastor, even though she was covered with dust, had to use magic to hold the statue of God that was about to fall down at the first time.

For a fanatical believer, not to mention the death of a nun and the disability of her apprentice, even her own life is far less important than the cleanliness of the statue of God. She must ensure that the symbol of her faith is spotless before she has time to see what happened.

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