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Act 2: Awe-inspiring blooming like a flower Chapter 137: Divine Sound (Part 1)

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    "I know your works, your labor and perseverance, and I know that you cannot tolerate evil people. There are those evil sycophants who claim to be apostles, but they are not. You have tested them and found them to be false. Banish them  . I know that you have endured all things for my name, and have not been tired. But I have one thing against you, that is, you have thrown away your first love.¡±

    "This is what God said to the world, and he sent down from the sky a truly righteous man."

    "He is Alpha, he is Omega, the beginning and the end. The first and the end."

    "I heard a great crowd and a loud voice coming from the sky, like the sound of water, like the sound of thunder. They all chanted and worshiped him as the son of God. God only believed in him and only loved him.  He is both God and man. He is the beginning of all things, the end of eternity, the right and the wrong, the key to nature and the extraordinary.¡±

    "I saw it was open that day, and out of it came a fine horse. The horse was galloping in the sky, speaking to the world. He said he was loyal and honest. And the rider on the white horse was him. The rider called himself righteous.  , call yourself reason."

    "He has a sword. One side of the sword is engraved with justice, and the other side is engraved with judgment. It is the sharp blade that destroys cities and states. Wherever the sword tip points, the unjust city will be destroyed. Wherever the sword blade cuts,  Wherever there is sin, the country will fall apart.¡±

    "His power can break the barriers and remove the evil spirits in hell one by one and send them to the cage. He fights for righteousness and leaves in search of the consequences. He judges and fights, all based on righteousness and truth.  He walks the earth in a linen cloak stained with the blood of warriors, delivering justice. His eyes are red with fire from mortal sin, and his face is eternally youthful from the supreme light.  Wearing many crowns, with many words of glory engraved on them, which no one but himself can recognize.¡±

    "The strength of one man is too weak, and the sin of the earth is too great. So the man on horseback cried out to the sky. Crying, 'Give me justice!' God heard it, and sent to him the hosts of heaven to command. Those who  True warriors, the arms of God. Reunited under the banner of the lover of God, they shouted to the sky: "There is justice in the world again!" They are now walking in the world as righteous ones.  , to spread justice and vow to fight against the countless demons in hell and the six hundred and sixty-six evil nations in the world."

    "Above, may the beauty of humanity spread throughout the world, and may human justice illuminate all nations."

    The gray-haired priest knelt in front of the small statue and murmured, pressing the heavy book in his hand to his forehead.  As if he could get some comfort, he used an old and trembling voice to describe the image of the punishment from the end of the world recorded in the scriptures.

    The heavy marble church was lit by a combined light of six hundred and sixty-six candles.  It's like countless little people holding torches to illuminate this sacred and solemn area.  Above the small statue of the priest kneeling before him, the colorful glass formed a sharp blade-like pattern, as if it was about to pierce the sky, forming a symbol of strong upward will.

    There is a beautiful gilded lace on the spine of the book, which outlines a prophecy in curly script.

    This book is not a preacher, nor is it propaganda.  It is a book written by a prophecy about the doomsday of sinners made by the earliest prophet of the Holy Religion.  Among them, the God of War who destroyed the evil nations and repurified mankind is like the one described above. Sages have seen the glory and dazzling colors of the God of War in dreams and illusions.

    So the old priest was praying in front of the statue whose face could not be seen clearly and could only be called a human-shaped god.

    He prayed that the God of War would come to this world and purify and redeem this already filthy world.  Let mankind regain God's authority and walk in the world as God's agents.  Glory glorifies all mankind from the past to the future.

    Especially for those who do not respect God and faith, they need to be arbitrated.

    "Hey, are you finished with mass? I've been waiting for you for a long time. I said you NPCs are really interesting. Do you want to say mass before being killed? Huh?" the old priest said from behind.  What came was a greasy and disgusting sound.  The old man frowned angrily and turned to look at the guys over there who interrupted this solemn ceremony.

    There were quite a few of them, and they were jostling each other in the chapel, laughing and saying some words that the old priest could not understand.  These people were dressed in a mess, such as sword and shield warriors wearing leather armor, mages with capable lock-picking skills, and figures wearing heavy armor, walking creakingly, holding bows and arrows, chatting inside.  But more people were pointing at the old priest with weapons and scrolls, and excited smiles on their faces as if they were about to kill someone.

    These people are simpleLike a collection of lunatics, these bastards chatted unscrupulously in the sacred place, touching the church that the old pastor regarded as his blood with their dirty hands, just like playing with a lowly slave.  Same.

    The old priest knew who these people were.  They claim to be players, the masters of this world.

    But in fact these guys are just locusts.  He goes around rummaging through boxes and cabinets to steal the fruits of other people's labor, and has absolutely no respect for the criminal law.  They even don¡¯t understand what faith is, and they ridicule everything they think they want to ridicule.  Like a group of turkeys that have no meaning and only know how to croak and eat, they are constantly noisy in this world.

    "Infidels, what on earth do you want to do! If you kill someone, you will be arrested and sentenced by the inspector. Aren't you afraid? Attacking the Holy Church will even attract the Guardian Knights. Even so, you will attack  Me?!" Facing the old priest's cry, the group of people looked at each other as if they had heard something funny, and then let out a harsh laugh.

    "Old guy, are we players?"

    The swordsman-like figure at the head showed a twisted expression, patted the old priest's cheek with his long sword, and said sarcastically: "We players have never been afraid of death. Anyway, we can die.  Resurrection, just playing a game?¡±

    "Do you think anyone cares about death in a game? It's not a battle game, so why would you care so much?"

    PS: There is one less comment. In this case, I can¡¯t double update

    PS2: Having said that, I thought about it carefully and found that my requirements are not high at all, right?  Just five comments or a thousand tips can change a chapter.  I was forced to do this, otherwise I wouldn¡¯t know if anyone would see it, right?
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