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Chapter 934: church...
The center of the Fulaera plane is a mountain that has been cut in half. There is only one conspicuous and grand luxury building on the huge cross section of the entire lush mountain peak. This is a huge church built with exquisite ashlar. , The area ten times larger than the general kingdom palace and the geographical location at the peak are enough to prove the lofty status of this church on such a small plane, and the solemn religious atmosphere and the emblems of the gods all over the gorgeous decorations It is enough to prove how pious the believers in this church are.
If you pass through a formal barrier of magical arts, curious and faithful believers can enter the church, and then he will find that the inside of this gorgeous religious building is even more majestic and majestic than the outside.
The church is full of tranquil and religious atmosphere. In the light reflected by the stained glass and the lights of hundreds of candles, the solemn atmosphere transformed from the ancient precipitation of time lingers around the whole body. The spacious and tall halls and dark gold The ceilings are set against each other, and every detail of the decorations is full of artistic atmosphere, reflecting the wealth of the "gods". The decorative counter in the church displays the art of "true gods". The exquisite gold wares on display are the most eye-catching. The priests and apprentices in the sacrificial robes of the gods ship whispered in the church and walked quietly, infecting each other. Religious atmosphere and mentality.
At this moment, at the end of the promenade of the church, a group of apprentices with fanatical expressions are praying under the leadership of a young and beautiful official-level female priest. They enshrine a target of more than ten meters high, wearing armor and holding a long sword. The statue of the majestic man. Obviously, the image of the warrior displayed on the statue is the deity worshipped by this church and even the entire plane of Fulaera-Atdylen!
After a series of cumbersome rituals to express his faith, the beautiful official priest put his hands together, and then chanted a pious prayer poem with an ethereal voice:
"Great God of hurricanes, rainstorms, and frosts, your brilliance has dimmed the stars.
O great thunderstorm dragon hunter, your power will never extinguish in the squally wind.
You are the supreme god, the only one in the only, the eternal in eternity.
Your unscrupulous measures are justified, just as humans are supposed to eat lambs.
Your order cannot be violated, just as the sun must rise every day and then set every day.
We sincerely praise you, eager for the smooth progress of the inheritance of faith, and eager for the heretical figure to have nowhere to hide, year after year, day after day, as always, the same as before..."
Religious words passed slowly in the mouth of the beautiful female priest like a song, and it was like a spring flowing on the stone moss. It is not difficult to see that her faith is as religious as her words, and the beautiful longing in her heart is also like her. His piety is also integrated into prayer.
"It’s been a long time since there has been no heresy. Almost everyone on the entire plane of Fulaera has become a believer of the great true god. Although since the revision of the doctrine 30,000 years ago, the transmission of faith in the true god has slowed down a lot, but Thanks to the efforts of many companions, the glory of the hurricane has finally spread to every inch of Fulera"!
After reciting the poem, the female priest with enthusiasm in her eyes couldn't help raising her head and muttering to the statue exuding pale white brilliance.
As far as she knows, the preachers of the "Hurricane Cult" who entered the plane of Fulaera 30,000 years ago still followed that set of ancient doctrines. Blood sacrifice, massacre, and torture were the mainstream preaching methods during that time, because the whole There are very few official-level professionals on the barren Fulaera plane, so the Hurricane Sect, backed by the "True God", used various iron and blood methods to rapidly spread the faith.
However, just over 25,000 years ago, the god of the hurricane, Atdylan, suddenly dropped the oracle during the period when the faith was most prosperous. The original creeds were replaced by the revised doctrines, and a lot of bloody and evil religions. The content was almost completely deleted, replaced by a slow missionary strategy focusing on order and "peace."
In this way, the speed of the transmission of faith suddenly slowed down, and the "Hurricane Sect" that once caused a bloody storm has now turned into a lawful sect that is almost neutral!
The female pastor doesn’t know why the great god made such a decision. She only knows that “what God does is right” and that “oneself must obey the oracle”. This is also the fact that the Hurricane religion has passed on more than 20,000 today. The important thought of the year.
Fortunately, despite the loss of blood and violence, in such a small plane where there are no other religions and powerful forces, the transmission of faith is still extremely rapid. Today's Hurricane Church has already become Fulera's almost all wisdom. The common belief of living beings, and as the chief priest of this session, the female priest has been enjoying a peaceful and pious and peaceful life.
"This seems to be good too. My companions feel the brilliance of the gods together, thank the great gods for the grace together, and interpret the extensive and profound ancient teachings together... Come to think of it, the transformation of the great gods should be a good change."
Sincerely lowered his head to kiss the ground around the statue, the female priest's peaceful smile looked very elegant.
Today’s Hurricane Sects are enjoying order and peace. I don’t know when this once evil religious organization has completed the changes. A peaceful life and common belief have replaced blood and killing, focusing on order. The rule of Fulaera has also become the cornerstone of the prosperity of Fulaera.
Although no believer knows why their gods suddenly changed so much, and no priest knows... what they call "quiet life" is nothing more than a castle on the beach—it falls down with one push.
However, in such a warm afternoon, caressed by the afternoon sun, the monstrous waves have indeed been aimed at the fragile beach.
"Boom"
The female priest who closed her eyes and felt the "God's Glory" just raised her head, and a loud noise like thunder roared without warning, and saw the magnificent and magnificent church amidst the shaking of the mountains. Losing half of its volume, the statue of Atdillon also fell to the ground with the violent shaking. Large bricks and stones shattered like bullets. Many ordinary nuns who were not professionals were in the first wave of shock. The middle is like a fragile puppet.
The disaster that was enough to break the peace of the entire plane had arrived.
"What? What the hell... what the hell is going on... what kind of fanatic dared to defile the great hurricane god"!
Like a rabbit stepped on its tail, the female priest jumped up in shock. She didn't even care that she was covered with dust, and she would use magic skills to hold the statue of the god about to fall in the first place.
For an avid believer, let alone the death of the nun and the disability of the apprentice, her own life is far less important than the cleanliness of the statue of the god. She must ensure that the symbol of her belief is spotless, and then Only have time to see what happened.
End of this Chapter
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