The Godsfall Chronicles

The other side.

Silver armor leads the team back to Wanlei City.

This time back together to the Temple of the Divine Domain, there are the Green Alliance High Level North Chenxi, Thunder Divine Domain High Priest Shelan.

Beichenxi, like Xiyunyinyue, although the power and position in the alliance are not comparable to that of a wolf sword, is the most trustworthy object of a cloud eagle. Like this supervisory work, cloud eagles can reassure them to do it.

The thunderous domain and the dragon domain are two very important divine domains. The cloudhawks first took control of the two domains, and the five divine domains were successfully controlled by three, and the Green Alliance would take full control of the situation.

North Chenxi's gaze wandered over the silver armor and Shelan.

Forget the silver armor, my daughter is in the cloud gods, she shouldn't have done anything to defeat her.

This Shelan deserves some vigilance. After all, he is a high priest in the realm of Thunder. Anyone who can become a high priest will not come through layers of screening. I'm afraid it will be difficult to commit acts of rebellion. If he arrives in the realm of God suddenly changes his gossip, it is not good to end with his influence.

Shelan Grand Priest is a spiritual, very charming and elegant old man, and when he feels whether North Chenxi has cast an unfavourable eye, he reveals a calm and a little mulberry, like a wise man who sees through the ages and times.

“Does Lord North Chenxi have to be so vigilant towards an old man?. ”

“Grandpa is self-righteous. You are not an ordinary old man. In case anything flashes up, the gods of the realm of thunder must not riot. ”

Longbrows sighed low: "The gods of thunder have been destroyed, the high priest has lost their raison d 'être. My old bones, which are long in time, also want to see where the world is going in turmoil. ”

North Chenxi didn't think so.

A few people returned to the Temple of the Thor Spirit.

Two priests and several high priests were immediately greeted with news.

“How did the High Priest come back with Master Silver Armor? This is another..." A cleric looked at the North Chenxi, this one wearing super thick oversized armor and carrying a wide blade sword, gives a vivid feeling from head to foot. The open face armor is a beautiful little woman's face, so it gives a very uncoordinated feeling.

She is obviously not a Thunder Spirit.

Bei Chenxi introduced himself: “Listen up, I am the number one employee of the Great Leader of the Green Alliance, the Lord of the Cloud Eagle, and a close relative in his heart and heart, and now holds the position of Lord of the South Arid City, to take over the temple. ”

“Traitor! ”

“Don't be ashamed! ”

Everyone's face changed dramatically.

Why openly bring a traitor into the temple when the High Priest Shelan and the Master Hunter Silver Armor? It doesn't make any sense. The High Priest doesn't even care about his identity?

“High Priest, what the hell is going on? ”

Beichenxi gripped the handle of the sword and stared at the high priest in front of her.

Now it depends on how he behaves, the high priest's turf, in just one sentence, may turn away, hoping that he will not be too stupid and make a self-destructive move.

“The God of Thunder is dead, and from now on the Temple of Thunder will cease to exist.” From today onwards, the Temple is part of the Alliance, Master Armor, "said the High Priest of Shelan. ”

Silver armor takes out a crystal.

Crystal lights cover the upper level of the temple on site.

After seeing these images, one of them shows an incredible expression, and these priests are arguably the most determined and devout people in the entire divine domain, believing that God is beautiful, believing that everything that man possesses is God's gift.

“The naked, bloody truth is cruel.” The High Priest shook his head: “If you want to stay, stay. If you don't want to stay, I won't stop you. Please make your own decision. ”

In the eyes of the high priest.

Everyone hesitated for a while.

A cleric left with more than a dozen clerics.

They clearly remain hopeful and do not share that truth.

Beichenxi watched these people leave, but Shelan's face was calm. At the same time, he nodded his head at the silver armor, who would not leave the main city alive. Since he decided to turn to the cloud hawk, what he had to do was simply fall back.

The Temple is the High Priest's own land.

As long as the High Priest does not act against the water, it is easy to control this place, and although many people still have fantasies about God, everything is within control.

Beichenxi was a little relieved: “What are you going to do with the extended family of the Divine Domain? ”

Each divine domain has some historic large families.

They are noble representatives and strongholds.

And this is one of the hardest to shake.

Shelan said calmly, "I don't care. I need a professional. ”

North Chenxi asks curiously: "Professionals? ”

“Oh, don't think the cloud gods are talented, and the big characters in the thunder gods aren't easy.” It means a lot, "I thought," when the temple meeting is held tonight, everything will be calm, and you can go back to delivering to the Lord of the Alliance. ”

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It's autumn now.

But the thunderous realm of the climate is boring, the breeze is silky hot, lazy to sweep across the streets and alleys of Wan Thunder City. The trees of the years are shaking slightly yellow branches in the wind.

The city's most magnificent architecture is not the capital, but the sacred cathedral.

The church represents a magnificent integration of divine architectural art, the top of a white-and-white church with hundreds of different celestial postures, and is looking down on the earth with a majestic gaze, a golden architectural body and a noble body.

At the top of the church is a prayer room.

It is said that this is the best place to listen to the word of God, apart from the temple.

The sun has begun to slope west, shining red sunlight across the city's owner's small body, casting a long shadow on the scarlet carpet.

Lord Xuantian Shenghai, Lord of Wanlei City, is only sixty years old.

Everyone knows that he is one of the most devout believers in the whole divine domain, and although the government is very busy, it is inevitable that every day one of them will disappear to pray and meditate here, unhindered for decades.

The prayer room door was opened and a breeze swept through the long windows of the floor, causing a dead yellow leaf to spin, passing the window of the floor over the scarlet carpet, and the master of the city stared at the leaf and looked thoughtful.

“Here comes the wind...”

The city lord muttered to himself, his dry, skinny right hand, grabbed it gently, the dead leaves flickered, crushed to dust, and there was nothing left.

“Lord of the Holy Sea! ”

“The High Priest will hold a temple meeting in the evening. ”

A cleric walked in quickly, and when the High Priest Shelan returned to the realm of Thunder, he didn't say anything. No one saw him, and immediately returned to the temple, but sent a cleric to the city lord and held a temple convention?

The clergyman gave a crystal with his hands: "The High Priest invites the Lord of the City to look at this object, which contains important information that can be unlocked by the power of the Lord of the City. Finally, the city owners are invited to select a group of delegates from among the extended families to participate in the Temple Assembly. ”

Yan Bi.

The cleric withdrew.

Xuantian Holy Sea looked at the crystal ball in his hand with a strange eye.

Through his own intelligence channels, he already knew that the sky fortress had fallen, and the sensational news of the defeat of the four gods had not spread in the divine domain, so no one knew yet. I'm afraid silver armor and shale will never come back that simple.

Xuantian Holy Sea looks at the crystal ball in his hand.

This object is like an artifact, not like an artifact.

He tried to activate a powerful spiritual force, and the crystal ball actually reacted, releasing a strong light, allowing the Holy Sea of Xuantian to be covered in it for about a few minutes, and Xuantian Holy Sea returned to God.

“So that's it.” The Lord of the City's deep eyes silenced for a long time, and eventually seemed compelled by reality and helplessness, "he murdered again. ”

This is the end of the tranquillity in the realm of thunder.