Trafford’s Trading Club

On the street, the people who awakened from their dreams were slumped to the ground in shock, fear... and even despair.

The wailing can be heard everywhere.

Even the patrol car driven by the masters of the Public Security Department was parked on the road at this time.

The people of [Free City] looked up at the sky with blind eyes.

The [saint] statue on the square has been shattered, and the huge head of the statue is completely shattered on the ground, and it has lost its light.

But this is only the beginning.

Because soon, they will discover even more terrifying things-they will go to Liberty Square, before the broken statue of [saint], and then they will find the source of despair.

One, the body of a woman who was crucified on a bloody cross.

[Free City] The body of a saint.

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On the huge square, there is a bright red cross nearly ten meters high.

Above the cross, there was a woman wearing a black evening dress... the palms of the woman's hands and feet were all nailed directly at this moment.

Even a long sword was inserted into the woman's chest.

The blood of a woman slowly left from the cross.

In Liberty Square, at this time, surrounded by a huge and strange silence, people's desperate faces are reflected in the sight of more people-through the screen.

"This is... the saint of [Free City]?" In the lobby of [Rosé Mansion], in front of the old TV, Miss Nan couldn't help but open her mouth, her face full of surprise, "She is not for Miss You Ye from heaven. Are you looking for a substitute? How could it suddenly..."

But Miss Nan quickly shut up.Seeing the smiling eyes of the maid, she knew that she had said something wrong in a moment.

"The saint is obviously here, but why..." Bertrand looked at the white-clothed youth in doubt at this time, frowned and said: "Why is a counterfeit killed? ]?"

The young man in white groaned silently now.

"What is [Sheng Yi]?" Boss Luo suddenly asked.

Bertrand said directly: "In the Kingdom of Holy Light, as long as there is the highest death of [Sage], there will be [Holy Meteor]. Aunt in the future... Well, just like what you see now, Mr. Luo, the sky There will be tragic songs, and believers will be miserable, as if the end of the world is coming. This is only the beginning, with the despair brought about by the fall of the [saint], the faithfulness of the believers will be swallowed up by the hollow madness generated in their hearts, and then die of madness. "

Boss Luo glanced at the maid, only to see the maid nodded gently, indicating that Bertrand said there was no problem.

"Holy Light Nation, have you ever thought about Holy Falling?" Boss Luo asked abruptly at this time.

"Appeared once." Bertrand said with a solemn expression: "The only time I have ever appeared in the [Old Testament Capital] in the Seven Capitals."

"[The Capital of the Old Testament]?" Miss Nan blinked, and she quickly flipped through the book [Traveler's Guide to the Freedom City]. Most of it introduced the [Freedom City], but occasionally it was mentioned. Some things in Qidu, "Aren’t the [saints] of [Old Testament Capital] still there?"

"[Saint] John, was rebuilt after the [Old Testament Capital] was destroyed." Bertrand said slowly: "The former [Old Testament Capital] was irretrievable because of the fall of the original [Saint]... that time [Holy Meteor] affected the entire Holy Light Kingdom, which was an unprecedented disaster. Later, in order to restore the Holy Light Kingdom again, [the Lord] used his power to cleanse the Holy Light Kingdom thoroughly and rebuilt the [Old Testament] The Capital of the Old Testament], and John was entrusted to become the [Saint] of the new [Old Testament Capital]. In fact, the current [Old Testament Capital] should be called the [New Testament Capital]."

"This part of the history is hidden." Miss Nan thoughtfully.

Bertrand nodded and said: "Of course it needs to be hidden, otherwise the reconstruction of the [Old Testament Capital] would be meaningless... Don't you know that the original [Holy Meteorite] almost destroyed the Kingdom of Holy Light."

Nan Xiaonan couldn't help being speechless, and subconsciously said: "The Kingdom of Holy Light has seven capitals, as the seven pillars that support the world...Even if one is broken, it won't be unable to hold it, right?"

"It's okay in theory, but it's not the actual situation." Bertrand shook his head: "Despair is like a plague. Once it breeds, if it is not eradicated, it will infect the entire Holy Light Kingdom. Diseases need to be eradicated, even if it is. Bone scraping is also necessary. Although the original method of [the Lord] has drastically reduced the aspiration power provided by the Holy Light Kingdom for a long time to a terrible point, it is necessary to do."

Miss Nan shrugged and said, "It's not easy to be a clerk of a big power."

"Then, who is the [sage] of [Shengyu] for the first time?" Boss Luo asked thoughtfully.

But this time, it was not Bertrand, but the maid.

"Medanzo." She looked at her master and said softly: "Or... Metatron. Of course there are some other names, but mainly these two."

"Metatron?" Boss Luo was taken aback in surprise, "I remember that this one doesn't seem to belong to the orthodox system of Heaven..."

The maid said indifferently: "There are many systems in the world, but there is only one [Master]. This is the automatic correction of legends in different worlds after unity. Similar to the world in which you are the master, many teachings coexist. In fact, there is only one known sub-world."

"So..." Boss Luo nodded, and immediately looked at the white-clothed youth, "Your Excellency Archangel, since only the fall of [Saint] will allow [Holy Meteo] to appear, why will [Free City] also appear this time? [Holy Meteorite] appears."

Bertrand asked him this, he could not speak.

Boss Luo asked him this, but he had to think about the consequences of not answering.

I can hear that the archangel is somewhat reluctant at this time, but still speaks: "Her person is also [saint], but only has the name of [saint], and cannot actually mobilize the power of the Holy Light. . Otherwise, the prayers of believers cannot be reached."

"In order to conceal what you have done to the Lord Saint, you actually even promoted a counterfeit to the [sage]?" Bertrand's forehead rose sharply, "It's... silly!"

Bai Yiqing snorted, and Bertrand's face was pale with shaking.

The white-clothed youth immediately stood up and said, "[Freedom City] The matter of the Holy Fall is very suspicious... Mr. Luo, the matter of heaven, since it is not in a hurry, then let me deal with the matter first, and then discuss it in detail. ."

As he said, without waiting for Boss Luo's response, the young man in white did not open the door. It turned into a light and flashed out from the crack of the door.

"I think this guy seems to stay here for a second longer and feel uncomfortable all over?" Nan Xiaonan blinked at this moment, and almost wanted to ask: Boss, are you bullying others.

"Master Saint, let him go like this?!" Bertrand was furious.

But the lady maid said calmly: "Mr. Bertrand, it seems that he is not very willing to let His Excellency the Archangel leave. Why didn't you leave him just now."

——If I can beat him, I can let him go??

Angry and angry, Bertrand could only slap his head, walking around angrily, in a hurry.

The maid looked at Boss Luo with a calm expression, "Master, it's time for you to fall asleep. Do you need me to clean up your quilt?"

Boss Luo smiled and said, "I may have to go to bed late tonight...or I can't sleep."

He looked at the stairs in the lobby.

I saw a group of people, Durand, Lival...and the head of the Diluk campus, as well as male assistants, Asaches, and even Krily, walking out one after another at this time.

"It seems that I had a nightmare and just woke up." I only heard the boss of Asathes mutter to himself at this moment: "Then I found out that I have entered into a bigger nightmare again... can anyone tell Me, what happened outside?"

I saw Nan Xiaonan turned the old TV set at this time, took a picture of the TV series, and blinked her big eyes like Ka Zilan: "Hey, it will tell you...Will you eat melon seeds?"

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Freedom Square, more and more people came here.

On the stairs up to Freedom Square, people were standing densely at this moment... People were holding white candles in both hands, blindly looking, one by one, they climbed the stairs leading to Freedom Square silently.

Very quiet.

At this time, the statue of the Saintess in Liberty Square had already been emptied....Some seemingly guards in different uniforms were controlling the scene.

A group of people with different costumes are gathering together right now...The expressions of these people are extremely solemn.

At this moment, a brilliance fell among this group of people.

Everyone felt in a moment, bowed their heads, and reverently said in unison: "I have seen [Archangel]!"

"I have seen Mr. [Michael]!"

Among the people's voices, there was one that seemed uncoordinated...The white-clothed youth suddenly looked at the source of this uncoordinated voice.

This is a white-haired old man with a crown on his head. He is the pope of [Blazing City]... Qidu and Qidu have their own different styles. For example, the city lord of [Freedom City], such as [City of Dawn] The grand president of the city, in the [blazing city], is religion, and the pope is the agent of [Seraph].

"Why are you here." The white-clothed youth frowned, and immediately looked at the other people who were with the white-haired old man, "Why are you here?"

The white-haired pope hurriedly replied: "Earlier, we all received an invitation from the saint of [Free City] to participate in the ceremony of the holy girl. I and several others also arrived earlier today... But I didn't expect such a shocking thing to happen late at night! Even you were alarmed, it seems that this is really... [Holy Fall]!"

"The saints of [Free City], invite you to come to the ceremony?" The white-clothed youth frowned again.

"Yes." The white-haired pope oozes a cold sweat under the eyes of the white-clothed youth. "In addition, after this terrible thing has happened, the conditions of the residents of [Free City] are not very good. The people in the Public Security Department also...So, Lao Yu negotiated with several other managers and decided to temporarily close the scene without authorization...The manpower we brought was also used. So far, nothing has happened."

"You didn't do anything wrong." The white-clothed youth nodded, "[Holy Meteo] is a saint from [Free City]. You are from another Qidu and are not affected for the time being... Things that go beyond your authority, just forget it. .But why hasn’t the body of the saint been taken down and left to hang on the cross until now?”

The tone of the white-clothed youth has become heavier.

The white-haired pope became more and more humble, "After all, it is the body of [the saint], I wait...I dare not touch it without authorization. I also know that it is not appropriate to let the body of the saint hang on it. ,can……"

"No courage!" The white-clothed youth snorted coldly.

With a wave of his hand, the corpse of the woman nailed to the huge blood-colored cross fell out of the air and slowly landed - seeing this, the managers of Qidu fell to the ground one after another.

Lower your head, dare not look directly, let alone speak out.

The white-clothed youth groaned and walked directly to the fallen woman's corpse... His eyes were fixed on the corpse.

I saw a woman who looked pale because of death, but a strange smile still remained on the woman's face.

The white-clothed youth frowned at this time. He raised his hand as if to do something, but suddenly stopped...The white-clothed youth turned around and looked at the managers of Qidu who were kneeling behind him, and those outside the square. The believers who came with candles... he finally put down his slightly raised palm.

"The body of the saint, I will send it back to the residence of the saint."

"Prohibit any discussion about the death of the saint."

"From now on, you and others will temporarily take over the affairs of [Free City], and immediately draw people from their respective capitals into [Free City]."

"Regarding the [Holy Meteorite] matter, I will give you an answer after discussing with the other [sages] in Qidu."

Orders were issued from the mouth of the white-clothed youth.

The administrators of Qidu listened intently until the voice of the white-clothed youth had stopped for a long time before the white-haired pope raised his head tentatively.

The young man in white had already left, and took away the body of [Sage].

"What shall we do next?"

The administrators of Qidu began to discuss at this time... the rest of the people looked at the gray-haired pope.

The white-haired old man smiled bitterly: "Everyone, although this time is coming from the adults of [Blazing City], but I am the same as you, I am afraid that other [sages] will appear soon. No need to look at me. , [Master Michael] How do you say, let’s just do what we do... By the way, your Excellency President Bailang, I think you brought the most people during the ceremony, waiting for the maintenance of mass order. , I’ll trouble you to do more."

"Of course." His Excellency the President with white eyeshadow nodded now, "I am very good at maintaining order."

"Let's work together!" The white-haired pope said sternly at this time.

The managers of Qidu are busy.

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Guanghui has just landed in the residence of the saint in [Free City].

A figure quickly walked out of the dark at this time, came to the back of the brilliant figure, bowed its head respectfully and said: "My lord!"

"Grabbe?" The white-clothed youth nodded slightly. "Let me go in and talk."

"Yes, my lord."