Heaven’s Intention

Plane of Mists

heavily clouded. blustery

Boom! With a sound, lightning pierced the sky.

High in the sky in the distance, several people shining with golden light shook the heaven and earth.

Ten miles away, a large group of people came desperately on their way.

Quick, get out immediately, get out immediately. Someone shouted.

The feeling of fear slowly grew in everyone's heart, and every soldier stared at the front, desperately following the people in front, running at night.

Roar! A roar, like thunder, broke the sky, this is the roar of a giant dragon.

Everyone immediately raised their heads and looked back.

Don't turn back, let's go, we must rush to the coast! The officer's voice came, and everyone felt oppressed and panicked, desperately moving forward.

In the distance, the waves are finally seen.

It's the sea, we've reached the coast! said the sharp-eyed sentinel. shouted.

God Romon! A man pressed his forehead to the ground and prayed silently.

Hurry up, the pursuers are coming soon, we can't get entangled, hurry up, get on board! On the coast, there are more than a dozen warships docked, and there are already springboards.

Quick, quick! One by one, the soldiers jumped onto the diving board and headed for the ship.

When they were halfway through, a cavalry suddenly shouted: Here they come.

Looking back, rows of cavalry appeared on the horizon, carrying the flag of the sea god mark, this chilling atmosphere...

The sound of orders came from a distance, and a bright long sword stood neatly in midair, the horses gradually accelerated, and a slight tremor came from the ground.

Magician, prepare your spells!

Second Cavalry, charge back with me!

kill!

In the night sky, orders came.

God Romon,

My Lord, you are the only true God on the earth, may your way be on the earth.

When the soldiers desperately boarded the boat. The hooves of the enemy cavalry approaching could be clearly heard, and then a group of cavalry charged out, and a hymn resounded violently in the night sky, which was a praise to God and a welcome to the sacrifice. ... Voices continued to join in, and hymns echoed in the sky.

Under the command of the officer, the young soldiers had tears in their eyes, and many people followed the singing in low voices, and headed towards the ship, clenching their fists.

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Set sail, set sail! The ship started, and the people on board were in chaos with a boom, and countless voices rang out, everyone was arguing.

Why are you sailing the boat? The people on it are still fighting!

On the coast, there is the sound of counterattack killing. It's still going on, but it's become a lot more sporadic.

Shut up, I am the commander! A knight roared: We failed this time, but it is easy to die here. The most important thing is to wash away the shame and spread the glory of our Lord!

According to my orders, if we survive, we will counterattack! The knight's voice resounded throughout the audience.

Counterattack! The people on the boat roared.

The Misty Plane, without a moon, the night is deep and dark.

In the middle of the night, the sea was calm, and the priest had already cast some divine spells.

In the cabin, the warrior experienced a week of fighting and escaped death today. He was very tired both physically and mentally. He was treated by a priest and finally got a rest after sticking the planks.

A strong drowsiness welled up in his heart, and Pastor Foconci's eyelids were a little heavy, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

He rubbed his stiff cheeks, then stood up and walked onto the deck.

Facing the slight cool breeze, most of the drowsiness disappeared immediately.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of him.

Pastor Foconxi was jolted up immediately, and even the remaining half of his drowsiness was gone.

Who is the one?

Pastor Foconxi felt that this figure looked familiar, so he followed closely.

Knight Harder, it's you!

...So it's Priest Foconci! The knight on the opposite side turned his head, and he was patrolling the deck. Many soldiers had no beds and slept on decks and cabins.

Why haven't you slept yet? Priest Fokangxi asked, Still thinking about today's soldiers?

...Yes, we occupied Joel's collar, and it went very smoothly. The Lord Dragon suppressed the evil god Sennasai. We moved the people of the leader, and we have already moved 10,000. Why, there is such a sudden change?

Pastor Foconxi said with hidden anger: That's the evil gods around. They suddenly joined the battle, and the increase in troops is nothing more than that. The key point is that there are five evil gods besieging Lord Dragon!

Bishop Kanrongpa immediately issued an order to retreat, and we were able to buy time. However, the loss this time is also great! This is a great shame!

Pastor Fokangxi, if Lord Dragon cannot come back, then we...

Reverend Fauconcy suddenly raised his voice. Said: My lord is a true god. Even if he encounters setbacks and difficulties for a while, he will surely be able to spread the glory to the entire continent. Knight Harder, are you not as good as a soldier, shaken?

No, of course not! Knight Harder retorted immediately.

That's good. The road guided by God will not always be smooth. We have to be prepared for this, don't we? Pastor Foconci said, Even without the dragon, we will continue to move forward. We rely on God, not Rely on the dragon.

Yes! There was a reply from the opposite side, and the expression could not be seen clearly in the darkness.

Rubbing his somewhat stiff face, Pastor Foconxi sighed: We don't need to worry now. We should arrive at the port tomorrow morning and we will know the last news.

The other party nodded, and they parted. Pastor Foconci also went back and lay down.

This time, he fell asleep immediately, and when he woke up, he stretched slowly, only to realize that it was already dawn.

The sun shines in through the gap, casting a beautiful morning glow.

At this moment, someone knocked on his door, and a voice rang out, Master Fokangsi, it's me, Kelin.

Kling is the name of a squire.

Please come in. Reverend Foconxi said, rubbing his forehead.

The door was pushed open, and it was the attendant Kelin who walked in.

Is something wrong, Clint?

Of course, Reverend Foconxi, if it's nothing, why would I disturb your rest? We are almost approaching the pier, and there are about ten minutes left! Kelin said with a smile.

Have you arrived yet? I'll get up right away. Pastor Foconxi was shocked.

Sure enough, a few moments later, the port city arrived.

The boats leaned up one after another, and the personnel went down in an organized manner, with the wounded going down first.

Pastor Foconxi followed into the hall of the temple.

After five years of development, the church ceremony has gradually become more comprehensive, but it is not too complicated.

Reverend Foconsi, as a tripolar priest, already has the right to participate in such ceremonies.

In front of the statue, he saw Bishop Kanrongpa.

After the preparations were over, Bishop Kanrongpa knelt down in front of the altar, and five priests surrounded him behind him, praying at the same time.

In the Port City Temple. Already accumulated a lot of holy power, at this moment, it began to fluctuate regularly.

Bishop Kanrongpa looked solemn and solemn, silently praying to God, reporting the defeat of the war, and asking for God's grace and instructions.

The ceremony ended peacefully. At the end, Bishop Kanrongpa didn't say anything or give any instructions, so he disbanded.

The priests retreated in confusion.

Pastor Foconxi was about to step back, when suddenly, an attendant came forward and bowed: Pastor Foconxi, Your Excellency, please come over.

Yes! Reverend Foconci couldn't help being surprised.

Waiting for Pastor Foconsi to come, he saw Bishop Kanrongpa standing quietly in front of the French windows in a study, looking at the man-made garden below.

Pastor Foconsi was cautious. Some time ago, his own side, which had the upper hand, was suddenly caught off guard by blows from all directions. Perhaps the Bishop of Kanrongpa was very angry.

When Bishop Kanrongpa saw him coming, he lowered the heavy curtains, cut off the light source, and made the room dim.

Pastor Foconci, what do you think of this time?

My lord bishop, we suffered setbacks this time because we didn't expect that several evil gods nearby would be dispatched at the same time, which led to a change in the battle situation. This is not a crime of war...

Failure is failure. We still underestimated the decisions of several evil gods! Bishop Kan Rongpa admitted the failure very straightforwardly: In the future, we will take this into consideration.

However, we have not completely failed. According to God's instructions, although the dragon was seriously injured, it has returned to the Palace of God! Bishop Kan Rongpa did not look discouraged at all: Our foundation has not wavered at all, but you also Seeing it, many people were shaken by it.”

Yes! Pastor Foconxi didn't even dare to say more, and agreed.

For those who waver, we need to appease and educate them, but for some people, we must pay attention. As for those who jump out to instigate and spread information that is not good for our Lord, we need to carry out a cleansing... This failure is not entirely Bad thing, what do you think?

My lord bishop, what you said is true! Pastor Fokangxi broke out in cold sweat. Unexpectedly, the bishop's first thought was not failure, but using failure to rectify the interior.

You are a devout servant of our Lord, and you have made great achievements. The church cultivates you as a seed. What's your opinion on this? Bishop Kanrongpa asked seriously.

...Lord Bishop, if this is the case, we can suspend the news for a week and not spread the news of the dragon's safe return. Tighten the inside and loosen the outside, and see who is shaken, who has betrayed, and who has spread rumors... Fukang Pastor Xi collected himself, thought for a while, and spoke.

You're right. Bishop Kanrongpa nodded with a smile: I'll leave this matter to you. I'm going to build an Inquisition and you will be the first chief pastor. What do you think?

Obey! Reverend Foconci immediately bowed and responded.

Seeing Pastor Foconsi backing away, the smile in Bishop Kanrongpa's eyes faded, and he was thoughtful. (!)