"Your Excellency Eddie Zucker...it's impossible! Who can make small moves under our noses in the Millennium City?" The priest of the Earth Temple raised his head, looked at the furious Eddie Zucker, and said hesitantly:

"Unless...his power is far stronger than ours...but who can surpass the high priest?"

"If there is, it will only be a god..." The priest of the Yulu Temple had a flash of horror in his eyes, and said timidly:

"In other words, thunder is God's punishment."

"This is impossible! The power of the gods has long been weakened, and there is no spare power to manage the Kingdom of Light, and only we can contact the gods. When the Sun King was struck by lightning, we did not receive an oracle, so how can we say it is God's punishment?" What!?" The Storm Priest categorically rejected it.

"What do you mean, Your Excellency, that these two accidents are a coincidence?" the Priest of the Moon God sneered and sneered.

"Is it not a coincidence, is it God's punishment?" The storm priest asked immediately.

"I think it's God's punishment. Maybe somewhere in the forgotten corner of the Kingdom of Light, there is a god who has been ignored by us. He discovered the secret of the Sun King and knew that they were not the real children of God, so Thunder struck Kill them." The Priest of the Moon God flicked his fingernails and replied in a natural tone.

"enough!"

The high priest walked to the altar with a gloomy expression, looked at the blazing flames inside the altar, and said coldly: "No one is allowed to spread the news that the crown prince was killed by lightning. If someone let me know that someone leaked the news, I will Bind him to a copper post and roast him alive!"

After saying this, he changed his subject and his tone became steady:

"Other things, do as usual... I will go to the people to choose two crown princes, and let them inherit the throne tomorrow."

"Is it appropriate to do this?" Priest of the Moon God looked at him hesitantly: "It's not like no one in the palace has seen the two crown princes... Now that they've dropped their bags before the battle, they might be easily exposed by the public."

"What's wrong? Do you think this is the first time?"

The high priest Edizok raised his head, the corners of his mouth curled into a sarcasm, without even looking at her, he looked at the rising sun in the distance: "As long as all the people in the court disappear and shut up forever, no one will Knowing the true appearance of the crown prince, no one will disclose the news."

"What the high priest said is true." The moon god priest smiled and lowered his head, and stopped talking.

"After you go back, send someone to investigate these two lightning strikes... I always feel that someone is doing something wrong." The high priest stared at Chaoyang with his eyes, and his tone gradually became deep and hoarse:

"As long as I find the guy who is secretly plotting, even if it is a god, I want him to die in a very ugly way! All in all, tomorrow's ceremony cannot be missed!"

Chapter 242 Prophet Amon

As the actual supreme ruler of the Kingdom of Light, Edizok is also the strongest among the priests of the temples; he is not only proficient in various spells of the underworld, but also has the ability to communicate with the God of Punishment Obelix. authority.

In this world where the consciousness of the gods is dead and only the remains are left, he is the spokesperson of the will of the gods!

Because of this, Edizock has enough confidence in himself, even if two generations of Sun King Lei died in a row; he still firmly believes that he has the ability to control the overall situation, and he is not afraid of any enemy-who can win The mighty God of Punishment! ?

However, he never imagined that the murderer who killed two generations of Sun Kings with lightning was actually the real Sun God.As a leader among the Immortal Kings, Yiwen is already a universe-level life form, even if the sun god Atum is reborn, he will not be much stronger than him.

To defeat this new king of the gods, unless Edizok can ascend to an apostle on the spot, failure is only a matter of time.

Fortunately for him, Ivan did not intend to kill him directly - as a sacrifice for the return of kingship, the sacrificial group that symbolizes sin and corruption should die on the right occasion and in the right place.

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For Ivan, as long as he is willing, it is not difficult to destroy El Dorado or even the entire inner world.

The real problem is how to destroy the dominance of the religious and sacrificial groups in the shortest possible time, so that thousands of people in the Golden Kingdom will willingly return to the rule of the king.

The key to this is to discredit religious groups.

In Ivan's memory, there is such a typical case where a similar thing was done - the former Lord of Radiance sent the Prophet Musa to lead the snake-haired people to fight against the gods of Menes.

For the empire, that catastrophe may be second only to the extraterrestrial invasion.Because the Lord of Radiance not only dealt heavy damage to the Menesians at the military level, but also used nine disasters to attack the Menesians spiritual world.If the Sun King hadn't invited Utgar, the Lord of Light, and the God-killing Spear back then, today's Hyperion Star would probably already be within the sphere of influence of the Lord of Radiance.

But now, on the issue of how to eradicate the ritual group that ruled El Dorado, Ivan felt that what the Lord of Radiance did to the empire back then had a certain degree of reference value.

The first step is to choose a prophet and make a prophecy.

The second step is to spread the news of the return of the royal power and shake the rule of the sacrificial group.

The third step is to punish the opponents and bless the supporters.

The fourth step is to expose the true face of the sacrificial group's deception and create a situation of confrontation between good and evil.

The fifth step is to eliminate the final judgment of the dark forces.At this point, Yiwen can completely get rid of his identity as an outsider and rule the entire El Dorado in the name of the Sun King.

Facing the covetous orthodox royal power, the long-standing ritual group has not yet noticed any crisis, and is still indulging in the joy of luxury.No one knows that compared with the bloody storm that will follow, the haze surrounding the Millennium City is just a harbinger of this doomsday storm.

The thunder punishment that killed two generations of false kings was only the prelude to the final judgment.

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Regarding the candidate for the prophet, Yiwen only has three requirements: First, he must be a native of the Kingdom of Light, and his identity must be clean.Second, possess the talent of a certain amount of mental strength, be able to bear the imprint of one's own strength, and facilitate one's own covert protection.Three, they are smart, well-educated, and dissatisfied with the rule of the sacrificial group.

Based on these three requirements, Ivan started the audition in the easternmost part of El Dorado, which is where the New World is located.

In the end, he set his sights on a young man named Amon—he was originally a nobleman of the Kingdom of Light, and he was born with the talent to control light. Because his father provoked the sacrificial group, he was deprived of his title.Now he was exiled to the New World with his family, lost everything he had before, and lived a life of a farmer.

He has received a good education, is dissatisfied with the ritual group, has excellent talent, and is uneasy about the status quo.

It perfectly meets Ivan's needs, and he is simply the best candidate for a prophet!

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New World, Muniu Town.

The setting sun that was about to sink into the horizon released its afterglow, covering the tavern at the entrance of the town in an orange light.The entrance of the tavern is facing the main road of the town. It is a gray-white rammed earth avenue. It looks old and has been crushed hard and flat by pedestrians and vehicles, as if it is a complete stone.

On the road, low-level officials waved their long whips arrogantly, driving a large number of heavy bags carried by servants to walk in the setting sun.Occasionally, ox carts leave the town with rich local spices, grains, and high-quality honey.Cowtown has always been a place of exile for criminals, so it suffers more serious exploitation than other towns.

In the tavern, a young man with a black ponytail was hiding in the corner, sipping warm ale while looking at the low-ranking officials resentfully.

According to the uniforms that officials at all levels were restricted to wear, he recognized that those officials were subordinates of the local priests, and they were enlisting servants to expand the temple in the name of maintaining roads.

For these lackeys of the temple, he wished he could go up with a steel knife and chop off their heads.

Not only them, those priests had better die together!

"You are all scum, beasts, and parasites!" The young man swallowed his drink whole, cursing bitterly in his heart.

He only dared to scold in his heart, if he scolded aloud, he might lose his life.Because my father was framed and framed for angering these beasts, and charged with a bunch of non-existent charges, which plunged the whole family into the abyss of poverty.

The young man who was sitting in the corner of the tavern and secretly cursing the priest was naturally the prophet Ivan had chosen—Amon, who possessed the triple aura of a ruined nobleman, a former genius, and the hatred of extermination.

He tied his black and healthy hair behind his head with a black lambskin rope, and he was wearing a well-washed clothes. His sleeves were half rolled up, and his strong arms exuded the unique vitality of a mature teenager.Although the attire was the same as that of the drinkers around him, his body seemed to be shrouded in a special aura, like a layer of starlight.

After drinking the few remaining wines, Yamon held up the wine reluctantly, and while everyone was not paying attention, he stuck out his tongue to lick the bottom of the bowl to clean up the smell of wine.Only then did he stand up, took out a rusty coin from his pocket and put it on the table, and left the tavern briskly.

"It's getting dark...you have to go to the bull market and rent a farm ox as soon as possible."

He smacked his mouth, nostalgic for the smell of ale, and walked along the road in the direction of the bull market.

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