As the plague father, how can I save the world?

30

The rays of the rising sun had gradually dyed the street. With his back to the sun, Su Yun could clearly see the expressions on the faces of the soldiers in front of him.

In addition to the usual daze and obsession, they also seemed to be terrified.

What are they afraid of?His silver pupils?

These people seem to have lost their souls, and none of them went to the so-called "officer". Maybe their chief was the one who took the lead at the beginning, but unfortunately this person has already fallen to the ground.

Those who dared to raise their arms against Su Yun did not die immediately, but they would not live on either—even if they didn't know it, they would die one after another within a few days, losing their lives in different and unimaginable ways.

The conscious soldiers were still standing dumbfounded, but the old woman on the ground tremblingly got up again. The old woman finally saw Su Yun's face under the bright light. She seemed to think of something, with a look on her face. Solemnly kneel down.

... I don't know if I misunderstood, but the old lady doesn't look like she is worshiping the royal family.

Su Yun didn't want to stand here foolishly anymore, and he didn't hide his face again, he just turned around and left quietly.

No one came to stop him, and no one dared to stop him.

More and more people poured into the street in the morning, but the narrow street gave way to Su Yun. Su Yun went straight to the city gate.

Outside the wide-open city gate, Isis was already waiting there. Behind him were the soldiers he led. The silent legion stood in the open space outside the outer city. Just the aura of it could make people shudder.

Su Yun also saw a few well-dressed people at the city gate, they should be the officials of this province.

Isis had dismounted and strode towards him. He knelt down on one knee in front of Su Yun: "Your Highness! I'm late."

Su Yun stretched out his hand to support him, and asked with a smile, "Has the Shenting been repaired?"

Isis said shamelessly, "My god, this is my fault, I should stop the brothers."

No one knows the characters of the little plagues better than Su Yun. It is impossible to stop them, not to mention that Isis must have participated.

Su Yun changed the question: "Are you the only one here? Where are the others?"

Isis reported truthfully: "Alice and Teresa are waiting in the palace, Jasmin has returned to the capital, and Anita's whereabouts are unknown."

Anita is a skeleton now, he has a lot to do, absolutely

It is impossible to appear beside the Father God with such a face, and Jasmine has his own important role to play, so he cannot easily leave the capital.

Teresa is compiling the history of this civilization as always, and as for Alice...

Isis would not understand his thoughts, that wayward brother was never in his understanding.

31

Samuel's viceroy knelt by the door, and one thought was repeated over and over in his mind: he was finished.

His subordinates offended His Royal Highness, and his decision was contrary to the wishes of the royal family. Now even the general who came to put down the rebellion was alarmed!

Who would have thought that those religions could bewitch the Royal Highness?

Cold sweat dripped from the governor's forehead. He never thought that he would offend that little highness one day. There are only two highnesses in the royal family. The relationship between brothers is very harmonious, and it seems to be to avoid suspicion. His Highness hardly ever gets in touch with political figures, but even so, this person's reputation is no less than that of his elder brother who has the right to inherit.

It is said that almost all young nobles want to have sex with him...

Oddly enough, the governor secretly raised his head and saw the tall figure on the horse. He thought the silver eyes were a symbol of a monster, and it was only at this moment that the governor realized his stupidity.

Black hair and silver eyes, is that so?

32

Isis keenly caught the disrespectful sight—there are too many such sights, it can be said to be yearning and longing, it can be called blasphemy and coveting, as long as God the Father still appears in human civilization, it will never There is a slight reduction.

God's creations love God deeply, this is an unchangeable iron rule, coupled with the advocacy of extravagance and pleasure in this era, love and desire have reached the peak, those dirty and blasphemous thoughts in the capital have almost become an infectious disease , Jasmin has been killing for so many years and still can't get a cure.

Isis got on the horse and steered the horse to the side of Father God. He easily avoided all eyes.

Isis likes this distance. At this time, only he and Father God are riding on horseback. He only needs to turn slightly sideways to touch Father God's arm. Everything about him is Father God, and at this time he is God's last Loyal servant and protector...

What an exciting and blessed position to be, Protector!

Isis heard his god talking to herself and asking, "Is Anita playing his game again? I don't know where he is..."

Anita, sinner who betrayed death.

Isis: "Yes, this time he has consumed the most. Do you want me to bring him back?"

His father still loves everyone so tenderly: "Forget it, wait until he wants him, he will always come to me."

32

In the dark and vast underground world, the roads extending in all directions are connected together, weaving a huge network.

At the intersection of these networks, nodes of different sizes form their own independent spaces. They have their own functions, and each is heavily guarded.

This underground world was originally a natural cave, but now it has been built with human ants for hundreds of years, and there are already strong artificial traces.

One of the nodes is extremely huge, stalactites hang down from the zenith like the teeth of the devil, and the ground is paved with carved stone slabs, which is as smooth as any civilized palace in the world.

However, this supposedly stunning palace is actually a cage that will never see the light of day. Numerous railings seal off the space, and the smell of blood mixed with the excrement permeates the space, which is disgusting.

In the dark space, an old man dressed in black held a lamp aloft. He walked slowly through the aisle between the cages, raising the lamp from time to time to see the scene in the cage.

Most of the cages were dead silent, and only a few cages could be moaned and wailed in pain. The old man nodded as he watched, as if he was very satisfied with the tragedy in front of him.

These tragic descriptions were staged in front of his eyes day after day, and the old man was even one of the executioners.

However, the old man stopped in front of a cage. He raised the lamp, put his face in front of the iron railing, and carefully looked at the people in the cage.

There was only one living person left in the cage. Amid the rotten atmosphere, he hung his head and gulped down the dead flesh in his hand.

"Master Priest." A man wearing armor and masking his face whispered next to the old man, "I have sacrificed three times in a row, but he survived all three times. He is still in good health."

The old man looked at the bones that had been gnawed clean on the ground, then nodded slowly: "It can't be wrong—it's the one favored by God."

Sacrifice, spread the grace of the gods in the sacrifice, and the sacrifice will naturally be infected with death.

Those favored by the gods, those who are favored by the gods, can be immune to the grace of the gods without drinking the god water.

"Bring him out," the old man ordered, "wash him and feed him. He will be the priest after me."

The masked man immediately opened the door of the iron cage, and he pulled the man out of the cage. Only then did the old man realize that the man was just a

There are no grown children, and he looks very thin, holding the flesh in his hands tightly and not letting go.

When the masked man wanted to snatch the flesh from his hand, the child suddenly turned his head and bit the masked man's arm tightly, causing the man to let out an uncontrollable cry of pain.

"Alas... Poor child!" The old man sighed, "Since you can't return to the Heavenly Father, then learn to lead more people to follow the Heavenly Father!"

More masked men came forward from behind the old man, and they forcefully separated the two. The old man took a step forward, and easily pushed the man whose arm had been bitten off into the cage.

The man jumped up and grabbed the iron bars in disbelief: "My lord priest!"

The old man signaled his men to go down and lock the cage: "Since the future priest has chosen you, then you should be the first person he leads to meet God the Father!"

"The number of sacrifices is indispensable." The old man said kindly to the man, "I bless you, child."

In this underground labyrinth, except for those favored by the gods, only those who drink the divine water can survive, but the sacrifices will not have the divine water to drink.

Amid the wailing sounds of men trapped in beasts, a group of people slowly walked out of this terrifying hall. The dirty child was dragged down while the old man shunned his subordinates and chose a path to walk up alone.

The terrain continued to rise, and after walking for about half an hour, the old man finally stood in front of a gate.

The door opened before the old man, and he fell to his knees reverently and crawled forward, and when he entered the room, the door closed behind him.

This space is equally wide, but there is a strong blazing aroma in it, which is as frightening as the smell in the dungeon.

In the darkness, the old man seemed to see the pale snake bone, it was so huge, lying faintly on the ground like a river of death.

"High Priest." The old man kowtowed, "The one favored by God has appeared."

The swing of the snake's tail stopped slightly.

A voice came from above the old man's head: "He finally appeared? Then let him be your successor."

"Yes!" The old man bowed again, "Then do we need to let him keep his blood——he is still underage."

"Bloodline?" The voice seemed to be smiling, "Yes, but only one-seventh of this bloodline can survive. The Father God once bestowed the power on a priest of ancient Anato, and the descendants of that priest will each inherit seven points from their ancestors." One of the blessings... But unfortunately, I only allow one kind here."

"What a lucky boy, but will his descendants be as lucky as him?"

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