Tyrant Code

Dazzling white light penetrates the stained glass windows of the church.

Even the residents who lived not far away could see the soaring light rising from the church, thinking that the priests were holding some solemn ceremony, they all stopped their work and stood still facing the direction of the church. He solemnly drew a sign of the cross on his chest, and silently recited the Holy Lord.

The light lingered for a long time, and several priests who assisted the baptism ceremony behind Atrichia knelt down tremblingly, took out their rosary beads, and shouted "The Holy Lord's apparition".

...They have never seen such a dazzling holy light in their life!

The pastors looked at Gordon unconsciously with a bit of fanaticism.As if he was a living miracle.

Most of the people present also showed expressions of admiration or surprise—maybe, a new Son of Light is about to be born in this city.

Even the young believers who followed the Prophet and believed in the Prophet's prophecy showed strong wavering on their faces, and finally bowed their heads in shame.

"...The Holy Lord is above."

Forgive their ignorance!They are also deceived by others!Almost falsely accusing a god's darling as the devil's son!

Lena looked at the radiant crystal ball in Gordon's hand, his eyes were numb.He couldn't help raising his head, looking at the statue of the Holy Master standing in front of him, as frightened as a newborn baby.

And Yatricia, who was surrounded by light, said, "Okay, it's almost done."

This kid is nothing short of a monster.When this crystal ball is placed in someone else's hand, it will only flash once at most, and no matter how strong the light is, it will go out in an instant.But it shone like a sun in Gordo's hand, and it kept shining without Gordo letting go, and Atricia felt that her eyes were almost blinded by the light.

Gordo smiled, and returned the holy crystal ball in his hand to Atricia graciously.

Holding the box in her hand, Yatrixia turned back to Lena, and said with a blank expression: "Now the truth of the matter is very clear. Lena, you are so prophetic. And, there is one thing I am very curious about, Before, you mistook this Alfred Barton as the son of the lord, so you called him a 'demon' with great fanfare. After you found out that you had misidentified him, you denied it and grabbed Goldo Moran... Are you with Moran? Is there any enmity with the Lan family, or is there an enmity with Gordo himself?"

These words slapped the prophet hard.In this way, the conspiracy of the prophet is almost obvious.But Lena didn't overreact to this, nor did he speak out to defend himself, but stared at Gordon, as if he had never seen this person before.

After a while, he suddenly laughed out loud.

"The Holy Lord has a spirit, the Holy Lord has a spirit!" Lena threw his crutch on the ground, his face flushed, and his voice revealed a kind of ecstasy.He waved his arms crazily, and stomped on the ground with his feet, as if cheering for some kind of miracle.But soon he calmed down, and knelt down in front of the Holy Lord's statue with a plop, raised his hands, and pressed his entire face to the ground, as if kissing the Holy Lord's feet.

"All of this is arranged by the Holy Lord."

His hoarse and difficult voice sounded.

After saying this, he straightened up, his cloudy eyeballs moved, and his eyes turned to Gordon, and there was a hint of respect in his old face——

"The Holy Lord sent you to redeem the world." He said quietly, "Because you came from the purest darkness, the light on your body is also the hottest... I hope you will cherish the opportunity given to you by the Holy Lord. "

Goldo: "..."

Gordon was stunned for a moment—some kind of unknown change seemed to have taken place in the prophet.If it was said that the magic stick aura on him was not enough to deceive Gordo before, then his current aura can be said to be quite bluffing, and Gordo couldn't help but believe what he said.

The rickety, skinny old man walked from the feet of the statue to his side, with a mysterious smile on his face, he leaned into Gordon's ear, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear clearly:

"You were once king."

"You rose from blood and fire, and slept day and night in a bed made of dead bones."

"You were once close to immortality. If not—"

Having said that, the old man's voice suddenly dropped.He seemed to deliberately blur the syllables so that Gordon could not hear the second half of the sentence clearly.Just when Gordo wondered what the missing second half of the sentence was, the old man suddenly raised his head, looked straight into his eyes, and said, "But you are now bathed in the light of the Holy Lord... that's enough gone."

Goldo: "..."

Gordon couldn't understand a word he just said.But he felt that, in a sense... Maybe he could be considered a real "prophet" if he just said something that the bystanders at the time could not understand.It's just that Lerna is so confused, no one will believe him.

For example, Lena said "You were king" - Gordo was just an ordinary college student in his previous life. Apart from being handsome and proficient in games, there was nothing special about him.

Now that the old man's words are true and false, Gordo is secretly vigilant and at the same time dumbfounded.

"Where did you come from, 'Prophet'?" Goldo raised his eyebrows and asked back.

What Goldo meant was, who is so unprofessional to send someone like you to harm me?

Unexpectedly, Lena ignored the hint in Gordon's words and laughed loudly: "I am no longer a 'prophet'!"

Lerna stood up, her back straighter than before. For some reason, Gordo felt that there was a different kind of vitality in this aging old man.

Facing the statue, Lena made the sign of the cross, and then announced loudly: "I am no longer a 'prophet'! I am just a fool who has never guessed the will of the Holy Lord!"

No "prophet" would admit his folly so openly.So he naturally attracted boos from the house.People's dissatisfied or contemptuous eyes fell on him, but he seemed to enjoy it.

...But in any case, Lerna the "Prophet" has lost his reputation by now.

If he had met such a person in the past, Atrium Horn would have already been full of poisonous tongue attributes, and he was full of cynicism and ridicule.

But I don't know why, although Atricia's face was obviously impatient, but she didn't condemn Lena again.

The menacing "prophet" finally exited under the contemptuous eyes of the people, and the people did not hold on to this clown, and their eyes were all focused on Gordo.

"Gordo..." The lord's wife seemed to have just realized it, and she froze in place, whispering in disbelief, "My God."

After the shock, the lord's wife was both pleasantly surprised and bitter.

Surprisingly, Gordon has such a talent, so he must enter the temple in the future, and he will not follow the knight route passed down from generation to generation by the Moran family, so Burrion is the only successor of the lord Casal Moran up.

What made her feel bitter was that the lord's wife clearly realized that the position of the lord must be none other than Gordo.

... If it was said that Goldo's status as an illegitimate child was the biggest obstacle to his succession to the lordship, now this obstacle has been cleared away by his powerful talent.

The lord's wife then thought of her own silly son Burrien——

never mind.If you compare people, you will die, and if you compare goods, you will throw them away.After all, he is also his own son, so can he be stuffed back into his mother's womb to be born again?

So the lord's wife instantly formulated the next course of action.

She wants to have a good relationship with Gordon.

Fortunately, the unguarded son of Burien had played well with Gordon before, at least the lady of the lord didn't have to worry about Gordon's troubles for Burrian.Moreover, after experiencing a series of previous events, she has also changed her view of Gordo, and the relationship between mother and child has gradually warmed up...

It is simply an excellent bedding for the future.

So before Gordo could react, the lord's wife pulled Gordo into her arms with surprise on her face, and whispered "Holy Lord is above".The cheerful look seemed to be her own son as well as Gordon.

Goldo: "..."

You don't have to, madam.

In stark contrast to the lord's wife is the lord's father himself.He let out a sigh of relief, as if the nightmare he had foreseen for many days had finally come true, and his expression carried a certain sense of relief from the vicissitudes of life.

Looking at Gordon who sighed: "..."

Father Lord, can you follow the crowd a little bit, even if you don't want to be a knight, isn't priest a very promising career?

"Ahem." Atricia, who was standing on the podium, seemed to be unable to stand it any longer, and sounded a warning - this was on the way to the baptism ceremony, and there were still many children who hadn't been tested by the holy crystal!

When the lord's wife heard Attricia's cough, she restrained her joyful expression, restored her dignified and elegant appearance, and gently pushed Gordon in the direction of Attricia: "Go, the ceremony is not over yet Woolen cloth."

After Gordo stood back to his own position, he watched Atrizia holding the holy crystal ball to test the children one by one, and then he reacted belatedly—was the whipping procedure skipped? ah?

But he didn't have a soft spot for whips, so he resolutely chose to shut up.The priests around seemed to be still immersed in the surprise brought by Gordo, and they were in a trance, and no one remembered that there was such a thing as whipping.

On the other hand, Atricia.

Because of Gordo's brilliance in front of them, when the children put their hands on the holy crystal ball, they all had some kind of anticipation on their faces.But unfortunately, among the dozen or so children present, only one other than Gordo lit up the crystal ball—it was Alfield who had suffered an indiscriminate disaster before.

Goldo: "..."

Seeing Alfield's surprise, Goldo couldn't help but have deep doubts: Is that prophet Lerna a poisoned milk in essence?