Chapter 330

The same day is November 11.

Tulun port is sunny and the temperature is even a little hot and dry. Flowers are blooming outside the city, and the fruits and melons in season are growing very well.

On the No. 3 new Wharf in port Tulun, countless well-dressed gentlemen, women, young masters and young ladies gathered here. Each of them was wearing a brilliant smile and holding a gold seal made of pure gold, large or small.

In the air, two workshops under the name of a seven member committee family in port Tulun were imitated. The round airship with a length of nearly 200 feet was suspended in the air thousands of feet above the ground. It was connected to the ground by steel wire ropes with the thickness of fingers.

There is a thin steel wire hanging between the two spherical airships. A huge white silk flag hundreds of feet long and wide is fluttering in the wind. In the middle of the white flag, it is depicted with gold powder. A Golden Oak holy statue is nearly 500 feet high.

At the bottom of the Golden Oak statue, there is a line of the same golden color. It is said that "Mu" incarnated as the mortal preached to the people in the dark and ignorant age when they traveled to medland --

"the respectful give you mercy; those who don't believe give you destruction"!

On the side of the new pier No. 3, opposite to the well-dressed great men, were 800 church knights in white robes, light gold armour and 12 foot halberd spears.

These church knights were tall and handsome. They stood there in a neat line, attracting the hot eyes of countless girls and young women on the wharf.

Archbishop Lauren, with a sullen face, stood in front of the procession of church knights.

Many of the leading figures of port Tulun came up with a smile and wanted to get close to Archbishop Laurent. But seeing his dark face, these people also turned around and left in anger.

Longinus, with his huge sword on his back, stood behind Archbishop Laurent with the same gloomy face.

His eyes were melancholy, patrolling among the girls and young women on the dock. He saw familiar faces. The owners of those beautiful and beautiful faces had made the deepest confession to him alone or together with two or three or three or five people in the confessional room of St. Hilde's Cathedral.

Wonderful confession ceremony!

In particular, every time Longinus finished his repentance with sweat, these beautiful ladies and ladies would always be very generous to donate a sum of money to the cathedral.

Thirty percent of the money, according to the hidden rules of the cathedral, would become the private savings of tarantinus.

Over the years, Longinus has accumulated millions of gold marks in his private house Though, as a devout clergyman, kinmark was of little use to him. But Longinus was happy to see his secret account with the Royal Bank of Durham's growing number.

But this wonderful day is coming to an end.

The Archbishop of Laurent, who was regarded as his father by Longinus, would return to Dabao and be promoted from the Archbishop of the southern Diocese of the durian Empire to the Archbishop of the priory of the d'Urbervilles.

Longinust inquired about the convent in dabaoji from his confidants. How can we say that It is a core institution with high reputation and high status in Dabao, but basically no one wants to go to.

It is said that the top secret of Dabao is guarded there.

It is said that there is the greatest secret of the gods.

It is said that the strongest fighting power of Dabao is hidden there.

It is said that Er, now the underground of the convent is sealed with the legendary evil spirits, demons and even the legendary gods They live in the underground space of the convent.

But there is no confessional room in the convent.

There is no luxury in the convent.

On the contrary, the friars there can only enjoy a fixed quota of three cups of mountain spring water, three pieces of black bread and three pieces of green vegetable leaves every day Every year, only when Mu and muteste were born, could they enjoy a cup of sultry goat milk!

Longinus bowed his head dejectedly. He didn't want to go to Talbot. He didn't want to go to the convent.

But nothing can be undone

In the distance of the new fort, the sound of a salute, in broad daylight, a fireworks shot up the sky, burst out a dazzling flame. On the two new forts, the ceremonial soldiers in splendid clothes raised their trumpets and played a cheerful welcome song.

Twelve battleships of the Garcia Island sub fleet, slowly and in double, sailed into the inner sea area of Tulun port.

Behind the cassichia fleet were six magnificent warships, all painted with pale gold paint and shining in the sun. These warships are all gold. Even the sails are made of light gold silk thread. In the middle of the ship, they are made of gold foil to make a huge Golden Oak statue.

Behind the six Golden ships, a dozen escort ships of the kingdom of St. HIA lowered their sails and slowly stepped up.

The mortars in the bow of these convoys roared low, and they also saluted the guns on the two new turrets in port Tulun.

On the bow of the six Golden ships, a group of clergymen, dressed in bloody robes, stepped out slowly. They stood in awe of the bow and chanted the Golden Oak church's prayer for the merits of mu.The pale gold light wandered on the blood robed priests. Their voices roared like a tsunami several miles away, rolling across the dock area in an instant, and then to the downtown area of port Tulun.

After a while, almost all the people in port Tulun heard the praises of these blood robed priests.

On the bell tower of St. Hilde's Cathedral, the priests pulled the trigger, and the huge clock swayed from side to side. The heavy mallet struck the bell, which made a loud and resonant sound, and spread to the port area.

At the front of a group of TURUN port's leading figures, Hessen, in a big dress, frowned at the six Golden ships.

"Wow, that's personality. A bloody robe. The Lord Attila, as the legend has it, is not easy to deal with. " Hessen drew out a handkerchief and wiped his nose vigorously: "Oh, poor Archbishop Laurent, what did he do wrong? Well, actually, I like to deal with Archbishop Laurent

The Duke of rose stood beside Hessen. Today, she is wearing a long black dress and a black wide brimmed hat full of black poppy flowers.

She covered half of her face with a small folding fan and murmured in a low voice: "who said it wasn't? Archbishop Laurent is very conservative and even a bit pedantic. I prefer to deal with him He was so careful, oh, oh, I miss him now. The wretched old man, the Archbishop of the convent

With a sigh, Duke Ross said quietly, "the punishment of God, Attila Or, in the words of the black continent, Attila the butcher of blood This guy! It seems that Dabao was angry, so he sent the damned guy here. "

Hessen glanced at Duke Ross quickly: "where? You're not afraid of him, are you? "

Duke Ross rolled his eyes at Hessen: "Oh, oh, yes, I'm afraid of him I'm just a helpless widow And this gentleman? He is said to have cut off at least 50 million Aboriginal heads in the black continent

"Damn it!" Hessen scolded: "port Toulon is a good place for peace and peace."

He and Duke Ross looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time

Attila, who is about to take over the position of Archbishop Laurent and become the new archbishop of St. Hilde's Cathedral, is the Archbishop of the southern suburbs of the Durham empire. He is notorious in the black continent, and also notorious in medland. He can be called the most notorious clergy of the Golden Oak Church in nearly 300 years.

He was sent to preach in the black continent forty years ago.

He started as a young missionary at the grassroots level, and with the heads of countless black continent natives, he paved a shortcut to the top of the mountain.

In 40 years, the order of the church Knights under his command has slaughtered more than 50 million aborigines - the actual number may be only a lot more.

He made countless terrified black land natives crawl under his butcher's knife and become the most "devout" new believers of "Mu"!

He also used his butcher's knife to crush the natives of the black continent, bringing billions of huge profits to the oak church every year.

With a mere 30000 church knights and a slave army composed of millions of aborigines, he established a "land God" on the black continent with a territory as large as several Deron empires.

Born in the monastery of taboo, he was canonized as a saint three years ago by the present Pope of the Golden Oak church for his perfect personal conduct, perfect adherence to the canon of penance, and perfect fulfillment of his harsh oaths in front of the statue of mu.

San Attila, he came across the sea in a huge ship.

As the golden ship drew closer and closer, a senior inspector of the Ministry of supervision was struggling to separate the crowd and came to Hessen and handed him a letter.

"Monsieur Hessen, this is a letter from the imperial capital just received by Lord vigrah. This letter is for you. Lord vigrah said that he was very glad to have you and your family with him on his journey back to the capital. "

"What the hell?" Hessen glanced at the approaching golden ship, quickly opened the letter, and took a quick glance.

Then, Hessen froze on the spot.

"Joe, what did he do?"

"I Promoted to the Marquis of the Empire? What's more, the Chinese name changed from "Rong" to "Feng"

"Hell, Wyndham Province, the county of lower rockson, which is the nearest port of Toulon, has become a fiefdom of the wits? I will also be awarded the Royal Hydra badge? "

"Er This I want to go to the imperial capital and attend the Palace Banquet to welcome the new year, that is, my canonization ceremony? "

"Damn it, I'm going to Heidelberg with my family and the guy from vigrah?"

Hessen felt the heat all over his body, and he looked at Duke Ross inexplicably.

On the third new pier, drums and trumpets were blaring, and the large-scale military band played a grand welcome song. The first group taught the knights to slowly step down from the golden ship.

Finally, amidst the cheers of countless people on the wharf and in the falling petal rain, a tall and thin man in a blood robe, with a calm face and elegant temperament, slowly came to the trestle along the gangway surrounded by a group of blood robed priests."Hessen, the devil is coming." Prince rose murmured in a low voice, and then, with a brilliant smile, he met the tall man.

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