Chapter 928: Slave circle

Dior would like to ask the Pope what he saw after performing the great prophecy that was extremely power-consuming and difficult to succeed, but he finally gave up the idea. Today’s experience is more magnificent and strange than Dior’s life experience. The light world, the miracle angel and even the Supreme God’s spokesperson in the world, Pope Saint Paul questioned the gods. No matter which of these things is enough for Dior Frightened.
Dior is very clear that, unless the boss of the of light helps himself, even if he promotes the "blasphemous" behavior of the pope to other cardinals or angels, he will only be used by others as his pretending position of the pope and defame His Majesty St. Paul. .
In the past ten thousand years of absolute of the Shining Deity, His Majesty St. Paul had compassionate compassion, but his thundering means were also frightening, coupled with the power of infinite proximity to the deity, Dior had no other thoughts in front of him.
Just like when he came to the light world, after the space was suddenly corrugated and the space door appeared, Dior and His Holiness Pope Saint Paul returned to the church. With a complex mentality, His Majesty quit, and Dior sent the magic circle directly to the Alzheimer Mountains through space.
"Master Bishop."
Dior stepped out of the space teleportation array, and a team of four-winged angels standing in front of the magic teleportation respectfully bowed to him. He was agitated and disturbed. Although he had no charity and courtesy of the past, he swayed to them with some soul. He waved his hand and flew straight into the tall Alzhan mountains before the magic teleportation.
Suddenly, another trace of doubt appeared in Dior's heart.
"Angel is the servant of the Supreme God, but he is the messenger of God in the world. If the two-wing, four-wing and even nine-wing angels are the most humble servants of the Supreme God, they are not enough to represent the identity of the Supreme God, then the powerful eight-wing angel What? He is not qualified to sit on par with the Pope, but he can only be driven?"
Dior hadn't thought about this before, but after experiencing all this today, the same thing changed completely in his eyes.
"Why did the Supreme God create the light world? Why did he create so many angels with hundreds of billions or even hundreds of billions or trillions? Also, is it true that as the Pope said, our bright plane is only for the Supreme God Nine cows and one hair, the existence of the Supreme God doesn't even have any feeling at all?"
The more I thought about the sadness in my heart, as one of the most devout believers of the Supreme God, Dior only felt that what he had always believed in was only a beautiful Taobao women's clothing Tmall Taobao Mall Taobao women's winter coat m The bubble, now pierced pitilessly by reality, which made him a little sad.
The Alzhan Mountain Range is located thousands of miles north of the Bright City. This is a very special mountain range. The tall peaks extend almost infinitely to the east and west sides, while the most central position is another huge city surrounded by mountains on all sides. This city has A name that does not perfectly match the divine plane of light—the slave circle.
This name was still figured out by an octahedral angel. The pope thought it was funny and should have come down. In fact, the name is quite appropriate, because the people who live or are imprisoned here are all indirectly from other planes. The sanctuary of the Holy Land summoned by the reigning low plane and the earliest habitation of the order of Warcraft. The slave circle is bigger than the city of light. There is no need to question this. After all, the strong men of the sanctuary can live for thousands of years or more, and now they have ruled nearly 90 sanctuaries called by the light gods of the lower plane. The number of strong men and the number of order warcraft can be imagined.
A "slave" word exemplifies the status of the people imprisoned here, and a "circle" word describes the defense of this huge city. The countless four-winged angels almost fill the mountains on all sides. , And the permanent strength of the three thousand nine wing angels and the one hundred and eight wing angels is enough to hold the slave circle without any abnormality.
Sacred level powerhouses are relatively good in prisoners. In comparison, those who have some wisdom but are more willing to rely on animal instincts are more difficult to deal with, so there is basically no order in the slave circle. The existence of Warcraft, some are just the direct presence of angels will sometimes burst out the existence of animal-like nine wings and advanced eight-wing angels.
The light plane controls the angels that come directly into the body of the order of Warcraft, called "beast envoys." Only when those angels can completely expel the animal nature in the body can they truly transform into holy angels.
Compared with the violent manic order of World of Warcraft, although these "beast envoys" will still provoke some troubles from time to time, they are still better controlled.
Just flew in along the mountain range, waiting for the uneasy Dior to approach the slave circle, an octagonal ushered in with more than a hundred nine winged angels, and there were more four winged angels on the mountain below. Looked up.
"Master Bishop..."
The octahedron looked very old, but still faceless, bowed to Dior from afar: "It is rare to see you in the slavery."
"City of Océ!"
Dior took a deep breath to calm his mind, with a subtle smile on his face, said: "I was under the order of His Majesty to come to see the slavery, you still remember that the 6th Atlanta mentioned in His Majesty's Parliament last time Waiting for the plane world? Where are they in the slave circle, take me to see."
"Yes."
The octagonal angel, known as the "City Master of Océ" responded respectfully, and then pointed to him after Dior smiled and fell to the ground.
The sky above the slave circle cannot be flown. Pope Sao Paulo used his own power and magic circle to combine thousands of years ago, and the forbidden air enchantment was absolutely unparalleled. No matter if you are a sanctuary or a rank, no matter whether you have long wings It just can't go up.
Of course, the range of forbidden air enchantment is only above the slave city, and the surrounding mountains are not affected.
Like most other cities in the plane, there should be somewhere else, and there are many, even more prosperous, slaves on the street, there are many shops and pedestrians of all races interspersed among them, and most people’s His face was full of wood, a wood that was extremely insensitive to life and destiny. The slaves live in more than the "hosts" that the "lower plane" "harvested" for the angels to come. Almost every street and alley has a bright robe in white robe holding a thick Bible. Often, the task of these flies-like believers is
"The people from the lower 6 planes of Atlanta are all in the north of the city."
The octagonal Osi owner followed Guess Dior. More than a hundred winged angels divided into two teams to sandwich them. While opening the road, they also watched the sacred masters of all races who were banned by them. .
Lord Océ is not afraid that someone will hurt the Cardinal. He is just afraid that some desperate destiny will rush into Lord Dior. In terms of strength, an Ocj. alone believes that he can empty this street, plus If you get started, get rid of the "beast ambassadors" born from the order of World of Warcraft, Océ also believes that he can beat the city.
"After Your Majesty held the Parliament and mentioned the 6 lower planes of Atlanta last time, I did a detailed investigation in the slave circle. I have temporarily collected all the people from that plane world who have not come by angels. Pressed in the Beicheng Diyuan, there are 21 people in total, of whom 10 can already bear the advent of angels, and the rest have not yet been religiously attributed to our theology."
"Thunderstorm?"
Dior, who has seen the Pope, doesn’t care whether those people are enough to be pious to the Supreme God. The Pope needs a lot of angels to come to the host and give it to him. His Majesty the Pope naturally has a way to solve it. All he cares about now is the thunderstorm.
"She seldom goes out. Our believers preach the doctrine around her for at least half of the day. She does not reject or reject it. Just according to our people's observation, it is better to say that she is not listening to them proclaiming the doctrine. I was meditating and meditating." Odyssey obviously did a survey, otherwise he would not remember it so clearly.
"Master Bishop, are you going to fight against the Ming and Mozus?" Océ hesitated, but asked in a low voice: "In the past year, so many people have been sent to the slave ring, and I see some of them obviously do not have Sanctuary strength..."
"The Pope already has a way to solve the problem that these people are too weak to withstand the forces of the angel's coming..."
Dior frowned, looking at Osie and said, "Don’t care where they come from, is it a pious believer of our Supreme God, you just have to remember to manage the slavery, the slavery riot that broke out three thousand years ago, if During your tenure again, I guarantee that you will be thrown by your majesty into the underworld or the devil to reflect."
Osidon lowered his head and responded, but there was a hint of terror flashing on his face.
"Are these real angels?"
Dior noticed Océ's reaction, and he only felt trouble for a while. According to Dior, the true angel should be a godly, holy, proud, powerful person who serves the supreme god. How could something like the imaginary soul body in the light world come to form, and Dior has been in the Ancient Bible more than once I have seen that the real angel came not by the magic circle, but by praying prayerfully to the Supreme God to obtain the miracle of the Supreme God’s curtain.
The angels in front of him made Dior feel that they were no different from those in the slave circle.
Soon he came to the North City along the street, and Dior ignored those roads or looked at him with awe or hatred. Those who would come by angels in a few days finally came to a man under the guidance of Océ. In front of the huge door.
The guards here are obviously stricter than other places. Nine winged angels are standing at the door alone, but there are no other places to know how many angels are guarding. Dior walked in the respectful eyes of those winged angels and opened the door. .
There are a few people scattered in the large courtyard. A pair of sea clan wearing magical robe are playing chess. A human man with an ape-armed waist is staring at the sky, and a naked upper body is exposed. The long-haired man who looks like a half-orc male closes his eyes and sits without knowing what to think.
"Fearwalker, where is the thunderstorm now?"
Océ was obviously familiar with this place, and asked the nearest half-orc.
Everyone who comes to the light plane, as long as they have been summoned by the magical magic circle, will be brought a new ability by the Holy Light, that is, they will be entered into the universal language of the world by the irresistible Holy Power. It is also the reason why the believers of the Shinto can listen or spread the doctrine.
The half-orc slowly opened his eyes, the thin body was full of explosive force, and the eyes that seemed to be dark red flames were full of wild flavor.
Fear walker.
If Li Junshan is here, he will surely recognize who this half-orc is, but it was the fearwalker who fought against the eight lords in the dark swamp ruins with one person at that time, and the fearwalker who was summoned by the miraculous power in front of Li Junshan.
"Did you hear what I was asking?"
Seeing Fearwalker just quietly looking at himself, Osie's wild eyes made him a little uncomfortable, so he frowned and asked, "Where is the thunderstorm?"
A huge black shadow suddenly appeared in the field. When the black dragon demon's pets of the fearful walker appeared at once, this half-orcish but powerful brave half-orc appeared in the hands of the dark ghost sword, which seemed like a ghost crying. The strange screams of the number suddenly flooded the courtyard.
"Swoosh!"
The Fearwalker answered Lord Océ with his own ghost sword. Together with the Black Dragon Familiar, who was also unable to lift off, the Fearwalker's body was cut into a lightning bolt, and the ghost sword went straight to the Dior thorn in front of the Lord Océ. In the past.
It’s not just the fearwalker, the brave man who stood in the corner of the courtyard and looked at the sky completely turned into a ball of thunder. The lightning chain of the fiery lightning bolt crackled in the space, and his body was like that. It dashed violently.
At the same time, a pair of sea magicians who originally played chess at the stone table as if they did not know what was happening here also started. The ice spine with the blue light almost appeared from the front of Dior and went straight to him quickly. Stabbed in the past.
"Do not control yourself!"
Dior waved his hands to stop the awkward and irritated Lord Océ. His pair of white, girl-like palms protruded from the wide red robe. The slender seemed to be slow, but it was quickly placed first. Of the fearwalker ghost sword.
"Huh..."
A strange sound rang out, and the dark, dark ghost sword was suddenly flashed by a white light at the point of Dior's fingertips. The white light immediately fell like a tide and directly covered the entire sword body, fear The pedestrian's right hand holding the ghost sword suddenly burst out of a blue smoke, and at the same time a burning smell spread.
"It also has the blood of the demon..."
Dior waved his left hand, a sturdy, fierce, fierce, sturdy light hitting out the black dragon that slammed his claws and claws, spurting blood out, and at the same time grinning: "I said so bold, It turned out to be a seed."
A dim white ray of light climbed up along the right hand of the fearwalker, and his indifferent cheeks showed no pain at all, but large and large beads of sweat kept pouring out, and his left hand trembling sharply reached out Holding the right hand tightly, the two hands raised the ghost sword of the Holy Light together and pierced Dior again.
The sacred guard armor blocked all ice cone attacks, and Dior didn’t care about the two sea magicians who had been surrounded by nine nine-winged angels. He just relaxed when the huge thunderball rolled over. Thunder kicked the thunder ball and flew out. The feet that shimmered in the holy light were not injured by any lightning that was shot by electricity.
A glance at his right hand easily held the ghost sword pierced by the fearwalker. Dior watched the latter actually release the ghost sword and reached for his face, while still opening his mouth and looking to bite. Cardinal was finally angry with his throat.
With a cold snort, Dior's right hand had a loose ghost sword, which was like a slap in the face to the fearwalker who rushed over like a madman, and the latter was directly blown out like a powerless young boy, but still The black dragon, who was struggling to stand up and was about to rush, flew out again.
"Kill no amnesty!"
Océ shouted angrily, but before he withdrew his long sword and rushed to the Fearwalker, Diowi calmed down with a wave of his hand.
"This is the best carrier for the coming of angels. Wouldn't it be a pity to kill them."
Dior looked at the fearful walker who was spitting out blood and wanted to stand up, and smiled: "The Supreme God will not care about the vilification of lowly, how can I care about his unreasonable."
"Fart you."
The Fearwalker finally spoke. He lifted his right hand, which was severely burned by the Holy Light, and had exposed Sen Han's phalanx. He pointed at Dior and scolded: "I would rather die than be your carrier of a angel..."
With that, the Fearwalker struggled to stand up and wanted to rush again, when a soft voice rang.
"and many more!"
Thunderstorm came out of the house in the courtyard, and she walked steadily in a white dress. This moment made Dior feel as if the purest and noble saint in the church mural appeared in front of her eyes. This terrifying step The cardinal had a brief trance.
A wave of sky blue light waved the right hand of the fearwalker. The transparent blue water element nourished and repaired the wound of the fearwalker. Thunderstorm walked in front of him and sighed, "Did I not tell you already? Strength It’s so far away, it’s basically moths, we can’t win.

"You are thunderstorm?"
Dior was a little irritated by his trance just now, and there was a hint of unhappiness in his heart.
"it's me."
Thunderstorm turned to look at Dior, the waterfall-like black hanging behind her shoulders waved a soft, free and easy, beautiful Smiling, Thunderstorm asked Dior back: "Why, do you think I have accepted or understood the will of the Supreme God? Do you think I can be a carrier of angels?"
"Follow me~EbookFREE.me~ Your Majesty wants to see you."
In addition to the Pope, Dior hates people asking or taking the initiative to talk in front of him. He sneered and said: "As for the carrier of not being an angel, when you will do it, you will soon know."
"Remember what I said, wait again, be patient..."
Thunderstorm turned to the fearwalker and said, "Also, if you or your soul still exists before he comes over, please tell me on his behalf, I think of him... And, I have been waiting for him ."
"He will not come."
The violent and wild ferocity walker was inexplicably quiet after the thunderstorm appeared, he stared at the thunderstorm's back and said something.
"No, you are wrong, he will definitely come."
Thunderstorm said something without looking back, and immediately went out. (!)
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