You damn kingdom worm, court martial!"

The garrison of the Loen Kingdom was actually beaten back dozens of kilometers by the cult organization! They lost two cities!! Now they were defeated miserably on the plateau and had to return to the port city to ask for help from their country!!!

What a shame!

The more the major general thought about it, the angrier he became. It felt like there were countless active volcanoes erupting in his heart. He almost poured out all the anger of several tragic defeats on the adjutant. He pulled out his pistol, and the black muzzle was directly pressed against it, which turned into a ball of tears and snot.

On the forehead of the adjutant, he shouted:

"You're still delaying the military situation!"

"Who allowed you to recruit three carriages by yourself?! And he's waiting for you outside!"

"How many wounded people can be transported in three carriages! Just keep this little money and gold and go to the grave with the living corpses!!"

Johnson was so frightened that he trembled all over. He cried and begged:

"General! I was wrong! I will never dare again!"

"I don't dare anymore! General, I don't want any of these things! I will confiscate all my property!"

"Please spare my life for Shanita's sake. My lovely sister is still waiting for her husband and brother to return home!"

Hearing this, the Major General was so angry that he almost laughed out loud. Veins popped up on his forehead, and his finger on the trigger turned white with force. He had to endure it again and again before he could restrain the urge to open the safety catch and destroy the opponent.

At this moment, he suddenly heard spiritual exclamations coming from outside, and saw a killed indigenous woman standing up staggeringly. The soldiers around her were frightened and pulled her into a sieve, and the ground was covered with blood.

The walls were covered in blood and scraps of flesh.

"The Church of Death has caught up?! So fast?!"

The major general's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he calmed down: "No, it was just an accident. Even if we catch up, it is not a large force. Damn it, it wasted too much time, and half of the people have not evacuated yet!"

"It is forbidden to commit corpse fraud here!"

"Undead creatures are prohibited from roaming here!"

He immediately yelled out the window twice, the cold feeling gradually disappeared, and the color of the nearby flames slowly returned to normal.

"What...what should we do? General?" Johnson was so frightened that he almost cried again, "Do we still have time to evacuate?"

The major general gave him a hard look, suddenly showed a cruel smile, and threw the gun in his hand to him:

"Dear Lieutenant Johnson, now is the time for you to die for your country."

"You, what did you say?"

"Shanita would probably prefer to see her brother become a hero instead of a coward, and your wife and children can also receive pensions, instead of the scandal of illegitimate children and endless property disputes." The major general said coldly,

"You, take your people and go to the queen."

The adjutant, who had become a domineering waste in the colony, was shaking violently. He didn't dare to pick up the gun at his feet, so he rushed over and tried to hold the general's leg to beg for mercy, but the general seemed to have an extra layer on his body.

Invisible barrier, when Johnson stretched out his hand, it naturally slid sideways, and he couldn't even touch the corner of the other person's clothes.

The major general left the house without looking back. He walked distractedly in the chaotic military camp. When his thoughts returned, he unexpectedly found himself in front of his temporary command tent.

He walked in and saw that most of the things inside had been emptied, leaving only bulky and useless items like tables, chairs, and cabinets.

The major general opened the cabinet and confirmed that all the documents had been transferred. However, he suddenly noticed a strange box on the bottom floor of the cabinet. Inside the box was a black old-style oil lamp with a Balam pattern.

It seemed to be something given to him by an officer. It was said to be a cultural relic, but he was not interested in cultural relics, so he just left it here.

"Forget it, let's take it away together."

The major general sighed, picked up this thing, and quickly left the military tent.

Seeing the chaotic scene outside, he became unbearably angry again, tightened his fingers on the oil lamp, and cursed:

"Damn Death Church! Damn cultists, damn worms!"

"It's too late, it's too late for everyone to retreat..."

"Damn it, if only there was a way to transfer everyone to Behrens City immediately!"

Suddenly, there was a soft "click" sound, and the black oil lamp in his hand suddenly lit up, and the golden light expanded rapidly, covering everything around him.

"Bomb?!" The major general was shocked. Just as he was about to reach out and throw the oil lamp out, he suddenly realized that the surrounding environment had changed.

Wow, wow...

He turned his head suddenly and saw a beach with white waves washing up on the shore.

The smell of seawater stimulated the nasal cavity. The major general looked confused, and the soldiers around him also looked confused. They were still holding supplies and documents ready to be transferred. They looked at each other, wondering why they suddenly came to the beach.

Their base is hundreds of kilometers away on the inland plateau!

After half a minute of silence, a soldier came to a realization. He knelt down on the spot, kissed the ground, and shouted: "Praise the storm!"

The soldiers woke up one after another, knelt down with the joy of surviving the disaster, and rushed to shout: "Praise the gods!"

Only the major general stood on the beach slightly dull, looking at the sea water in the distance and the oil lamp in his hand, his expression gradually became strange:

"Is this an extraordinary object?"

"An extraordinary item that can grant wishes?"

…

On the mysterious primitive island, Klein and Alger worked together to kill the gargoyles and living corpses, and reached the end of the tomb hall.

There seemed to be some kind of painting-like traces on the wall, which caught their attention. Klein signaled Alger not to get close yet, and then made the "Blood Admiral" reveal himself and fly in the direction of the wall.

Senior lowered his altitude and saw clearly what was depicted on the ground in the central area:

The painting has a dark tone, with blurry figures in the background, and a long table as the main body.

Lying on the long table was a figure carrying a shining cross, surrounded by three shadowy figures.

One of them is handsome and vigorous, one is majestic and heroic, and the other has a long white beard and looks very wise, but all three pairs of eyes have an indescribable evil feeling, and their behavior is the same:

One of them tore off the figure's arm, another held up the head, and the other dug out the still-beating heart.

Opposite them, the figure's chest and abdomen had a long and wide slit, and a gloomy, dark baby sat cross-legged.

These four people seemed to have noticed that someone was spying on them, and they looked upward at the same time, as if they were watching every living being who saw the scroll!

——When he saw the picture clearly through the sight of "Resentful Soul" Senior, Klein's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the thumping sound was so intense that even he could hear it.

As a "divineer" who is good at interpreting revelations and symbols, he felt that the blood in his body was rushing to his head crazily, making his head swollen and dizzy, and seemed to be preventing further thinking.

But even so, there was an illusory voice that belonged to him, echoing in his mind, full of fear:

That, the figure being dismembered and devoured, should represent the ancient sun god, the Lord who created everything, the omniscient and omnipotent God that Silver City believes in!

And the three evil figures surrounding Him, I, I have seen them before!

In the underground ruins of Backlund, where the evil spirit of the "Red Angel" is sealed!

They exist in the form of statues. They are not as evil as in this picture. They respectively represent, respectively represent:

"Eternal Sun", "Lord of Storms", "God of Knowledge and Wisdom"!

Suddenly, Klein remembered a term he had received from facing the "Eternal Blazing Sun":

"Pure White Angel"!

This...can't be right...could it be that the "Eternal Fierce Sun" was once an angel beside the ancient sun god?

Little "Sun" mentioned before that he heard a priest of the Creator muttering something to himself in the afternoon town in a confessional and prophetic tone. One of them was this sentence: Kings frequently go to the palace of dusk to conspire.

..."Eternal Blazing Sun" was originally called "Pure White Angel", and he was also the king of angels. He also betrayed the Creator?

A sudden inspiration flashed in Klein's mind, and it seemed that everything about the Creator was finally connected and merged into a complete event!

The "Ancient Sun God" believed in by Silver City turned into a crazy and corrupt "True Creator" due to certain events.

Because of this incident, the "ancient sun god" lost the legendary authority to create everything, lost the power of the sun, lost the divine punishment of thunder and lightning, and was no longer omniscient or omnipotent...

What this painting shows is the "event" that caused the great change!

"The kings have rebelled against the Lord..."

This incident was that the eight "Kings of Angels" around the Lord killed the ancient sun god, ate Him, and robbed Him of His authority!

If my guess is true, then the "Lord of Storms" and the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" should also be the Creator believed in by Silver City, the King of Angels beside the ancient Sun God. Perhaps they should be called "Wind Angels"

” and “cherubim”…

In this way, the eight kings of angels are gathered, the dark angel, the pure white angel, the wind angel, the wise angel, the fantasy angel, the time angel, the destiny angel, the red angel...the words heard by the "sun" since childhood and these angels

Judging from the follow-up of each king, it seems that except for Amon and Adam, the two sons of God, the other angel kings have betrayed the creator... This ancient sun god is a bit too miserable... However, this

The painting may not be true, it may be slander or doubtful...

The dark baby sitting in the belly of the ancient sun god... I feel like he is the "True Creator"... And he has grown up now... Klein thought of a lot in an instant. The more he thought about it, the more he wanted to turn around and leave, pretending that he had never been there before.

I have no urge to look at that picture.

TBC

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Twilight Hermits Activity Center. Got the Tyrant card.
Chapter completed!