ps: I'm asking for Sanjiang votes, but I'm going to be pushed down by the one behind. By the way, I'm asking for recommendation votes. I'm going to have to take the final exam and still stick to this position. How difficult is it! Give me some votes!

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Tens of thousands of believers gathered here in the Holy Mountain of H City. They come from all over H City. Of course, there are also believers from other cities. In order to participate in this holy funeral, they traveled thousands of miles to conceal the glory of the gods on this day. The holy funeral was not decided by the pope and the church's top leaders, but by the great god Tuluo personally issued an oracle. Therefore, a grand miracle will come on this day. Perhaps the supreme Lord of Destiny will not appear, but miracles will inevitably happen in this day.

Everything needed for the Holy Burial was ready. All the debris had been cleared in the only square on the Holy Mountain, in order to welcome a large number of believers on the same day. Of course, this seemingly huge square could not satisfy the believers who came one after another.

Countless flowers that use divine magic to ripen, bloom one by one, mainly white and gold, which are the colors that must be used for the holy burial. White symbolizes the passing hero, while gold represents the supreme god Tuluo.

The golden color is above and the white color is below, which symbolizes the influence of the gods to bless and glory that have made great contributions to the church.

"The Holy Burial of Bishop Ma Qian is ready." A pastor reported to Bishop Ma Qian that the venue and items needed for the Holy Burial were ready.

"Very good, your pious faith makes me deeply feel that the glory of my Lord is with you." Ma Qian praised that the Holy Burial was ready, and now he only needs to wait for the return of the people from the Inquisition. What makes him in a good mood is that no one in the church does anything else, and they are all preparing for this Holy Burial, which makes him not have to worry about whether the church will be subject to great turmoil.

The pastor received praise and showed joy on his face.

Ma Qian watched the believers walk towards the square, taking every step so seriously. The only drawback is that the square cannot accommodate such a large number of believers, so late believers can only look outside the square.

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Holy Burial is a funeral that is bestowed by the gods to the dead, so all important people in the church must come back, otherwise they will be punished, and the higher the status, the heavier the punishment will be. If the situation is too serious, they will be dismissed, and they will be deprived of their priesthood, because this can be considered disrespectful to God.

At this time, the leader of the 12 Dark Cavalry Group of the Church was rushing towards the Holy Mountain. Because they were carrying out their mission, they were far away. Now they had to increase the accelerator and run on the road.

Gu Yao, the only woman in the Twelve Dark Knights, asked: "Gu Yuan, do you know which holy funeral was held at 12 o'clock today?"

Gu Yao was very puzzled who was so honored to be able to receive the favor of God Tuluo, because a noble glory like the Holy Burial was not approved by the gods, and even if the whole church agreed, the funeral of the Holy Burial could not be given.

"I don't know." Gu Yuan shook his head and continued to concentrate on driving his car. At this moment, he was also confused.

The other ten dark riders were distributed among the other two cars.

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As the number of believers increased, some officials and wealthy people from H City also arrived one after another to attend this holy funeral that was so preached that it was magical. Most of the officials in H City were controlled by the church, and the invited officials had to come. As for these wealthy people, they wanted to come and see and satisfy their curiosity. Of course, they wanted to know whether this god really exists. If it were then immortal, it would exist.

No one wants to die, and this is even more true for these wealthy people who have huge sums of money, and may come with a hint of fantasy.

Immortality is just for the older rich people. Most of these young rich people are very profitable. As long as this god is true, they believe that faith will always be beneficial, and they will naturally donate money to show their pious faith.

Archbishop Li Liang took all this in his eyes. It would be harmless to have a few believers in the church with ungodly faith. Just keep it under control. Moreover, the church is in its development period, and the money obtained by the believers and the church's industries alone is far from enough for the church's development.

These rich people are undoubtedly the best targets. As long as they donate money, they cannot do anything else except God-related matters? As long as they have enough money, they can even give a bishop position. The church needs to develop, and development requires money, and inspiring believers also requires certain funds. If the other party donates enough money, it will help the church develop believers in disguise and be able to take on the position of bishop.

As time passed slowly, the time for the Holy Burial began was getting shorter and shorter, but the people from the Inquisition had not arrived yet.

Li Liang was a little impatient. If the time was delayed, no one could avoid being punished if the gods were angry.

Just when Li Liang was worried and anxious about it, a team of people appeared in his sight.

The head of the referee Hu Yin, who was wearing a purple robe and had never put down his love sword with his right hand. Fanatic faith was showing off from his face, and his whole body exuded a powerful aura. Every step seemed to step on everyone's hearts, making people breathless. Even Li Liang, who was in the hall, trembled.

He felt that the other party seemed to have made another breakthrough.

Bai Qianren is next to the referee Hu Yin. At this time, he had less emotions and more fanaticism about faith.

In the center of the Judge is a transparent crystal coffin, which the church bought at great expense, in order to reflect the dignity of the gods. The holy burial gifted by the gods cannot save any money, otherwise it is disrespect to God.

Ren Chuyuan's body was lying peacefully in it.

At the end of the judge were Fakong and Changshan. They said they were sent to the stolen rack to add a hint of majesty to the holy burial.

Of course, there are several ordinary coffins, which are the bodies of three judges. Because they have not received the gifts of the gods, they can only lie in the ordinary coffin.

As for the problem of corpses rotting, there is no need to worry at all, because under the magical technique, the corpse can be preserved well from rotting, making the corpse look like a living person, and the rosy blood on the face can be seen.

A large group of priests quickly stepped forward to carry away the crystal coffin. This was the most important thing about this holy burial. Without it, a holy burial would not be carried out.

After the crystal coffin was carried away, the hymn sounded, and the melodious songs came into everyone's heart. As the hymn sounded, all the believers began to pray. The prayer sound was neat and soared into the sky. The vast prayer sound made the entire holy mountain immersed in the prayer sound, which was shocking.

The prelude to the Holy Burial officially opened, and the officials and the rich opened their eyes widened. They were infected by the atmosphere in front of them, and their minds shook. Some rich people even began to be addicted to it and developed a trace of faith in the god Tuluo. Although this belief is very weak, as they fall into it, they will become more and more pious.

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Kyoto, the heart of Country Z, the place where all the bosses of Country Z are located, and the administrative center of Country Z.

"The elite troops of the Wang family were destroyed?" A political boss screamed in surprise. He was in charge of this position for many years and had never seen anything. Only this time, the elite troops of the Wang family were completely destroyed by an unknown force. This was simply incredible.

Another big shot said disapprovingly: "What's there? Are there fewer such things? I don't know how many people died in the collision between the four major families in Country Z. Fortunately, other families except the Qin family did not insert their hands into the political circle, otherwise you and I can speak like now?"

"Hmph, sometimes those guys don't know the right amount. If the Qin family really dares to put their hands in the central core, then they don't need to give orders from you and I, probably those old guys will not be able to sit still." The boss scoffed at the four major families in Country Z.

"This is a fact. Country Z has been cleaned up, but unexpectedly, these four families are left behind. Fortunately, the situation is still between you and me. It's just that Country Z has four aristocratic families, and there is no need for another new force." The white-haired boss took a step, very leisurely, and the two seemed to be chatting about family matters.

The slightly fat boss laughed, "I heard that this force exists in the nature of the church, which is what you have always hated the most."

"Haha, I know that you're losing again when you talk about this." The white-haired boss smiled and took the last move, ending the game of Go. "But I still remember the experiences of that year, so the power of the church must not exceed control, so it's better to destroy the church with potential like this."

"Destroy? It's easy to say, do you think this was back then?" The fat boss teased again.

"That's right, then send someone to issue a notice to the other party, otherwise you will be invaded by the cult and send troops to suppress it." The white-haired boss said, without any anger on his face, and his kind and kind look, which makes people believe that this is the person who said what he said just now.

"It's true that I'm not going to lose my courage back then, that's all." The fat guy was the same, with a smile on his face, everything seemed so ordinary.
Chapter completed!