In the memory of Tuman, an inexperienced guy, the little white-faced Vopos Apollo is probably the happiest vegetable.

To resolve the affairs of the king and win the reputation of the past and future generations!

What else can a warrior ask for?

A comrade-in-arms of Tu Man would not have such a blessing.

A strong black brother, who was driving a f35 during flight training, failed. When the seat was ejected, he was hit by debris on his head, lost his "pious soul" and became a vegetable.

When Tu Man went to visit him, this black man who was once fierce like a huge rock was already skinny and bone-skinned, with a gray complexion, a nasal feeding tube, a ventilator, and a trapped needle...

No flowers and glory.

Only wait for death in pain.

Even at an informal rally in the Navy, a crazy lieutenant general slandered him for-

The shame of the American Navy!

Of course, this damn lieutenant general was anxiously waiting for the remaining four facial reconstruction surgeries in the hospital.

But what can this change?

There was no glory before he died, but he had already suffered from the sadness of the world.

It’s better to live without dying?

Thinking of Tu Man himself, I'm afraid that the evil Americans have called him-

A shame in the history of American space!

Oh……

Thinking of this, Tu Man's heart was suddenly cold when he was rendered by aliens.

He followed the guard of honor in a hush, through the fanatical crowd, through the cheers and praises, through the flowers and applause...

Until people carried the little white face back to the temple, walked around the giant pillar, and came behind the goddess.

A huge altar!

In this jade-white world, a huge scarlet altar appears so abrupt, strange and scattered.

Six blood-red stairs are symmetrically distributed from six directions on the periphery of the altar.

Each step has eighty-one levels.

The circular altar is carved:

Tu Man said that he was a hexagram array of immortal shovels!

The difference is that the one in front of you is far more complex and larger than any hexagram array on the moon.

Moreover, what's even more strange is that at every node on the hexagram disk, a ferocious beast stood with a huge mouth wide open, roaring towards the sky.

In the center of the altar, six blood-colored dragons coiled around each other to form a disc, with the dragon's head facing outwards, swallowing clouds and spitting mist, and appearing vividly.

The young white face was lifted out of the coffin by the soldiers and placed on the disc on the dragon's back.

The pope stroked his left chest with his hand and said:

"The goddess is with you and me. Thank you for your hard work in the Holy Knight, please step down."

The soldiers lined up, saluted, and retreated in neat steps.

From the fierce discussions of the fanatical crowd in the square, Tu Man learned that these were not ordinary soldiers.

Instead, the so-called:

Holy Knight!

The robes of the young Vopos Apollo, the most elite mecha unit known as the Holy Odin Empire—

The strongest one in the Knights of the Apocalypse!

Therefore, their equipment is exactly the same as the young man.

The Eighteen Holy Knights carry the coffin!

It is said that this is the most glorious specification below the Pope, and even the funeral of the twelve leading the Cardinal was nothing more than that.

The reason why Vopos Apollo was able to enjoy such glory was not because he was a holy knight or a sage son, but because he made great achievements!

If he hadn't been so young, his record would have been promoted to -

Holy Knight.

That is, the leader of the Knights of the Apology!

The leader of the Knights of the Apocalypse was one of the twelve leading Archbishops in Cardinals. It is reasonable to enjoy such courtesy after Vopas Apollo's death.

He is so beautiful and handsome, so young and outstanding, and so young, and dies so young. There is only one hero in Tu Man's memory that can be compared with him.

That is, the Great Han General of the Cavalry—

Huo Qubing!

Seeing the six-pointed star formation, Tu Man subconsciously wanted to escape, and he almost had a psychological shadow on this thing.

But there is no place to hide here.

The temple is so big, where can he hide?

He would not go to the six-pointed star array between the young white-faced eyebrows, and he would not go to the death!

What's more, he doesn't want to hide.

Curiosity drove him to see what was going on with the "Blessings of the Apostle of God" that the "Apostle of God" presented to the alien "Huo Piqi"?

Curiosity is the driving force for human progress!

As the Holy Knight retreated, only the little white faces lying, the sitting pope, and the twelve standing red cloak bosses were left in the temple.

This is probably the legendary twelve leader of the Archbishop in the Cardinal.

Before, outside the temple, they stood on the second-level platform second only to the Pope, and were above one person and above billions.

Tuman sat on the Pope's crown.

He found that this was a very good perspective. Not only did he say that he could also observe the twelve big men standing with their hands down.

The first person on the right is very friendly, with a bit similar to the goddess in the temple, but the lines are softer, and a little bit amazing is left, leaving only the kind of intimacy like the spring breeze.

The blonde hair was casually slinging behind his head, and the lake blue eyes exuded a warm look, as if it could melt the ice and snow.

The girl then had a completely opposite temperament, with black hair, black eyes, and a brilliant look, but her whole body was filled with a chill that was thousands of miles away.

The third one is an old lady, with silver threads on her face, her face full of fine wrinkles, her nose bridge is high and her nasolabial folds are deeply engulfed, and her thin lips are tightly pursed.

The stern look reminded Tuman of Madam Teresa, a philosophy professor who deducted his credits from Purdue University.

The three behind were all stinky men. Tu Man was not interested in taking a closer look and took a casual look. He was a bald old man, a gloomy uncle with scars on his eyes, and a handsome white-faced man who was so handsome.

Six people on the right:

The leader is a long-bearded old man with white beards and looks like a Gandalf.

Later, a hippie and smiling gangster uncle, a stern old man with a big nose, a majestic general, and a stern politician.

The last one, wearing armor, burly figure and firm face, was probably the chief sacred knight in terms of momentum.

Tu Man couldn't guess the others.

He didn't dare to ask either!

No one answered the question!

The Pope stroked the scepter in his hand, raised his head for a while and said:

"The crown of God's Apostle can begin."

The woman on the right, the first woman lifted her white skirt lightly and bowed slightly and said:

"Yes, your Majesty."

With his hands lightly tapping, the sound of footsteps sounded from a distance, and a group of maids in white dresses walked slowly.

Each person carries a small exquisite basket woven by flower vines

There were a small pile of glittering in the basket.

Yes, blood diamonds.

Humph, it’s from Tuman’s family!

The maid gently lifted the hem of the skirt, carried the basket in one hand, and slowly walked up to the bloody altar.

Put blood diamonds into the mouths of each hideous beast in order.

At this time, the third old lady on the right suddenly stepped out of the line, faced the Pope, bowed down, and bowed deeply.
Chapter completed!