What age is it, still in the traditional card making

Ye Qiong slowly opened his eyes, and the blurry front began to become clearer.

Looking at the strange scene in front of him, he was full of doubts in his heart, and couldn't help asking himself:

"Who am I? Where am I? Where am I going?"

At this moment, he is in a church, and the nun who is worshiping devoutly in front of him is the best proof.

For some reason, even if he only saw a figure from the back, he was able to know the other person's name.

"Mother Teresa, what are you doing?"

The other party didn't look back, but just replied lightly:

"Bishop Abere, are you drowsy? I'm offering my faith to the Holy Father."

His hands were folded into fists, his eyes were tightly closed, and he was extremely focused, as if he didn't pay attention to the other party's thoughts.

When Ye Qiong heard this, he looked at the glass window aside, and only a white-haired old man came into view.

Put your hands in front of your eyes, there are only old wrinkles.

"I am Abere, the bishop of this church."

This is the only information Ye Qiong got here. Walking in the church, the memory of the past was quietly revived.

The identity he plays here is a kind priest who often lends a helping hand to those in distress. Therefore, he has a very good reputation in the city of St. Kaner and is the spokesperson of the Holy Father in the world.

Why do you say acting?

The loud shouts outside are proof of that.

The protagonist is his most proud student, named Calvez. Although he is just a child who came out of a mountain village, he is extremely talented. Most importantly, he has extremely firm beliefs. In less than ten years, he should be able to succeed Bertans as the The next Knight Commander.

Therefore, he was also given a marriage contract with the princess by the king.

If it hadn't happened to break through the conspiracy of George the Great and the Eye of the Sky, he wouldn't have been persecuted by the king, the church, and his fiancée at the same time.

Under the injustice, he was sentenced to death by burning at the stake.

This is how he ended up.

Ye Qiong sat on the horizontal chair, rolled up a row of wish-fulfilling grass, ignited a flame on his index finger, ignited it, held it in his mouth, took a sip, and let out a long and pleasant breath.

I don't know why, but knowing that it is his students who are suffering outside, he doesn't feel sad at all for it, but it is more joyful.

But at this moment, the voices outside became extremely flustered, and the exclamation of the people continued.

His hearing was extremely sensitive, and he heard the sound of the collision of knives and guns, and he knew immediately that an accident had occurred.

Just as he was about to go out to check the situation, he heard a knock on the door. It was not difficult to tell from the rapid knock on the door that the person involved was extremely anxious and longed for help from the church.

When he opened the door, he saw a familiar face, Calvis.

He was also very curious, to this extent, why did he come to him.

Looking at the guards blocking the rear, he said:

"Retreat, he seems to be making the last confession to me."

The guards retreated quickly and welcomed Calvis in. He thought he would say something interesting, but it turned out to be exactly the same as what he heard that rainy night.

The subsequent conversation was also very strange. This student, as if he was possessed by evil, turned into another completely strange person.

Just a little bit of probing, and it showed his feet.

Originally, he wanted to capture him alive and ask if he was a member of the Church of Ghosts and Gods, but Mother Teresa took the first step and killed Calvis.

When he was annoyed, he also felt a little puzzled, what exactly were those blue and red pupils, and why did they look familiar?

Looking at the corpse nailed to the wall, without much hesitation, he chose to put it away, and after dealing with the guards who came to question him, he chose to leave directly.

At this moment, Mother Teresa was the only one left in the church, and her originally closed pupils opened, revealing extremely divine silver pupils.

Looking at the sculpture above, he said:

"Even the memory is forgotten, isn't it right? Is there a link that went wrong, or is this part of the arrangement?"

Frowning tightly, after a long time, he finally closed his eyes and chose to continue praying.

At this moment, Ye Qiong didn't notice any of this.

Everything developed step by step. He found nothing on Calvez's body, leaving only his pupils, and handed over the rest to George the Great.

Ten years passed in a flash, and the sacrifice of the evil god was ready.

Emperor George the Great, who had been unable to hold back for a long time, launched this sacrifice early on, centering on Saint Kaner City, the brutal and inhuman sacrifice that swept across the entire Apocalypse Empire officially began.

Countless black eyes walk in the sky, harvesting the lives of mortals, using their souls as nourishment for the eyes of the sky.

The crazy Emperor George ignored this, his only idea was to ascend to the gods and obtain eternal life, even the second prince who came to persuade him did not let go.

Under such circumstances, the authority of the church was infinitely magnified, and there were countless civilians who came to join them, and they were completely disappointed in the royal family.

Bishop Abele, transformed by Ye Qiong, was also happy to see this scene. He still wore a disguised mask, kept helping the common people, and responded with hypocritical anger to Emperor George who committed such atrocities.

Whenever he appears in the crowd, believers will kneel down and give the most sincere greetings.

At this moment, he seemed to be the spokesperson of the Holy Father in the world, and faith kept pouring into his body.

In a dilapidated thatched hut, there were only Bishop Abere and Mother Teresa in the house.

With the increase in faith, Abele's body was faintly radiated with a touch of divinity, and he looked at Mother Teresa's eyes without too much guard, and said:

"In three more days, it should be almost there."

"Um."

Mother Teresa's answer was extremely indifferent, and she didn't care what Bishop Abere said at all.

This attitude made him extremely displeased, as if to show his strength, his aura kept getting stronger.

Regarding this, Mother Teresa still had a flat attitude, her face full of indifference.

The holy flame converged on the pupils of Bishop Abele.

"I will soon become an existence equal to the Holy Father, what is your attitude?"

The voice is extremely sacred, with a sense of irresistibility and irresistibility, almost holy words.

But even so, Mother Teresa ignored it, didn't even turn around to look behind her, and replied flatly:

"Even if you haven't even touched him, it's too arrogant to want to become an existence at the same level as him."

"I've seen it before. Don't you have this feeling when communicating with Him?"

When he said this, he revealed the tattoo on his neck that resembled angel wings, and his tone of voice became a little louder.

"Isn't this the best proof?"

After a while, my breathing became flat, as if I wanted to calm myself down.

"It's impossible for me to be so ruthless and unfeeling with him, but"

"Who says he has no emotions?"

This time, Mother Teresa, who was always calm, finally changed her tone slightly, and said the next sentence:

"He just temporarily lost his power."

After saying this, he got up and walked out of the room, then said:

"It's time to go, we still need to make some preparations, don't we?"

As soon as these words came out, Bishop Abele just realized and followed the nun in front of him.

Bishop Abele, who accepted a large number of beliefs, defeated Emperor George the Great with absolute strength, and appeared in the eyes of the masses as a saint who saved the world.

At this moment, the public's admiration for him is infinitely magnified, and they even faintly have the idea of ​​treating him as a god.

This is exactly what Bishop Abere wanted.

Strolling through the ruined city of St. Kaner, his tone was filled with embarrassment.

"It's finally over."

The gold lettering on the right arm shone brightly, and Bishop Abele said as he walked:

"Sequence 37: Ascension to the Gods"

"Conditions for soul awakening, one, pious saints, so that the people of a country respect from the heart."

"Second, the Holy Word of Faith has more than 100,000 believers."

"Three, the sage who helps the world, prevents a catastrophe that can overthrow the country."

Looking at the pure white stairs in front of him, Bishop Abere understood that he had already fulfilled the three conditions for soul awakening.

As long as he climbed this ladder, he would be able to ascend to the top of the gods completely, and become an existence of the same level as the one he believed in.

For some reason, at the last moment, what he could feel was not excitement, but long-lost tension.

He didn't understand what was waiting for him at the bottom of the stairs.

However, right now he doesn't want to hesitate any longer. After putting in so much, doesn't he just want to see the peak scene?

At this point, is it possible to back down?

As soon as he lifted his foot and stepped on the ladder, the resonance of the soul poured into his heart, as if he and the ladder became one.

As long as you take one step forward, there is no possibility of retreating.

As for Bishop Abele, it is impossible for him to choose to retire.

One step, two steps, this pure white staircase seems to go straight to the sky, and it is impossible to see where the end is.

Not far away, Mother Teresa just watched the scene silently, not knowing what was going on in her heart.

Bishop Abele in the stairs can clearly feel that with every step he takes, his soul will become stronger and stronger, and the power in his hands will also usher in a transformation.

The holy light lingering around him became more and more solid, and his appearance could no longer be seen clearly.

It is obvious that they have come to the sky above the clouds, but the end of the stairs is not clear at all.

All Bishop Abere can do is to keep moving forward until it comes to an end.

This process is extremely long, and he has gradually felt tired, not physically tired, but mentally tired.

He didn't know how long he had to go.

Looking up, the spiral ladder still couldn't see where the end was, and my heart began to become irritable.

But he has already come here, it is impossible for him to retreat, he gritted his teeth and continued to choose to move forward.

He can only comfort himself, this is a journey of seeking Tao, and the sufferings he experienced during the period are all due.

Gradually, he could no longer support his body, and almost fell, but fortunately, he was shocked and stabilized his body.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and really wanted to take a short break, but it seemed like someone was pushing behind him, and he couldn't stop at all.

Three days, five days, ten days.

Time is passing by, and the end of the ladder is still unclear.

On this ladder, Bishop Abere has forgotten the existence of time, and all he can do is move forward instinctively.

The double pupils had lost their highlights, and they looked very sluggish.

But soon, he heard a holy singing, which made his body and mind happy, and in an instant, he became energetic.

Looking ahead, a magnificent palace appeared in front of the stairs that could not be seen for a long time.

The pace quickened a lot, and he seemed to be able to see the angel humming in his ear, the long ordeal was finally over.

Go all the way and cross the last ladder.

Looking at the scene in front of him with hope, he was shocked. The palace in front of him began to be transformed into ruins, decayed and unbearable.

Soaring hymns turned to wailings of agony.

There is only a black mass of flesh in front of him, covered with tentacles, even if it is far away, he can still feel his anger.

As if sensing the arrival of outsiders, a long tentacle struck.

Bishop Abele reacted extremely quickly, and dodged by rolling, but he didn't expect that this move would anger the other party.

Like a child who couldn't get any snacks, he became irritable, and pieces of the dilapidated palace kept falling.

The black mass of flesh opened its bloody mouth wide, and the strong gust of wind attracted Bishop Abele, making him unable to control his body at all.

Pointing at the meatball with two fingers, he said hurriedly in a very divine voice:

"Speaking Spirit - Forbidden"

The methods that have always been invincible, but at this moment in front of Rou Tuan, have actually failed.

Bishop Abele chanted the spell in fear, trying to find out the ability to break the opponent's spell, but he was disappointed in the end.

No matter how many things you do, you can't stop the other party.

The vortex was getting closer and closer to where he was, and he, who had always been calm, couldn't hold back anymore.

A huge sense of crisis lingers in my heart, and I urgently want to know one thing.

"What the hell is that?"

"Is it the consciousness remaining in the sequence ability? Impossible, I have already cleared it."

"Could it be that this is the test of becoming a god? By the way, it can only be this one."

Looking at the meat ball in front of him, his fighting spirit suddenly rose. As long as he defeated this monster, would he be able to successfully ascend to the gods?

The fear that had just arisen turned into a desire at this moment.

Although his own sequence ability has failed, he does not only have these methods.

Just when he was about to do something, he heard a voice like a child's.

"Speaking Spirit - Forbidden"

This incomparably childlike voice fell in the ears of Bishop Abere, but it was no different from a nightmare.

The invisible chains imprisoned him, unable to move at all.

"Why, why can you use my sequence ability?"

Obviously the proof of the sequence, that is, the golden letter is still engraved on his body, but the other party still used the ability to ascend to the top of the gods.

Bishop Abele was completely panicked and wanted to run away, but he couldn't move his legs at all.

In just a short breath, the lump of flesh attacked him, and the blood swallowed half of his body, but quickly spit it out.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, he said:

"It's so unpalatable."