2010: C2010 The Bloody Sacrifice of the Holy Land

C2010 The Bloody Sacrifice of the Holy Land

Behind the security door was a short passage. At the end of the passage was a small room with computers and filing cabinets. It looked like an office. Xia Lei walked out of the office through the other door and then walked forward a little bit. Under the light of the orange colored lamp above his head, his line of sight suddenly became clear and his heart was shocked at this moment as well.

It was the church of the Bishop of the Hundred Blossom Holy Church. It was grand and imposing. The intricately decorated floor and the beautiful stone carvings and frescoes that were everywhere added a touch of charm to the ancient church.

The statue of Jesus was under the Dome, where the light was golden. Jesus on the cross is merciful and holy in the golden light. In the corner of the altar, there was a colorful image of the Holy Mother and the Child, giving off a warm feeling.

Xia Lei stepped onto the altar, made a cross in front of the statue of Jesus and bowed to show his respect. He was not a Christian. He did not even believe in the existence of God. After that, his eyes moved up the dome.

The circular dome was painted with the Apocalypse, and the lower level was occupied by the beings around him, one above the other, the highest Jesus and the gods of heaven. Jesus the Inquisitor held his right arm high, dominating the fate of all beings. The murals on the dome had been cracked over time, but that didn't affect their elegance. Every single person's expression was very clear. Those who were afraid were terrified, those who were numb were numb, and those who were innocent were happy to ascend to heaven.

Xia Lei's gaze swept across the figures on the frescoes one by one. In a short period of time, his gaze suddenly stopped on the figure of a heavenly being.

It should be a god, with a box floating above his head. There were no cracks on the square box. Instead, there were mysterious and complicated patterns. The other murals were all bright colors, except for one that was painted in bronze.

Others might not know about this box, but Xia Lei recognized it. It was the World's Box. It was located at the highest point of the mural on the dome. It didn't seem to matter much, but if one wanted to understand it better, it was the supreme existence of all the gods!

Xia Lei was shocked, "According to the information, the frescoes on the dome were painted by Joel Joel Vassari. He was just an ordinary painter, it is impossible for him to know about the existence of the World's Box. If he didn't draw it, then someone had secretly added it. Who could it be? And it was added on top of a painting like the Doomsday. "

Is it a hint that Jesus and the gods judge all beings, and that the World's Box is above the gods?

The World's Box can even rule over the Gods?

It was above everything?

Xia Lei suddenly remembered something Shenyue Ruyi had told him before. She had said that even if you could complete that mission, the result would definitely not be what you wanted.

What would the World's Box bring?

It wasn't that Xia Lei hadn't thought of this question before, but no matter how he thought and guessed, he didn't even have a rough idea or hypothesis.

After a few minutes, Xia Lei retracted his gaze, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips. "If the World's Box is able to master over all the gods, what would I count as? I am just a lowly human, chosen. If I don't find that fragment and complete that mission, both worlds will be destroyed. What could be worse for me? If it was fated to be the end of the world, then I would not have any regrets. At the very least, I will have to work hard. "

When he thought of this, he felt relieved.

A soft sound suddenly came from behind him.

Xia Lei's feet suddenly stepped on the altar, his body suddenly jumped up more than 10 metres high, then hitting on the pillar on the dome, he rose up again. In two or three seconds, he had moved from the altar at the base of the dome to the main corridor.

He stood sideways behind a pillar, looking down at the Bishop's Hall.

The slight sound they had heard earlier had become clear. It was the sound of footsteps. A man was approaching from the far end of the bishop's hall. When he saw the other party's face, he was stunned for a moment.

The one who was walking in from the bishop's seat was Kirsten, with golden hair and blue eyes, standing tall and straight. There was no expression on his face. It was surprisingly calm. His steps seemed to have been accurately measured. Every step was at that distance, with a deviation of not more than a centimeter. Furthermore, his walking speed was extremely stable, not one second faster, and not one second slower. He gave the impression that he was a robot, not a living person.

Kirsten had clearly been killed in the St. Patrick's Cathedral in New York City. His head had been smashed by Xia Lei's fist and he had died a terrible death. But the next day he turned up in Florence. This was definitely not a novel's method of rebirth, nor was it rebirth of a ghost. Rather, it was mass production ? Ixtab had copied more than one Kirsten!

Kirsten did not come alone, a blonde girl with blue eyes followed behind him. The young girl's body was completely mature, and she looked to be around sixteen to seventeen years old. She was in the middle of the flower season. She looked nervous and walked carefully. She did not dare to look up at the statue of Jesus, for fear of blasphemy.

Xia Lei was curious, "Why did this guy bring a girl here? If Ixtab knew that I have come to Florence and sent him to pass a message to me, he should have come here alone.

Kirsten walked to the altar and looked up.

Xia Lei retracted his gaze, hiding his entire body behind the pillar, and held his breath. If Ixtab and Carcia Ruiz were here, it would be impossible for him to hide his tracks, but Kirsten was after all, not Ixtab or Carcia Ruiz. Yet he was an existence that even Ixtab and Carcia Ruiz had to be wary of, and he was evolving at every second, becoming stronger every second!

"Come here." Kirsten said with an ice-cold voice.

The young girl obediently walked over to the altar. She lowered her head and lowered her hands. She was nervous and cautious.

Just then, Xia Lei's soul left his body, and floated above the dome of heaven like a kite, looking down at Kirsten and the golden-haired girl.

Kirsten suddenly knelt on the ground and looked up at the ceiling of the dome.0

Xia Lei knew that he was looking at that World's Box.

"Doomsday is approaching, and everything will be judged." Kirsten's voice was low, intentionally creating a dignified and solemn atmosphere, "The Moon of Death, oh how sacred it is, I'm offering it here, I hope to obtain your love and forgive my crimes ?"

Xia Lei coldly snorted in his heart, "Pretending to be mysterious."

However, he was also very curious in his heart, "The Moon of Death is an artificial planet, and the people living on it are Ixtab's clansmen, which is the blue moon man of this world. Like the blue moon man, it represents the life of the Death World. What the hell is this guy doing sacrificing himself to an artificial planet? "

He defeated Shenyue Ruyi in World of Hope, defeated him, and brought a thousand years of peace to that world. He definitely knew more about the blue moon man than Kirsten, the replica, so he scoffed at the ceremony that was going on.

Kirsten finished reciting his prayer, then he stood up and pointed at the place where he had just knelt, "Come over and kneel."

The young lady walked over, and obediently knelt in the place where Kirsten had just knelt. At this point, she became even more nervous. She said, "Mr. Leo, will I be able to see my mother after this?"

Kirsten nodded, "Yes, you will see your mother soon." After pausing for a moment, he continued, "Furthermore, I will return you the mortgage, and I plan to give you a computer as well as your favorite limited edition Alice doll."

The girl immediately revealed a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Leo. You are a good person."

Kirsten said: "Quiet, close your eyes. This is only a formality, it requires you to maintain a calm and sincere heart."

The girl nodded once. She finally took a look at the statue of Jesus on the cross, then closed her eyes.

But just as she closed her eyes, Kirsten's right hand swept past her neck. Blood spurted from her carotid artery, soaking the altar floor.

The girl clutched her neck as her eyes widened to the limit. Her eyes were filled with a fearful and divine light, as well as indignation, anger, sadness, and despair. However, these emotions were useless. Her life was quickly leaving her body along with her blood. She could not hold on for more than a second before collapsing onto the altar.

Everything happened too quickly, and by the time Xia Lei wanted to return to his body to stop Kirsten, the girl had already fallen onto the ground.

Just like that, a fresh flower of life had suddenly fallen. Right before his eyes, his heart was filled with anger and regret. His conscience was also condemned because he had the ability to prevent the tragedy, but because of curiosity and the desire for information, he chose to observe.

Although this tragedy was not his responsibility, he still felt himself to blame and suffer.

Suddenly, a buzzing sound came from beneath the altar.

This sound was very similar to the sound of Lan Yue opening the sky curtain!

Xia Lei originally wanted to return to his body and beat Kirsten to death, but this voice made him decide to continue observing. His ability to control his emotions was like heaven and earth compared to an ordinary person's ability to control their emotions.

Buzz buzz ?

The ground of the altar began to shake, but it was only an altar. It didn't affect any other parts of the church.

The young girl's blood was still gushing out from the wound on her neck, flowing through the cracks on the floor. The cracks on the altar and her blood formed a strange pattern.

Looking down from high above, the pattern was quickly forming in Xia Lei's line of sight, and got clearer and clearer.

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