Chapter 552: White Disaster is the Second Sanctuary
Zeus's will instantly resounded throughout the entire fortress through the mental link and the roars of the banshees on all fronts.
The swarm of white bones was like a tide, hitting the dam formed by the expeditionary force, and at this moment, they seemed to see the dam stand up.
The expeditionary forces raised their guns with a grim smile, and the Machine Spirits, filled with anger, responded with passionate roars. The battle line that had been forced to retreat began a collective charge!
Ash's thick snake tail was like a powerful spring. It smashed the wall with force and blasted her into the sea of bones.
The next moment, the Dragon Breath Cannon fired in all directions, and as she twisted her body, it created a sea of fire.
The bullets hit her heavy armor, and the clanging sound was like an accompaniment. At this moment, this fortress became her stage.
The group of bones followed the white mist and flowed in from the cracks of the fortress like liquid. When they wanted to go out, they found that the white mist had retreated to somewhere unknown.
Several banshees took the opportunity to block the exit of the fortress. Their tall bodies were like steel gates, trapping the tide of bones in the fortress.
They laughed wildly and used the Dragon Breath Cannon to sweep at the bones around them. They didn't even need to aim and killed them all with pleasure.
The soldiers of the expeditionary force used machine guns those who had machine guns, and used rifles those who didn't. Some people even wanted to go up with explosives, but they were stopped by their comrades.
"Don't use explosive packs indoors!"
Perhaps the only one who is unhappy is Kyle.
He stared at Alexei in front of him in amazement and pointed at himself.
"Collecting bones? Me?"
"Yes, try to collect as many as possible while they are still alive and intact. This may be important experimental material. Be careful and put on protective clothing."
Alexei patted his shoulder and turned away.
Kyle glanced at the soldiers who were rushing forward while howling, and swallowed hard.
"Stop fighting, stop fighting, damn it, come on, some people, follow me to the logistics department to get some brooms!"
He said in despair as he looked at the bones on the ground that were about to break into pieces.
"Nora, you have to know that only our Temple of Silence can stop the White Disaster." Ignati said with a serious face.
Hunter and his companions, along with the undertakers of the Silent Temple, were now traveling through the wilderness of the north. Fortunately - or unfortunately - in order to avoid the railway line, they did not head straight north when they left, so they had not encountered fog until now.
"The White Scourge, or the Forgotten Temple, was created by those traitors. They chose to flee when faced with the end of the world, split the temple, and opened up a passage between the real world and the Sea of Unconsciousness, hiding everything in the white mist."
"You mean, the White Plague was caused by the Silent Temple?"
"He is a traitor to the Silent Temple." Ignati's tone was very complicated. "When the five major churches were first established, they all had two sects, each expounding on the doctrine in different directions. For example, the Candlelight Society blocked knowledge and imprisoned pollution, while the Fire Moth gave up everything to pursue knowledge. We are the same."
"The Buried and the Forgotten, we buried ourselves, and used our immortal bodies to become a high wall to protect the sanctified. The Forgotten chose to escape and established a kingdom that will never be forgotten above the mortal world. Anyone who enters must abandon their flesh and blood and the past."
Grisha was listening with great interest. Hunter was already trembling all over, with big drops of sweat running down his forehead.
"Well, Patriarch Ignatius, I am just an ordinary noble of the empire and have little interest in theology. Why don't you go to the fortress first? I won't go there and will go home to take a look."
As he said this, he pulled Grisha and tried to leave.
Are you kidding? Ignatius is talking about all the secrets of the church. Can you just listen to them? Even if you listen to a few more sentences, you may not be able to leave.
Hunter has always felt that religious people are not mentally normal. What if they kill people to silence them?
"Lord Hughes, may you bless me, Lord Hughes, may you bless me," Hunter quickly prayed in his heart.
"Don't worry about it, sir. All this will soon become history." Ignati sighed.
"What do you mean?"
"The Silent Temple has lost the White Crow. We can no longer protect our people. So why not just bury the White Disaster and the Silent Temple together?"
Nora's eyes widened, she slowly turned her head, and spoke for the first time since she started her journey home: "Are you going to die with them?"
The Patriarch simply nodded.
"The so-called White Disaster is just another sanctuary created by the group of Forgotten Ones. We have a creation called the [White Bone Sanctuary] that can allow us to retain consciousness during the White Disaster so that we don't forget everything immediately. However, it only lasts for a very short period of time, and there is almost nothing we can do."
"But we can still start the Burial Ritual. The Buried One's final burst is the strongest among all the extraordinary ones. It can even touch the Three-pointed Gate for a moment. And if we gather the entire Silent Temple, nothing in the world can stop us."
"Although this will cause the soul to perish forever, it will be worth it if the White Scourge can be completely eliminated."
Nora stared at Patriarch Ignatius for a while, then slowly swept her eyes over the other buried people in the Temple of Silence.
"You've all decided?"
"Of course, little Nora, you're not the only one who wants to save those refugees!"
"I'm tired of living. It's boring. This world is rotten."
"Indeed, over the past few hundred years, civilization has been sinking deeper and deeper, and there is no hope."
"The land of the Bone Crow has been lost. What's the point of keeping this temple? It's better to buy peace for the world."
The priests of the Silent Church responded one after another, their tone was so calm that it seemed as if they were not going to die but on a picnic.
Hunter suddenly understood why there were only extraordinary people coming here and no ordinary people.
They were already a group of dying people attending their own funeral, so why add any more burden?
Suddenly, he had an idea and asked, "You said that the White Scourge was caused by the Forgotten, so wouldn't it be enough to just convince them? If you are not good at persuasion, I happen to know a lord whose expeditionary forces are very good at persuasion."
Archduke Alvarez surrendered before he even opened his mouth. Isn't his persuasiveness strong enough?
Ignati shook his head. "The Forgotten Ones abandoned everything in order to escape, including their past and their flesh and blood as humans. The Extraordinary Ones are indeed drifting away from humans, but if they give up the part that belongs to humans, they will never be able to get it back."
"They turned into mindless bones, without a past, a future, or death. They truly achieved immortality, a more complete immortality than those who buried them. From this perspective, they actually succeeded."
(End of this chapter)
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