Chapter 385 Pyramids in the Desert? (Two in one! Please subscribe!)
Vultures occasionally fly across the sky, as if they are waiting for the "sinners" to fall down so that they can have a chance to have a full meal.
Mukrin Hafid had seen his dead companions being pecked at by vultures and had heard the laughter of the Crusader soldiers.
This is a bunch of religious lunatics! The shrill laughter echoing in his ears and the harsh faces presented in front of him were the only impressions that the Crusaders and the Church of Light brought to Muklin Hafid in these days.
They had no mercy on the civilians who were pecked by vultures. Instead, they attributed the deaths of civilians to their own serious sins, and therefore did not receive forgiveness from the God of Light.
but……
The old man who was pecked by the vulture was actually Muklin Hafid's neighbor. Even in the chaotic and difficult Ogurez region, the old man always maintained a kind heart and was willing to help friends and villagers who had been hurt.
If Muklin Hafid had a dagger in his hand at this moment; if he was not bound by shackles at this moment... then he would definitely choose to pick up the dagger and fight desperately with the fully armed Crusader soldiers!
However……
As time went by, Muqrin Hafid increasingly realized that any resistance would be futile.
The wind in the desert is not just wind. It will roll up the sand on the surface and hit everyone's face mercilessly, like a rough and rusty dagger, leaving scratches on the face.
Even when opening one's mouth to speak, sand and dust would enter one's mouth, causing a dry cough.
Even the Crusader soldiers wearing headscarves and riding camels felt uncomfortable under the wind and sand, not to mention the civilians who had experienced countless devastations due to the huge temperature difference between day and night.
But no one dared to stop, because if the wind continued to increase, the dust and sand would be enough to engulf them and bury them in the constantly moving sand dunes.
I don’t know how long I walked, maybe five days, maybe seven days, or maybe even longer.
In his daze, Muqrin Hafid seemed to hear the surprised shouts of the Crusader soldiers.
"We're here... We're finally here..."
finally……
Have we reached the destination mentioned by the Crusaders? Mukrin Hafid almost used up the last bit of strength in his body. He raised his head with difficulty and looked into the distance...
In the desert not far away, a fortress built with stone walls and wood is already in sight.
And further away, he seemed to be able to see several four-cornered square-bottomed conical spires, located in the boundless sea of sand.
Under the scorching sun, those huge square-bottomed spires seemed to be dyed golden, looking extremely magnificent.
There……
Is this the place where I can be redeemed by that damned God of Light...
As they thought about this, the civilians, including Muklin Hafid, who had long been exhausted, finally fell to the ground one by one.
only……
Mukrin Hafid didn't know, nor did he want to know, what exactly was waiting for him? ...
If Bruno were here,
Then there is no doubt that he will look at the distant buildings and utter a Chinese quintessence... Shit! Because...
If we use a more concise word to describe it, then the four-cornered square-bottomed conical spire that Mukrin Hafid saw can be commonly called...
pyramid! ……
When they saw the pyramids in the desert in the distance, the Crusader soldiers riding on camels all showed a trace of awe. They quickly jumped off the camels and crawled on the hot sand.
"Hill of Light..."
Although they are all Crusaders, the Crusader soldiers stationed in the Ogur Desert are completely different from other Crusaders.
They must have absolute loyalty to the Church of Light, and a large number of them are religious lunatics who have been raised by the Church of Light since childhood and have been brainwashed countless times.
They have no parents, wives, or children, no relatives or friends. The only thing they know is the Church of Light, and the only thing they have to do is to complete the tasks assigned by the church.
In their view, only the church, only the great god of light they worship, can cleanse their sins and gain the opportunity to enter the kingdom of heaven.
so……
It is precisely because of their paranoid and fanatical beliefs that these Crusader soldiers stationed in the August region are often able to access deeper religious secrets.
The pyramids in front of them were called "Hill of Light" by the Crusader soldiers.
It symbolizes the creative power possessed by the God of Light and represents the immortal god in their hearts.
The soldiers did not know what was in the Hill of Light, and their mission was simple: to guard these buildings and bring the sinners here, so that those survivors who could cross the desert would have the opportunity to experience the "care" from the God of Light.
…
This fortress, located not far from the Hill of Light, is the Crusaders' headquarters in the Augre Desert.
This is a very large fortress, with strong and compacted brick and stone walls, strong enough to withstand the erosion of sandstorms in the windy season. Although it looks a bit crude, it is in the desert! You know, even the Principality of Idar, which is proud of its infrastructure speed, needs unimaginable manpower and material resources, as well as a lot of time to build such a fortress in the deserted desert.
But……
Relying on decades or even hundreds of years of accumulation and construction, the Church of Light, relying on the lives of countless soldiers and laborers and hundreds of thousands of tithes, managed to build this fortress in the vast desert.
"More than a dozen people died, and there are thirty-two people alive."
The Crusader soldier in charge of the escort was reporting the gains of this trip to a Crusader who looked like a superior.
The man's face and body were covered by a white robe, and no expression could be seen. Even when he heard the death toll, he was indifferent, as if... the dead were not humans, but just some dispensable livestock.
"That's all?!"
"It is the windy season after all, and the survival rate is indeed much lower than before." The Crusader soldier looked embarrassed.
Hearing this, the man in white robes frowned slightly and said, "Escort them all to the cage. If it were in the past, these people would be enough, but... the whispers of the gods have become more frequent. You should prepare in the next few days and gather at least a hundred people."
"But Feng Ji..."
"Feng Ji? We are worshipping the great God of Light! If you can't even do these small things, how can you gain the favor of the God of Light!" the white-robed man said sternly.
"clear!"
The soldier left, but the man in white turned around and looked at the towering pyramid-shaped spire not far away.
Before this, a Crusader only needed to sacrifice a sinner to obtain the God of Light's gift, but recently...
If one wants to obtain the God's blessing, the number of sacrifices has doubled...
but……
This seems like a good thing.
Because, this means... it won't take long to realize the great cause of the Church of Light and make it great again! Thinking of this, the man in white robe couldn't help but look up, his mouth slightly raised, and under the cover of the white robe, a faint smile appeared on his face.
…
When Muklin Hafid woke up in a daze and wanted to open his eyes again... the scorching sunlight suddenly pierced his eyes.
He quickly turned his head with all his strength, and then... a large, dark, wrinkled and dusty face suddenly came into his sight.
"Are you awake?" the man asked.
"Where is this?"
"Augure Desert, Crusader Fortress."
Seeing that Muklin Hafid had woken up, the man sat back down, leaning against the bars of the cage, and answered weakly.
"Who are you……"
"Just like you, I was captured by them..."
"I meant the name."
"Now that we're here... does it matter what my name is..." The man seemed a little lonely.
As he spoke, Muklin Hafid finally supported himself with his hands and managed to sit up from the ground.
He seemed to be unable to adapt to the strong light in front of him, so he could only squint his eyes slightly and look around with difficulty at the environment he was in.
Then... he was stunned.
The place where Muqrin Hafid is now located is probably a huge square in the center of the fortress.
only……
There were dozens of huge iron cages placed in the center of the square, and he himself was in one of them!
There were about twenty to thirty prisoners in each iron cage, and the villagers who were escorted here with Muklin Hafid were detained in different iron cages.
The scorching sun baked the ground, which was covered with bloodstains that had long since solidified, making it look particularly creepy.
"What the hell is going on? What on earth are these Crusaders trying to do?!"
Although Muklin Hafid was extremely weak at this time, he still hobbled to the man's side and asked nervously.
"What? Of course, they are sending us to see their great God of Light!" The man's tone seemed full of resentment. Even though he was already weak all over, he could hardly hide the hatred in his eyes.
"Then we..."
Muklin Hafid looked around at the people huddled in cages, their eyes filled with resentment, fear, or even insanity, and he wanted to say something.
but……
The man seemed to have lost interest in continuing the conversation with Muklin Hafid. His eyes flickered, as if he remembered an extremely painful experience:
"Stop talking, wait for death..."
…
Lateran Palace, Holy City of Bethlehem.
"Shameless bastard! Savage pagan! Unscrupulous careerist!"
"Oh! Respectable God of Light, if there is still a choice, I swear I will kick Will Roach's ass hard! Let him eat the dirty and smelly black bread on the table of those damned untouchables in one bite!"
"And damn Mac! What he said stinks like Pete's boots at the city gate! If I had him in my hands, I'd make him howl like Bishop O'Connor's dog! I swear! I will!"
Ever since the news of the official establishment of Protestantism in the Principality of Idar reached the ears of Cardinal Camille Blanchard, this powerful cardinal was furious.
Furthermore, the leader of the Crusaders he had sent out actually joined the Protestant Church, which made him feel a great insult!
Therefore, cursing Mike's betrayal and Will Roche's backstabbing has almost become Camus Blanchard's most important pastime in his spare time.
not to mention……
The letter from Bruno Stuart, Duke of Idar, made the cardinal so angry that he almost couldn't breathe.
Will Roach? Or Mike? Who leaked the inside information of the Church of Light?
How did this news reach the hands of Bruno Stuart, Duke of Idar? ! In fact, as early as when the Principality of Idar negotiated peace with the Odin Empire, the Cardinal had already anticipated that the transaction between the Church of Light and the Odin people might be known to the Idar people.
But what caught him off guard was that in addition to these, Bruno Stuart, Duke of Idar, even knew the truth behind the death of Emperor Raphael Alexander! Bruno's letter alone was enough to make the Church of Light dare not directly take action against the Protestant Church in many matters.
All this showed him that...
There are huge problems within the church! And...are there spies from other forces hiding in the holy city of Bethlehem?
Cardinal Camus Blanchard realized this extremely serious problem almost immediately.
but……
Fortunately for Cardinal Camus Blanchard, the interior of the Church of Light had already been cut.
The deepest secrets were hidden in the boundless Aogure Desert many years ago.
Therefore, even people at the level of cardinals only have a vague understanding of many of the deeper secrets of the Holy See.
Even Cardinal Camille Blanchard himself did not know everything about the church.
For example, the money and food supplies transported to the Ogure Desert every year.
Even though he was a powerful cardinal, Camus Blanchard only knew a rough amount. He had no idea what the money was used for or where the grain was used.
after all……
A person who can become a cardinal and assist the church in handling the daily affairs of the Church of Light is definitely not just a believer.
Camus Blanchard knew very well that in many cases, the more you know about some things, the better.
Not today.
(End of this chapter)
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