The teleportation light on the plaza of the temple gradually dimmed, and two figures appeared in front of us: the followers of Kenser and Lynn had arrived.
Kenser and Lynn were considered the younger generation in the Star Domain, but as Gods with unlimited lifespans, they were people who had lived as long as the universe itself, or even longer. Thus, they had accumulated a considerable number of followers over the years (Jingle was an idiot, so she was an exception. Before Liliana appeared, even if Jingle had followers, it had always been a mess). However, these followers usually did not come to the City of Shadows, so I was very curious now. I wanted to see what the followers of these two unreliable Gods looked like. At the same time, I imagined an image in my head in advance. In the end, when the two figures became clearer, I realized that they were completely different from what I had imagined:
One of them was an old man wearing a coarse robe without any decorations. The style of the robe was so simple that it looked like a piece of gray cloth. The old man's hair and beard were all white, and his long beard reached his chest. Judging by his human appearance, he was at least above ninety years old. The only thing that could indicate his special identity was the long metal staff in his hand. This long staff was obviously not an ordinary object: it was completely golden, and its surface was floating with a faint holy light. Although there were not many decorations, the huge crystal embedded at the top of the long staff was enough to prove that this object was extraordinary. In all fairness, I felt that this long staff had a much higher presence than the old man in front of me. The latter looked like an ordinary old man, from his clothes to his appearance. If you had to point out something unusual about him … it would be that ordinary people usually did not live to such an old age.
This old man who looked like Moses walking out of a religious mural was obviously Uncle Kenser's follower, so the person beside him must be Lynn's follower. It was an abnormally tall woman, at least 1.8 meters in height. She had long brown curly hair, and her appearance was full of heroic spirit. She looked like a female soldier who had been in the army for many years. This woman was wearing a plain and revealing leather armor, revealing a large area of healthy, wheat-colored skin. Rather than saying that her body was voluptuous, it would be better to say that she was well-built. I noticed her six-pack at first glance …
This was a valiant woman who reminded people of Amazonian warriors. Her tall and strong body made people forget that she was a woman. I was absolutely certain that she had been active on the battlefield for a long time. This could be seen from the scars on her body. And the most eye-catching thing about her was not just her valiant appearance, but some strange characteristics on her body: the scaly skin on her thighs and arms, as well as her golden pupils. This reminded me of a half-dragon. Although she did not have a tail, I was certain that she belonged to a dragon, or even a giant dragon in human form.
Like the old man beside her, this woman also carried a weapon, but it was not the usual scepter used by high-ranked believers. Instead, it was a mountain-splitting battle axe on her back. The axe had the same rough appearance as its owner, and I estimated it with my eyes: Just the handle of this thing was taller than Pandora … You can imagine the commotion when this thing was brandished.
I looked at Lynn with a strange expression: That Amazonian warrior who looked like a human-shaped tank, was she really a follower of the Dragon God who had been bullied? Could the contrast between the master and the servant be any more intense?
You could say that Uncle Kenser's follower was an old man. Anyway, both of them walked the path of an old man. Moreover, he was the kind of amiable old man who would look like a savior when hung on a religious mural. From temperament to clothing, the old man opposite Uncle Kenser was unprecedentedly in tune with him. At most, he was a little older. But I really did not expect that there would be such an Amazonian warrior among Lynn's followers. Just look at her other followers, they were either tragic girls like Sangina and Sona, or a bitter older sister like Sonya, who appeared cold but was actually cold. In any case, they walked the path of causing trouble for their entire family. And the energetic female warrior not far away, no matter how I looked at it, seemed like she was the type who could cause trouble for someone's entire family … Logically speaking, the type of God would reflect the type of Pope.
But Lynn and Kenser did not notice my gaze. They only greeted their followers happily. Liliana did not exclaim that Lynn's followers were so powerful. Instead, she muttered, "People of the same trade are enemies. I can feel the thick malice of this world … One look and I can tell that these two are more experienced than this Pope. Boss, how do you think I should pretend to be professional?"
I casually knocked her head and said, "First, go to the temple and turn off the voice recorder you placed in front of the statue. You play a voice recorder when you pray every day. You still have the cheek to call yourself a religious practitioner?"
The two new guests seemed to be in a daze. They had never been to the City of Shadows before. Hence, they were looking around curiously. The strange buildings and the strange aircraft in the sky probably confused them. They did not even react when their God walked in front of them. When I moved closer, I happened to hear Kenser greeting his follower, "Will! Long time no see. You look like you've gotten older … "
The old man called 'Will' finally reacted. After seeing Kenser, he hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, "Lord! Please forgive me … "
Kenser quickly pulled the old man up and said, "Alright, alright. This is not a ceremony. You should reduce the pressure on your disc."
I looked at Kenser and then at the old man who looked like he could be Kenser's father. Suddenly, I recalled that when Uncle Kenser had mentioned the old man, he had the expression of an elder talking about a junior. He had called him 'that kid' … At first, I had thought that he was just a kid. I never expected that the person who had come would almost be my grandfather. It was a strange scene.
On the other side, Lynn patted the Amazon warrior's arm (Due to her height, she could not pat her shoulder. Lynn was only 1.5 meters tall …). The latter quickly retracted her gaze from the spaceship in the sky and bowed to Lynn respectfully. However, before she could speak, Lynn did something unexpected. She hugged the Amazon warrior's head and rubbed it affectionately on her chest, just like a mother hugging her child. "Aha, Quina has grown so tall …"
I stared at the scene in front of me with a dumbfounded expression. The Dragon God who had been mistreated was displaying her maternal instincts, while the heroic Amazon female warrior was being hugged by a frail young girl who looked like her own daughter. The two of them rubbed against each other for a while. Then, the girl called Quina finally spoke in a muffled voice, "My Lord, I am no longer a kid …"
Lynn then let go of her hand and introduced the others happily. "This is Kenser, I have always mentioned him to you. He is the Light God. This is Liliana, a pope just like you. Lastly, this is Chen Jun, an important person. You have to show your respect. He is the commander of the Schilling Pantheon, just like the Father God of the Star Field. Oh, he is also a good person, just like the Father God …"
Quina and Will quickly came over to greet us. I took a step back and waved my hand, saying, "Don't be so polite. The two of you are giving me too much pressure. Just treat this as your own home. The people of the Shadow City are simple and hospitable. Basically, as long as you don't fight on the streets, it will be fine. "
Quina looked a little regretful, saying, "I heard that there are many experts here …"
I glanced at Lynn with a strange expression. Who else could I have heard this from? It was obviously this doormat who spread the rumor.
"Oh right, why are you here? Are you here for a pilgrimage or for a tour? "
Although I welcomed the believers of the five Protoss Cops to visit the Shadow City, I still had to ask them what they were here for. Even if it was not for official business, I still had to satisfy my curiosity.
Quina and Will hesitated, then looked at their God with inquiring eyes. It was obvious that they did not know if some things could be said here. Uncle Kenser took the initiative to speak to me, saying, "They are indeed here for a mission. Do you still remember that there were a bunch of problems with the God Realm's world management system?"
I nodded. That incident was still fresh in my memory. Although it had nothing to do with the Empire, the Star Realms were still my brothers. That incident had made them quite anxious. Of course, I would not forget about it.
"At that time, Lynn's world management system also had some problems. However, her situation was not serious, so you probably don't know about it." Uncle Kenser nodded. "After that incident, the Pantheon Temple investigated for a long time. On the surface, the result was that it was a 'normal malfunction' and had nothing to do with the Abyss. The sudden and concentrated eruption was just a matter of probability. However, no one believed that it was that simple. So, Father God arranged for a tracking and observation mission. He let some of the worlds with more typical malfunctions continue to observe the operating state of the management system. Because it was just some simple work like collecting data, we did not have to do it ourselves. So, Lynn and I handed this mission over to the children. Look, the two of them are here to report and send the information. "
I nodded in understanding. Then, I looked at Lina critically from the corner of my eye. 'Look at other people's pontiffs, and then look at yourself. All you do is change the Bible to cheat your royalties. Don't you feel embarrassed …'
In the end, everyone could guess what happened. This girl pretended not to see anything and continued to come up with her own ideas with a frown on her face.
"Since it is a serious matter, I will not disturb you." I nodded at the two guests. "You can chat with your God first. You can stay as long as you want. The Temple District has a free hostel specially prepared for religious visitors. You can enjoy yourself here for a few days."
Quina and Will expressed their gratitude in a slightly reserved manner. Then, they followed their God into the depths of the Temple District. After the four of them walked far away, I lowered my head and looked at Liliana. "Speaking of which, you are the host of the Temple, right? Shouldn't you be following them as a guide or something?"
"People of the same trade are enemies." Liliana looked up at me seriously. "I feel that it is more stressful to be with them."
I rolled my eyes at the sky. This girl actually knows her limits. She obviously realized how unreliable she was usually. That was why she felt so uncomfortable when she met two popes who were obviously from a professional class and insisted on clocking in every day. Of course, she had interacted with believers from other galaxies and even more Gods. In the past, she did not feel pressured. This time, the main reason for the pressure was probably related to Uncle Kenser's subordinate, the Pope. The old man looked like he was in his nineties. Who knows, he might even be summoned by the Lord when he drank too much water. Liliana probably knew that her sloppy attitude could easily anger people to death, so she decided to keep her distance …
The above is just my idle thoughts and thoughts. You are welcome to take it seriously.
"Speaking of which, the female Pope under Lin is really …" I looked in the direction where the God + Believer group of four left. I couldn't help but break out in cold sweat when I recalled the muscular Amazon female warrior. "Lin looks so thin and pitiful. How did she raise such a fierce big sister … Didn't they say that the type of God raises the type of believer?"
Liliana waved her hand disapprovingly. "Boss, you look at the problem too one-sidedly. Think about the intelligence of the Lord and look at me, the Pope …"
I was speechless.
Liliana was taking advantage of her high resistance to God's Punishment to court death. Of course, there was another reason why the God of Lightning didn't strike her. It could be that the laws of the universe and the truth of nature had tacitly agreed that Jingle's intelligence was hopeless …
"Boss, where are we going now?" Liliana stood on her tiptoes and swayed beside me. She asked in a lazy tone, "It is still early. We can't be going home now, right?"
I looked at her strangely. "Didn't you say that you wanted to come to the Temple to handle 'political affairs'? I am here to accompany you. Why do you have nothing to do at this time? "
"I am done with my political affairs." Liliana nodded as if it was a matter of course. "Inspecting the Temple. Coming here for a round is equivalent to signing in. Anyway, the number of days that the Goddess signs in every month is twenty days less than mine."
I was speechless. Fortunately, she didn't join in the fun with the two Popes just now. Otherwise, let's not talk about what would happen to the Amazon female warrior. Just the old man in his nineties would be so angry that he would be summoned by the Lord!
I was somewhat resistant to Liliana's personality. Furthermore, she didn't delay her usual work. At this time, looking at her lazy look, I naturally couldn't reprimand her. Thus, I patted her head and thought of a place. "Let's go. Let's go to a place where we can kill time."
Liliana's face instantly revealed a happy expression. "Aiya, it has been a long time since I went on a date with Boss. Thinking about it now makes me a little excited. Are we going to an adult hotel or something?"
I casually punched her on the top of her head. Then, I held her under my armpit and teleported out of the Temple District. After the teleportation screen dissipated, Liliana looked at the small shop in front of her and muttered, "Tsk, I thought it would be a romantic place. So it's to treat me to a cake again."
"This place is only slow." I shrugged. Maintaining the state of holding a loli under my armpit, I pushed open the glass door of the shop. "Silvia! A customer is here! "
After the routine greeting, I looked for an empty seat by the window (Actually, the entire shop is empty) and sat down. I first placed Liliana on the chair beside it. Then, I went to the side to pour two cups of drinks. Then, I picked up the colored pages on the table and slowly flipped through them. Basically, after going through the entire process, I heard a leisurely reply from the direction of the counter. "Ah, it's Chen — —"
It felt like that fellow's reaction speed was a second or two faster than before. Was it an illusion?
Silvia's shop was as calm as always. Even a dangerous person like Liliana, who was restless 24/7, couldn't help but calm down in this special environment. I ordered two light pastries and ate them while chatting with Liliana. After a while, Liliana floated over silently like a ghost. The leisurely silver-haired mole sat beside us and said with a curious tone, "Hey, the atmosphere in the base feels weird. I heard from Belavilla that there's a big shot here?"
I looked at her in surprise. This fellow can sense the atmosphere is weird. She's not simple.
Liliana took advantage of my daze and quickly picked a small nut pancake from my plate to eat. I pinched her nose and turned to look at Silvia. "Yeah, Abyssal Schilling is here. Speaking of which, this is quite interesting. Do you have a relationship with her or not? "
Silvia seriously thought for a long time (of course, it could also be because she reacted for a long time) before slowly shaking her head. "I don't know. I don't feel anything when I say those words. I don't know her."
Silvia's personality was created after the internet connection between Belavilla and the Abyss was accidentally cut off. Of course, she didn't know anything about Abyssal Schilling. In fact, because she had sealed off her knowledge of the Empire, she didn't even have much feelings about her identity as the Shiring Apostles. In the end, the 'silver-haired mole' was a personality that Belavilla had created in order to protect her soul. These complicated matters should have nothing to do with her.
However, Silvia rolled her eyes and thought for a while. She had something else to say. "Belavilla seems to be quite concerned about this matter."
"What did she say?" I asked casually as I helped Liliana wipe the pastries off her face.
"She said that she wanted to find Abyssal Schilling. Then, she would be electrocuted once a day at 100,000 volts, once a day," Silvia said honestly.
What I was doing instantly stopped. "What the heck? Why does she have such a huge grudge?"
"Why can't she have such a huge grudge?" Silvia's tone instantly changed. In an instant, she went from being slow to being unprecedentedly quick-witted. "I've suffered so much because of her. I don't believe that she didn't realize that Ockham is full of evil tricks. Also, there's the chaotic situation in the Abyss. Everyone is in danger, warlords are fighting each other, and there are separatist forces everywhere. I was abandoned after losing a battle. Why can't I have a grudge? Even having a grudge is already a light punishment! "
It was obvious that Belavilla had woken up. After so many years of recuperation, although she still couldn't stay awake for long periods of time, she could already grasp the external environment in real time. Moreover, she could seamlessly switch with Silvia at any time. I stared blankly at the impassioned silver-haired woman. After a long while, I finally found a chance to interrupt. I smiled awkwardly. "Err, Abyssal Schilling's style of doing things is indeed ruthless. But if you put it this way, Halland should have a bigger grudge than you. You were sold alone, while Halland was sold along with his entire family. Also, the story of him being a 'transport captain' has almost spread throughout the capital."
"Pfft, at least he's fine now." Belavilla curled her lips. "Look at how schizophrenic I am."
Speaking of schizophrenia, I couldn't help but let my thoughts wander. I know more than one schizophrenic. Other than Bellavilla Silvia, who split herself passively, there's also Tawil, who split himself to the acme of perfection, Xi Ling Xi Ling from the Abyss, who had a history of over seventy thousand years, and the Xi Ling Xi Ling from the Abyss not long ago … It seems that among the Xi Ling Apostles, anyone who can use schizophrenia as an active skill must be a fierce person. Bellavilla isn't proficient enough in the skill, so she isn't fierce enough. Right now, she can only stay here and sell cakes, and occasionally go to the base to teach the ravens how to make fireballs …
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