allendalepharm Chapter 610 The Clergymen Whose Worldviews Are Shaken
Chapter 610 The Clergymen Whose Worldviews Are Shaken
Chapter 610-109- The Clergymen Whose Worldviews Are Shaken
The reliefs on the murals are lifelike.
Although it has gone through a long period of sedimentation, the appearance that is extremely similar to the statue of the god, and the holy emblem that is obvious as can be, all reveal the identity of the young man on the relief.
The God of Creation - Harald!
Of course, if the clergy of the Holy Court only saw the mural reliefs of the Lord God here, they would at most be confused, and would not be surprised or even frightened, even though the holy emblem was not exactly the same as the cross worshipped by the church.
What really made them angry and even terrified was that the god in the relief... was actually worshiping another being!
Lord God!
That’s the God of Creation!
The god who created the world of Miriam, the beginning of everything and the end of everything!
He is one and He is everything. He is the starting point and end point of all things and is the absolute supreme!
How could such a great legend like him possibly surrender to another being? !
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
Blasphemy!
This is absolutely blatant blasphemy!
"Blasphemy! This is blasphemy against our Lord! This is an evil mural that disrupts our inner faith! This is a conspiracy of the devil and evil gods! We must destroy these filthy things that slander our Lord!"
A young high priest said angrily.
However, the faces of several elderly cardinals who followed Charlotte into this space showed hesitation and suspicion.
Acting Chief Judge Aaron also had a solemn expression. He looked at the subversive relief and fell into deep thought, as if he was recalling something.
Even Angus, the Grand Master of the Knights Templar who had been angry just now, fell into a strange silence after a brief rage.
Demon Hunter Cardinal Selina took a step forward.
She reached out her hand and stroked the rough mural, her gaze finally resting on the mysterious woman sitting high on the throne.
Her eyes fixed on the throne surrounded by roses, she sighed and said:
"I recognize this throne."
"This should be the Blood Throne in the blood clan legend. The woman sitting on this throne... is probably the legendary ancestor of the blood clan - the Blood True Ancestor!"
"Impossible! This is blasphemy! As the incarnation of holiness, as the God of Creation who created the entire world, how could my Lord possibly submit to an evil alien god?!"
The young priest said excitedly.
But Serena just sighed.
Her eyes moved back and fell on the series of murals behind this most eye-catching mural.
It was a series of war murals.
It can be seen that there are various strange wars between humans and suspected evil gods and evil creatures.
And at the forefront of the human side, leading humans to fight against the alien gods, is the mysterious woman sitting high on the throne.
Behind her, there were several beings enveloped in halos, each with a symbol of their own.
Only myths have their own symbols...
Obviously, these beings are following the mysterious woman, or more accurately, following the myth of the Blood True Ancestor!
And at the forefront of those myths, standing behind the True Ancestor of Blood, is the young man on the sculpture, the God of Creation worshipped by the Holy Royal Court!
Quiet.
Deadly quiet.
When the clergy looked at the war murals, everyone seemed to be frozen in deathly silence.
In this world, the person who knows you best is often your enemy.
Similarly, what the priests of the Holy Court know best is also the Holy Court’s greatest enemy.
Ever since the Holy Royal Court founded the religion, there has been only one person who has been designated as an enemy by the Royal Court and has been fighting against it for a thousand years.
That's the vampire clan.
All the clergy present were high-level clergy.
And there is no high-level clergy who is not familiar with the vampires.
Perhaps they don't know about the Blood True Ancestor who disappeared long before the establishment of the Royal Court. Perhaps they don't know about the royal blood descendants who were actively hidden or even erased by the blood clan in the Blood Moon Era, but they know all too well about the other major clans of the blood clan.
Inside the church, the information about vampires could fill a library, especially the information about the five surviving clans of vampires.
Almost all high-level clergymen are familiar with the clan emblems of the five major blood clans, and have even conducted in-depth research on the betrayal of the blood ancestors by the major blood clans in history.
That is why, when they saw the symbols on the mural clearly, they quickly recognized that they were the clan emblems of the major vampire clans!
Those beings who stand with the "Lord God of Creation" and those beings who "follow" the True Ancestor of Blood together with the "Lord God of Creation" are none other than the princes and nobles of the major clans in the legends of the blood clan!
Of course, what terrified the clergy was not the murals about the mythology of the blood clan seen in this temple that was exactly the same as the Holy Palace.
What made them feel terrified was the appearance of the God of Creation in the mural and the position of the God of Creation in the mural.
All mythological murals have their due meanings.
Mythology is the master of the Miria continent. When it comes to mythology, regardless of good or evil, all murals will be prepared as carefully as possible to avoid angering the gods...
For this reason, murals buried in history are often more real and accurate than the classics handed down.
Then the problem is coming.
Murals of vampire mythology appeared in the temple of the "Lord of Creation".
The "Lord of Creation" himself also appears in the murals of the vampire mythology.
It is suspected that he accepted the first embrace of the Blood True Ancestor. He surrendered and worshipped the Blood True Ancestor. Together with several other major clans, he followed the Blood True Ancestor in his battles.
So...what is His identity?
Looking at the history of the blood clan, looking at the transition between the two eras, the vague records at the beginning of the founding of the Holy Royal Court, and the various myths and legends that were obviously deliberately hidden or even destroyed, the answer... is actually about to come out.
"No... Impossible! This is impossible!"
The young priest's voice trembled, and he fell to the ground in despair.
However, the elderly cardinals who followed the investigation team into here had complicated expressions.
"Could it be... Could it be that the rumor from many years ago was true? Could it be... that the description in that blasphemous poem is true? Could it be... that my Holy Royal Court was once a branch of the blood race..."
A cardinal priest murmured palely.
silence……
After a moment, another cardinal priest looked at the statue of the Lord God at the front of the temple, his expression becoming more complicated:
"The Church...has never recorded any information about the beginning of its founding..."
More silence...
The clergy were in a state of dismay. They stared blankly at the exquisite relief murals, as if all their strength had been drained away at once.
Obviously, their worldview since the establishment of their faith has been shaken today.
"Calm down! Everyone! We still can't be sure where this place is! We are here to track down the apostates. I'm afraid all this is a conspiracy by the apostates to shake our faith!"
Angus, Grand Master of the Knights Templar, roared.
"But...but..."
Some priests looked at the holy light that had not yet dissipated from the Grand Master and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Angus also noticed their gaze. He looked down at himself, was silent for a moment, and then cheered up again:
"But what? But the statue here actually responded to me?"
"Don't forget! The apostate holds the Mirek Shrine in his hand! The Mirek Shrine can not only open up space, but also use the opened space to create illusions! There can't be two holy palaces in this world. This must be an illusion created by the apostate!"
Having said that, Grand Commander Angus looked at Charlotte again:
"Lady Saint, please say something! Strengthen our faith and never let the apostates succeed!"
However, after he finished speaking, he was stunned.
He saw that Charlotte had walked in front of the statue of the Lord God at some point.
She stared at the tall statue with an indescribable complex emotion.
Obviously her body looked much smaller than the statue, but when she stood next to the statue, she gave people a subtle feeling that she was taller than the statue.
"I see. So you... left me such a gift..."
He heard Her Highness the Saint mutter.
"Lord Saint?"
Angus called out again.
But Charlotte seemed to be attracted by something and did not respond.
Angus looked at the Demon Hunter Cardinal Selina again. Selina was also lost in thought, as if considering something.
He looked at several cardinals, but they avoided his gaze with complicated expressions.
Angus's expression changed.
Although he didn't want to say it explicitly, even he had to admit that after seeing the sacred oath and the contents of the mural, almost all the high-ranking clergy present were shaken.
Gritting his teeth, Angus looked serious and shouted:
"Knights Templar, listen up! Destroy all these evil reliefs and murals that blaspheme our Lord!"
The Templars looked at each other with hesitation.
"What? Could it be that you really believe the lies these apostates have made up? This is all a conspiracy of the apostates! It is a conspiracy of those traitors who betrayed the God of Creation and the myth of creation!"
Angus said angrily.
"Haha, a traitor who betrayed the creation myth? How ridiculous! Angus, you pathetic and ignorant guy, you are really a loyal dog of Harald, the thief of religion!"
A majestic and vicissitudes voice echoed in the temple. With the sound of the scepter hitting the ground, Gregory XII walked out from the shadow of the temple.
He was dressed in gorgeous clothes, wearing a holy crown on his head, and a golden sun symbol was painted on his divine robe.
"Gregory!"
Grand Commander Angus's expression became serious, with anger in his pupils.
Demon Hunter Cardinal Selina and several other cardinals quickly regained their composure and looked at the "fallen" chief with vigilance.
But Gregory XII did not look at them.
His gaze rested on the tall statue and on the girl in front of the statue.
He leaned forward slightly, respectfully performed an ancient etiquette towards the girl, and said with a smile:
"Your Highness, we meet again."
As he spoke, he paused again, his smile faded, his expression solemn, but his slightly bent figure still maintained the respect of a lower-ranking person to a higher-ranking person:
"Do not……"
"Perhaps, I should call you by your real name, such as... the God of Darkness, or... the True Ancestor of Blood!"
"You said, am I right? The origin of the bloodline, the king of the eternal night, the returning immortal, the master and true ancestor of the blood moon... the 'great'... the savior?"
The God of Darkness... The True Ancestor of Blood?!
The clergy opened their eyes wide in shock.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the girl in front of the statue.