The Face Changing Warrior

Chapter 225 The First Pope

Where am I? Is it in a dream?

Roddy tried to open his eyes wide, but felt a little dazed, and there was darkness before him.

He couldn't help but smile, since he couldn't see anyway, what's the difference between opening and closing his eyes?

The surrounding area was not only pitch black, but there was no sound at all. In this darkness, the silence is enough to make people crazy. In this darkness, the eyes cannot see anything, and the ears cannot hear any sound. You don’t even know if you take a step forward, whether it’s a flat ground or a cliff. At this time, no matter what you are thinking, there is only one answer.

The answer is: I don’t know!

Perhaps the "unknown" is the greatest fear of mankind. Some people may not be afraid of death, but if you don't even know how you are going to die, when, how to die, isn't it the most terrifying thing?

Even if you are determined to die, when you close your eyes and wait for the knife to be cut, the knife has not fallen for a long time-this feeling is the most maddening!

Roddy sighed and was about to roar three times with all his strength, but suddenly heard a hoarse and thick voice slowly moaning...

"God said,'Let there be light'! So the world has light."

With this low groan, the surrounding area was instantly bright! The dazzling white light almost made Roddy unable to open his eyes. He waited until he was fully used to the strong light before shouting: "Who is it? Who is talking?"

The hoarse and thick voice did not answer him, but continued to mutter:

"God calls the light day, and the darkness the night. From then on the light is separated from the darkness!"

As soon as the voice fell, the strong light around it dimmed a lot. In the originally chaotic space, a strange scene of alternating day and night appeared. The sun and moon above rose and fell alternately, and the light and darkness in the space alternated back and forth...

"Who! Who is it!" Roddy was a little surprised and couldn't help yelling.

Roddy's voice echoed in the space, but the hoarse and thick voice still murmured to himself:

"God said that there must be life. So God made wild beasts, each according to its kind. Livestock, according to its kind. All insects on the ground, according to its kind. This world has life since then!"

With this voice that seemed to carry a certain mysterious color, scenes of illusions appeared around this space! The birds on that day, the beasts on the ground, the autumn insects that flap their wings, the leaping fish in the river...

The illusion appeared like a scene of brilliance, just like fragments around Roddy, one appeared, one disappeared, and then the scene slowly unfolded.

Roddy sank his heart now and stopped screaming. He simply sat down cross-legged and quietly looked at the illusions around him. Suddenly he moved in his heart and asked loudly, "Then, what else did God say?"

"God said, we must create man in our image and in our style! So there are people in this world!"

Suddenly there was a mass of gas-like objects in front of Roddy. The mass of gas was black and white, bright and dark. Then the shape changed continuously in the tossing, at first it changed into the appearance of birds and beasts, but it continued to change into a different shape after just a flash, and finally the shape changed into a crude human shape, and finally stopped changing. . This human-shaped air mass slowly changed from crude to delicate, and gradually formed the hands and feet, then the body, head, hair... and finally the face!

This was an old man who looked extremely old. He was wearing a gray tattered robe, his snow-white beard almost fell to his chest, and his wrinkled face had a somewhat calm smile.

His eyes looked at Roddy, who was sitting cross-legged in front of him, and then he spoke slowly. It was the hoarse and thick voice that had been talking just now.

He slowly said: "God created mankind to manage the fish in the sea, the birds in the sky, the livestock on the ground, and the whole earth, and all the insects that crawl on it."

His gaze stayed on Roddy's face, and slowly said: "So, there is this world. So, mankind has become the master of the world!"

The two stared at each other for a while, and Roddy suddenly laughed. He laughed louder and louder as if he had seen something ridiculous, and finally almost laughed out of tears.

"Nonsense!" The laughter suddenly stopped, and Roddy shouted boldly: "Humans have become the masters of the world?? Ridiculous! Ridiculous! If God has worked so hard to create this world, why should humans be allowed to dominate? Is there something wrong with God's brain? Is God a madman? Why didn't he become the master himself? Since it was given to others, why did he create this world in the first place?"

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the old man in front of him, but a smile of approval appeared on his face. He continued slowly: "God said to the world, believe in me, you have to live. Believe in me, be well-being. Believe in me, Be at peace. Believe in me and rest. Whatever I create, I will be praised."

"Hahaha..." Roddy laughed and said, "Look, these are the costs! What mankind dominates the world is not exchanged for these prices! They are just puppets! God's puppets are just watching! The slave with the master's face! If there is a slight dissatisfaction, I am afraid that God will take it all back, right?

Roddy sat on the ground, his laughter gradually stopped, his face showed contemplation, dragging his chin, and suddenly his face turned into a bitter expression: "I suddenly remembered that people keep pigs, horses, cattle and sheep. Here is. They feed and feed them, but in the end they still serve people." He raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him: "The relationship between gods and mankind you mentioned seems to be the same."

The old man still did not answer, and continued in that melodious tone: "The world is corrupted before God, and the earth is full of sins. God said, those who rebellious against God will take back what I have given! So on the fifteenth day of heavy rain, the earth was flooded. One hundred. On the fiftieth, all creatures with breath in their nostrils died on the dry land. Only the people who have received grace will live, protected by God."

Roddy still laughed again and clapped his hands and shouted, "Okay! Wonderful! What is the difference from our human emperor? It's just like the emperor. He saw disobedient subjects underneath. He was charged with rebellion and killed them all. Put to death, leaving only those obedient and obedient..."

The old man finally stopped talking and just looked at Roddy with a smile. Roddy lowered his head and pondered for a while, then raised his head and smiled: "Hey, old man, you told me so many stories, but they are all legends in the sacred canon. I have read them before. Who are you? What is this place?" He frowned: "I remember I was still fighting with people at sea, and then I was beaten into the bottom of the sea. Later..."

When he said this, he slowly stood up and smiled: "You won't be a monster on the bottom of the sea?"

The old man shook his head.

Roddy sighed and said, "Well, I don't like guessing like this the least."

The old man smiled a little in his eyes, and then he said: "Chapter 107: There are rebellious blasphemers in the world. God says, deprive him of his language and make him unable to speak. If you want to speak, you must praise me. ."

Roddy gave an "Ah", slapped his forehead, and smiled: "I understand. You are the kind of blasphemy, and turned into dumb by the gods. If you want to talk, you can only say praise to God, otherwise I can’t say a single word! Right?” At this point, Roddy shook his head and sighed: “No wonder, no wonder what you just said was from the sacred canon.” The more he thought about it, the more ridiculous he finally laughed. Said: "Those gods are really despicable home! Don't let others scold yourself, forget it, actually figured out such a wonderful way to turn those scolding themselves into dumb, and then let them speak only to praise God. ...Genius! Genius! This kind of punishment is really **** fun!"

The old man was not irritated at all, but looked at Roddy with a smile.

Roddy laughed for a while before he sighed, "Well, old man, what is this place? How did I get here?" Before the old man could speak, Roddy patted his forehead again and laughed: "I forgot, you can't talk casually... Well, this is hard to do... By the way!"

There was an expression of joy on his face: "You should be able to write? You can write it out."

The old man smiled with a helpless expression on his face. He stretched out a hand and waved it lightly, and a small piece of sandy ground appeared in the originally mixed space under his feet. He stretched out a foot and stroked on the sand, revealing a few words: "Ask."

Roddy took a deep breath and said, "Where is this place? Why am I here? Who are you?"

The old man looked at Roddy, stretched out his feet and drew a sentence on the ground: "Done?

Roddy glared at each other and continued to ask: "Ask so much first."

The old man did not say a word. He stretched out his feet and scribbled a few lines on the sand. As he wrote, Roddy read while reading, and slowly read the voice: "First question, cell! Second question : Too long...Hey, old man, what does it mean to be too long? Is it too long to say a few words? Okay, then the third question, you are..."

Roddy stopped speaking abruptly. Seeing the old man finished writing the last few words, Roddy suddenly raised his head and stared at him, his face full of surprise and incredible expression.

Because the answer to the third question is clearly written on the sand on the ground:

Moses, the first pope of the Church!

"Stop!"

The convoy was walking fast on the main road, and suddenly someone yelled from the guards beside the carriage behind.

The former deputy head of the Royal Knights of the Sauron Kingdom, Biya, was a little impatient, but he still ordered all his men to stop. After all, when he came, the king ordered him to maintain respect for the visitors from the bright continent.

"Lord Earl seems to be moving!" Those people wearing honor guard costumes around the carriage are the soldiers who followed Roddy to the Roland mainland.

Just now they were guarding the carriage by the side of the carriage, but suddenly they heard a burst of laughter from inside the carriage. That voice was the Lord Earl!

The two Royal Guards of the Light Empire who followed Roddy jumped off the horse, quickly grabbed the side of the carriage, opened the door and looked in.

I saw Lord Earl, who had been in a coma these days, lying there. Although his eyes were still closed, he grinned and grinned. In surprise, the two soldiers got in, shook Roddy several times, and called out loudly. But Roddy just smiled to himself, and even though the person next to him was shaking hard, he couldn't wake up at all.

Look at the way he laughs, as if an ordinary person laughs out loud when they have beautiful dreams.

"My lord, my lord won't be smashed that day..." a soldier said hesitantly.

"Hahahaha..." Roddy laughed, pointing to the old man in front of him, and gasping: "You, are you Moses? You are the believer of the most pious god, the greatest leader in the history of the religion, the Pope. Moses? The Moses who led mankind across the strait of thunder and created the miracle of diverting the sea to make way?"

The old man was not angry, he still looked at Roddy with a smile, and nodded. Roddy finally couldn't laugh, and whispered: "Okay, are you really kidding? Then I'm really surprised... If you are Moses, how could you be punished by God and not be able to speak? And, just now you said This is a cell? How could Moses be kept in a cell by God?"

"Profane!" The old man scratched out these words in the sand.

"But, aren't you the most devout believer? Didn't you touch the gods because of your devotion to the gods and gave you a Moses's scepter? Your scepter is still with me now!"

Moses shook his head, stretched out his feet and continued to row: "The magic scepter is not with you, but you and I are in the magic scepter!"

Roddy shook his body and stared at Moses.

"What's the matter with your lord?" The soldier who helped Rody smiled bitterly: "Why did the lord change his face and laugh for a while and seemed surprised. Did he dream of something?"

The person next to him had a mature and prudent personality. He pondered for a while and said in a low voice: "How do I know. I think that when I get to the place, I can find two magicians to have a look. We can't do anything about this. Don't act rashly." !"

Biya at the front of the queue was already a little impatient. His Majesty’s order was to receive the envoy to the capital as soon as possible. Now I see those people discussing around the carriage, and I don’t know what they are doing.

Biya jumped off his horse, ran over in stride, and just said loudly: "Everyone, it's not early, we have to hurry, I think..."

As soon as I said this, I heard a "shoo" sound!

Biya snorted, thrust an arrow in his shoulder, and immediately fell back! At the same time, seven or eight screams were heard, and many knights shot down.

"Someone attacked!!" The surrounding knights yelled loudly, drew out swords and surrounded them.

Several archers flashed out of the big trees on both sides of the road, and then dozens of people wearing black robes and face-covered jumped down from the trees, holding bright swords in their hands, and shouting in unison: "God Bless my people!" At the same time, he plunged into the chaotic queue! In a moment, he fought with the Royal Knights of the Sauron Kingdom.

"Damn it!" The warriors of the Royal Guards of the Bright Continental Army under Roddy immediately surrounded the carriage, and at the same time closed the door, forming a defensive formation!

I saw a tall man in black robes rushing in front of them. One of Roddy’s samurai yelled and raised his sword to greet him. Only a sharp metal intersecting collision was heard, and the samurai flew out sideways. , Fell far to the ground, struggled a few times, and fainted.

The other samurai were experienced soldiers, and they were not surprised to see a strong enemy! One of them shouted in a deep voice: "Everyone first work together to kill this person!"

With an order, these warriors automatically divided into two groups, leaving five people guarding the carriage, and a dozen others surrounded them and attacked together.

These people are good at reaching out. They are warriors carefully selected from the Imperial Palace of the Light, but the tall black-robed masked man is terrifying. He cut down half of the people in two strokes, and one of the samurai was even worse. He immediately split the man with a sword in half!

The eyes of the few people on the side were red, and they shouted in unison, and they all resorted to the tactics of dying, ignoring the opponent's offense at all, and they all shot without return! It's completely a life-for-life style of play.

"Om, it seems you are not doing it anymore." Seeing that the tall black-robed man was surrounded, a lazy voice came from a big tree beside him, and he saw a black-clothed man sitting on the trunk. , A pair of legs hung in the air and shook, with a sneer in his tone, he sneered: "A few samurai made you messy? Hahahaha..."

"Shut up!" The black-robed man who was under siege suddenly cursed, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and the sword in his hand suddenly exploded with a fierce golden vindictiveness, and his body suddenly seemed to soar a little. He only heard two short screams, he swept across with a sword, and immediately cut the two samurai beside him into two pieces!

While the blood was spraying, the man sitting next to the tree trunk suddenly laughed and gloated, "Aha! Aum, you are done! The boss said that you are not allowed to use grudge! You dare to disobey the boss's order! Hahahaha! "

The black-robed man Om was even more angry, and cursed: "If you don't come to help, you will only make trouble! Why don't you be vindictive? Isn't it because you are afraid of revealing the secret? You can kill all of them without saving!"

He kept talking, but the sword in his hand was even more frightening. After two sentences, four more samurai were killed by him!

The remaining warriors were horrified, and one of them shouted: "Go and take the Lord Earl back quickly! Let's break!"

As soon as he finished saying this sentence, he saw a cold light flashing in front of him, and there was a sharp pain on his arm, and he screamed. It turned out that the arm holding the sword was cut off by the elbow! This samurai was naturally brave, and he yelled at this point, and he rushed up, hugged the man in black, and said loudly, "Go back!"

With a loud noise, his body suddenly fell apart, and the flesh and blood flew across, a golden vindictive spirit rose, and the blood mist filled the man in black. He said angrily: "Damn it, it actually soiled my noble body! "