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The fifth-order spiritual mentor Eric stood on the broken high platform. Behind him was a broken wall. The magnificent Dawn Cathedral was completely wiped out. The sun hit his face, but it could not bring him any warmth. .

Frozen to the bone.

"Bellegarde, is she back again?"

The humming of his head, the death of the 6th order, the destruction of the church, that is, two consecutive blows, have made him lose the ability to think.

"It's divine punishment, it's divine punishment!"

"The Goddess of Dawn has lost the ability to protect us!"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

No one agrees.

Compared with the fire of the bell tower and the explosion of the Cross Street, what happened in front of me was obviously much more shocking. The so-called Dawn Cathedral was not a separate building.

It is a whole piece of continuous buildings that occupy the entire block.

The so-called church district was named after it.

But what about now?

Along with the Church of the Morning Sun, the prestige established by the church over the past 20 years was also destroyed. Once the faith collapsed, it would be impossible to gather again in a short period of time.

"Say something, think about it, say something." Mayor Wallace walked over to Eric and reminded in a low voice.

Eric turned his head, his face was as pale as a dead man, the blood vessels on his forehead were thick, and it seemed that something was squirming in it.

"Eric." Wallace took a half step back carefully. Eric's mental state was very wrong at this time. Similar scenes reminded him of Bennett who had lost control at City Hall.

"It doesn't matter, this is the test of the goddess." Taking a deep breath, Eric tried to calm himself down.

"What should we do?" Wallace's face was bitter. A few minutes ago, he thought his political career would be ruined here, but now, his worries are unnecessary.

Haha, those angry congressmen and nobles may join forces to guillotine him, and his life is about to die. What is a political career?

Squinting and turning against the light, he saw a familiar figure not far away.

Marek.

He saw the man's hips shaking, and his right hand made a fist and stretched out his middle finger. Although he couldn't understand the specific meaning of this gesture, Wallace felt a strong sense of humiliation from Marek's actions.

On the other side, hidden in the crowd, Savery glanced at his teacher, "Is this the meteorite from the starry sky contract?"

"Damn meteorites are falling, this is a meteor shower!" Newcomen crooked his mouth.

"Damn it, if the sixth-order star sages have this kind of power, what kind of artillery do the two countries need when they fight? Let these guys go around the center of each other's city, and all the kings and nobles will be killed together. ."

"It's so weird, I didn't notice any fluctuations in extraordinary power at all, what about the star sage who released the meteorite from the sky?" New Kemen frowned.

"Could that guy have opened a gate of starry sky and transferred the meteor showers that fell from other places here?"

After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't make up my mind, "Humph, this kind of thing happened, the Church of Oracle has no way to stand in Liam City, a sixth-order died, and a church was destroyed, but there was no trace of the murderer. did not see."

"In my impression, the Oracle Church has never suffered such a big loss."

Not only Newcomen, the initiator of all this, Sigmund, who was also hiding in the crowd, was also surprised. The meteorite he released was much more powerful than Bellegarde.

"Is it the enhancement of the nightmare carriage, or is this the true power of the meteorites?"

At this time, Malek took the initiative to stand up. He led the other demon hunters to maintain order, evacuate the crowd, and most importantly...

Group photo.

This guy even let the little fat Harris push a huge camera in a cart, and took a group photo in front of the ruins of the Cathedral of Dawn with other demon hunters in front of all the priests.

This move made Eric, who was almost mentally broken down, almost out of control.

After doing all this, he walked up to Mayor Wallace, "Dear Mayor, I want to build a memorial plaza for the Cross Street bombing here."

Wallace's face stiffened.

"There are several statues standing in the square. I have a little idea about the image of the statues..."

"Impossible, this is the Church of Dawn..." Eric stepped forward and interrupted Malek.

"Oh?" He pretended to look around, "Where is the church you said?"

"Don't say one, we can build ten at once." With a huge empire and dependent countries backing it, building a church is an easy task.

"This is not a question of whether you want to or not, but a question of whether we agree or not. Do you think the citizens of Liam City would agree with you to build a church here after such a thing happened?"

"Or, what if it's built, I can't say which day, bang! It was blown flat again."

Eric's face was ashen, and he glanced at Wallace, who was sympathetic. They knew that, at least in Liam City, the era of the Oracle Church was over.

On the other side, Sigmon left with the evacuated crowd, and he did not plan to meet Marek and the others until the official funeral.

The feeling of the memory being erased was still affecting him, and he was even worried that there was an unknown existence that could directly see through a person's thoughts.

If Teresa was really weird, then Malek and the others would have behaved differently at the funeral after learning that they were still alive.

To be on the safe side, Sigmund decided to wait until the funeral was over before contacting Malek. As for now, he suppressed the urge to go directly to Teresa.

Although the destruction of the Dawn Cathedral did not cause any casualties, the impact on the entire city was far greater than before.

The news spread all over the city, and everyone was talking about the far-reaching consequences of the incident.

In the morning, not long after the sun rose, the sky became eerily gloomy, and it soon began to rain, and it did not stop until the afternoon.

Because of the rain, fewer people went out, and with the destruction in the early morning, the whole city seemed to lose its vitality.

Chengnan Cemetery.

Holding an umbrella, Malek and the others put their affairs aside and attended Sigmon's funeral on time. There was no prayer from the clergy, and the cemetery was silent, except for the sound of rain beating on the tombstone.

In the coffin, only the clothes Sigmon usually wore and the twisted cane picked up from the explosion site were buried and buried, and those who participated in the funeral came to Lawrence and Teresa one after another.

"Please grief."

Lawrence looked tired and sad, but Teresa was calm.

Just when the entire funeral process ended normally ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Standing under the umbrella, Teresa suddenly raised her head, her eyes locked in a certain direction.

"What's wrong?" Lawrence found her odd.

"It's nothing, I saw a strange person."

Everyone was silent in front of the tombstone, and flowers broken by Teresa herself were neatly placed on the wet soil.

On the tombstone is inscribed:

Here is buried a son, a brother, and a respectable stranger.

In the shadows in the distance, Sigmon's heart was beating wildly, and at the moment when Teresa's eyes were wrong, the energy in the hourglass in his consciousness exploded.

"My sister, who are you?"

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