You said you could kill the evil spirits without me, why are you crying now?

Chapter 246: A hundred rivers cannot flow as far as the sea

"Your Majesty, there has been some movement over there."

Intelligence officers hurried along.

Coming before His Majesty Shah Rukh, who was dressed in gorgeous attire, he said respectfully and quietly, “They sent more than a dozen helicopters loaded with photos.

The photos all showed the strange evil spirit Shy One who had appeared in the White-Red Empire and caused widespread destruction.

The Shy Ones originated from the Black Continent steppes, where the Chu River once appeared, and it must have been obtained from there.

Now they are using helicopters to continuously drop these photos over the territory of our White Elephant Empire.
Trying to trigger the Shy's massacre rules on a large scale.

Our defense team has been dispatched and is recovering the photos to prevent excessive damage."

"They should know the rules of recycling."

King Shah Rukh had a calm face when he heard the news.

Without revealing the slightest emotion, his eyes were fixed on the tightly closed majestic hall in front of him from beginning to end.

"I know." The intelligence officer responded.

The great master stood in front.
They were performing a strange dance, and many believers around them were chanting hymns and devotional songs.

The face of the Grand Master is painted with colorful patterns, which makes him look even more mysterious.

The chanting became louder and louder, and the Grand Master suddenly stopped.

Then he knelt down in the direction of the temple and slammed his forehead heavily on the ground.

"It is not the blow of the hammer! It is the song and dance of the water that makes the pebbles perfect!"

“A hundred logs cannot fill a fire pit, and a hundred rivers cannot flow across the sea.”

"Don't be afraid of an opponent who is like a drawn sword, but beware of an enemy who disguises himself as a friend."

The Grand Master was mumbling something, and the eyes of the many believers around him suddenly became confused.

He began to gradually repeat the words spoken by the great master.

At this moment, an unprecedented strange sound began to gather in the majestic temple.

The sound initially sounded like tiny glass beads falling on a jade plate, crisp and distant, and gradually gathered into a majestic force, like thousands of rivers returning to the sea, unstoppable.

As the sound surged, the bricks and stones of the temple trembled slightly, releasing an ancient and powerful force.

In an instant, the entire temple was shrouded in a layer of brilliant colorful light. The light was so bright that it was definitely not something in this mortal world. It was like the first ray of dawn at daybreak, yet it contained endless depth and vastness.

The rosy glow rose up like a rolling sea of ​​clouds, slowly spreading to the sky, turning the entire sky into a flowing and gorgeous picture.

The colorful lights interweave and shine together, so beautiful that it is breathtaking.

In this bizarre and strange world, a Buddhist sound quietly sounded, upright and solemn, harmonious and elegant yet clear.
It is so pure that it can cleanse all the dust in the world, and its fragrance can spread far and wide, penetrate the clouds, and reach the deepest corners of people's hearts.

Under this sacred rhythm, divine birds of various shapes and gorgeous feathers flapped their wings and emerged from the sunset glow.

Some of them soared in the sky, some hovered on the top of the temple, and their wings spread out, scattering countless tiny spots of light.

Just like a gentle waterfall of light, it gently falls on the shoulders of every devout person.

This light seems to have magical powers, making people feel comfortable and relaxed. All the pain and fatigue disappear at this moment, leaving only peace and tranquility of the soul.

"My broken leg actually grew back."

"My eyes can see now. It turns out that this world is so beautiful and the gods are so magnificent."

"God, this is the real God."

The believers and the surrounding people were deeply moved by this sudden miracle. Without exception, they all knelt on the ground, their eyes filled with excitement, fanaticism and piety.

Their faces were illuminated by the sunset glow, looking sacred and solemn, and their eyes sparkled with an unprecedented brightness.
It is a deep awe of the unknown power and an ardent desire for a better life.

There is an indescribable rich fragrance in the air, it is the fragrant smell of faith and hope intertwined, which is intoxicating.

The divine birds continued to dance gracefully in the rosy glow; their chirping sounds were perfectly interwoven with the Buddhist chants, forming together the most moving and magnificent piece of music between heaven and earth.

In this grand movement, everyone has found his or her own place. No matter the sadness or fear in their hearts, they have been completely replaced by this magnificence and beauty.

King Shah Rukh's body was also trembling slightly. This was the first time he felt the mysterious power of God.

As the king of the White Elephant Empire, he naturally had no shortage of women. It was no exaggeration to say that he had three thousand beauties in his harem.
This was the treatment a king deserved, so Shah Rukh often partied every night and indulged in love.

In addition, he is old, his hair has turned gray, and his ability in that area has been almost lost. He takes many medications, which continue to squeeze the potential of his body.

Now he is almost in a state of disability, but when the endless rays of light fell on him just now,

King Shah Rukh actually felt his baby's reaction again, and all the fatigue and weakness in his body disappeared in an instant.

Even his hair became black and thick again.

King Shah Rukh felt that his physical condition at this moment was probably comparable to that when he was in his twenties or thirties.

"Today, our White Elephant Empire is invaded by foreign enemies. Please ask the Supreme God to help and protect the people of the country."

The Grand Master slowly raised his body, looked devoutly at the colorful rays of light, and shouted loudly.

"Please ask the Supreme God to help and protect the people of this country!"

All the people kept kowtowing: "Please, Supreme God, take action and kill the evildoer Chu He!"

"can."

In the depths of the boundless sea of ​​​​rosy clouds, a vague and sacred voice of God quietly descended.

It brushes gently past everyone's ears, like the most delicate breeze in early spring, carrying no trace of worldly noise, leaving only tranquility and cleansing of the soul.

This sound seems to come from ancient times, and yet it seems to travel through the future. It penetrates the shackles of time.
It hits the softest part of people's hearts and makes people indulge in it involuntarily.

As the voice of the gods sounded, the already extremely brilliant sunset glow became even more mysterious and solemn.

They are no longer a simple accumulation of colors; light and color begin to diffuse and render, just like the smudge technique in ink painting, but more vivid and three-dimensional.

These lights flow slowly across the vast sky, interweaving and merging with each other, forming a series of breathtakingly beautiful pictures.

This light quickly spread towards the boundless sky, just like the first ray of sunlight at dawn penetrating the clouds and illuminating every corner of the world.

But the difference is that this light is not a single daylight, but is colorful, brilliant, yet surprisingly harmonious and unified, without the slightest glare or publicity.

They gently wrap every inch of land, every leaf, and even every person's face, giving them unprecedented comfort and peace.

On this land of the White Elephant Empire shrouded in colorful lights, we really arrived at the legendary paradise of the gods.

There are no worries, no sorrows here, only endless joy and peace.

People looked up and saw the colorful lights in the sky seemed within reach. They gently touched everyone's heart and brought an indescribable sense of happiness.

"In this battle, the White Elephant Empire will win." All the people stood up.

At the same time, this scene was also broadcast live on the spot by many media around the world.

[I wish all readers a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, a successful start, rapid advancement, continuous advancement, and a life full of energy and vitality!!!]

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