Bright Era

Chapter 529: Man without destiny

Think about it, today's pig head should have not been bathed for nearly three days! ! !

Well, the dirty and bitterly forced Dutou to ask for monthly and recommended tickets!

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On the highest tower of Dunelker Cathedral, Du Wen held his hands behind his back, condescendingly overlooking the blazing Dunelker Harbor.

Beside him, there was a pale golden one-person-tall spindle floating, and countless gold threads that were countless times thinner than a human hair shot out of the spindle, and gradually disappeared into the air. Among these countless golden threads, there are hundreds of thousands of golden threads that shoot in the direction of Dunerker, shining with dazzling blood.

Every time I breathed, a few **** golden threads would break, and a low, miserable howl came from the spindle.

Du Wen sneered, his fingers flicking rapidly behind him, silently counting. From the beginning of the riot to the present, more than 10,000 gold wires have been broken, which proves that more than 10,000 people have died in this riot. This spindle is the artifact of the goddess of destiny enshrined in the temple of destiny in the church-the projection of the spindle of destiny!

The Spindle of Destiny, one of the church's most famous artifacts, is the same as the light rod of the **** of dawn, it is a supreme artifact with unlimited power. The legendary Fate Spindle can detect the fate of all creatures in this world. The golden thread spun by the Fate Spindle can control and influence the fate of all creatures.

Although the spindle around Du Wen is only a projection of the real spindle of destiny, the power of this projection has reached the level of a semi-artifact. With the power of this projection, Du Wen can control the fate of all creatures within five hundred miles of Dun'erke.

The Goddess of Destiny, like other gods, fell into an eternal sleep, but the Spindle of Destiny was enshrined in the Temple of Destiny, held by the seven great temples of the Temple of Destiny. Du Wen has a good relationship with the Temple of Destiny, and even has a deep interest entanglement, so he can easily obtain the permission of the Seven Great Temples and the right to use the power projection of the Destiny Spindle for seven days.

"A group of fragile ants, your destiny is doomed but you don't know it. All your struggles and struggles are just a joke! Your life is controlled by us; your body and soul are the property of the gods; you Everything belongs to the gods; when the gods do not appear, everything about you, whether it is your spirit, your flesh, your blood, or your property, belongs to us servants of the gods!"

Du Wen smiled gently, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked the projection of the spindle of fate.

The destiny spindle of pure energy condensation is cold, smooth, and hard, and its curving arc is truly charming. When Du Wen stroked the spindle, he even felt that he was stroking the carcass of a stunning beauty. His body was trembling slightly. At such a terrible moment, he unexpectedly had a kind of impulse and beauty that he should never have. Read.

"If this is the real spindle of fate!" Du Wen took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his desire.

Now you have to think about how to calm down the riots in Dunerke, the rich merchants and nobles in Dunerke have been scared out of their fear? When the army riots and their lives are precarious, the rescuers of the church will come to heaven. They will be grateful, right?

With a light cough, Du Wen looked at the heroic man holding a one-horned flying-wing gold helmet with one hand, wearing gold armor and a heavy sword on his back, standing beside him: "Captain Zafi, now It's up to you. The Guardian Knights are ready to dispatch, I will let the priests cooperate with your actions. There are a group of devout believers in Dunelker, and your first task is to ensure their safety first!"

Zhafi, the commander of the Seventh Division of the Church Guardian Knights, bowed deeply to Du Wen respectfully, and promised.

Du Wen slowly reported the names of more than a dozen families and their family residences to Zafi. These families are all families that have a good relationship with Du Wen. They either consecrated a huge amount of money to Dunelker Cathedral, or they have a close business relationship with the church leaders of Dunelker Cathedral, or some of their family’s ladies and young ladies once entered Du Wen The sleeping hall.

All in all, these families are all hard-core old friends of Dunelker Cathedral, and Du Wen is the first to rescue them!

Zafi nodded knowingly, he was Du Wen's confidant, and he knew exactly what his immediate boss was. The families whose names are published by Du Wen must be preserved. As for the other families in Dun Erke, it is not bad to let them suffer. It is best for them to kill and wound some of the clans. Du Wen knows that they can join forces with other families to annex them. , This is completely in the interest of the church.

After pondering for a moment, Du Wen stretched out his finger and swiped at the Fate's Spindle at will. At least 60,000 thin gold threads were cut off by his finger.

"Dun Erke has too many garrisons in the Empire, which is not in our interest! Especially the Cedar Legion, he is basically that man's private army, which should not be the case. So, taking advantage of the frenzy of these soldiers, Give them a lesson. The size of the Cedar Legion is maintained at around 30,000. This is the will of the gods!"

A grim and cruel smile appeared on Zaffy's face. He responded in a low voice, then turned around and walked down the tower with a sonorous pace.

Du Wen carried his back, and all the priests around him had been dispatched. It was almost dawn, and the riot should be over. The army of the church will come to Dunelker as a savior. Du Wen only needs to sit here and then sit back and enjoy the credit.

Gently stroking the smooth curve of the Destiny Spindle, Du Wen suddenly flashed past the beautiful statue of the Destiny Goddess enshrined in the Temple of Destiny. The Qi Nian he had just forcibly pushed down suddenly spewed out like a volcano. He coughed a few times, looked around, and then flicked his fingers gently.

A curtain in the corner of the tower moved slightly, and from a hidden door, a pretty girl in a white apprentice suit was about to walk out. She looked at Du Wen with a hint of panic, and bowed down to Du Wen respectfully: "Your Excellency, you..."

Du Wen grabbed the girl's neck, pulled her in front of him, and pressed her down impatiently. He muttered in a low voice: "This is the will of the gods, dear child. The glory of God is about to come to your body, you will be favored by God, you will be united with God, and you will feel the power of God... After enjoying the glory of God to the full, I will send you to the headquarters of the Holy Mountain Church!"

The girl who was struggling in panic heard Du Wen's last words, and her body suddenly softened.

She knows what it means to be sent to the church headquarters on the Holy Mountain, which means that she will start her development in the church from a higher starting point than her peers. After completing all the courses in the seminary of the church, she will skip the apprenticeship stage and directly become a true priest!

With Du Wen's support, she might even become the presiding godfather of a small diocese. Who knows?

The girl closed her eyes, spread her hands and legs, letting Du Wen do whatever she wanted on her. Perhaps this is the will of God. Isn't the Archbishop of Du Wensheng the most pious servant of the gods? He has such a huge power, has such a huge power, then he is the embodiment of the will of the gods. A pious divine light gushed out of the girl's body, and she began to firmly believe that what was about to merge into her body was a clone of the gods!

Just as Du Wen was about to enjoy the youthful and tender flesh below his body, he suddenly gave a horror and stood up busy.

The girl's eyes widened in surprise. She just wanted to ask something. Du Wen had already waved her hand slightly. Two weird figures in tight blood-colored leather clothes emerged from the air, knocked the girl out with a punch, and then supported her to The hidden door behind the curtain walked quickly. Behind these two blood-clothed men is a huge pale gold flame Holy Cross torture badge, which is a unique logo of the execution priest in the church ruling office.

"Strange, what is this?"

Du Wen almost lay on the top of the Fate's Spindle, his eyes shot a pale golden light, carefully distinguishing the extremely thin gold threads on the Fate's Spindle. "Such weird life fluctuations, aha, I caught you! The evil little devil, did you instigate the riots at Dunelker? That's great, if I didn't borrow the Spindle of Destiny, I really I can't catch you bastard!"

The Destiny Spindle made a deep hum, and a gorgeous light curtain spouted out of the Destiny Spindle. A gold thread with a faint black air plunged into the light curtain, and the figures of Arda and the donkey gradually appeared in the light curtain.

The donkey was slowly digging Alda out of the sand, and Alda flatly said something to the donkey.

A golden thread gradually implicated Arda from the light curtain, and the black energy became more and more intense, and a faint deep singing voice gushed out of the black energy.

"The whisper of the soul, the secret of the soul, this is a fallen demon soul mage! Great, you appeared too timely!"

"Dunelker Cathedral will hold a trial meeting to burn you demon in front of all Dunelker citizens! The culprit responsible for the deaths of tens of thousands of soldiers, you will become a rich chapter in Dunelker Cathedral, you will To make the greatest contribution for the light of the gods to cover the entire Dun Erke!"

Du Wen was so excited that he rubbed his hands together. The Fate Spindle is the Fate Spindle. It actually grasped Alda's destiny trajectory and brought Alda to Du Wen. But Du Wen suddenly jumped up in the next instant, and he howled hysterically: "But what's the matter with this donkey? Why doesn't he have a golden thread of fate? Why is he not perceived by the spindle of fate? What is going on? ?"

"Is there no fate? Isn't this donkey a phantom? Impossible, as long as it is a creature that exists in this world, its fate will be sensed by the Fate Spindle! Why is this donkey not captured by the Fate Spindle?"

Du Wen's eyes were brilliant, and he suddenly laughed weirdly.

"Elder Too, is this person and this donkey the heresy you are talking about? It's really, so funny!"

"A creature without destiny, where are they going? What do they want to do? I really look forward to it!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to recommend it. Tickets, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation.)

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