God obsession system

In the cell, Dominic was still in a daze at this moment.

"No, isn't King Arthur a legend in Ireland and Scotland? How could he really appear in this world?

That boy Barron's surname is not really Pendragon, but he changed his surname later, it's not alchemy. . . "

The man muttered softly to himself.

Arthur was not angry when he heard the words, but just smiled meaningfully.

"Little wizard, let me ask you, how dare you be sure that the Merlin you believe in is real?

Don't forget, he and I appeared in the same legend. "

Dominic was speechless for a moment.

Just listen to Arthur continue.

"Many gods first appeared, not because they existed in the first place, but because the belief and will of countless people led to the gathering of extraordinary power in the world.

Therefore, as long as someone remembers the story of King Arthur and his twelve knights of the round table, and someone is willing to fulfill the rules of the knights of the round table, then King Arthur will never disappear.

Gods are not to be feared, only the will of man is a truly powerful weapon. "

There was a little regret on the man's face.

"Unfortunately, I understand this a little late"

Dominic seemed to think of something, and said suddenly.

"Arthur... Sir, have you ever considered having the opportunity to go to the Sakura Country together?"

If Arthur was brought together by faith and will, wouldn't he go to Sakurajima? . .

"You can just call me Arthur, what else are you doing there?"

Arthur was a little curious.

"Haha, it's okay, even your legend has been circulating over there, and I feel that the people there should also need your rescue."

"Oh, yes, when the matter here is over, let's go and have a look again."

The man was noncommittal, walked up to Dominic, held the handcuffs, aroused extraordinary strength, and gently tore it into two sections.

"Come on, go out and see."

Feeling the extraordinary power returning to his body, Dominic stood up and nodded.

"Ok."

. . .

Walking out of the basement, the two came to a deep corridor, dazzled by the dazzling array of sculptures and murals.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

Arthur sighed.

"Every mural and sculpture shows the stories or gods in the Holy Code.

Whenever a disaster strikes the world, believers will always pray to the gods they believe in in order to obtain salvation.

When a hero really appeared and led people out of the disaster with his incomparably strong will, these believers would call him the savior and attribute it to the gift of the gods of light.

In fact, the only ones who can really save them are themselves. "

"Arthur, I feel that your thoughts seem to be somewhat similar to those of the Chinese people in the East."

Dominic weighed his words.

"Huaxia people, that beautiful country with a long history, I like them more and more."

Arthur looked up and looked forward, with some worry in his eyes, he stopped talking, but accelerated his pace.

The corridor is not too long, and it takes less than 5 minutes to walk to the end.

Pushing open the huge gilded wooden door at the end of the corridor, the magnificent and solemn hall appeared in front of you, but the Milan Cathedral, which was originally crowded with tourists, was unusually quiet at this time, and the solemn hymns disappeared, only the sound of chewing came from one after another. Came from the corner.

The ground covered with religious patterns was stained with blood, and corpses lay here and there on neatly arranged wooden benches. Some people were still in prayer postures before they died, staring at the cross in their hands in despair.

The gods carved from marble looked down condescendingly, looking indifferently at everything in front of them.

Dominic felt as if he was not in the abode of the gods, but in hell.

Suddenly, he felt that his arm was grabbed by a big hand, and the huge force dragged him to run out uncontrollably, and all the monsters rushing towards him smelling the smell along the way were blown away.

All the way out of the church, the dazzling sunlight in southern Europe made Dominique, who had been in the dark cell for a long time, unable to open his eyes.

Covering his forehead with his hands, the man who slowly regained his sight was dumbfounded by the scene in front of him.

"Is this really hell..."