Angel on earth

There was a low whine from the tall gate.The night wind gently snuffed out the candle, and the blood-red moonlight poured down on the cold wind.

A short, thin knight with his back facing the gate knelt and prayed under the huge statue of the god standing on the cherubim holding the sun cross sickle, with seraphs playing music and singing on the left and right sides.In fact, the chest of the statue was hollowed out, and it was a pulpit that would only be moved out for the most solemn festivals. The pope and saints walked into the heart of God stepping on the limbs of the seraphs.

A scarlet cloak that reached the ground was draped over the knight's shoulders, and a red feather was also inserted on the helmet beside him.The clear voice muttered words, but it was as dark as the interior of the sanctuary.

He murmured:

"...Our Father in heaven, your kingdom come, your will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Forgive the transgression of your son of a sinner, and cleanse his heart, for he said to you Presumptuous word, stabbing his brother..."

After praying, the knight put on his helmet, stood up calmly, turned around, and pulled off his visor neatly.Before that, he gave Matthew enough time for the latter to see clearly his blue eyes and short blood-red hair.

"Micah."

Matthew said in a hoarse voice, and lowered his right hand, the candle melted rapidly on the candlestick, turning into a blood-stained moonwhite rapier.

"'Sword of God'." Micah said softly, "Matthew."

Matthew couldn't laugh.

"Speaking of which, you can be regarded as inheriting my position." Micah's lazy, smiling voice came from under the visor, it was no longer as humble and gentle as when praying, with the brutality of a young man. Cruel, "I'm outdated. Candy Kane told me a word, 'The blue out of the blue is better than the blue', which means that the later ones in the same position are stronger than the earlier ones, which is similar to the teaching of God's Code. I once dyed the Black Star Sea red with the blood of the Norren, but that is insignificant compared to what you have done, right?"

Matthew looked stern, and his pale and dry lips seemed to have lost the strength to tighten them.

Micah continued:

"The sea area around the Red Moon Empire is a vast tomb, devouring thousands of corpses every day. The compatriots in your hometown work two hours a day, just to put the exhausted father and starved daughter Moved to the deep pit; when the weather is hot, they will swell and deteriorate in less than half a day, and the foul-smelling corpse water will seep into the underground river, and then the Ikolapondi that swallows them will spit them into the tens of millions of tons of seawater around them Middle. On the surface of the sea sailed the fishing boats of the Nornites and the Irisians. When the tide was high, the sea water at the bottom was like a black crystal. At the bottom of the crystal, the corpses of men were black, and the waves ahead were white."

Matthew held "Annan" tightly.In fact, he could no longer understand what Micah was talking about, and the long crying and fasting made him on the verge of suffocation, and he only remembered to kill this person.

Isabella was afraid of him.

"Say something!" Micah seemed to sigh, feeling a little aggrieved, "I've been provocative for a long time, and if you don't say a few words, wouldn't I be embarrassed?"

So Matthew asked dryly and hoarsely, "What are you doing here?"

"Well, that's fine. I'll come back and take a few old clothes. How about this answer? Kill you by the way." Micah said, "I'm sorry, Matthew. You may not know a lot of things, just like me Don't know many things. But you must die here, or Ikolapondi will be forever."

Matthew sighed softly, relieved.

The black saint moved his left foot back slightly, lowered his weight, and said, "Then, Brother Micah, please."

Micah made a gesture, and the two lowered their bodies to charge forward at the same time!

Matthew knew that what he was facing was the most terrifying saint since the orthodoxy of the church was established. The opponent was born on the battlefield and had never spent time on anything other than assassins, killers, and fighters. He couldn't even read Sinai. This mediocre human being He dedicated his entire life to the sun god, and thus became the most powerful blade under Mithra's seat. Matthew had only one chance to strike in front of Micah, so "Annan" was not Chikti at this moment but only It's a sword!

But he's not bad either.Even, he is younger.Before "Matthew" his name was "Anselius Chamini", the god of death.Compared with the people who fought in the Promised Land of Plenty, his childhood had the same endless floods, famines, storms, poisonous snakes, mosquitoes, and all the seven last plagues in addition to wars, and he defeated them all!

Micah ran two strides vigorously, palmed his hands with four fingers, left arm above, right arm below, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and then slammed to both sides!

460 years ago, he led an army to land on Noren, killed three times the number of cavalry troops of his own, and then rode on the spoils to help Isabella on the battlefield, killing Noren's army from the rear. The Abaddon people are proud of the Unionicon Line of Defense, which established the peace from then to now.During the landing battle where blood stained the entire sea as far as the naked eye could see, Micah became the "Holy Sword of the Red Sea".At that time, he was wearing today's armor and cloak, and summoned the flaming sword guarding the Garden of Eden like this to cut off the head of the enemy general and launch an attack signal. Everyone on both sides looked at the red feathers on his head and roared and charged.

Tonight, there was no one behind him.

Matthew's head flew into the air together with the hot blood.Before landing, the red moon outside the high window flashed past in those yellow eyes with strong characteristics of the people of the flood plain.

The full moon was so bright that it looked white to his eyes.

The tip of the "Blood Dawn" sword hangs to the ground, as if in an endless covered bridge, Micah strides forward, and the long sword makes a continuous piercing sound on the marble floor inlaid with the patterns of angels descending and saints preaching.The clear moonlight poured through the arches, and his slender figure and billowing cloak cast silent and jumping shadows on the gold ornamentation of Lamentations and the portraits of the saints of all ages.

Wherever the great sword touched, scarlet flames shot up into the sky.The moment Micah stepped into the corridor of Wanjing, the two covered bridges behind him simultaneously split from the middle and collapsed to both sides, falling silently into the dark icy stone stream.

Horns of alarm roused the entire monastery, and the bells struck twelve at the same time.The Lieyang Cathedral at the foot of the mountain immediately rang the bell in response, and all the lights and candles were lit up instantly, as if a round of sun suddenly rose in the center of Lieyang City in the middle of the night.

The saints rushed out of their respective bedrooms, offices, and confessionals, and the figures in white, like gods of death, made deafening, majestic noises in the air. "Red Moon Priest" Isabella quickly spoke out to appease the residents, and ordered the others to pair up to investigate the situation and search for the enemy troops; "Master of War" Hill's voice was like a bell, waking up all the soldiers stationed inside and outside Lieyang City :

"The Templars assembled at the cathedral within a quarter of an hour! The Quds Army blocked the Arc de Triomphe, the Ruby Army blocked the Canaan Gate, the Second Army blocked the Rock Gate, the Crescent Army blocked the Styx Gate, the Crusaders blocked the Red Sea Gate, and the Bronze Snake Army Block the door of commandments, and the Wansheng army block the door of virtue!

"In the name of Mithra, the god of gods and lord of armies, the sun god, Lieyang City, the entire city is under martial law!"

Mikhail Kupala stood by the window of his bedroom, staring at the church, cutting his hair against the black pane.He cut his shoulder-length blond hair short and looked as happy as a 16-year-old.

He saw the covered bridge in front of the sanctuary briefly burn and crumble, and then heard Hill's voice.He raised his eyebrows, put down the scissors, yawned, drew the curtains and went to sleep.

On the day after the Assumption Day, the Baihua Cathedral was decorated inside and outside, and an unusually grand wedding was held for the couple.

The lace dark pattern red carpet produced by Iris has been spread from the auditorium to the door of the bride's house. Hydrangeas, roses, lilies and even tulips are scattered all over the sky along the road, which makes every guest and passer-by, especially those who are specially invited and named as the godfather of the bride. Dr. Aaron Young Edwards, who attended the ceremony, felt relaxed and happy.

The Priest Valentine of the Cathedral of the Flowers stood in front of the altar and presided over the wedding ceremony for Mr. Battista de Perrin and Miss Marguerite Rosa Thomas, the happy couple.Before exchanging rings, the newlyweds swore to the sun cross and thanked their parents and relatives one by one with tears of happiness, especially Dr. Edwards who discovered the bride's tuberculosis in time three months ago and heroically saved her life.

It is not easy for the couple to get to where they are today.Perrin is an old aristocratic family. It was the lord of Yaranburg when the Rhine belonged to the Kingdom of Iris. In the past few decades, it has been impacted by the wave of industrialization, and its status and economic strength have declined. However, it still firmly occupies half of the fountain area. —The Fountain District is where ninety-nine percent of the wealth of Jaranbourg is located; but in the generation of Master de Perrin, the situation is much worse, because his father died early, and it is all up to the mother to deal with those shameless and difficult relatives.Miss Thomas is the younger sister of Mrs. Martin. The two sisters lost their parents when they were young, but like thousands of middle-class people, they kept the family business through hard work and wisdom and even went further; after the sister married Mr. Martin, the two People are not estranged, and even still live together.

Last year, Master de Perrin, who returned from his study tour in Iris, fell in love at first sight with Miss Thomas, who was feeding the pigeons, at the Blessed Virgin Square in front of the Church of the Flowers.Perrin and Thomas are two very different surnames, and they are very painful about it.But very fortunately, Master de Perrin had an open-minded mother. Four months ago, she invited Miss Thomas to the family banquet, and even invited Father Morris from the Yaranburg Abbey to match the couple.Maybe it was too exciting, but Miss Thomas caught a cold and became seriously ill. Fortunately, there was a magic doctor who brought her back to life.Master de Perrin was so sad that he lost ten catties. When she recovered and was not yet able to withstand the wind, he excitedly brought several priests to propose marriage...

Master de Perrin thanked his enlightened mother with tears in his eyes. He didn't see his mother, dressed in black and with solemn makeup, turning her head to stare at Dr. Edwards fiercely. Her masseter muscles were tense, and she was obviously gnashing her teeth. .

In fact, the old lady is only in her early forties, she has been well maintained, and she is at the age of beauty and maturity. Today, she has a high and tight bun, and her face is almost wrinkled; the waist is tied tighter than Sophie, and her body Luxurious but not vulgar jewels, if it weren't for the black dress and black gauze, it would have overwhelmed the bride.

The author says:

The day of the Assumption of the Virgin Mary is here based on August 815th of the Catholic Church. The previous St. John’s Day and August Day are all on this day. The Kupala Festival was originally July [-]th but was changed to [-]. and the prefix of Perrin De, although it is a title of honor, but in the translation of literary works, many of them will be omitted before Mr. XX and some will be left. The author is not very clear about the specific rules, so he just adds some (pretend that Iris is like this, huh) Face