Last Totem Novel - Chapter 639
Chapter 639 Xuejian Xuanyuan
Thunderhammer’s conscription traveled through countless fiber optic cables and communication satellites to every corner of Silver City’s world.
A deep and deep voice came from the radio in the bar. The noisy crowd stopped and listened carefully.
By the time the sound was over, the noise of the past had ceased to exist. Everyone remained silent, like a deep, silent sea. There seemed to be an invisible force slowly accumulating.
Thirty minutes after the summons had been issued, those who were once lofty felt an indescribable pressure. All of their arrogance had disappeared, and they were trembling with fear. It was as if those who had once treated them like ants would pounce on them at any moment and tear them to pieces.
The low radiation area of the southern cemetery, Sand Wind Castle, and Iron Floating Island were especially obvious. Even if those officials were hiding in a tightly guarded building, they did not have the slightest sense of security.
There were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the streets, and people became It was as if the voices of the entire world had disappeared in that instant.
This is the silence of the sea. The sea is calm, but the seabed is turbulent, and waves of rage surge.
The council of elders of the Temple was in a mess. The elders left behind from the last war were finally unable to withstand the tremendous pressure and were unable to cope with a single illness. There was even a 200-year-old woman who died on the spot.
Only at this moment did the upper echelons of the Cenozoic Temple truly feel the glorious faith that had been extinct and sunk in the long river of history, his majesty, and his world-wide prestige. The fear of the older generation that went deep into the bone marrow was not groundless. Even with the sharpest sword in his hand, his heart couldn’t help but tremble.
It was a lofty mountain, a quiet sea, and a silent sky. It was as if the next moment, they would welcome landslides, tsunamis, and storms.
“Don’t worry, there are the three legions of Lombardi, the Arch-Cardinal of South City, and the two shrines of Notre Dame.” “Mu Yu Ling Lan didn’t say anything.” “You Jiawen didn’t send anyone to the meeting.”
“We still have Dawn’s sharp sword … Oh right, where’s You Ge? Why hasn’t she come?” “Augustman, your granddaughter is too disgraceful. As the commander of the Dawn expeditionary army, she actually didn’t attend the meeting at such a time!”
“I want to impeach her!” “Don’t be impulsive. Not to mention the fact that the Dawn Five Armies don’t listen to orders now, starting internal strife at such a time is equivalent to fueling the arrogance of the glorious remnants and making the world laugh at us.” “Then what should we do?”
“Heavenly Chosen One, where is your army?” The elder of White City’s Little Mordleton asked.
“Whoever suppresses him, I will support him in ascending the throne!” Shouted Leo Bruno, who had always been hot-tempered. In any case, their clan did not have a Heavenly Chosen One, so they could support anyone.
“Old friend, I’m not dead yet.” Saint Augustman Modleton warned, frowning.
At this moment, the Heavenly Choosers lowered their heads and looked at the first half of the Divine Word Book in their hands, as if they hadn’t heard the elders’ discussions. At a time like this, everyone wanted to stay out of this. Using the elites of his clan to go to the Northern Wilderness to suppress them, if there were any variables, the losses would be immeasurable.
Within the internal records, the bloodstained history shocked and frightened everyone. The courage and determination of the Divine Wolf Guardians were not something that several clans could endure.
Everyone present was hoping for luck. They only wanted others to act like birds and hide behind the scenes to watch the show. For a moment, the atmosphere became extremely subtle.
“Our clan is willing to go.” An elder with a rosy complexion and a sturdy body stood up and said in a loud voice, “Give everything you have to deter the brilliant remnants!”
Everyone turned their heads to look. That was the elder of the Luosa Family, the vassal noble of Modleton, and the Arch-Cardinal of Dragon City.
“Good job, Luo Sa Clan.” “Luo Sa’s brilliance is indeed worthy of being the mainstay of the five northern cities.” “Forever Legendary Clan.” “May the glory of the True God be with you.” “The sharp sword of a True God will cut through the thorns and thorns for you and open up a path to victory.” The elders all sighed in admiration and sincerely expressed their blessings.
“The number of warships in our clan is very few. I hope that everyone can lend a helping hand.” Elder Lothar nodded and pleaded.
“We, Iron Hoof City, support a 30,000-ton Battle Cruiser with an additional 200,000 gold coins for our expedition to the Northern Wilderness.” Leo Bruno stood up and took the lead.
“We, Sparrow City, support three Sunchaser destroyers and 100,000 gold coins.” Matthew, the Heavenly Chosen One, stood up and said.
“Our Giant Whale City supports five Skylark frigates and 150,000 gold coins.” Sky Chooser, “Little Monster” Randall Kriemans stood up and said.
“We, Blackwing City, support two Harrier destroyers and 120,000 gold coins.” Sky Chooser Notting stood up and expressed his stance.
“Our White City supports three Osprey frigates and 50,000 gold coins.” “Our Anvil City supports a 20,000-ton swan-shaped transport ship with all kinds of military supplies on board.” “We” The elders expressed their stance one after another.
Looking at their help, Elder Lothar’s eyes were moved to tears. He walked to the stage trembling and bowed to the elders.
“On behalf of the 977 members of our clan, I would like to thank all of you for your deep friendship. Our clan will definitely live up to its mission and fight to the end against the brilliant remnants of evil. We will do our utmost before we die.” After saying that, he bowed to the end.
Immediately after, warm applause sounded from within the elders’ courtyard.
On the morning of the seventh day, the Luosa Clan flew over Eternal City. In the cold north wind, the rumbling sound of cannons rushed into the clouds. The sky was full of colors and ribbons floated in the air. The expeditionary army of the Northern Wilderness flew towards the horizon amidst the cheers of the crowd.
A few hours later, at three o’clock in the afternoon, Elder Lothar put on the red robe of the bishop and came out of the elders’ courtyard. He boarded the airship and arrived at the “Grotto Bank” in the main street of the lower city.
The Grotto Bank, also known as the Grotto Bank, is one of the top ten banks in the Silver City world. It has a history of more than 2,700 years, and its accounts can be traced back to the Ancient Era before the Great Nuclear War. Originally, they put their clients’ property in stone caves and sealed it, hence the name “Grottoes of Gold”.
Their tenet was the same as this ancient name. Even after a thousand years, their property was still safe here.
“Your Excellency, what can I do for you?” Upon learning of the arrival of the Arch-Cardinal of Dragon City, the president of the Grotto Bank personally came out to welcome him. The Arch-Cardinal was second only to the Pope and the Temple Princess, on par with the Chosen One.
The Archbishop of Lothar did not answer. Instead, he removed an ancient bronze key from his neck and handed it to the governor.
“Sir Bishop, this way, please.”
Moments later, the governor took the elevator according to the number on the bronze key and took Archbishop Lothar to the depths of the ground. He walked through a dimly lit passage and arrived at a circular iron door.
The iron door was incomparably thick, and its edges were clasped with thick iron blocks. Round steel bars the size of bowls passed through the iron blocks, fixing the door to death. No one knew how many tons of explosives would be needed to explode. He looked up and saw that the door was inlaid with the bronze character “29783”.
“Please wait a moment” The governor turned around and inserted the copper key into the small keyhole. Then, he struggled to twist the valve beside him.
“Ke la … Deng Deng … Ka ka ka …”
With the friction of the gears, the steel bar retracted into the walls on both sides.
“Kacha!”
Then, with a dull metal collision sound, the metal door slowly opened inwards. In an instant, a dazzling golden light emerged from the crack.
A large number of golden gemstones and pearls and agates were reflected in the long pupils of the bank. Even though he was accustomed to seeing wealthy guests, he was also shocked.
At first glance, it was filled with gold coins. There were carefully crafted boxes filled with colorful gemstones, cups made of jade, short swords emitting golden light, necklaces embedded with large diamonds, and all kinds of goose egg-shaped gemstones. They were red, yellow, blue, purple, and green, half-hidden within the gold coins. Ancient paintings and scrolls were casually thrown into the corner. If he took out any of these items, he would be able to get a price that would make him breathe hard.
Archbishop Lothar walked into the treasury as if he had turned a blind eye to the treasures everywhere.
Inside the treasury was a small oak table. On the table was a tattered small suitcase. Because of its age, the leather was slightly cracked, and the copper buckle was covered with green copper rust.
Archbishop Lothar took a deep breath and carefully opened the leather suitcase with both of his hands. It was as if he was afraid of accidentally destroying the box or the treasures inside.
The president couldn’t help but be curious as to what kind of peerless treasure was contained inside that would attract the attention of the high-ranking Archbishops in cardinals.
He stood behind the bishop and stretched his neck to look. However, when he saw it clearly, he was somewhat disappointed. There was a gray cloth bag in the box. The material was a common canvas, and it was somewhat dirty. There were black stains everywhere. The Archbishop of Lothar held it in his hand. It was so light that he could not see anything rare.
“Alright.” Archbishop Lothar said. Then, he took the gray cloth bag and walked out of the vault.
“That’s good?” The president was a little surprised.
Archbishop Lothar nodded and did not speak.
Not long after, the two of them returned to the lobby of the bank. Archbishop Lothar declined the president’s escort and walked out of the door alone. An elongated black sedan stopped in front of him.
“You can go back first. I want to relax.” He said to the driver, and the car soon drove away.
Holding a cloth bag in his hand, Bishop Lothar walked evenly along the white stone central street with flower beds on both sides. Passers-by all looked sideways. An archbishop in cardinal clothes was actually taking a walk on the streets of the lower city. They were all incomparably excited. In times of danger, the True God’s attendant finally came out to gather their hearts.
Half an hour later, the Arch-Cardinal arrived at the largest square in Eternal City, the Sun Square.
At this time, the plaza was filled with people, shoulder to shoulder, extremely crowded. These days, the people of the city are panicking, and the residents gather spontaneously in the plaza to pray for peace. They hoped that the authorities would eliminate the evil heretics as soon as possible and bring peace to the world.
The Arch-Cardinal looked at him and walked into the square. When they saw this, they all nodded at him and retreated to make way for him.
“The Archbishop has come to see us.” “That’s great.” “Long live!” “True God is above.” “We will win.” “Charge those evil mutants into the horse.” “Burn them to death.” “Evil pack of wolves.” “A scavenging vulture that pecks people’s eyes.” “Eat the child’s mammoth.” Everyone was discussing.
In the middle of the Sun Square, there were five flags flying. In the middle was a dark blue flag with the sun, moon, and 51 stars printed on it. This was the “Star Sea Flag” of the World Council, representing the highest authority in the Silver City world.
The two flags beside the banner were long, dark red on the left, painted with a silver-gray cross in the middle, with thick golden threads embroidered on both sides. This was the “Battle Flag of the Sacred Region”, representing the glory and dignity of the Temple.
The one on the right was triangular and sky-blue, painted with mountains, lakes, palaces and clouds. This was the “God’s Domain Battle Flag”, representing Notre Dame’s grace and punishment.
The two flags on the edge were long black stripes, and in the middle was a golden cross. A pair of pure white wings spread out, representing the Temple Crusaders. On the other side was a light green triangle with a moon and saber drawn on it, representing the Moon God Guard.
There were fine snowflakes floating in the sky, and a bone-piercing cold wind blew over, causing the Arch-Cardinal’s robes to flutter and hunt. He slowly walked towards the flag and stepped onto the flag platform.
“The Archbishop is going to speak.” “Silence, silence.” “Don’t say anything.”
The Arch-Cardinal held the gray cloth bag in his hand and stared down at the crowd without saying a word.
After a long time, he folded his hands together and gave a blessing salute to the crowd, causing a burst of great cheers.
Then, he turned around, untied the rope of the Star Sea Guild Flag, and began to lower the flag. Everyone thought it was a little strange, but they all remained silent and watched quietly. After all, the other party was the Arch-Cardinal of the Temple. The existence above the clouds, no matter what they did, had his reasons.
The Starsea Flag fell, then was taken out and placed beside him. Quite a few people began to frown, extremely puzzled. Then, the Archbishop took off the red cloak that symbolized his status and threw it on the ground.
Just as everyone was feeling puzzled, the Archbishop’s hand suddenly shook and untied the gray cloth bag.
In the cold wind, a broken and riddled flag flew up.
It was as red as blood and as fierce as fire.
For some reason, perhaps the scene in front of him was too strange. The crowd involuntarily retreated with a “whoosh”.
The Archbishop trembled, tied the flag to the rope, and pulled it up. The old man’s eyes shone with the most devout gaze in the world.
“Stop him! That’s the banner of the cult!” Someone finally recognized him, his eyes revealing fear as he shouted loudly.
In an instant, the faces of all the Silver City residents on the plaza turned completely pale.
“Guards, guards!” “Help! Help!” “Help!” “God, stop him!” The crowd cried out and screamed miserably, falling into great chaos.
The bright red flag slowly rose.
“Get out of the way, get out of the way!”
The guards nearby shouted loudly as they squeezed through the crowd and rushed over.
“Stop! Immediately stop!” “Raise your hands!” The guards shouted loudly as they raised their assault rifles and aimed at the old man on the flag platform
However, the other party turned a blind eye and concentrated on pulling the flag rope. He raised his head, as if the only thing left in the entire world was the damaged and bloodstained flag.
“Fire!” The guard captain roared loudly.
“Da da da!” “Da da da!” “Da da da!” “Da da da!” “Da da da!” “Da da da!” “Da da da!”
All guards, pull the trigger at the same time. Gunshots rang out one after another, and one of the shuttle bullets shot towards the old man who raised the flag.
“Pfff …”
Blood blossomed on the white robe.
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh …”
The old man turned his arm, tightly wrapped around the flag rope, opened his eyes wide, and faced the rain of bullets, letting out a final roar.
“I’m Hao Yue Shi, Lorenfeld.”
“We’re back!”
As if responding to his heroic determination, the fleet flying over the Atlantic at the same time raised all the barrels and roared angrily.
“Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!”
The deafening sound of cannons pierced through the clouds and rocks, resounding throughout the heavens and earth!
On the bridge, the Lorenfels stood silently, looking into the distance, tears streaming down their faces.