"Sir!"

The two gray-robed priests bowed respectfully to Zhao Gang-ling.

Zhao Gangli walked to the two of them without expression, then opened his hands, faced the door and bowed respectfully.

This is what every priest who enters the Temple of Judgment must do, even the priest is no exception.

After Zhao Gangling finished worshipping, the two gray-robed priests walked to Zhao Gangling and began to search Zhao Gangling.

Every priest is not allowed to bring weapons when entering the Temple of Judgment. Only after entering it can you get weapons. Each weapon has a unique master. The result of this is that everyone who enters the Temple of Judgment has and only one weapon of his own. If you sneak in, you will definitely not get weapons unless you use a strong gun in the Temple of Judgment.

After checking that Zhao Gang-ling did not carry any weapons, one of the priests began to recite a doctrine.

"God tells us that the only truth in this world is the sword in our hands, and God said..."

This doctrine was recited by the priest for a few minutes. Then, the man suddenly stopped and asked Zhao Gangliu, "Like the words of a god, hold my sword, this sword is what sword."

"The sword is the divine light, where the divine light goes, unparalleled in the world..."

Zhao Gangyan replied in fluent Italian.

If you say it, no one will believe it. Zhao Gangyan spent the past two days learning the Vatican-toned Italian language and then recited all the teachings of the Holy See.

Recite in Italian.

This is enough to see how genius Zhao Gang-rye is.

"The divine lights my heart, but the world is full of Buddha..."

Another priest began to read a lot again, and Zhao Gangyan also answered the other party's questions in fluent Italian.

After the inspection, the two priests bowed respectfully to Zhao Gang-ling, then walked aside and opened the wooden door.

Titicaca.

The huge wooden door made a rake sound.

Zhao Gang continued to cross his hands in front of him and walked forward.

After Zhao Gangyan passed through this door, the wooden door slowly closed again.

In front of Zhao Gangling was a dark and deep passage.

Oil lamps were lit on both sides of the passage, and portraits of people were hung on the walls.

These people are the heads of every ruling team for thousands of years of the Holy See.

Zhao Gang-ling could feel that behind these words, there seemed to be a faint breath of humanity.

I think it was someone who was ambushing on both sides of the passage to prevent someone from forcing the judging temple from the main entrance.

In such a narrow place, as long as you guard the left and right sides, basically whoever comes in will die.

Although Zhao Gang-ling was walking calmly, he remembered everything around him. Although he had memorized the entire underground temple of Judgment, the map was from several years ago. Over the years, it is really impossible to guarantee that the temple of Judgment has not changed at all.

After walking about a hundred meters, another door appeared in front of Zhao Gangling.

Zhao Gang-ling opened the door.

The eyes suddenly became clear.

Zhao Gang's eyes narrowed slightly.

A city appeared in front of him.

That's right, it's the city.

The city maintains the medieval European style, with all the houses being short, and the tallest ones are just two floors.

Looking around, this city really seems to be as big as a Vatican city.

In the center of the city, there is a tallest building.

From the outside, this building looks like a pyramid. In the middle of the top of the pyramid, there is a huge open space. At this time, many people have gathered on the open space.

Zhao Gang-ling stepped forward.

There were many people on the road, and everyone was wearing gray priest robe. When they saw Zhao Gangling, they respectfully made way out and then bowed to Zhao Gangling.

Although Niu Yinlong already knew a lot about this underground temple of Judgment, when all this appeared in front of him, Zhao Gangling was still shocked.

The Temple of Judgment did not become dim because it was underground. On the contrary, it was very bright. A huge object emitting light hung above the center of the city. Under the ground, Zhao Gang could vaguely feel some sound of water.

This is a city with independent lighting and complete water supply and drainage systems.

I don’t know how many years have passed since this city was built, but what is certain is that as long as this city closes to the outside world, you really can’t walk out, because the place closest to the surface is more than ten meters above it.

Four huge pillars stand around the entire city.

These four pillars are at least twenty or thirty meters high. They support the ground above the entire city and look very magnificent.

Zhao Gang-liang was walking towards the Central Pyramid, the core temple of the Judgment Temple, when a man wearing a red robe and a golden mask suddenly appeared next to him.

The man glanced at Zhao Gangliang, walked straight forward without saying a word.

Although they are all members of the ruling team, the ruling team is not united. To put it simply, everyone believes in God. I don’t agree with you, and you don’t agree with me. Apart from fighting against pagans, it is difficult to see the senior teams in the ruling team doing things.

It went very smoothly, Zhao Gangliang came to the bottom of the temple.

When I stood in the distance, I didn’t feel anything. When I really walked below the temple, Zhao Gangqing truly felt the magnificence of the temple.

The height of the temple is nearly twenty meters, which means that he is almost about to touch the upper ceiling.

There are many halls in the temple, and each hall seems to have a function, and in the temple, some people are walking around from time to time.

There are many people gathering on the periphery of the temple.

Looking at these people, Zhao Gangliang secretly estimated that what he saw was close to his ex. This did not include those who were guarding the temple with weapons. If all of them were counted, there would definitely be more than two thousand people in this underground Temple of Judgment!

Two thousand people, this is a thousand more than in the intelligence!

Zhao Gangliu naturally climbed the steps in front of him without expression.

The gray-robed priests bowed to Zhao Gang-ling, but Zhao Gang-ling did not respond.

He reached the end of the steps and then walked into a huge hall.

After reaching the end of the hall, a new step appeared in front of Zhao Gangling.

Zhao Gang-ling continued to walk up the steps.

After walking like this for about ten minutes, Zhao Gangliang came to the largest platform on the temple.

At this time, there were about a dozen red-robed priests on the platform.

These people basically had no communication. Everyone stood in their own places, some closed their eyes to rest, while others looked up and looked into the distance.

Everyone is doing their own things.

In the center of the platform, there are piles of straws and other things. The execution will be there later. According to the information, pagans will be placed in the middle of straw piles, tied to a huge cross, and the straw will burn him little by little to ashes.

This is a cruel punishment close to Lingchi.

Because the person who was executed had to watch the fire burning from his feet little by little to his upper body.

That feeling is far from being comparable to a cut of the throat.

Time passes by little by little.

When it was approaching 5:30, a melodious sound suddenly sounded throughout the temple. The sound was like a harp, but it was a bit different. In short, it sounded very melodious, and it also had a hint of solemnity.

Half a minute after the sound rang, a burst of drums came from all directions.

These more than a dozen judges standing on the platform all walked towards the entrance of the platform in an orderly manner and then stood in the party.

Zhao Gang-liang naturally stood with everyone.

The ruling group members next to the temple all knelt down and bowed to the direction of the platform.

The drum sounds are getting faster and faster, while the piano sounds are completely overwhelmed by the drum sounds.

The bangs of the bangs made the blood in the body seem to boil.

All the judging priests stood expressionless.

It seems to be welcoming some big shot.

One minute later.

The door at the entrance was pushed open.

A man in armor walked out of the entrance.

The armor on his body made a jingle sound.

The man walked forward about five meters away, then turned around, then knelt on the ground with one knee, and at the same time, he took out the long sword in his hand from the scabbard and raised it to the sky.

All the judging priests raised their hands, then raised their heads and looked at the sky.

The sky's luminous body, which looked like the sun, suddenly dimmed.

The entire Temple of Judgment seemed to have changed from daytime to evening.

Just as the light was dark, Beluka, wearing a papal robe, with a papal crown and a papal scepter, walked out of the door.
To be continued...