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The northern part of the sacred Byzantium is shrouded in wind and snow all year round, but the only town of Alassia, known as the miracle of the north, is sunny all year round.

Located in the center of the town is the Alassian Cathedral. At this time, the bright sunlight vents on the dome, covering the spire of the sharp Gothic bell tower, baptizing and purifying the fertile soil in the cold winter in the north, just like God's favor protecting this sacred immortality that has witnessed the sacred Byzantium for five hundred years.

The hum of the bell tower preached the arrival of the ceremony. At this time, the young trainee pastors accelerated their pace and went to the Alassas Cathedral, fearing that they would be punished by the bishop if they were half a step behind.

Bishop Gregory, standing at the entrance of the cathedral, looked at the young priests who were entering in satisfaction, but one of the special figures caught his attention.

The black hood hid his face in the shadows, and was also the only trainee pastor who was unwilling to show his true face.

He wandered not far away, as if he was worried.

Gregory moved his pace and walked to him with a gentle tone, like treating a lost lamb.

"Do you need help, kid?"

What the Archbishop received was the silent response from the other party.

Seeing that the other party did not speak, Gregory added another sentence.

"There is no distinction between high and low soul before the Holy Lord."

Then he bowed a little and said respectfully, "Thank you, Father Gregory. I'm just here to get something."

The sound in the hood flowed through the northern cardinal's ears, and it seemed extremely calm.

"thing?"

Gregory frowned slightly, and he held the cross on his chest and asked softly, "What?"

The young man seemed to be silent in memory, telling the past in a leisurely manner.

"The sacred Byzantium sixteen years ago was not as strong as it seemed. The young king and the powerful pope fought for power. Because Frederick the Great opposed the pope's innocence, the family was expelled and the family of three were exiled to the cold land of the northern cold. In the end, Fredericks and his wife were murdered by the people of the Holy See in that snowy wasteland, only a child with a curse and a soul from another world was left."

At this moment, the other party's voice was like a sharp sword, stabbing into his heart. Everything that happened sixteen years ago was vivid in my mind.

Gregory opened his mouth, but was interrupted by the other party.

"In order to survive, he hid his original name and changed it to his mother's surname Vasilyevich, and his name became Ivan Vasilyevich. Moreover, during his long exile, he witnessed the death of his parents with his own eyes, but he also gave him a powerful force to avenge his revenge. He took revenge on those who betrayed the king and tried to cover the power of the clan on the world."

The young priest smiled slightly and his eyelashes trembled, as if he was telling the story of the veiled bard rather than the tragedy of Hamlet.

When he saw with his own eyes that the guy who took care of himself was hung on a tree by the pope's bribed, his anger destroyed his reason and only revenge remained in his mind.

However, Gregory's face suddenly changed, and his hands with raised veins unconsciously pulled down, and the cross fell on the bluestone slab.

His breathing became rapid, and the warmth that came out quickly condensed into cold water vapor.

In the other party's unhurried and slow remarks, he finally learned the identity of the young man.

Ivan continued, "Sixteen years ago, almost all the masters of the Red Clan participated in that conspiracy and coup, and of course you are no exception. I know that the Pope placed you in the northern part of the Holy Byzantine to prevent the Viking warriors in the north, but what if the entire Alassan Fortress disappeared overnight? If I kill you now, can you resist? Father Gregory, your situation is like when my father begged you to let your children go."

The souls in the cradle back then still remember that scene. If this group of people had not deprived themselves of the halo as the crown prince, he would not have had to endure the icy and snowy wasteland until now.

"So you are the son of unknown whereabouts back then."

Gregory's face was no longer kind, and began to become ferocious, and the cross held in his hand was tightly held.

"But just because you want to kill me in Alasas?"

Gregory regained his calmness, and after a brief loss of consciousness, he regained his calmness as a bishop.

Because there is only one person on the other side. As long as he waves his hand, the paladins patrolling nearby will tear him to pieces.

Ivan finally took off his calm coat and showed his violent side.

"one person?"

Ivan sneered.

"Do you think the person who avenged you is still alone?"

Before Bishop Gregory's answer was answered, Ivan said to himself, "It is a demon who takes revenge."

The young priest finally opened his hood and revealed a strange white hair. At the same time, the other party's eyes began to become violent and uneasy. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath of air conditioning, and then slowly opened it.

At that moment, Gregory saw pain, hatred, and violence in his eyes.

Endless emotions filled his mind, instantly transforming from a human to a terrifying demon.

After seeing this scene, the young priests around them gave in and looked at the young man with a hideous expression in panic.

Every time Ivan breathed, he showed signs of ominousness.

At some point, the gloomy clouds enveloped Alasas, covering the sky and the sun, and the dark shadows enveloped the sacred Alasas, and the shadows gradually climbed up the merciful face of the icon.

The storm, the lightning and the thunder, all the signs of the end of the Bible Revelation appeared in Alassas, known as the holy city.

The thick clouds were mixed with lightning and thunder, like islands floating above the sky, isolated from the sky. The stars and the moon also wanted to dim light in front of him.

Lightning and thunder shuttled into the darkness, like a giant beast with scales exposed by chance.

The important northern Holy See's city, shrouded in the shadow of thunder and lightning all year round, was trembling in the shadow of thunder and lightning. Thunder, like a mountain, fell from the sky, exploding from the wind and snow.

Thunder falls between the clouds and the earth, causing a shining light.

The buildings around the Alassas Cathedral were blown up one by one in front of the power of nature.

The holy angel relief instantly turned into pieces of marble!

The roar of thunder shocked the entire northern Holy See center. The young missionaries had fear carved on their faces. In the face of the horror, they hurriedly knelt down to pray to their Lord in front of the horrifying scene.

The pale-faced cardinal only thought of the end of the world as described in the Bible. Even the sun and the moon were frightened by his might and hid behind the darkness.

The darkness of the demon covers the stars, and wherever they pass, it is shrouded in darkness.

The young man in front of him was like a giant beast from the abyss, staring at the tiny cardinal with his evil red eyes.

Praying to Jesus is of no use.

The weak prayer and curse of Satan is simply weak in the face of absolute power.

The book in Gregory's hand fell, and under the strong wind caused by the thunderstorm, he opened the ninth chapter of "Exodus" and verse 23.

"Moses stretched his staff to the sky, and the LORD thundered and hailed, and fire flashed on the earth, and the LORD hailed on the ground."

The scene exactly the same as the description is, but the person who calls for the thunder is not the kind Messiah.

But the incarnation of revenge.

Symbols of violence, hatred and fear.

"A small mortal, remember my name."

Each syllable echoes the thunder in the clouds, and the thunderstorm envelopes the Alassian Cathedral, which is soft and sunny all year round.

Thunder kept flashing on Gregory's dead face.
Chapter completed!