In the city of pale blue, it seems like a pure white light suddenly turned on.

In this ancient city, pure white lights illuminate the holy city that has been shaking in history for thousands of years.

"Soul...soul..."

The underground sand and cement from the industrial era are gradually stripped away by invisible forces, as if there is a mystery hidden deep in the holy city that is about to crawl out of history.

"Is this? This? This?"

Abdul was wearing white priest clothes. He was holding the hat on his head with one hand, looking at the city without believing it.

No matter what angle it looks like today's technology can do.

But he was praying just now that the Holy City is now holy before him.

This is a coincidence.

"This is the holy city, this is Jerusalem, the place where countless faiths for more than two thousand years are located, and it is not surprising that nothing appears, isn't it?"

Maramud stood up at some point. Compared to Abdul's religious costume, he was dressed as an idle old man, and it was impossible to tell that he was the spiritual leader of the entire Judaism.

He patted Abdul on the shoulder and looked at the holy city road that seemed to be covered by pure white mist for a moment.

The entire earth seemed to be covered with a layer of pure white gauze.

In the tulle, countless sand and stones are raised, and the concrete and underground steel bars under modern craftsmanship seem to be broken by some terrifying force.

Broken steel bars.

Flipped sand and stones.

The ditches are crisscrossing, and the wind and sand are rising.

A protruding ridge appeared shortly above the earth.

It was like a huge shadow that covered the earth.

Countless people in the holy city were stunned by this moment.

The noise and the cracking sound of the earth intertwined.

Pull the lost Abdul back from his loss.

"Yes, this is a holy city, no matter what miracle it appears!"

Abdul said with his shoulders trembling.

After he finished speaking, he turned around and rushed out of the synagogue.

After leaving the lobby, everything in front of me became clearer.

On the cracked earth, Abdul could hear countless prayers.

"No casualties?"

"Yes, I heard the wailing sound."

Malamed Road coming out.

“That’s my church.”

Abdul's face changed drastically.

Where the earth protrudes and corners is where his church is located.

At this time, half of the church had collapsed.

"Now is not the time to care about this."

Malamed said: "We who have the incomprehensible mystery that the world cannot understand will not be hurt by this falling rock. We should quickly disperse everyone."

Malamed attracted a pastor to whisper in his ear for a while, and soon the pastor organized people to start cleaning up the suffering people in the entire city.

The earth's changes continue, and rocks continue to slide down on the raised earth's ridge.

The sand and stones at the feet of Abdul and Malamud were constantly trembling as the rocks fell.

The ridge is getting taller.

One inch.

Another inch was lifted from the earth.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The earth's frustration and breakage kept making huge roars.

"Click!Click..."

Finally, it seemed like I was overwhelmed.

Cracks continued to extend from the highest point of the ridge to the foot of the mountain.

One.

Two.

Three ways.

...

After a while, the mountain was already full of holes.

Countless cracks climbed the mountain.

"Click!"

Accompanied by the last wail, the mountain exploded instantly.

Under the pure white light, the light blue city lights seemed to be rendered on white veil, and the running rocks would bring a string of sparks and lightning.

On the foggy earth, a large piece of rock shattered at the cracked ridge, revealing a vast piece of white in the deep cracks.

Abdul squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time before saying, "It seems to be a building!"

"It's a building, but I can't see clearly. Wait until it's time to come out."

Malamed also looked at the cracks in the earth.

He looked at the exposed roof carefully, and always felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where it came from.

"Architectural, is there any very famous building in Jerusalem?"

Abdul asked.

"Roman Temple!"

Malamed blurted out.

And he thought of another possibility in his mind: the first temple - the Temple of Solomon.

The legend is that the Ark of the Covenant is placed.

He looked at it harder and felt more and more like the legendary Temple of Solomon.

"Roman Temple?"

Abdul frowned.

"You'd better pray that it's not a Roman temple, otherwise we will die miserably. Even if the Pope in the Holy See does not want to start a war, this temple here will force it on the road to start a war."

Discovering the Roman temple here, do you think the current situation is not crisis enough?

Abdul glanced at Malamud and secretly complained.

"I'm not wrong with what I said. In 135 AD, the Roman Emperor Hadrian sent troops to surround and seize the holy city, and built a new Roman city called Elia Gabidolian on the original site, and a Roman temple was built on the Temple Mount."

“This is not Roman architectural style!”

Even if he is not a person who knows a lot about architecture, Abdul knows what style of architecture in various religions is.

He has basically dabbled in all the famous religious buildings in the world.

“It’s not the Roman style.”

"Wait, this is not the first temple you once worshipped - the Temple of Solomon, right?"

After Abdul looked at the building again, he felt that it looked familiar.

Isn't this the top style of Judaism?

"Everything has to wait."

Malamed refused to comment, but his heart was filled with excitement.

The earth is still in the process of continuous cracking.

The soaring smoke and dust rushed towards the ground like steam falling from the hillside.

Suddenly a white light broke through the smoke and dust.

Countless pieces of rock on the earth fell from the ridges that were still rising.

In the smoke and dust, the back of a hall was shaking in it.
To be continued...