In this city full of legends and sacredness in Jerusalem, the golden hall standing on the earth has become the center of everyone's eyes.

In that mysterious history like the desolate and smoke, the agreement signed between man and God existed in the temple for a long time.

Although the contract of the Ten Commandments in the temple is likely to have been lost, it is no longer important to be lost under the supreme power displayed in the temple of Solomon.

The temple itself is a supreme divine object, or even a masterless divine object.

It's like a stone thrown into the calm lake, instantly causing thousands of waves.

Countless people from the four continents rushed to the holy city, and for a moment they were like carp crossing the river.

The mutual constraints between major forces will soon open up in the Holy City.

All those who understand the situation are waiting quietly.

The night had long faded, but the pure white holy light on the temple of Solomon was not covered by the sun.

The holy light is like it is in two different positions from the sunlight, emitting divine light bathing in the holy city.

Abdul was still dressed last night. He had not been sleeping all night, watching the temple in front of him from afar.

His friend Malamed had been in for a night.

No one knows what he has experienced in it.

No one knows what is in this golden hall.

Abdul could only guess silently in his heart.

Perhaps, what King Solomon left in it, or what holy objects left by the prophet Moses.

"No matter what, the current situation is not allowed to snatch it from you, otherwise no one will get any benefits, but will only bring disaster."

Abdulna said to himself.

If there was no threat from the Holy See, Solomon's Temple was something he would have to fight for no matter what.

But without it, everything in the world cannot withstand assumptions.

"The situation has begun to chaotic now. I have contacted the Dongzheng lineage, Malamed, and I'm waiting for you to come out. What did you see inside, old friend?"

Abdul stopped in place with doubt.

In the holy city, a crowd was surging, and pure white holy light covered the temple like a dream. Under the golden palace walls was a broken earth, and outside the holy light were crowded heads.

The foggy light separated everyone from the Temple of Solomon.

It prevents everyone from making progress.

Everyone looked through the holy light, prayed, and discussed the legendary temple, the Temple of Solomon.

Not only the Jewish people, but even the tourists here are crowded with them to admire the glory of thousands of years ago.

They raised their heads and looked at the towering palace as majestic as mountains and as bright as stars, and occasionally made uncontrollable amazement.

"Is this from the Temple of Solomon?"

In the white holy light is the ingenious decoration and carving. The temple gate and all the columns, ceilings, doors and windows are all inlaid with gold. Outside the golden hall are carved angels and myths and legends.

"It's so dazzling and so exquisite that it's hard to imagine that this would be an object from two thousand years ago."

“Exquisite?”

Someone scoffed at the nose:

"The one who built it back then was probably no worse than the gods you mentioned. This is a real magical craft."

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In addition to ordinary tourists, some historical and religious scholars who have traveled from afar are also looking at the buildings in front of them.

After the arrival of the mythological age, they fell into a period of confusion for a long time.

If it was the mythological era before, then what is the meaning of their existence? What they learned was destined to be pseudo-learning from the beginning.

However, facing the temple that is difficult to express in detail in words, they find the meaning of their existence.

It is to search for the true myth that has been concealed by history.

“We are history, and if history is false, then we have meaning to correct it.”

“Super it from a new position and explore between the existing ones and the unknown.”

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And it is not only scholars here, there are definitely many people from all over the country who come to hear the sound.

In the mythological era, after the Kunlun demon clan came out, everyone put down a stone in their hearts, and then they began to look for miracles in a crazily manner.

If God is no longer the illusion in legends, then heaven and eternal life are both realities that can be touched.

The people of the Indian Brahmins have been here for a long time.

On a tall building far away from the main hall, several people looked down at the Temple of Solomon on the ground.

"The real breath of myth is completely different from the myth system we felt before in Kyushu."

A Brahmin monk who had escaped from Kyushu before commented.

"But, it's equally powerful."

Galava closed her eyes and felt the glory of the Temple of Solomon.

After he opened his eyes, he turned to look at the people around him and asked.

"What religion is the temple of Solomon?"

Galava is the noblest caste among Brahmins.

He has many servants.

"Jew, the Pope, the Orthodox, and the Green Church, to be precise, it is a holy object belonging to these four major denominations, but it is King Solomon of the Jewish clan."

"Um?"

Galava frowned and said:

"Then how is it a holy thing for all religions?"

"Because they are entangled with each other's history, like four beautiful flowers growing on the same foundation."

Galava's servant explained immediately.

No one can explain what the state is in the historical sarcophagus.

However, these four major sects are like twin brothers.

"Don't you have your own sect, is it all a reference?"

Galava smiled disdainfully. In his eyes, Tianzhu was the real kingdom of God.

"Yes, you're not comparable to them."

"But they still have a lot of good things, such as this temple."

Galava looked at the intoxicating beauty and exclaimed.

“It is an honor to be interested in you.”

The servant of Galawa.

"How is the situation now?"

Galava turned her head and looked at her servant.

Seeing that his master asked a question, someone immediately replied:

"It is said that the people of the Holy See have moved, and they are going to take back the place of worship that once filled the inscriptions of the Ten Commandments."

"The Dongzheng lineage also moved, but they seemed to be here to stop the Holy See."

“The Green Church and the Jewish Prophet Malamed, who entered it, basically agreed.”

"It's just because of the strength of the Holy See, the current situation is here."

"It seems that the United States wants to get a share of the pie."

"them?"

A leader of the Brahmin smiled.

Galawa smiled, too.

"I don't know if they should be lucky or unfortunate. Without any inheritance and foundation of myth, they are already at dusk."

When it comes to the United States, those who understand the situation obviously know the embarrassment it is in.

"However, it's considered a muddy water at this time, and it's extremely possible if they really touch the fish."

"Now the only ones that may really have an impact in the East are Kyushu and our Tianzhu."

Galawa restrained her smile and said.
Chapter completed!