In a dark temple, a beam of blue fire swayed continuously, and the flames gradually became smaller and quietly disappeared into the darkness.

In the darkness, there was a sound of lonely footsteps and a cane sound. A bright and weird lamp illuminated a road in the vast darkness, and also the appearance of the master.

He was an old man in a twilight black dress, with a vertical scar on his right eye, a black cane, and his wrinkled face was full of energy. His eyes were firm and decisive, as if he had a maturity and stability that could lead everyone to the right path.

Near the place where the flames had just gone out, the old man picked up the lights and illuminated seven different lampstands.

Each lampstand is almost exactly the same, without any decoration, like ordinary plates supported by a bracket.

The front of the lampstand has different words: humility, diligence, generosity, kindness, moderation, praise, and chastity.

The seven lampstands are located on the same plane, and no one is higher or lower.

Originally, flames were burning on every lampstand. Although the light of these flames was not enough to illuminate the entire dark space, they were indeed trying their best to emit a portion of light and a portion of heat.

But now, three lampstands have been extinguished...

To be precise, only two lampstands were completely extinguished, and one exuded a unique dim light, as if it no longer belonged to this world.

Every person who becomes a disciple of the Curse Sect will ignite his own lamp, which is connected with the life of the disciples.

When the lamp goes out, it means that the person who lit the lamp has come to an end.

The old man's eyes stayed on the [humble] lampstand for a long time. Without saying a word, he put down his cane and gently stroked the [humble] lampstand.

The lamp has been on since he was a child. Because of the existence of that lamp, the sect can grow step by step and reach this point today.

To the old man, this lamp also exists like a guardian god.

When he was swaying, it was this lamp that gave him strength.

Now, the lamp has gone out, forever.

Although I had expected such a day to come, the old man could not have imagined that all this would come at this point in time.

The lampstand is still hot.

Touching the lampstand, the old man seemed to hear what [humble] thoughts. He picked up the chandelier, raised his cane, and staggered into the darkness.

Hall of the Temple of Darkness.

The cadres above the priests of the Cursed Sect have gathered together, stood in line, and took the initiative to sing the doctrine of the Sect.

In the middle of the hall, a black pool was lying, as calm as a mirror. There was a cross in the center of the black pool, and a white-bodied spirit woman was tied to it.

The words of cursing the goddess...a lot of ruthless words poured into my ears, and Feng Yu, the saint of the original goddess sect, opened her eyes slightly.

As a spirit body, she no longer had the strength to struggle, but she still raised her head and her eyes fell on five people outside the singing team.

A bandage man, a strong man with gold teeth, a girl in a checkered robe, and... the nameless boy and the kind old lady she saw that day.

After being imprisoned for so long, Fengyu more or less knew their identities, and an ominous premonition surged into her heart.

Five disciples of the Curse Sect gathered together. If something big happens, it will happen soon...

Suddenly, the sound of the members of the Curse Sect singing the doctrine came to an abrupt end, and the quiet needles on the scene could be heard.

In the vast darkness, a strange lamp gradually illuminated the cold and dark temple, and an old man in a black dress appeared in Fengyu's eyes.

The old man looked no different from an ordinary old man, but Feng Yu could sense an unprecedented danger from him.

The cadres of the Curse Sect present bowed to the old man who came over to express their respect. Even the disciples of the Curse Sect bowed to the old man, with reverence in their eyes.

The old man's true identity is about to emerge.

He is the Curse Sect, the current Pope, Gaskel Lorent.

Gaskel Lorent stepped up to the platform next to Fengyu step by step, with an unprecedented serious expression:

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time, I'm very happy to see the faces of each of you.

It's also a pity that I can't see some people's faces...

They sacrifice their lives for our common ideals.

It is worth remembering in our hearts.

”

Gaskel Lorent is in his twilight years, but every sound of his voice is sonorous and powerful, like a young man with great enthusiasm,

“A long time ago, everyone in the world was equal.

Everyone can find what they love and have their own place to stay.

They never believe in God and use their own hands to create the future.

They themselves are their own light, and they can also become other people's light.

But one day, everything changed.

One day in the past, a despicable goddess came to this world.

She imparted her so-called gift to the world, gathered our "luck" together, and only gave some people "strong luck" and cut us into different levels.

The goddess has only one purpose, that is, to turn everyone into her slaves.

Your misfortunes, our misfortunes, our misfortunes, our misfortunes, our misfortunes, our misfortunes in the future, will all be given by the goddess.

When we encounter injustice, disasters, and bullying, we pray to the goddess again and again, praying that she can lower the insignificant little power and change our status quo.

But no matter how we pray, no matter how many times we pray, she never showed up to help us.

Because we are all people who have been abandoned by God.

The goddess will only take our luck from us, and will not pay attention to our destiny.

And the people who received our "luck" thought they were superior, acted as a blessing, became the goddess' lackey, and promoted the beauty of the goddess.

It is clear that we were deprived of our luck that made them, but they thought it was rightfully what they deserved.

Therefore, we must curse the goddess, defeat the goddess, and restore the world to its original appearance.

Since the goddess does not provide help, awaken her enemies.

As long as you are willing to pay the price, the demon will definitely respond to expectations.

They were created as natural enemies of goddesses, and they must be their power to defeat the goddesses."

Gaskel Lorent was passionate, and every word was touching.

After countless years of careful accumulation, he can finally announce his plan to enter the final stage:

"Everyone!

After countless years of long waiting, the day we were looking forward to is finally coming!

We finally enter the final stage of summoning the demons.

In just three days, the door that seals the demon will open and the demon will reappear on earth.

The history of the world will open a new page!

Please join us in defending our common ideals!
Chapter completed!