Chapitre 196

Chapter 196

Author: Luozhou White Horse

The crowd from Britannia looked desperate.

They knew it was a dragon.

Know more about the horror of dragons.

I thought I saw hope, but turned and returned to the abyss of disappointment.

"My lord..."

Marda lowered her eyes, raised the spear in her hand, and the brilliance shone brightly.

Accumulate magic.

Condensing the power of 'revelation'.

But the time was too late, the dark clouds in the sky were entwined like a vortex, and in it, a huge shadow slowly fell.

That's a dragon's claw.

Pale and deep, it pressed down like a mountain, tore apart the atmosphere, and shattered the clouds that blocked it along the way.

Like a disaster.

In other words, it was a natural disaster.

The dragon is the manifestation of the island of Britannia, the embodiment of the harsh environment on that island.

It is a natural disaster.

A specification that is enough to affect the continent, which is an island in itself!

Rowe, who walked halfway up the mountain, counterattacked subconsciously.

Unlike ordinary people, or even ordinary gods, the killing intent that exists on the mainland is not without threat to him, just like being stabbed by mosquitoes and subconsciously going to shoot to death... Luo Wei, who has been walking as a 'human', has never suppressed this urge.

Go with the flow, naturally.

and many more.

In this way - his identity will be revealed!

Luo Wei reacted instantly and pulled back his strength instantly.

But it was too late.

A bang.

The babble of chaos echoes between the heavens and the earth, like ripples spreading from the abyss of primordial chaos that created the world.

Explode the world, tear everything.

The dragon wailed and roared and retracted its claws, but only half of it was received, and the claws shattered into powder.

Everyone looked at each other.

Only Marda, who had sensed something, suddenly looked at Rowe halfway up the mountain, her eyes shining like stars twinkling.

She heard... the voice of the 'Lord'.

The Lord appeared in the world.

On this day...

"Show your morals!"

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The huge dragon claws that fell from the sky were smashed, but Luo Wei did not pursue the victory, but stood in place and resisted the beating of the corners of his eyes.

It's revealed - why, why has he already reached the original specification, and he will be backstabbed! ?

Facing the sound of Marda's voice at that moment, Luo Wei couldn't help but feel helpless. After all, the appearance of the dragon seed was something he could not have expected.

It is the incarnation of the British Isles, and its breath is exactly the same as the British Isles.

If you don't know in advance, even if the original specifications appear, you will only think that it is the British island itself, and you will not know that it will be such a huge island dragon.

Luo Wei lowered his hands and faced the wind.

Marda's cross spear in her hand and her pretty and delicate face made her more sincere and pious.

Rowe smashed the dragon's claws.

With a strong identity, he sheltered the weak people.

This is the manifestation of 'morality'.

"The incarnation of the Lord in the world, Holy Son, you are finally here."

The voice of the saint reverberated in the wilderness, and the dark clouds in the sky were still rolling, but they couldn't hide her words.

The Roman soldiers of the legion frowned and didn't know what was going on, but the poor people from Britannia were all at the same time suddenly and overjoyed. They knelt down to Rowe one after another, thanking and expressing their piety. belief.

They came here to survive, but in any case, it was because Marda had always driven them by faith.

The seeds of faith have long been planted in their hearts.

At this moment, under Marda's words, at the moment Rowe smashed the claws of the dragon with his sleeves, the pillar that supported them all the way here stood up again.

That man, that man made the Roman soldiers save them.

The man smashed the dragon of Britannia that had been oppressing them.

That person is the 'savior' in the mouth of Martha.

He is the 'Holy Son'.

It is the incarnation of the 'Spirit' in emptiness and the 'Father' in heaven on earth.

Here he manifests his righteousness—

"Hum? Did you know them before?" A crisp voice sounded in Rowe's ears, and Nero Claudius saw Rowe stopped and walked down.

The girl's graceful body approached, and her plump legs covered by the fluttering skirt swayed silently. She looked at Luo Wei in front of her: "It seems that there are too many secrets in the ancestors and Qing?"

"No, I don't know them." Rowe shook his head.

Nero crossed his chest with his arms, raised his head, his blond hair was scattered in the wind, and his green eyes were full of seriousness: "It doesn't matter if you know each other, Assistant Officer Yu-Qing's past, Yu doesn't care, You just need to remember that Qing is now Yu's first assistant!"

"This is the emperor's trust!"

"Almost got it!"

"Of course not!" Nero loosened his clenched hands and turned to akimbo: "Yu Ke wants to let Qing always remember Yu's perfection, how could he be here?"

"Yu Nai Rome, the most perfect Rome, and the one that trusts you the most!" The girl emperor swayed from side to side, and everyone on the scene was more or less frightened by the scene just now, even if Marr Tatsuya waited in full force, only the girl named Nero still looked as usual, and even her heartbeat was not disturbed in the slightest: "Because Yu knows, Qing will definitely protect Yu!"

Nero looked quite smug, so Rowe couldn't help reaching out and rubbing the blond hair on her head that swayed from side to side and was as majestic as its master.

"Stop talking, do more real things!"

In a tone like teaching a junior, Rowe tapped Nero's forehead.

"Humm?" Although Nero was in pain, he did not change his complacency.

She knows that her own words have been heard by Rowe. Although there is no effect at present, no matter what the purpose is, Rowe really cares about himself.

that's enough--

"stop!"

"Protect His Majesty the Emperor!"

"Don't let her get close!" A loud and noisy voice sounded under the hill where the first consul of Rome and His Majesty the Emperor stood, and countless Roman legionnaires with spears surrounded a slowly advancing figure. Formed a copper wall-like defense, blocking its forward path.

The white saint stopped, and the poor people from Britannia who followed her also stopped.

The leader Marda raised the cross spear in her hand, and she said, "I have no intention of becoming an enemy of you, I just came to see the 'Holy Son'—"

"Holy Son, is that your minister?" Nero was a little curious.

Luo Wei patted his robe: "Maybe?"

"That's it." Nero waved his hand: "Go, Yu's assistant, in the name of Rome - go and subdue them completely!"

Although he knew that Nero wanted to use the name of the 'Holy Son' to make this 'rebel' completely reassured, Luo Wei couldn't help but tap her golden hair to cover up her smooth forehead.

His Majesty the Emperor held his head and squatted in defense, but the guards next to him all just turned their backs, their eyes, nose, nose and heart, and did not dare to move.

Prevent?

Stop the fart!

Haven't you seen His Majesty the Emperor himself enjoying it?

After finally letting Nero 'constrain' a little, Rowe turned his head and looked down.

He ordered: "Get out, don't stop them!"

"The safety of His Majesty the Emperor, I am here."

"Yes!"

In the face of Luo Wei, who has the full authority to represent the emperor, the commander of the legion did not hesitate this time, nor did he think about asking His Majesty the emperor himself.

Didn't you see that His Majesty was squatting with his head on the side?

Do they even have to ask?

The spear was put away and the soldiers slowly backed away, revealing the figure of a white saint with long purple hair scattered at the foot of the mountain and countless poor people.

Luo Wei took a step, and before he got close, he found that the body of the group was short at the same time, and he was about to kneel.

But soon, they found their bodies froze.

Even Martha herself,

Can't kneel down.

"You don't have to bow down to me, I'm human too." He couldn't escape, and Luo Wei could only accept the facts in front of him.

After all, he is indeed the 'lord', the core of chaos took the place of the 'spirit' of the void, and the body of the machine god was dubbed the title of 'Holy Father'.

This body of the original man is naturally the 'Son of God'.

The three in one, are 'Yahwe'.

This is an unquestioned, undeniable identity.

But even so, he has to change some things he doesn't like: "In the morality I pursue, you and me are equal, and you don't have to bow down to me or kowtow to me."

"Even the emperor of Rome is not worth bowing your head."

"Um?" Hearing someone calling him, Nero popped his head out, and immediately got up, jumped up, and came to Rowe's side with his chest full and swaying: "Yes, I don't need your kneeling. What I want is your enthusiasm and freedom!"

"You're right?" Nero smiled at Rowe, she blinked, as if to say... Praise me?

She is both noble and enthusiastic, but she doesn't care about the girlish mood she shows.

Rowe couldn't help but laugh.

"Equal morality... It's me, I don't understand it well enough, Your Majesty!"

Marda took a deep breath, nodded slowly, and no longer wanted to kneel down to salute.

As a result, the power that bound its short body also dissipated invisible.

The white saint slowly stood up straight: "Then, please, fulfill your promise, Your Majesty!"

"Of course." Rowe smiled.

Being able to get inspiration from his 'babble', Marda does possess high enough wisdom and spirituality.

She can comprehend Rowe's words, and she can quickly change her attitude.

At this moment, although he respected and worshipped him, he was no longer regarded as a superior god as before, but in addition to the respect and worship, a layer of equality was added: "Everyone, Holy Sons Crown I don't need your kneeling and bowing, just treat your majesty as your eldest brother and respect him!"

These words are concise and to the point, too complicated and poor people do not understand, but conveyed in this way, they can make most people understand.

The eldest brother is like a father, but he is still the same generation after all.

"we know."

"Your Majesty the Son..."

"Saint son, brother