musicians of old

Chapter 701 Flash

Words are sprinkled together with spiritual revelations.

These senior generals, who were loyal enough but always somewhat unwilling, gradually felt relieved, enlightened, and alert, and kept nodding their heads as they pondered.

Melaltine and Walter exchanged glances, and both read clear and pleased expressions on each other's faces.

The Pope's evaluation back then was indeed good. Although Lavoisier was both an artistic and a political figure, he was ultimately a purely religious figure.

Master Lavoisier had his own coexisting principles and style, as well as his own foresighted considerations, which were not simply determined to be in favor of war or peace.

Since we are fortunate enough to be born in the same era, it would be good enough to follow the path he points out.

The purpose is always to make Janus prosperous and strong.

Although Melaltin was a representative of the hardliners, the last bit of doubt in his heart completely dissipated.

It's just that there are other believers who haven't heard the sermon yet, and various factions with different ideologies and positions.

"Let's do this. As for the factional differences among the believers, His Holiness the Pope and I will actively bridge them so that everyone can find a consensus."

Dang——dang——dang——

At this moment, it is exactly midnight, the time when the old and new dates change.

The great bell of the church in the little town of Mintkincons rang lowly, but it was so far away on the desolate riverbank that almost no one could hear it.

The sound of the time-telling bells that reaches this world are just some vibrations that remain in the air or water ripples.

But there were two exceptions.

"Um?."

A wisp of sand and dust once again fell between Mr. Wax's fingers, picking up and then releasing it.

"This is."

Fanning's brows furrowed.

The two people, who were on both sides of the Strait and still separated by a long distance, were at the same time.

They all looked upstream towards the Hedgewell River!

Farther away, it seems that something has overflowed from the areas covered by the overly colorful oil film at the moment of transition when the last hour of midnight ends and the new 0 o'clock arrives!

"The gap in the lost time? The gap that has no meaning to the mortal world? The oozing of the world's surface under the high fever?"

Fanning only felt that it was like an unstable flash, a chaotic iterative scene, or a substance like brightly colored insect egg bubbles.

It has a strong dyeing property like oil paint, but it fades rapidly. By the time it flows all the way down and reaches the river where they are, it has become very thin.

Just like a stream of sewage suddenly discharged into a river, there is an extremely obvious pollution band at first, but it will gradually become less obvious as it is diluted by a large amount of natural water.

It was just like the churning and iterative "radioactive material" that he had discovered at the Jinlangnia Watch Factory when he had just joined the Guidance School, except that the light and shadow were relatively more monotonous, without such a rich and colorful appearance.

还像

What else does it look like?

Chaotic pixels! ?

Fanning suddenly thought of the first sermon he gave in the Lowland Laubken Parish, and the "church air raid" incident he encountered when he accompanied Roy to inspect the site for a chain of cinemas!

He had long known about the Lydians' collusion with the Advent Society. At that time, a secret believer named Porter led a team to bomb the church in a fighter plane. A secular army dared to directly provoke the clergy of another country, and there was no official explanation or punishment afterwards. This is why Fanning is no longer polite. It's meaningless to say too much nice things. Whoever erected the boundary marker here should drag it back himself.

"Are these people from the Lingyin Discipline Association all affected by the 'True Word Viper'? I've seen a high proportion of them on the Special Patrol Office's execution list in recent weeks. Is it a good idea to just 'execute them' like this?"

Fanning had always found it strange.

First, the secret history of Bologna's promotion to "Raven" is not completely consistent with the activities of the Lingyin Discipline Society; second, based on my superficial knowledge, there is a basic statement in their doctrine that "the less you need, the closer you are to Him" ​​- this is an organization that advocates hidden energy and silent spiritual practice, but this time it is so radical in the southern enclosure movement and border war?

"Back then, the enemy bombing during the church attack caused some of the chaotic pixels mixed in to spread and settle in the town. Isn't this the same as the current scene? One is diluting in the air, and the other is in the water; one is man-made, and the other is considered 'natural', that's all."

"Could it be that despite my initial persuasion and even my sincere offer to withdraw from the Southern Kingdom, the Lydian army has been unwilling to simply withdraw from the Apel area because they want to guard the upper reaches of the river?"

"They continue to collect this 'flash' in secret?"

"Father Vincent visited the Harvest Art Festival three times. It was speculated at the time that he was trying to extract some strange 'pigments' to create seven mysterious paintings. However, he lost contact after completing five-sevenths of the plan. Now, it seems that this is the 'flash'? The source is in this area? The area where he disappeared last time?"

"Reladium Chemical Trading Company, a supply channel that could not be traced back to the source after investigation"

"And what about the large military supporting project order commissioned by the Imperial House of Commons that Lu mentioned this year?"

Various discontinuous images flashed through Fanning's mind.

He looked at the thin but discordant substances on the river surface, which looked like colorful oil droplets under his powerful spiritual perception. They were washed onto the river beach and to his feet by the waves.

It then seeped deep into the sand along with the river water and was no longer visible.

Sand?

When Fanning first arrived at the river, for some reason, the first thing that came to his mind was to squat down and try to paddle the sand.

But the next moment he immediately realized that the people from the Special Patrol Office had also come here tonight and were staring at him from the other side of the river!

That's why Fanning was alert and changed his action without leaving any trace, pointing to the "treacherous monument".

So I just let things take their course and continued to answer questions and resolve confusion for believers.

Now the midnight bell rang, and the flashes of light overflowed, washing over the river bank and penetrating into the sand and gravel. Although all kinds of strange speculations surged in Fanning's mind, he remained as if he had not noticed anything and continued to explain the meaning of the scriptures to everyone.

But the next moment——

The Special Patrol Office personnel who were secretly watching from the other side of the river suddenly disappeared from their original place!

"Kacha kacha——"

On our side, the sound of a wheelchair crushing dry grass could be heard.

Laxus pushed Mr. Wax's wheelchair and walked out from the crowd listening to the sermon without any sense of incongruity!

Fan Ning turned his head and met his gaze, as well as the gazes of the believers beside him!

(End of this chapter)