Chapter 103 Shadowmoon City, God's People
"Gabriel is the current Pope of the Caesar Empire."
When hearing the news from Eliad, not only Lin Feng, but also Eliad himself, were extremely shocked.
This means that the Pope of the Imperial Church has a close relationship with the undead.
So what did the Necromancer ask Gabriel to prepare?
What did he mean by that sentence?
The message that Lin Feng conveyed to Hong Zhou was also very important to Hong Zhou.
They clearly told Lin Feng Hong Zhou that he would sneak into the Holy Spirit Festival to provide help to Lin Feng.
After bidding farewell to Iliad, Lin Feng has arrived in Shadowmoon City. It is less than 3 days away from the official start of the Holy Spirit Festival.
Shadowmoon City stands in the desert.
The temperature difference between day and night is huge, and the sky is filled with yellow sand all day long.
People walking here wrap themselves tightly all the time to protect themselves from wind and dust.
Because the Holy Spirit Festival is about to begin, there is a constant stream of people entering Shadowmoon City during this period. In this city located in the northwest of the Caesar Empire, there are also many people from the southeast.
Almost all of them carry a cross to show their belief in the teachings of light.
Along the way, Lin Feng also saw many people with disabilities or serious illnesses, who were led by their families to Shadow Moon City.
The Holy Spirit descends to the world, miracles appear, and when the light of light shines on people, ghosts and evil spirits will be completely driven away, and they will be reborn.
Even those who did not believe in the Lord before, after learning these things, came with hope, hoping that the Lord could save their broken lives.
Even though he is not living a good life himself, he cannot bear to see others suffering in life.
If the Holy See could really save people, Lin Feng would naturally have a positive attitude; the terrible thing is that he is afraid that all this is a lie, a hypocritical image created by the Holy See under the guise of light and justice.
Lin Feng was wearing a heavy headscarf, leaving only his eyes exposed, as he walked on the road leading to Shadowmoon City.
There are some old and dilapidated buildings on both sides of the road, and behind the buildings are some wandering local indigenous people.
These indigenous people wear turbans but do not cover their faces like others.
The tanned face was decorated with green patterns, like a tribal totem.
Everyone who passes by here will be watched by them.
There was a hint of vigilance in that scrutinizing gaze, just like the group of aunties from the intelligence team that people who work outside encounter when they return to the village. It makes people feel unpleasant.
Before coming, Lin Feng inquired about the history of Shadowmoon City.
Five thousand years ago, before the Caesar Empire was fully formed, Shadowmoon City was an extremely prosperous city.
Magic is prevalent here, martial arts are prevalent, and it is also an important port city connecting the two sides of the river.
In Shadowmoon City alone, no less than a dozen magic gods and sword masters were born.
Therefore, thousands of years ago, this place was also called the Cradle of God, the Holy City of Shadowmoon.
The residents living in Shadowmoon Holy City are also called God's people, and their blood flows in their veins.
But one day, the war between gods suddenly broke out.
All the prosperity was destroyed by the war. Almost all the people of Shadowmoon City died in this war between gods. Only a few people survived because they went out.
Since then, Shadowmoon City has disappeared into the long river of history.
Instead, it became a desolate, dilapidated and devastated city, which gradually lost its former splendor.
But as God's people, they do not believe that God gave them prosperity and then chose to take it away, so they still live here.
They have the blood of gods flowing in their veins, and they always believe that the blood in their bodies will awaken. As long as another god of magic or swordsman is born, they will surely be able to return to their former glory.
Tormented by this thought day after day and year after year, they gradually became insane, but the reality was not so, in fact it was even more cruel.
Among the descendants of Shadowmoon City, there has never been anyone with magical talent. It was as if they were cursed and became the people spurned by the magical continent.
It is such a forgotten holy city that has become the host of this Whitsunday Festival.
Lin Feng had not felt anything about this before, but after learning about it, he began to speculate on the Vatican's intentions.
Obviously, this is not a good sign.
"return!"
Just as Lin Feng was observing the surrounding environment, someone suddenly shouted from behind him.
When Lin Feng turned around, he saw a barefoot aboriginal child with green patterns painted on his face running towards him.
The one who made the shouting sound was a woman, who chased after the aboriginal child with an angry look on her face.
The aboriginal child went around behind Lin Feng, grabbed the leg of his trousers tightly, hid behind him, and looked at the woman who was chasing him with half of his face exposed.
"No! I won't go!"
The child was yelling hysterically at the woman, who had already come in front of Lin Feng.
She didn't look at Lin Feng, but pointed at the child: "They all went, you must go too!"
"They are all liars! I won't go! I won't go even if you kill me!"
The child grabbed Lin Feng's trouser legs and regarded Lin Feng as a life-saving straw.
Until this moment, the woman seemed to have just noticed Lin Feng, and her attitude was still bad: "Get out of the way! Don't stand in front of her!"
If the other party spoke nicely, Lin Feng would definitely not interfere in their family affairs, but some people just can't speak nicely and have loud voices.
This sentence immediately made Lin Feng feel disgusted.
"Who are you and why are you arresting him?"
"I am her mother, she is my daughter, I discipline my child, what does it have to do with you?!"
Lin Feng turned his head and looked at the terrified face behind his legs. He thought it was a boy, but it turned out to be a girl.
"Is what she said true?" Lin Feng asked the girl for confirmation.
"It's not true! She's going to sell me to those people in white clothes! Sir, please save me!"
"You stupid kid, you don't even recognize your mother! Come here now!"
The woman lost her patience and reached out to grab the girl with her claws and teeth bared.
At this moment, Lin Feng grabbed the woman's wrist and pushed her forward.
The woman fell to the ground.
"Since you are not her mother, I will take care of this child." Lin Feng patted the girl's head, "Will you come with me?"
"Brother! I'll go with you!" The girl hesitated for a moment, but immediately became determined.
Lin Feng pulled the girl up and walked towards Shadowmoon City.
The woman behind him suddenly burst into tears, and the wind and sand filled the air, but she never caught up with him again.
Lin Feng took the little girl and walked for an unknown amount of time before arriving at a dilapidated temple.
This place can temporarily block some of the wind and sand.
The temple is not big, but there are already more than a dozen people hiding inside, and several seriously ill people are lying on straw mats on the ground, exuding a sense of sadness in the silence.
Lin Feng pulled the girl to a corner and sat her down. He took out a piece of bread and handed it to her.
"What's your name?"
"My name is Aurora."
"Tell me, why did you lie just now?"