In that era when theocracy was intertwined, the sound of hyaline surged under the entire sky.
The emerald green night reaches into the sky like an eternal tower.
The black shadow of the castle stands at the end of the avenue, and the Gothic spire reaches into the night sky, majestic and solemn!
The Holy City of Paris, France in the 17th century
At the ground station, the metal shaft made a harsh friction sound, and the black iron door of the castle slowly opened. Eight lusty horses were covered in black masks, and their bloody eyes were like terminators in the night. They pulled the black car and drove into the castle gate. The body of the 'holy' carriage is inlaid with silver inlaid with a ten-child pattern, and a snake-like pattern is nailed to the center.
The carriage stopped in the square, and a girl in a black nun's outfit slowly stepped out of the carriage. She looked about fourteen years old, with a distant face, fair and beautiful, but without any trace of life. Looking at the majestic building half hidden in the darkness, it is a building with sharp vertical lines and corners, as if God has given it extreme and sacred beauty.
Hundreds of torches were lit instantly, and the soldiers lined up to face each other. They held heavy muskets in their hands and pointed the muzzles at the various exits of the castle. Anyone who came out would be faced with thousands of bullets in an instant.
The time of purity is coming.
Another door opened, and inside the castle was a church. The traces of life in the church are traces of candlelight that stand like an ocean, illuminating the magnificent ceiling paintings and murals. Thousands of candles lit the blood-red carpet deep inside. At the end of the red carpet is the light of the huge night-falling red moon. There is a huge black cross on the black stone steps. The woman was tied to the cross, with the soul-eating breeze blowing and the soft white gauze skirt clinging tightly to her body. Her face was so bright that it was too holy to be stained.
"The world? You are a cunning woman, you have deceived the souls of everyone who loves you and sold your souls to the devil!" The girl observed the woman in front of her expressionlessly.
"No, how do you know I lied to him? Answer me, you devil!" the world shouted.
"It's too late, no one will come back to save you." The space was distorted, and wreckage appeared in front of the eyes. Each one seemed to be tortured in hell, bleeding and dried, and then burned again. "Eternal, real, sacred!" The two sharp awls in the girl's hands penetrated both shoulders and were nailed into the cross, tearing the blood and pouring red.
Illusion, the world consciousness knows that it is not dead.
"Desire has begun. Please look forward to it slowly tonight. The stage is ready." The girl gently walked down the platform from the dark night, her blood-stained eyes reflecting the bloody starry sky.
The raindrops fell mercilessly on my shoulders, and the thick mist lingered for a long time. At this moment, the boy's heart suddenly felt extremely painful. "Something must have happened." Feiyi ran quickly with a sharp knife in his hand.
The twisted door located in the corner slowly opened, accompanied by a red feather, wielding a black chain gun covered in armor and an eight-foot spear. From ancient times to the present, no one is spared when returning home. The iron cavalry rises like a tree in three parts. Holding the blade in hand, it flashes in all directions. Dark and black, if you touch the wood, you will die.
When the sky is exhausted, water can still flow. At this moment, the world reversed, and the thread collapsed. Here they come, the Knights of Hell.
PS: There is not much else to say. Brothers and sisters, my vote is not the best, only better!
