Chapter 558 (1/2)
Everyone was stunned.
”Do you know why we were shocked?” It was a long time before the dwarf came back to his senses and looked at him deeply: ”the original texts of history, especially the original texts about these legends. It's the top secret of every family. We never know each other's history. How to write? What is it? What carrier? ”
”No one knows, but that's what happened in your original history? No, no, no... I'm not talking about it... ”The dwarf's braided blond hair was flying. The next second, he bit his fingertips, and a drop of ruby blood coagulated:” what I want to say is... The original history of the dwarves is also such a carrier, such a way of recording. ”
He looked at everyone and said, ”don't pretend to be everybody. Look at your performance just now, I'm afraid our top ten families are all the same! It's all hidden in the blood
Before he finished, Lawrence's trembling voice interrupted him: ”you're wrong... It's not this... It's not this!”
”Look around!” All over his white robe, he said hoarsely: ”here... Except Mr. X, there are 12 people in all!”
”What does this... Stand for?”
”Who dares to think about it?”
Dead silence.
Even if all of you here are the supreme Duke of the world, at this moment, you also feel extremely shocked and foggy.
The twelve apostles, the twelve great princes present here, everything is beyond their imagination.
”That's right...” the women of siren family stood up gracefully, with a dignified face, and a drop of blood condensed from their fingertips: ”siren family... Is also the same way of recording... With blood as the medium, engraved in the blood.”
”The same goes for the Banlong family.” The half dragon man like the demon God stretched out his palm, and a drop of blood in the palm refracted the monstrous red awn.
”Like the Voldemort family.”“ Like the tagulers. ”“ Like the corvinas. ”“ The elves, too... ”
All the sounds sounded, ten drops of blood, crystal clear, ruby shining in the sky. Lawrence pursed his lips and cut his palms. His voice trembled: ”the Vatican... Is still the same...”
”Lord... Is that your will? If it wasn't for the reappearance of the tower of Babel, would we never know that all the top families in Europe and the United States have the same inheritance law? Do you mean to tell the people that we were all twelve sects a thousand years ago? ”
”Don't be funny.” Thain steelhammer scoffed solemnly: ”do you mean to say that the twelve disciples in Europe and America are all our ancestors? The dwarves never needed such ancestors
”The descendants of the twelve disciples may be like this?” Scorris sneered, ”are you insulting the twelve apostles, or are you insulting us?”
”The light of the Lord shines on all living beings.” Lawrence's white robes all over, cold hum: ”how do you want to explain the scene now?”
The woman of siren family took a deep breath and the blood in her hand flew out: ”just now it was the history text of scoris. It was just an accident. My grandfather would never believe such a ridiculous thing.”
”Brush...” the red light of her blood turned into a blood red aura and attached to the scroll. In the red light, everyone was staring at the scroll.
Then all the Archduke gritted their teeth, and ten crystal clear, gem like blood drops flew to the scroll. In a flash, the red light was very bright.
”Silk...” ”unbelievable...” ”this... I can't believe it!”“ Is this the true face of our historical text? So what was passed down from generation to generation? ”“ Must be combined with the Vatican's original history in order to appear? This... This is incredible. ”
A few minutes later, the red awn stopped, lines of text, all appeared in the parchment. But
None of them is the original history they should have!
These families have read all the history. However, this moment is totally different from what they remember! Not words, but
name!
St. Peter! St. Andrea! Chief Jacob! The eagle of Saint John! St. Matthew! Philebus! Saint Jacob! St. domer! Saint Simon! Santa Cruz!
In addition to the previous St. Bartholomew... All of them are the twelve disciples of Jesus!
In the name of the holy.
”Oh...” Leeson's fingers were trembling. In the sky, the sheepskin roll was shining like the gospel of the Lord. His voice was a little erratic: ”twelve disciples... Really twelve disciples! What does the Lord mean to us? ””No!” Lawrence stepped forward and said in a deep voice, ”one person is missing.”
”Among the twelve apostles of the Lord, the only one who has not been given a holy name...” he turned his head, looked at lisengo with burning eyes, and said word by word: ”Judas Iscariot, who betrayed Jesus.”