The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

Chapter 1091: Heavenly Fire Burning the Savior (1)

“You’re stuttering. If you delay the country’s affairs, ten lives won’t be enough for you to atone for your sins. If there’s anything, quickly report it to His Majesty!” The official angrily rebuked.

The messenger was originally given a seat by the Emperor.

At this moment, he knelt on the ground with a thud.

His expression was panicked and his forehead was covered in sweat. He was even more nervous than before.

“I dare not deceive Your Majesty.”

” The Palace of Salvation has absolute trust in the Barren City. When the earthquake broke out, almost all the survivors rushed to the Palace of Salvation. ” The messenger’s tone was a little calm at first.

At this moment, he shuddered violently.

Despair and heartache flashed in his eyes.

“It is said that there are gods in the Salvation Palace. It is because of the protection of the gods that Desolate City has recovered its prosperity from a thousand years ago. All the sinners were thus redeemed. Everyone worships the Hall of Salvation, treating it as their last protector.”

“Everyone is heading towards the Salvation Palace. The mountain on the Salvation Palace is full of people. Those who survived fought to get into the Salvation Palace. Leaving behind a group of old, weak, sick, and disabled people at the foot of the mountain. I watched everyone go up the mountain.”

“Everyone thought that the savior would protect them. But I didn’t expect …”

The messenger’s tears had dried up.

“No one would have thought that the earth would shake so quickly. This time…It was on the mountain of the Palace of Salvation. A streak of heavenly fire flew down from the distant night sky and engulfed the entire Palace of Salvation in a sea of fire. Even from dozens of miles away, you can hear the shrill screams.”

“Before everyone could run up and down, the entire Palace of Salvation was split into two. The entire Salvation Palace collapsed in the sea of fire.”

“There is a statue in the middle of the Salvation Palace. It is emitting a white light. When it shone, the earth seemed to stop shaking for a moment, but not for a moment. The statue suddenly shattered and exploded. At that moment, it was ignited into a monstrous fire. It won’t be extinguished even if water is poured on it, and it won’t last for a long time until the Salvation Palace is burned to the ground.”

“All of this happened in less than an hour. The entire mountain, along with the people on it, was gone.”

The messenger wailed, almost unable to suppress the fear in his heart.

He had personally witnessed that scene last night.

At that moment, he believed that the Palace of Salvation had a spirit.

The Savior appeared on the spot and tried to resist the natural disaster.

However, he couldn’t control everything, and in the end, it exploded.

Everyone was shocked by the messenger’s words.

Lu Huaijiang clenched his fists and gritted his teeth in fear. A murderous aura pervaded his entire body.

In the throne room, many officials could not bear the pressure and knelt on the ground.

“Why does it sound like they are targeting the Salvation Palace? Only the heavenly fire burned down the Hall of Salvation. Could it be that the Hall of Salvation lost its divinity and was punished by the heavens?”

” After all, the Hall of Salvation came from Barren City. Everyone knows that. ” The Sage King took a deep breath and reported to His Majesty.

Lu Huaijiang looked at him as if he was a dead man.

The messenger kowtowed, ” Your Majesty, the natural disaster is irresistible. The Palace of Salvation has done a great service to the world. How can we implicate the Palace of Salvation?”

” The Palace of Salvation has built countless Halls of Kindness in private and expelled evil from the outside world. How can we let them down? ” Even the people of Barren City had never thought of the Palace of Salvation in this way.

“Your Majesty, let’s not talk about the Salvation Palace. I’m afraid that the disaster relief in the Barren Capital cannot be delayed.” Lord Xie frowned.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“I just don’t know. Now, in Desolate City … How many commoners are left?” Lord Xie’s voice trembled slightly. His question made his heart ache.