As soon as Iranor saw Joshua, he was shaking like crazy and wanted to rush out of the crowd to kneel down and worship the rabbi. Before he started, he suddenly found that he couldn't move.

"Ilano, if you continue to go crazy, I will kill you." Not far behind him, Alicia held a chess piece in the air, which symbolized the theologian. The chess players do not allow the chess pieces to move, and the chess pieces must never be moved.

"Okay...Okay." Irano said softly through the chess pieces, "Please let go, Mr. President...I have calmed down."

Alicia paused for a moment. At this time, Joshua and his twelve disciples riding on a donkey's colt happened to pass by Iranor. The tears on the theologian's face flowed like sweat on the peasant's head. There is a huge statue of Joshua in the seminary lecture hall, and he has been coming and going there for more than twenty years. When he was young, he would often look up to see the face wearing the crown of thorns, but later he forgot to stare even when he passed by.

Alicia let go of the chess piece, and all the muscles in Irano's body relaxed. Some people in the crowd knelt down in anticipation of the rabbi's arrival, so Irano's quiet kneeling did not seem so weird.

Finnick, who was standing next to Alicia, wanted to take a look at him, so he raised his face from under his hood. The man sitting on the donkey's colt had a face almost identical to his own. Finnick wasn't too surprised.

Joshua seemed to notice something. He raised his eyes and saw the blood descendant of the Holy Son from a thousand years later... Joshua smiled. Seeing someone who looked so much like himself in the crowd, he was not surprised at all and just smiled.

That smile seemed to imprint on Finnick's face. Only then did the descendants of the Holy Son realize that the difference between themselves and God was far more than the ugly red birthmark on their bodies. Finnick's face always has tangle, confusion and a trace of fear. He is a typical "person". But there was only a soft light on Joshua's face. It was really the face that only God has...

Even if they have the same face, they can be seen completely different.

Alicia discovered all this too. She seemed to have thought of something and frowned slightly. Joshua and his disciples brought the crowd inside the city gate, and the outside of the city seemed a little deserted.

Irano stood up, with tears mixed with sand on his forehead and face. There was obvious guilt on his face: "I'm sorry, President..."

"Forget it." She knew Irano. Although he was full of emotions, he had always been a reliable person. His gaffe just now was understandable.

"Ilanor is really crazy..." the angel said softly. For the first time, the theologian didn't say anything back. He just wiped his face with a handkerchief, trying to calm down the overwhelming emotions.

"This is not like an illusion or a spiritual world..." Alicia expressed her feelings when she just saw Joshua's face, "Here... the sense of reality is too strong.

"The Holy Grail Maze puts us in a certain period of real time. What we just watched is a scene that actually happened in history."

"I feel the same way," Finnick said. "The Holy Grail seems to have really thrust us into AD 33..."

"If that's the case, we can get the Holy Grail," Iranor said, his voice deepening. Not only his voice, but his whole person seemed to have changed, as if he had been caught in a heavy rain.

"What do you mean?" Finnick asked.

"I said we can get the Holy Grail." Iranor raised his eyes, "Joshua took his disciples into Yeluosa, and then he went to the temple to set up a stall. Then, after the Passover feast , Judah will betray him...and then the Holy Grail of history will appear."

Finnick's eyes widened, he didn't realize it.

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My heart dropped a little. Colonel Weissall, who originally felt a little numb when looking at the angels in the Kingdom of Eden, found that these divine creatures seemed a bit simple and slow, and actually regarded his group as residents of the Kingdom of Eden...

Simple angels call all men "Adam" and women "Eve". Unlike the modern things of the same name, these divine creations that make all explorers' scalps tingle, not only do they not show any hostility at this moment, they can even be said to be too gentle and submissive. At this moment, the team of the Heritage Protection Brigade can be said to be walking arrogantly on the streets of Eden.

Weissall tried to contact the other two teams, but there was no response. The weak connection between the protection brigade collar badges had been completely blocked by the maze. There is no way to know the situation of the other two teams. Now he can only focus on how to find the Holy Grail...

Walking in this weird city full of natural atmosphere, Axel felt a little hungry. Suddenly, a purple-furred stag walked quickly by the roadside. It stood on the roadside and lowered its head in the direction of Axel. On the antlers on its head, there were some yellow stags that looked very... Delicious fruit…

It sensed that I was hungry, so it stepped forward and brought me food... What's going on? Axel was stunned for a moment, and then instinctively wanted to reach out to pick the fruit, but Captain Harley stopped him.

Only then did Axel remember the rules of the Protection Brigade: no food from unknown sources could be eaten without permission. The first-fruited deer seemed to know his intention and backed away obediently.

Axel suddenly understood: the Kingdom of Eden is a place that takes good care of human beings. The "Holy Book" records that the ancestors of mankind lived a carefree life in this paradise. The Garden of Eden is a country where you can stretch out your hands with clothes and open your mouth with food.

Angels are their protectors, and everything in the world supports their luxurious life...

In front of the team, a man wearing a white short robe appeared. At first glance, he is a local aborigine. His skin is very fair, and his eyes have a simplicity that is rare for modern humans. UU read www.uukanshu． com The man had a friendly smile on his face: "Good afternoon, my friends!"

"Good afternoon." It was difficult for Weissall to force a smile on his face, so he could only try his best to look friendly.

"Clothes..." The man looked at the clothes on a group of outsiders with admiration. However, he did not seem to realize that this group of people were "outsiders."

"The clothes you designed are really beautiful!"

"Yours isn't bad either." The colonel laughed. That smile was creepy.

"Come on, friends!" he greeted enthusiastically, "We are having a fun party! It's about to reach its climax!"

With that said, the man in white led a group of people towards the inside of the building. They walked through a corridor and came to a large garden with exposed boulders. There are many people here wearing various clothes, all aborigines, and they are busy doing something in the middle of the garden. Three wooden stakes were erected in the middle of the garden. A lot of firewood and white flowers were thrown beside the wooden stakes...

"That's a white gardenia. It smells delicious when burned." The man in white said happily pointing to the pyre.

"What are they going to burn?" asked the colonel.

"What to burn?" The man always had a smile on his face, just like everyone here, "Of course it's to burn those stubborn guys!"

"Here they come! They're here!" The man in white clapped his hands and pointed in one direction.

People escorted three naked men out. A boy, a girl, and a boy about six years old. The boy was crying loudly.

They were led to a stake and someone spat on them. An old man in a red robe walked out of the crowd and asked something loudly. His voice drifted along the wind and continued intermittently: "Lias, your family...is shameless...a pure sect!"