Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Seeing the eight shivering slaves re-rowed the fishing boat back to the burning harbour, and the priest, who fell unconscious, was **** and sent to him respectfully. The magnanimous Painhurs also kept his promise. Instead of making things difficult for these slaves, he organized everyone to extinguish the flames of the port as soon as possible.

Under the busy schedule, the Bloodfury clan extinguished the small fire, and the pale white Mana's silky, white hair was also blackened by thick smoke.

"You, come here, and wipe the black dust off my body." Painhurs frowned, and summoned a slave from the crowd to wipe the dark stains for himself. The girl, with long orange-red hair that looked like a burning cloud, was very conspicuous in the crowd.

The barbarian girl named by the acting chief tremblingly moved forward. On top of the healthy, white and tender skin, more than a dozen were covered by linen clothes, with hideous and terrifying scars, all in a dull pain!

Asana lowered her head slightly, and hid a pair of beautiful eyes full of anger-white horses and horses, you can't go wrong, that night, he brought a small group of elites and defeated her proud army, and He used intensive javelins to destroy the pastor team he had worked so hard to build, and almost killed himself!

In that wave of assault, the monster coalition successfully reversed the battle, and even changed the fate of the Gothic Kingdom. The motherland was reduced to this appearance because of the pale monster in front of him!

However, the acting chief did not recognize the enemy's commander. That night, all the Eastern Goths wore exactly the same helmets and armors, and their faces were tightly covered by wooden shields, with only one pair of eyes exposed. How could he recognize this Goth priest who was killed in seconds after meeting?

Pain Hess carefully observed the male pastor's body, and did not pay attention to the servant who was wiping the blood off himself. His whole body trembled slightly because of humiliation and anger.

The priest is tall and has blond hair, no different from other Goths. But there is a strange totem engraved on the cheek: a cross-shaped totem is set inside the two layers of rings.

Speaking of it, when I first came into this world, the cheek bone of that female skeleton was also engraved with this mark...

\"This scar... by the way! I looted a caravan, and the left face of the insider is engraved with this mark! \" The head of the predator in eagle feathers also came over, staring solemnly at the pale white man The body under the horse's hoof.

Asana's eyes, which were as beautiful as flames, were suddenly occupied by endless fear. The emblem of the God of Punishment was engraved on the cheeks, which was originally the supreme glory, symbolizing that they were the closest servants to God. But now, it has become a clue of whereabouts exposed!

\"Speaking of it, it seems that you also have this totem engraved on your left cheek.\"

The white horse turned around thoughtfully, gently raised the female priest's chin, and stared at the cross totem of her pretty face. A pair of dark pupils, like an abyss, solemn and solemn.

\"Excuse me, why do you two have exactly the same mark?\"

Asana was soaked in cold sweat instantly all over her body! Compared with these half-man and half-horse monsters, the strength of her men is too weak, which is why she abandons the car to keep her handsome and does not help her brother.

\"Respect, Lord Chief, this is the totem symbol of our village. In the coming-of-age ceremony, everyone has to tattoo the double-ring cross-shaped mark on their cheeks. \"

Asana pretended to be innocent and scared, trying to win the other's trust. A few crystal tears even appeared inside the eye sockets.

"Is that so?" Painhurs squinted his eyes, and his horse hoofs slowly moved back and forth on the ground. Just like human beings sometimes shake their legs unconsciously.

"Magnus, bring Herniwell here, she is so knowledgeable, maybe she knows this totem."

"Heniwell? It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it is impossible for the experienced people to recognize this mark! The people and horses who have lived on the grassland for a long time will at most deal with the elves of the East, how can they recognize the religious emblems from the Western Empire! "

Asana tried her best to comfort herself, but her heart refused to obey her orders, and the beating became more intense! Suddenly, a slim figure in black and white with distinct colors came into my eyes. The barbarian priest's eyes widened in horror, he almost forgot to breathe, and his heart missed a beat!

Damn it! Why is there a drow here? ? ?

"Double ring cross? Am I still awake?"

Herniwell rubbed her aching head because of the hangover, and came to the scene of the accident dizzy. The exquisite face full of exotic style blooms with an expression of extreme surprise.

"As we all know, the Romans are polytheistic. They even allowed the conquered elves to retain their beliefs in the gods such as Corylon and Rose. They also deliberately moved their statues to the Pantheon in Rome, standing side by side. Put them together for people to worship.

However, about a hundred years ago, Augustus suddenly announced the **** of punishment as the spiritual pillar of the empire's orthodoxy, and at the same time, it continued to weaken people's belief in other gods. Doglegs dressed in white robes and armed with warhammers are also running around the streets and alleys-I have to say that since then, the order of the imperial cities has improved a lot. However, this doctrine is also in Gaul,

It is easy to use in Italy, Africa and other regions.

The top of the eternal lighthouse in Alexandria still has the immortal appearance of Lady Spider.

The temples of the false **** Kerelon are still scattered all over Greece.

The statue of the sun **** Pei Luo continued to stand in the sea port of Rhode Island, watching the ships of the white-skinned compatriots, walking back and forth in his crotch-when he entered the port, it was too exciting to look up. "

The drow slowly sobered up in the conversation, and spit out the other elves by the way.

Painhurs was stunned. The historical process of this fantasy plane was quite different from his hometown: this world really has gods, and it can interfere with the material universe to a certain extent. So... the Roman Empire was split into two parts, the East and the West. The Roman polytheism, which should have disappeared more than a hundred years ago, still exists! It's just that the followers of the God of Punishment dominate.

And beside him, disguised as a slave

Hernival swayed her seductive body with bumps, and slowly knelt on the beach. He gently bent down his slender waist, raised a handful of cold sea water from the Black Sea, and poured it on his delicate and beautiful face. Let the drops of crystal clear dark blue water dance and dance happily on her dark face and long silver hair.

Well, it's more comfortable, wait, this barbarian with beautiful hair is as beautiful as the sunset, so familiar. Orange-red hair, not common among barbarians...

"Huh? You are not the general who leads the Gothic barbarians!"

"Damn!!!"

Asana, who couldn’t continue acting, hurriedly prayed to the **** she believed in for the supernatural power of magic. She saw that her feet flashed with a faint golden light, and she stepped on the ethereal sea breeze, floating in the air, crazy. Flee south!