t is difficult to show a slight indifferent smile.
“May the glory of my lord shine on the Durham Empire forever…May believers of my lord live forever on the fertile soil given by my lord, live and work in peace, and enjoy blessings forever!”
‘Ding, Ding Ding’!
A special priest sounded a small chime made of pure gold.
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“There is still darkness in Hyderabad… I’m going to take the glory of my lord to Hyderabad and save the lost lambs.” Saint Attila did not look back, his voice resounded throughout the square.
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Dozens of priests wearing golden robes lit the incense, knocked the golden chime, and raised various religious rituals. They lined up in a line of two, walking in front of the open carriage, shouting loudly. Holy Name, go forward slowly.
Saint Attila sat steadily in the carriage, and on all sides, believers stretched out to him, like a Ma Lin arm.
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