() "Captain Saxon, you will lead a group of people to visit the Guya Cult next to the gold mine."
"Master leader, you are making a fuss out of a molehill. According to the intelligence, doesn't the Ancient Asia Cult only have one third-level priest? And he is an old man with one foot in the coffin? As for dispatching a fourth-level swordsman like me? And one
There are too many people in the team. Just give me two attendants and that’s enough.”
"I feel more at ease if you take charge. By the way, be a little more polite to the Ancient Asian Cult. We need their missionary ability. The great Giant Spirit God has repeatedly accused our sect of extremely poor ability to spread the faith."
"Exactly, isn't it just a country country sect? As for what? Okay, Master Leader, I'm going to set off. Try to finish it as soon as possible and come back early, and then I can drop by 'Nolanji'er' to have a good time, hehe."
"You guy, I hope you will capsize in the ditch!"
…
There is still an hour before the Djinni Cult attacks.
Early this morning, our scheming Pope, His Highness Yide, was so excited that he ran to the gate of the town and squatted there, waiting for the slaves of the Giant Spirit Cult to come and beg for a slap in the face.
In Yide's expectation, the countdown on the system finally returned to zero. At the same time, a carriage quietly appeared in Yide's field of vision. Looking at the carriage walking on the official road and approaching the town, the corner of Yide's mouth
It started to rise involuntarily.
It’s time to start using the pope’s great trick. Ide does speak his mind, but it also depends on the person. For his believers, Ide does what he says. As for the heretics, it’s none of my business to lie to you, and you don’t
It will provide our Lord with the power of faith. You have been deceived. Can you blame others for your low IQ? Young man, you underestimate this cruel and beautiful world.
Yide once again saw the member of the Giant Spirit Cult who came to Guya Cult last time, the third-level swordsman Bess. This swordsman was now acting as a groom driving a cart.
Seeing him, Yide couldn't help but put on the sweet smile on his face like a naughty kid asking for candy.
Seeing the sweet smile of the little pope, Solan, the captain of the town guard, couldn't help but shuddered all over.
His Highness the Pope, who has always looked like a young adult, would suddenly turn into a naughty child? Solan would not believe this even if he killed him.
Little Ide's intelligence is well-known in this town. It is suspected that the reincarnation of a saint, the precocious Little Ide will never become a naughty child. For this reason, Solan is sure that some unlucky guy will fall into our trap.
The little pope who just learned "Houhei Xue" has it in his hands.
Solan suddenly decided that he would never let his daughter come into contact with the deceptive "Houhei Xue" in the future. Look at our little Pope, he has not studied for two days, and he has changed from the kind-hearted sage who he was.
He has become a black-hearted pope who knows how to seduce people. If my precious daughter learned this "Thick Black Learning", wouldn't she be cheating her father every day?
"Hey! Isn't this the little Pope? What happened today? Why did you come to the gate of the town? Did you know that we are going to visit again, so you are waiting for us here?"
After driving the carriage to Ide, Bes smiled and waved to Ide.
"Well, I'm waiting for you fools... I'm waiting for the knights of our sect. They will come back from training in the mountains today." Ide blurted out without thinking. Fortunately, the Pope responded quickly and was halfway through the sentence.
His words turned around in an instant, and he said it with the innocent and romantic look of a child.
Bess was stunned for a moment, then he touched his chin and thought for a moment and asked: "Knights? Do you have knights in Guya Cult? Oh, was it that the group of knights passed by last time and you asked those passing knights to teach your newcomers?"
"Well, you can say that. Emily did learn about knights from them. I believe she will be the best knight in our sect in the future." Ide nodded in agreement, but what Ide said was not the same.
There was no mistake, so Yide didn't lie, he just covered up a little bit.
The art of language is not something that the muscular brains of the Djinni Cult can understand.
Emily indeed has the potential to become the best knight of the Ancient Asian Cult. The talent of the knight's heart makes Emily's future bright.
"Tch, this little brat can become the Pope. It is indeed a small rural sect." The curtain of the carriage opened, and a man with a scar on his cheek that looked like a centipede appeared in Yide's sight.
As soon as this new scarred man appeared on the scene, he made a cold and noble mockery of the Guya Cult, which immediately made Solan and other members of the town guard who were standing by him angry and afraid to say anything.
Most of the members of the Guard are young men who grew up in small towns. They have a very high love for the Guya Cult, a sect that has been growing up with them since childhood.
For this reason, the members of the escort team were angry and just about to draw their swords to rectify the name of the Guya Cult. Captain Solan suddenly moved and stopped the members of the escort team.
As a third-level warrior, Solan can naturally clearly feel the powerful aura of the scarred man in front of him, which is the power of a fourth-level strongman. For this reason, in order to protect the team members, Solan decisively
Stopped.
To be honest, Solan was also very angry at the guy in front of him with his nostrils turned upward. However, Solan, who became the captain of the escort team, was quite rational. He had to consider the overall situation and never conflict with the guy in front of him, otherwise the town would be destroyed.
suffered a huge disaster.
Moreover, Solan also saw that the innocent smile on Little Pope Yide's face, which had always been unpredictable, deepened.
Solan has seen the recent changes in the Ancient Asia Religion.
Judging from the conversation just now between the little Pope and the swordsman driving the carriage, these guys from other sects may have fallen into the trap set by the Little Pope. Now Solan and the other members of the escort team only need to move
Just watch the show from the bench.
Of course, if the little pope came to support the escort when he was about to beat up the three people from other sects in front of him, Solan would definitely say that our escort would be very happy to serve as thugs or something, and he would be guaranteed to punch in the face.
Even their mother doesn't recognize them, and they will never give up.
The scarred man didn't care at all about the fire-breathing gazes of the surrounding escort members. No, it's not so much that he didn't care. It's better to say that this guy felt more comfortable when he felt the anger of others. This is a sense of superiority. So what if a group of country bumpkins were unhappy?
?I can defeat all of you with one hand.
"Hey, that little brat, who is in charge of your Guya Divine Cult? Let him come out quickly. I am very busy. I will leave after explaining the matter. I don't have time to talk to you country bumpkins.
What a waste of time.”
"Captain Saxon, my lord, please treat me kindly..." Seeing his captain showing off his superiority in front of children and a group of country people, Bess couldn't help but say something. After all, the child in front of him might be the propaganda of the Djinni Cult in the future.
Ambassadors or something like that, if you lower your head and don't look up, you won't be able to get along well after being offended.
"Shut up, you weakling. It's up to you to decide what I do!" The scarred man Saxon didn't care about the face of his sect members at all, and directly mocked him, which immediately made Bess, who was trying to persuade him, couldn't help but secretly grit his teeth.
"Uh... Although I don't know what you are talking about, my words still have some prestige in the sect. But if you want to say that the most authoritative person, then it must be the old bishop." Yi De thought for a while and added some correct words.
The information was revealed.
Yes, the old man's prestige in the sect is definitely very high. When the old man goes berserk and even dares to slap the Pope's butt, how can he not be so powerful and domineering? But in the sect, the one who really decides to implement the decision now is the one who has a little bit of prestige.
of Ide.
"Very good, then let the old bishop come out and speak immediately." Hearing Ide's words, Saxon nodded and then waved his hand wildly, ordering Ide.
Yide frowned secretly. It was not that the other party ordered him, but that the other party actually asked the old man to get out and talk. With this sentence, Yide lost all his good impressions of the group of people in front of him. The old man worked hard for the Guya God Religion and made great achievements.
When he reaches old age and retires, he is still told to get out? Yide has already sentenced the three people in front of him to death.
With this thought in his mind, the face of the black-hearted Pope Ide still showed the innocent and simple smile of the country boy, "Oh, well, I don't know what uncle you are so anxious about, but it's noon now? Why?
Do you want to go on the road without a meal? You can talk to the old bishop during the meal. I am not boasting, but the skills of the cooks from our Guya God Cult are the best in the town."
"Captain Saxon, the little pope is right. Why don't we just have a meal here before leaving? If we are on the road, we can only eat dry food." Bess once again acted as a good face and said to his captain who thought he was invincible.
, he said and pointed to the package containing dry food.
"Eating dry food? Absolutely not. Okay, I will condescend to have a meal in this shabby place. Good wine and meat are a must!"
"Uncle Solan, when you see my knights coming back, ask them to come to me directly. The three guests who have come from afar, please come in." Ide ordered Solan and looked at the three servants with a smile.
The warrior from the Giant Spirit Cult walked up to him in the carriage and made an invitation gesture.
"Humph!" Saxon snorted coldly, raised his head proudly and walked into the town.
Yide turned around, and a devilish smile flashed across Yide's face. Cherish it, this is your last lunch. After eating, hurry up and "hit the road".
On the way to the chapel of the Guya Cult, Yide still had time to introduce the town to the three warriors who had come from afar.
In the square of the town, a small church stands quietly here. It does not have a tall and majestic feeling, but it is more harmonious and beautiful.
This made Saxon couldn't help but spit again when he saw the chapel.
"Eh? The old bishop is in the church. I'm going to call him out." Ide was surprised to see the old bishop reading scriptures for the believers on the side of the church hall.
"Old man! The guests from the Giant Spirit Cult are here again! They are at the door now."
Saxon, who was standing in the square, looked around boredly.
Suddenly, a gardener pruning flowers and trees in the flower bed in the center of the square came into his eyes. It was a good thing that he didn't see it. Saxon's eyes almost popped out when he saw it. Is that right? The gardener's hand
The pure white scissors he is holding should be transformed by fighting spirit? Fighting spirit deforms? A fourth-level warrior!?
Saxon rubbed his eyes, yes! It was indeed a battle spirit transformation, which is the ability of a fourth-level warrior. Suddenly, cold sweat broke out on Saxon's head. For some reason, Saxon felt as if he had stepped into a huge trap.
among.
"Crack!" A sound made Saxon jump.
I saw that the gardener, who was suspected to be a fourth-level soldier, was holding the fighting scissors unsteadily, and suddenly cut off a large piece of flowers and trees.
"Hasen! What are you doing? Do you think these costs are free! Divine magic - nectar of life!"
Yi De's childish voice suddenly rang in the ears of Saxon and others. When Saxon and others were stunned, a magic spell containing terrifying holy power was summoned from the hands of the little pope, and a ball of liquid full of vitality was poured into the flowers and trees.
, suddenly caused the flowers and trees that had suffered heavy losses to skyrocket.
Mud horse! Level 4 magic?! Labor and management are not dazzled! Then it is definitely a level 4 magic! Was it released by that little kid Pope? Damn it, how is this possible? This kid is at most ten years old and is already level 4.
A priest?
In an instant, Saxon and the others' backs were soaked with cold sweat. At this moment, they already felt that they might have stepped into a huge trap, and this trap was not aimed at these little miscellaneous fishes, but
Targeting the entire Djinn Cult.
"Da da da."
There was a sound of horse hoofbeats, and four knights in silver armor, shining brightly in the sun, appeared on the square on horseback. The terrifying momentum of the real knights suppressed the entire square for a while.
Along with the knights, six warriors of light appeared.
These are exactly Siro, Wu Ke, Goering and others.
Level 4! Another level 4 warrior! The leading knight is definitely a level 4 strongman, and he is also the kind of experienced knight who has fought on the battlefield! With this kind of momentum, the leading knight can finish the duel alone.
It's definitely quite easy to torture yourself.
Master, maybe you are right, we are really going to capsize in the ditch...
"His Royal Highness the Pope! We are back, and the results of the training are very good. Everyone's strength has become more stable." Siro and others got off their horses, and led a large group of people to the scene under the dull eyes of the three hard-working Saxons.
In front of Yide, he knelt down on one knee and saluted.
Trough! Holy See Knights! Real Holy See Knights, Holy See Knights that are not even found in the Djinn God Cult! And those guys, pure light warriors? This is the real force of the sect, better than the Djinn God Cult
A miscellaneous army formed by a large number of miscellaneous warriors. The extraordinary group of guys in front of them are too regular. They are definitely the regular army of the Holy See!
Is there any mistake? This Ancient Asian Cult is really a small sect in the countryside? They can compete head-on with the Djinn Cult! Saxon's heart felt like ten thousand grass-mud horses were running past.
"Where are the guests of the Giant Spirit Cult? Your Majesty the Pope? You didn't entertain them well last time and let them leave as soon as they came. You must entertain them well this time."
At this moment, the old man walked out of the church and looked around curiously.
Seeing the old man with gray temples standing on the steps, the three Saxons made smiles that were uglier than crying. They were really going to fall into trouble this time.
"Old man, you are blessed! The members of the Giant Spirit Cult send their regards to you!"
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