Chapter 464: There is something to steal the light
Nigris's heart skipped a beat and he almost screamed.
Sabada! Is it obvious to tell others that she also understands the Holy Light?
Sure enough, the priests looked at the little angel's hand in surprise. Monica was shocked and grabbed the little angel's hand and pulled it up to her eyes.
"It's really the Holy Light. It's such a pure Holy Light. It's worthy of being a holy girl with the affinity to the Holy Light. You don't even need to learn it. You can learn it just by watching us play it a few times. It's amazing." Yunika said excitedly.
arrive.
Can pfft still be understood this way? Couldn't it be that she already knows how to do it?
Monica also said excitedly: "Yes, the talent is so good. Only a pure saint who has just realized the Holy Light can release such pure Holy Light. Alas, we are all polluted by reality and have too many distracting thoughts in our hearts.
Already."
Pfft, did you misunderstand it because it was too pure?
Indeed, when the saint first comprehended the holy light, it was very pure without too many impurities. As she grew older, her mind became more and more complicated, and it was difficult to emit pure holy light anymore.
However, is there a possibility that the guy in front of you is too naive and not because he has just understood the Holy Light?
Or maybe the guy who gave her the Holy Light was more innocent, so she had such pure Holy Light? Pure, pure, can’t you tell the difference?
Nigris really wanted to jump out, untie her belt, pull out the elastic cord inside, twist it into a slingshot and shoot her face to let her see clearly!!
Unika suddenly discovered something, moved her head forward, looked at Monica's face in horror, and said in shock: "Mother... uh, no, High Priest Monica, your face?"
Monica subconsciously covered her face and glared at Yunika angrily.
The birthmarks and scars on her face made Monica feel inferior. Even her daughter should not poke her wounds in front of others.
Unika knew that her mother was angry, but this discovery was so shocking that she had to say again: "Mom, your scar has become pale, you can see for yourself."
As he spoke, he took out a small mirror from his pocket.
Monica took the mirror dubiously and took a look at her face.
The moment she put her hand down, there was an uproar around her.
The female pastors who were attracted by the conversation between mother and daughter had already turned their attention to Monica, and some even walked around to face her, just to see clearly what was wrong with Monica's face.
Monica saw her face clearly, was shocked, and raised her head in disbelief.
She was very aware of the scar on her face, which was twisted and bulging and twisted like a bug every time she spoke, so she usually tried her best to cover it with her hair.
However, the scar was easy to hide, but the birthmark that covered half of her face was not so easy to cover. As a high priest, she couldn't hide her face, and she had to endure expressions of pity or disgust from some people from time to time.
It's okay to be disgusted, she is a great priest, and the gods like her, don't you? Who are you? But the 'sad' expression will easily make her angry. With such an expression, it is nothing more than saying
'It's such a pity to have such a good figure and a face like this'.
But now, that ugly flesh-worm-like scar has become dull, and the bulge is no longer obvious.
How could this happen? Mobaka looked at the little angel's hand.
"Is it you? But...can you try again?" Monica didn't even notice that her voice was trembling.
The little angel took a big sip of sweet fruit tea, and used the holy light to touch Monica's face again.
Under everyone's gaze, the scar became more and more dull, slowly shrunk, and gradually smoothed out. Finally, only a white mark remained, and all the raised scars disappeared.
"Wow!"
"Wow...it's so magical."
Monica tremblingly reached out and touched the scar, feeling how flat and smooth it was. Then she picked up the mirror and looked at it. Finally, she said excitedly: "This...is this the pure holy light that I just realized? The purest holy light.
Does it possess the ability to purify all things?"
Ponegris created an image in Ange's soul that looked like he was "raising his neck and spitting out blood".
Can Supada be interpreted this way? Is it possible that this is not pure holy light, but some kind of healing magic?
No, Monica firmly doesn't believe it, and neither does Yunika. They don't believe that this pink and cute little loli knows magic. She is obviously just a little vegetable farmer girl who follows her father to deliver vegetables. How can she know magic?
Even if you know magic, what magic can be used to treat such old scars?
No, the old scar has formed a skin memory. Even if it is cut off and then treated, the scar will still grow back.
I have never heard of this kind of magic, so there is only one answer: that is the power of pure holy light!
"It's amazing. She deserves to be a saint. She can release the Holy Light twice in a row just after she realizes it. Unfortunately, the Holy Light is ineffective against birthmarks." Not only Monica thinks so, but Unika also feels the same, and she even feels regretful.
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Birthmark? The little angel tilted his head and stretched out a finger.
Ange picked her up immediately, because Nigris had already roared in his soul: "Stop her, stop her, stop her from using freckle removal, this idiot!!"
"Who is this?!" Monica frowned, how dare you treat their saint like this? How courageous.
When Yunika saw her frowning, she knew what she meant and quickly explained: "This is Mr. An, the father of the child."
"Oh, it turns out to be Mr. An. Thank you so much to you and your daughter for healing my scar. No matter what, please give me a chance to thank you."
"Come on, come on, please? What? Not going? No, please give me this opportunity and let me thank you properly."
"You may not know that this scar has become a heart disease of mine. It is like a wound engraved in my heart. It stimulates my heart to bleed every day. Miss Ao has cured my heart."
"It's not an exaggeration to say he was born again. You must give me a chance to thank you for this kind of life-saving grace, right? God will not show mercy to those who are not grateful."
"We have held a lot of activities and programs there recently. You can participate. Miss Ao will definitely like them."
As expected of a priest, Monica is so eloquent that not giving her a chance to be grateful is tantamount to scolding her for not having a grateful heart. She looks so sincere and pitiful...
Ange was not fooled, but he still went along because Monica said that one of the activities was the 'Babel Sacred Tree Seed Appreciation Conference', where you can see the seeds of the Babel Sacred Tree.
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Yin Coin said with a wry smile: "By the time I found them, they had already been taken into the Warlock Ladder."
"Who went in with whom? Who is by your side?" Anthony asked hurriedly.
"The adult and the little angel zombie went in. No one was around him, only Lord Naige was reflected on the adult." Silver Coin said.
Anthony was anxious and clapped his hands: "Oh, we are in trouble now. The adults don't like to talk. There is no one who can speak well by his side. Don't let anything happen."
Nigris is obviously excluded from the category of 'eloquent'.
Silver Coin asked: "What should we do now?"
No one knows what to do, unless they can get in now, but no, they can't get into the Warlock Ladder.
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Monica, Unika and other priests led Ange and several others into the Warlock Ladder unobstructed. The guards along the way not only did not stop them, but saluted them respectfully, and Monica and Unika responded politely.
As he stood there, the other priests laughed and laughed and turned a blind eye.
Nigris couldn't help complaining: "Aren't they afraid of undead creatures coming in?"
Soon Nigris knew why they were not afraid of the undead creatures coming in. After entering a closed space, as soon as the door was closed, a ray of holy light shone down.
In such a closed space, if there are undead creatures, they can't even hide and will be evaporated directly.
This holy light is penetrating, even if it is hidden in the body of a living person, unless...unless you are protected by the holy light.
Nigris wiped the cold sweat from his heart, God, if Ange and the others did not have the protection of the holy light, the souls in their bodies would be wiped out when this ray of holy light came down.
Of course, they can also use soul energy to resist. After all, the intensity of this holy light is not very strong, but resisting will trigger the alarm.
Ange has already seen that where the holy light is emitted, there is a ball of death hanging. It is conceivable that if the alarm is triggered, the ball of death will explode.
Only holy light can block the scanning of holy light. Even if you use holy light to block it, the alarm will not be triggered.
Since you have used the Holy Light, it must have nothing to do with the undead creatures. The undead creatures are so afraid of the Holy Light.
So not only Ange, but also Monica, Unica and others also offered sacrifices to the Holy Light.
However, their control of the Holy Light cannot be compared with the three Anges, and it will overflow outside the body and cause waste.
The three Anges can confine the Holy Light into their flesh, quietly and without revealing it at all.
After the holy light scanned, the door at the other end of the enclosed space opened, and a group of people filed out.
Behind the door is a completely different world.
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The internal space of the Warlock Ladder is very large. Its height is 700 meters and its diameter is more than 60 meters. It is a giant creation, dozens of times larger than the largest ship under the Black Night Crow.
The number of floors inside alone is more than that of an ordinary mage tower. An ordinary mage tower is 300 meters long and has more than ninety floors, which is already very majestic. However, the Warlock Ladder is twice as tall as this.
However, there are not many floors, only more than thirty floors, and the height of each floor reaches dozens of meters.
Seeing the curious expressions on Anger's three faces, Monica explained: "The gravity in the void is too small, so after the ladder rises into the air, it will spin and throw us against the wall, so now you see
The wall is the ground after we reach the void."
Ange didn't understand and looked confused, but Nigris finally understood: "Centrifugal force simulates gravity?"
There are several upward tracks on the wall, and each track has seats. Monica leads everyone to sit on it, hold it, and start it.
Whoosh, they were lifted gently but quickly to the top, and reached the three-ring area through the 'chain' here.
These three rings are made up of independent closed warehouses spliced together. The space of each warehouse is quite small, with at least three rooms and two living rooms.
When connected together, they are a circular space connected end to end. You can run in the ring and go around in a circle to reach the same position.
When it is unlocked, it will be an independent constructed airship with certain independent flight capabilities.
"This is our accommodation area. All of us live in these three rings. We casters live in the middle one. Because when the rings rotate, the speed is different. The big rings rotate faster, so the goblins are stronger.
Dwarves and human physical practitioners live in the third ring, where there is more space."
Ange listened silently and did not respond.
Monica didn't care either. They thought Ange was just a vegetable farmer who had never seen much of the world. He might have been frightened and it was normal for him not to speak.
Ange didn't say anything, but she had to explain why she had coaxed Ange up with her sweet words. Isn't it just because of the child's qualifications as a saint?
When someone comes, how can we make her stay willingly? Of course it’s the yearning for a better life. If we don’t introduce the good things here, how can people know that life here is beautiful?
Although she wanted the child to stay, looking at the child's appearance, Mr. An could only make the decision. The top priority was to find a way to fool Mr. An.
While introducing, he motioned to the maid to bring the good things.
Three cups of sweet fruit tea, a plate of nuts, a plate of sugar cubes, several plates of exquisite pastries, and a plate of red fruit cubes were served.
Unika's face froze, and she quickly took down the red fruit pieces.
Monica glared at her and whispered: "What are you doing? If you want to eat it, cut it yourself."
Unika sneered: "Great Priest, they sold these beets to us."
Monica looked suffocated and quickly motioned for Unika to take him away.
It's almost exposed. If you entertain others with things sold by others, wouldn't it be tantamount to telling them that you don't have anything good here?
He quickly asked Ange and others to eat.
Nigris quickly said in his soul: "Eat, eat, pretend to be normal."
Since the arrival of the Warlock Ladder, Ange and others have all activated their hearts in order to pretend to be normal people. After the heart beats, some organs also become active, such as the intestines and stomach, so they can digest food.
But it was very uncomfortable to pull them out. Ange usually used holy light to purify them, but even this was complained by Nigris: Gods don't have to poop.
Eating the pastries and snacks expressionlessly, the three of them sat there, tilting their heads and looking at Monica.
Monica's face remained calm, but she was about to cry: What's wrong? Isn't it delicious? Give me some expression.
Well, it seems that these foods cannot seduce them, and presumably, the materials on the ground are so abundant, no matter how poor they are, they can still eat better than themselves.
It seems that we have no choice but to use novel things and colorful activities to seduce them, but the time is not up now.
"Okay, let me show you around first and then participate in the activities in the evening, okay?" Monica asked with a smile.
Negris said quickly: Promise her, promise her, go visit.
Ange nodded.
Monica smiled and led the way, leading Ange and the others around. After going around and around, they somehow arrived at the twentieth floor of the main pillar, where the Church of Light is located.
"This is the location of our Church of Light, which houses the statues of the Lord of Light and the God of Truth." Monica led the way while introducing.
The God of Truth? Negris muttered in Ange’s soul: Is there a God of Truth in the lineage of gods of light?
Ange shook his head and then stepped into the church. He immediately frowned and said in his heart: "There is something that steals the light."