"Are you doing this to fight the Dawn Church until death?"
...The moment they saw Muria's move, the crowd of onlookers exploded. No one expected that this strong young man who rode a giant wolf and didn't know his specific strength would actually kill the high priest of their Dawn Temple in Red Leaf City.
Brought out.
You must know that the Dawn Temple in their city does not have an archbishop, so the highest-ranking person in the temple is the high priest. And now, this strong man who came from nowhere has actually brought out the top administrator of the temple.
.
Moreover, looking at the high priest's stiff and immobile body, you can tell that a spell similar to the immobilization spell was cast on the high priest.
Treating a temple's top manager like this is simply audacious.
"Sir!" Young Sauron saw the high priest suspended behind Muria and bound by a chain, and a horrified expression appeared on his face involuntarily, "You..."
"What?" Muria looked back at the high priest who was being dragged behind him and staring at him angrily, with a calm expression on his face, "Can't this guy cure your sister?"
"Yes... yes." The young man stuttered. He never thought in his wildest dreams that this young man who was willing to help him would be so reckless. "His Excellency, the high priest, can definitely cure my sister."
"That's what I said." Muria nodded, "I chose the most powerful priest in the temple."
Then, Muria walked up to the girl, then tugged on the chain in his hand, pulling the high priest floating behind him to his side, and then released the nebula chain from restraining him.
"Evil!" The high priest shouted angrily the moment his restraints were released. From his palm, the sacred spiritual light surged out, condensed into a war hammer, and then hit Muria's head, "Suffer death!
"
Four-ring magic, holy smite!
After realizing what kind of attack the high priest launched, Muria didn't even move, not even bothering to put up a symbolic defense.
So, "Bang!" The hammer of Holy Light hit Muria's head, but at the moment of contact, the hammer exploded and turned into dots of white light that spilled into the air.
This scene left the high priest stunned. He looked at the unharmed Muria in disbelief, "How could it be ineffective?"
"Why can't it be invalid?" Muria raised an eyebrow and asked.
"It shouldn't be." The high priest muttered to himself with a somewhat dazed look on his face. Holy Smite is a magical attack aimed at the evil camp. Only people from the good camp are completely immune.
However, how could the guy who stormed the Temple of Dawn and dragged him out unreasonably be from the good side? Shouldn't he be a heinous person who did such a thing?
"You practice your magic well." Muria didn't take it seriously that the high priest attacked him. After all, his method of "inviting" people to come out was a bit rough.
On the contrary, he now feels that the priest in front of him is still a bit good. The priest's power comes from the gods and does not come from his own cultivation.
Therefore, it is difficult for ordinary priests to perfectly grasp the power they have obtained. Therefore, when an ordinary priest uses Holy Smite, it is an ordinary Holy Light impact. However, the priest in front of him can condense the Holy Light into a hammer, which shows that it is still
A little level.
"Not bad?" When the high priest heard the praise from the handsome young man in front of him, his face became extremely ugly. To him, this was a kind of humiliation, mocking his lack of spiritual practice.
"Okay, please treat this poor little girl!" Muria pointed to the girl lying on the ground.
"I refuse!" After hearing Muria's request, the high priest refused without thinking, "I will never serve evil."
"What does the result of your attack on me just now mean? Do you need me to teach you?" Muria said while looking at the old man in front of him who had taken care of himself quite neatly.
"That was a mistake in my magical practice. I will repent to the great God of Dawn and pray for forgiveness."
"..." Muria looked at the high priest in front of him speechlessly, who believed that he was an evil person, and began to doubt himself, and twitched the corner of his mouth. If he had known better, he would not have to use violence to solve the problem.
"Look at your feet. Do you have the heart to watch a poor girl endure the torture of a curse?" Muria pointed at the unconscious girl lying on the ground.
When the high priest who had been staring at Muria heard his words, he followed the direction of Muria's fingers with a hint of confusion and finally saw the girl lying on the ground with her face ulcerated.
"This..." Seeing the girl like this, this middle-aged man with majestic appearance and gorgeous clothes showed a trace of intolerance and pity on his face. He knelt down and did not dislike the stench emanating from the ulcers on the girl's body. He directly
Start exploring the girl's body.
"How is it?" Seeing the high priest's attitude, Muria rubbed her nose and felt a little embarrassed, "Can you cure it?"
"Yes, but it took too long, and her life energy was consumed too much." The high priest said in a solemn tone, and then the middle-aged man looked up at Muria and yelled, "Why not earlier?"
Deliver it at one o'clock?"
"..." Muria narrowed her eyes slightly when she heard the scolding, "It doesn't matter if he was sent here earlier, his brother can't even enter the gate of your temple."
"What did you say?"
"Here!" Muria pointed at Sauron, who was standing next to him and looked expectantly, "That's his sister. She just broke her head at the door of the temple, but your guards didn't let her.
When he went in, they not only refused to let him in, but also kicked his hand off."
The high priest looked at the blood-seeking forehead of the ragged young Sauron and his bleeding palms. Then he looked at the four temple guards lying beside him vomiting blood. His face twitched twice, and he understood something.
What just happened, and why was he tied up and dragged out of the temple.
"Just because of this, you attacked the temple?"
"Yeah!" Muria nodded calmly, "Do you need any more reasons?"
"You can use gentler methods." The high priest raised his head, looked at Muria, and said in a very helpless tone. At the same time, he threw several healing spells at the young Sauron.
"I'm sorry, I'm used to it." Muria smiled, "Decades ago, a member of my race taught me not to use my mouth if I can solve things with my fists."
"Thugs." The high priest heard Muria's answer and cursed in a low voice. Then, the sacred light on his hands lit up one after another and penetrated the girl. He already knew how to treat the girl.
In Muria's surprised eyes, a gray mist visible to the naked eye rose up from the girl's body, and as the gray mist emerged, the girl's ulcerated face began to slowly heal...