"Speaking of which, it's thanks to you. For the first time, Rosie unabashedly showed his hatred in front of the Angel of Force, Miarel, "If it weren't for the fulfillment of your 'wish', I wouldn't have searched so desperately for those information, so that I wouldn't have discovered the truth that was concealed back then." ”

"You wouldn't have thought that I would accidentally discover that truth, the true image of the last sealed Divine Descent Technique!" Rosie suddenly looked at the Angel Miarel with bright eyes, and said word by word, "You shameless guys, damn parasites, creatures, worms!"

Hearing the adjective Rosie, Jane couldn't help but be stunned, what did it mean? Shouldn't this clergy of the Holy See, even a combat priest who belongs to the war position, be full of respect for these angels? After all, as Moore said before, to a certain extent, these angels are also their gods, and now, how could Rosie use such a serious word as parasites to describe them?

In the face of Rossi's accusations, the power angel Miarel didn't say anything, let alone argue, just looked at Rosie coldly, and let him vent and keep talking.

"Actually, I found out very early on, every time I use the divine descent to bring you into this world, let you accept the worship of those devout believers, when you leave, you will look very satisfied, as if you have gained, especially once you said that you missed your mouth," Rossi's tone of voice changed, imitating the tone of the Angel Miarel, "With so many faith points, it is almost worth a hundred years of penance." ”

Hearing this, the face of the power angel Miarel changed, but he still didn't make a sound.

"No wonder you are so fond of accepting the worship of those believers, the first time I summoned you out in front of them, you looked very happy. It can be worth a hundred years of penance...... ,Heh,No matter who you change, you'll like it.。 Relying on our prayers to gain strength, not a parasite, what is it?" Rossi looked defiantly at the Angel Miarel.

This is Rosie's parasite theory? Jian'er feels a little black line, isn't this normal? There is a saying: People fight for a breath, and Buddha fights for a pillar of incense. Isn't this a pillar of incense in contention a believer in the fight? What can this believer bring them? Isn't it the value of faith? What's so strange about this, but what Rosie said next made Jane frown.

"If that's all it takes, that's it, it's the fault that you didn't tell me what I need to pay for using the Divine Descent Technique-Life Force, if it weren't for a chance when I turned to the diary of my ancestors, I wouldn't have known that every time I used the Divine Descent Technique, it was my life force that I paid!" When he said this, Rosie was already roaring, thinking of the angel he said before that he always asked him to find a way to make himself come into the world more, it was obvious that this person was deceiving Rosie's life in exchange for his cultivation without informing him, and it was no wonder that Rosie was indignant.

"Isn't this a matter of course?" the Angel of Force, Miarel finally spoke, "Using our power, of course we have to pay for it, this is the principle of equivalent exchange, you don't think you can take it for nothing." ”

"Is that all? This is just the beginning, right?" Rossi looked at the Angel Miarel with a cold gaze, "Do you think that you can hide the truth of everything by destroying the Holy See, as well as the information in the homes of the major gods?"

And not only that, but in order to show his love for his wife, and that there was no intimacy between them, there was nothing to hide. He also had a habit of handing over his diaries to his wife every once in a while, and even kept all the diaries he had used up. And his wife had a habit of keeping what she regarded as treasures on that little farm full of sweet memories of their youth. Because of this, all these truths have been preserved. ”

Then, in Rosie's story, Jane and the others finally figured out the love-hate relationship between those generations of divine seiers and these angels.

The Blood Clan has never been able to figure out what the criteria for becoming a god descendant are, except for being a light physique. Because the cultivation of people who become gods is high and low (of course, there is a limit to this low), and the talent is good and bad, and it seems that there is no law at all, which makes people completely confused.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is very simple, that is, fluctuations, fluctuations of the soul, only the fluctuation frequency of the soul is consistent with that angel, you can use the soul resonance to form coordinates to guide the advent of the angel, but if you use the soul resonance technique, it needs to consume the power of the soul, that is, the life force.

In fact, in the beginning, as the Angel of Power Miarel said, the gods called on the angels to fight for them at the cost of prayer (faith points) and life force, but later the relationship slowly changed.

Under the worship and constant praise of those fanatical believers (in order to better let those angels who came into the world absorb the power of faith and improve their strength, only those who can be brought to these angels are the most devout and crazy believers), the mentality of those angels who came into the world has changed a lot, so that they have formed a kind of understanding that in this world, they are gods, and everything about them is God's will and cannot be violated.

And human beings, including those divine descendants, slowly became more and more unequal and lower in the eyes of these angels, and by the time those holy sees, and when those gods and priests found out that something was wrong, they had become ant-like beings in the eyes of those angels.

The original "equal" trade became more and more unequal, and the angels demanded more and more money, demanded more time to be worshipped, disliked the lack of believers, and even slackened off in battle, threatening the séances to obey their many impertinent demands...... ，

In this way, the gods are becoming more and more dissatisfied and more and more depressed, after all, even if those rude requests are deducted, the angels will consume their vitality, and for them, this non-war descent is simply a meaningless consumption of life, once such a request is excessive, the consequences can be imagined.

So, before you know it, the smell of gunpowder has spread among the gods and angels. Until the last thing happened, the depressing "powder keg" was finally ignited. (To be continued.) )