When Evenson first saw the leader of the monks, he saw that the scripture tattooed on the creature's body was not an ornament, or a means of asceticism to show piety, but a magic pattern that was indeed magical.

This is nothing, after all, this sect is an existence with mysterious powers, and as their leader, it is not surprising that he will tattoo some scriptures with mysterious powers on his body. Moreover, the words that make up these magic patterns are not recognized by Evenson.

But the magic pattern is not the words that are read, but the will of the writer. As long as your magic cultivation is sufficient, then even if you don't know a single punctuation mark, you can understand the meaning of the magic pattern.

However, in the end, after looking at it for a long time, Evenson realized that most of those magic patterns were useless, superfluous, and what really worked was just a few symbols and a small number of words that didn't add up to ten centimeters long.

This phenomenon made Evenson can't help but think that this is an attempt to use a large number of useless words to confuse the magic pattern that really has mysterious powers.

When Evenson extracted the symbols that were really useful, he found that he was familiar with the magic, and had used it a lot before, a kind of masking magic. However, this magic is the opposite of the effect he used before, his masking magic is to prevent his own magic aura from emanating, and this is to shield the magic aura of the outside world from affecting himself.

After Evenson temporarily drew these excerpted symbols on his hand, sure enough, the discomfort he had been feeling disappeared immediately, and he also drew these symbols on Melinda's back, and the other party immediately came out of his weakened state, which showed that his judgment was correct.

It's interesting to note that the leader of the Templars tattooed himself with a magic tattoo in order to prevent the sanctity of the temple from affecting him. And, judging from the style of this magic, Evenson felt that it was exactly the same as the masking magic he had received from Mephisto last time.

It is self-evident whose servant this monk leader is.

No wonder this sect reacted so quickly in this matter, it turned out that it was not Mephisto who gave the information, but directly gave the order.

Evenson was thinking here, but Moru suddenly ran over, maybe thinking that it was okay to return to his own territory, or maybe it was because the magic aura here blessed his courage, he changed his previous cringing demeanor, and asked with a big grin, "Where is Johnny? It's time for us to fulfill our agreement with him and pull the curse of Ghost Rider out of his body." ”

"You're very concerned about Ghost Riders. Evenson glanced at him and said in a strange way

Moru was a little unsure of Evenson's attitude, but when he thought about Ghost Rider's actions along the way, he felt that he instantly understood, "That's right, he really didn't play a big role, and he added a lot of trouble, but we must abide by the agreement." ”

"Your leader decided?" Evenson asked, turning.

"Yes. Moru nodded

Evenson nodded, "By the way, the leaders of your church, do each of them tattoo so many scriptures on themselves?"

"I don't know. Although Moru didn't understand that Evenson suddenly asked this kind of question, the other party was curious, "As far as I know, when the sect was founded, the first few leaders didn't seem to have this kind of thing, but then I don't know when it began, and each generation of leaders would tattoo this kind of scripture on their bodies. In the end, he half-jokingly said, "Maybe the leader wants to show that he is different from ordinary people, just like the clothes worn by the emperor and the commoners cannot be passed on." ”

"Makes sense. Evenson smiled as if his curiosity had been satisfied, and said, "The leader of the monks is indeed not like ordinary monks. ”

"So Johnny's business?" Seeing that the other party was in a good mood, Moru brought up Johnny Blazer's matter again.

Evenson waved his hand, "Rumlow, let him go and bring Johnny over, if that kid is thawed by now." ”

Johnny was chained to the tail of the plane for five hours, and Bang Bang was already frozen.

"Hey!" Moru was about to leave with Rumlow, but Evenson suddenly stopped him, and under the puzzled eyes of the other party, he pointed to a mural on the wall and asked, "Last question, what is the painting on it?"

The place Evenson is in now is barely a reception room. The reception room in such a place will naturally be painted with some murals with religious characteristics. But perhaps to highlight the penances of his sect, the strokes here are not brightly colored, the painting is not very good, and some are even carved directly on the walls with abstract lines.

Evenson was now interested in such a painting, because he felt that the mural, which also had the characteristics of geometric patterns, gave him a sense of familiarity.

Moru glanced back at the mural, "Angels. ”

"Is it angelic armor?" Evenson didn't even see that the painting in front of him had a human form, but if it was an angel's armor, put together like a saint seiya's holy clothes, it was still possible.

"Nope. "That's an angel, not armor." ”

"Oh. Evenson nodded as he motioned for Moru to leave, continuing to study the image on the mural.

"Not the same winged angel you remember?" Claire walked over with a playful smile, as if she were telling Evenson again, you should ask!

"Definitely. Evenson looked at Clea's impatient expression and smiled dotingly, "So can you answer my doubts?"

"Of course, in Kama Taj's history class, I got a perfect score every time. Claire immediately became excited, cleared her throat and explained.

"First of all, the image of an angel with wings only arose during the Renaissance and also borrowed from Cupid, the god of love in Greek mythology. ”

But in the original origin, it is written that angels are not like this, angels are spirits, there are no human beings, and they have no gender. It's like a description of the Archangel Michael, the lieutenant of the kingdom of heaven, with a million faces and mouths, and a million tongues that speak a million languages. ”

"With this description, people like you and I should understand what an angel looks like?" said Claire to Evenson mysteriously at the end.

"Energy bodies, and will communicate with spirits that resemble a psychic connection. "A million faces, that is, he has no fixed image, a million mouths and a million languages, which means that he can talk to many people at the same time, and there is no language barrier, which can only be a spiritual communication.

"Angels cannot be killed, but after reincarnation, they are reborn from the goodness and light of the world. Claire shrugged at the end, "Energy creatures are indeed difficult to kill, and even if they are scattered, it won't be long before they come back together." ”

Evenson raised an eyebrow, just as he was about to tell Claire that Azeroth didn't know how many elemental creatures had been hacked to death by a warrior with an axe. But his expression changed suddenly, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the mural.

Azeroth... Energy Creatures... Light... Transmigration...

Evenson's face was very ugly, isn't it, the kind of energy that can be here is really the Holy Light? And the angel in this painting... That's... Naru?!