At the Southeastern Academy of Magic, the Bishop of the Ninth Diocese of the Temple got up from his seat and began to write questions for Bengal-Moon, who was holding a shovel.

The archbishop of the ninth diocese, before he could speak, listened to Violet Jushilin ask with doubt.

"You just played two games, right?

I'm surprised, how can I divide the winner from the two games?

Shouldn't it be a best-of-three, or a best-of-five?"

The purple-robed archbishop looked stunned, and looked at the dormitory aunt, who was also trembling in her heart, she really hadn't thought about this thing.

In order to humiliate the Temple, two major competition rules were formulated to remove the magic contest from it.

Now it seems that if magic is not comparable, it really can't be passed.

The aunt in charge got up and said, "In this case, let's try three games, and the last one, try magic!"

I'm on the field myself!"

Aunt Dormitory Manager still doesn't believe it, is the Sacred Seven of the Temple so perverted, with the magic power of the power of light that she has cultivated for many years, can't even win the Divine Seven of a Temple?

Savo Cohen and Violet Juslin looked at each other, and it seemed that the two of them had to play one of them.

And with the divine level of mana, it is as easy as destroying the main city.

Such a venue is obviously not big enough!

Savo Cohen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he got up without showing weakness, "Okay, I'll compare with you!"

After the two of them were seated, they heard the archbishop of the ninth diocese of the temple speak, "Listen, my topic is very simple!

The Bible Volume 1, Chapter 1, Verse 1!

Respect the land and humble the earth, and the future will be fixed!"

Bengal-Yue's brows furrowed, the shovel played tricky, and said, "I don't know!"

"What the hell? You don't know? I don't know, you're still so tough!" The Archbishop of the Ninth Diocese was nervous when he saw Bengal-Yue so confident, and suddenly heard that she didn't know, and at first thought that he had heard it wrong.

After waiting for a while, he reacted, and the archbishop of the ninth diocese, who reacted, directly questioned Bengal.

At this time, Bengal had already stepped out of the ring and sat in his seat.

Just listen to Bengali Yuedao, "No matter what you ask me, I don't know!"

The Great Elder of the Southeast Magic Academy on the side, with a wisp of beard, smiled, and he opened his mouth to explain.

"It is worthy of being the messenger of light in the Church of Light, and it is a perfect answer to the Bible in one sentence!

The so-called ignorance, not ignorance, is the name of ignorance!

The cultivation of the benevolent state of mind is beyond the reach of ordinary people like us!"

Bengal-Moon was dumbfounded, along with Vancouver Yan, and Te-Fish were speechless in surprise.

I heard Bengal Yue frown and said, "Old man, you took the wrong medicine!"

The purple-robed archbishop hurriedly explained, "The Holy Envoy of Light doesn't know, this person is the Great Elder of the Magic Academy!"

Don't be disrespectful, what the Great Elder said is extremely true, what he said is extremely true!"

Volks, from the Southeast Academy of Magic, also took the opportunity to speak, "In my opinion, in this game, the winner has been decided!"

Obviously, this magical nun of the temple took too long to answer, and her answer was questioned by the purple-robed archbishop!

The anti-sightseeing Ming Holy Envoy is simply a fluent answer, without the slightest hesitation!"

"That's it, that's it, in my opinion, the Temple lost this game!" Klaas also took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire.

As soon as the Archbishop of the Ninth Diocese saw this posture, he immediately understood that the Academy of Magic and the Church of Light had colluded.

Moreover, the one with the shovel obviously didn't know that he was still answered like this by the Great Elder.

The archbishop of the ninth diocese trembled with anger. Pointing to the threesomes of the Southeast Academy of Magic.

"You, you're just!"

The Great Elder said with a shameless face, "You can't be like this, we are here to express our opinions, we are the judges!"

"That's it, everyone has seen it, the temple is not us, we are!" Vaux said loudly to everyone who was watching.

Even the Duke stood up in support, and the Duke said, "In this game, the Church of Light wins!"

With the duke in the lead, all the knights waved their spears and shouted loudly.

"The Church of Light wins, the Church of Light wins, the Church of Light wins!"

The crowd of onlookers was silent, and Elder Xu Weites of the Southeast Magician Association, whose eyes were slightly blank and he was about to get up to express his opinion, immediately dispelled this idea.

He still has to stay in the Ninth Duchy for a long time, and he can't offend the Duke.

The earl's eyes narrowed slightly, this was obviously aimed at the temple, at this time, as the king of the blood clan and the holy blood knight of the temple, should he help the temple.

Thinking of this, the Earl looked at Violet-Ka downstairs, and saw that the students downstairs were eating, holding bread and sweet soup.

Even Violet Ka is no exception, she eats with relish, and Rollatin-Thunder Phoenix beside her, there are laughs, and she doesn't look at this side at all.

The Count coughed, drawing all eyes to him.

As the Chief Justice of the United Court of the Ninth Duchy of the United Principality, Count Porto, he has great prestige among the people.

Seeing the Earl get up, the crowd at the gate of the Southeast Magic Academy seemed to see justice.

"Lord Earl must do justice to the Temple!"

"That's it, Lord Chancellor, it's clear that the people of the Church of Light are talking nonsense!"

"Your Excellency, you must judge fairly!"

When the earl heard these words, his heart was also surging, and he spoke, "I think the answer of the temple is in line with the intention, and the answer of the church of light is very reluctant!"

It's just my opinion!"

As soon as these words came out, the purple-robed archbishop looked embarrassed, according to the previous agreement, the judge was everyone present.

Including the students, as well as the onlookers at the door.

The Duke said to the captain of the Holy Knight Guard beside him, "Go, count it, and make a summary of everyone's opinions!"

Let's see who's going to win!"

It was up to the knights to ask the onlookers for answers.

The Duke knew very well the hearts of these commoners, and they would never dare to openly confront him.

Sure enough, the Church of Light won.

Violet-Ka, who was watching, shook her head helplessly and drank the sweet soup in one gulp.

Violet-Moon in the seat was furious.

"It's so unfair to let them win!"

Faced with Violet Yue's questioning, Violet Ju Shilin breathed a sigh of relief.

She is cheating to chat, if she wins in the case of cheating, it will be even more embarrassing to pass it out, but fortunately she will lose. On the surface, he pretended to have an expression of indifference and said to Violet Yue.

"Don't worry, aren't there two more?"

"According to this posture, three more games will also end the same!" Violet Moon shook her head helplessly.

Savo Cohen frowned and asked, "Who's going next?"

The purple-robed archbishop smiled, and also wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

With such an unsatisfactory explanation, it is absolutely impossible to win.

I can't help but make him believe that in the Bible, the Holy Messenger of Light is synonymous with luck.

The purple-robed archbishop spoke, "The second scene, the mystery of the Holy Spirit!

This time, our Holy Envoy of Light will fight!"

The dormitory manager finally got up from her seat and stood in the middle of the ring.

Facing the three Divine Seven Dao, "You three, who is coming?"

The three of them looked at each other, the mystery of the Holy Spirit and magic are absolutely different.

Those who can grasp the mysteries of the Holy Spirit are not necessarily sacred-level cultivators.

However, sacred-level cultivation does not necessarily lead to the realization of the mystery of the Holy Spirit.

Once you grasp the mystery of the Holy Spirit, it will be the messenger of the scriptures.

It is clear that Violet-Jushilin did not realize it at all.

And among all the sacred relics guarded by the Divine Seven, the divine guidance guarded by the Violet-Layman does not need to comprehend the mystery of the Holy Spirit at all.

The same is true of the sacred cross guarded by Violet-Moon.

The two looked at Savoy Cohen, whose eyes narrowed slightly, and although she guarded the nine Gospels, she did not comprehend the meaning of the Holy Spirit.

Three people, you look at me, I look at you, and they don't plan to fight.

"Isn't it, you three, aren't you going to play?

If you're like this, I'll assume you've given up?"

The dormitory manager looked suspicious, why did the holy seven of the temple this year retreat into this way.

At the entrance of the Southeast Magic Academy, a fat man squeezed out of the crowd.

Byzantium was followed by several black-robed magicians, one of whom was holding a divine chain, waiting for the Byzantine to give an order.

Then the prestige of the Holy Seven will spread throughout the Nine Duchies.

Thinking of this, his hand holding the chain trembled a little.

The purple-robed archbishop sighed helplessly, but his heart was full of joy.

"Since, in this way, then the third game does not need to be compared!

Temple, lost!

What a pity!"

Lord Duke stood up and spoke, "I declare that due to the Templar's abstention, the second one, the Church of Light wins!"

"Wait a minute!"

A female voice sounded from the square of the Southeast Academy of Magic, and the voice came directly into people's hearts.

Let all the hearts of sparing begin to heat up in an instant, and a warm heat dispels the cold of winter.

The flames descended, with a piercing light, and fell in front of the dormitory manager.

The aunt in charge of the dormitory looked at that rao, and her hands trembled. His lips trembled, his eyes widened, and he didn't say a word. Apparently she knew this Rao!

The Count pulled the Duke back to his seat and said, "This man seems to be the Divine Seven of the Temple!

At the entrance of the Southeast Academy of Magic, Byzantium was short of breath, and he rubbed his eyes vigorously, a little surprised, a little surprised.

It's more, excitement, irrepressible excitement.

Seeing this, the black-robed magician beside him asked, "Alliance Vice Leader, are you on?"

"Up, up!"

Byzantium's lips trembled, and before he could finish speaking, the magician separated the knight who was blocking the way and rushed straight over.

"it! Get me back!"

Byzantium, looking at the magician who rushed out, wanted to stop it, it was too late.

The magician held the divine weapon chain, and the moment he waved the chain, with a burst of fire, he rushed towards the Divine Seven in the ring.

Violet Ju Shilin looked at Tang Yuan-Tu Min who appeared, her eyes narrowed slightly, she must not let her go this time.

Savo Cohen also had a serious face, and at this moment, a black-robed magician rushed over with an iron chain in his hand.

The fire carried by the iron chain passed directly past Violet Moon.

Violet Moon immediately dodged, and the black-robed man stood on top of the ring.

"Hahaha, the Holy Seven of the Temple, today is your death!"

The chain let out a soft roar, and with the flames, it hit Tang Yuan-Tumin's body directly.

Byzantium closed his eyes in fright.

And Tang Yuan-Tumin turned his head slightly and looked at the magician in front of him with a confused expression.

"What are you doing with a chain?

This chain is not bad, it can even invade the divine core!"

A purple flame emanated from Tang Yuan-Tumin's body, and the chain broke in response.

It shattered into several sections, shocking the black-robed magician.

Soon the magician recovered, he patted the dust all over his body, picked up the chains scattered on the ground, and said with a grin on his face.

"It's okay, you're busy, I'm just coming up and seeing, come up and see, I'll go down!"

When he got out of the ring, he stumbled and fell directly to the ground.

Looking at the fleeing magician, all the onlookers laughed.

Only Tang Yuan-Tu Min's face was serious, and that moment, if it wasn't for hitting her.

No matter which Divine Seven is here, they will immediately become wasted.

Looking at the magician who squeezed into the crowd, Tang Yuan-Tumin secretly made a note of this person.

Tang Yuan-Tumin turned his head and thought in his heart, who was the person assigned by just now, and why did he attack her?

If this were to hit the three people in the seats, the loss of the temple would be great, and the Divine Seven would have fallen. It was a fatal blow to the Temple, and in just a moment, Tangyuan-Tumin was sure that someone was targeting the Temple!

Looking at the dormitory aunt in front of her, Tang Yuan-Tumin smiled slightly and said, "Do you still need to compare?"

The aunt in charge of the dormitory also smiled, "Since it is you who appear, then there is no need to compare!"

Turning around, the two of them said at the same time, "Draw!"

The dormitory manager took a seat, and Tang Yuan-Tumin came to Violet Ju Shilin, performed the Sacred Seven etiquette, and said, "Give me a seat!"

Qianjia Beverest Thunder, who was originally standing behind Savo Cohen, immediately moved a seat for her.

In this way, Tang Yuan-Tumin didn't sit down, she came to Violet Moon and stared at her closely.

Violet-Yue looked surprised and asked, "What are you staring at me for?"

"I used to be the leading chief, and I should be sitting next to the first seat!

Violet-Moon looked at Violet-Jushilin, although Violet-Jushilin was the chief of the lower ranks, she was still the first.

Violet-Yue had no choice but to give up her seat to Tangyuan-Tumin.

The aunt who had just taken a seat in the dormitory smiled and said, "Today, let's stop here, let's compare again!"

As soon as the dormitory manager said a word, the purple-robed archbishop immediately began to arrange.

The Duke took the lead in getting up at this time, taking the captain of the Holy Knight Guard and the Knight Guard, and leaving the Southeast Academy of Magic.

The crowd of onlookers gradually left, and the students rushed back to the dormitory.

The four Holy Sevens, headed for the Ninth Diocesan Magical Order.

At the entrance of the Southeast Academy of Magic.

The aunt in charge of the dormitory said goodbye to the bright saint with Tangyuan-Tumin.

"Are you alright?" asked the dormitory manager.

Tangyuan-Tumin is silent, how is she?

Decades of captivity, good or bad, don't seem to matter.

"What about you?" asked Tangyuan-Tumin.

The aunt in charge of the dormitory was also contemplative, she had been lurking for many years, and the Church of Light and the Temple were fighting.

Only the two of them did not participate, and after so many years, they are the only ones still alive.

The dormitory manager sighed and said, "The grievances between the Bright Church and the temple will be written off after the Ming Dabi!"

If I die in battle, do not seek revenge for me!"

Aunt Dormitory Manager said to all the Light Cultists behind her.

Tang Yuan-Tumin looked at Savo Cohen and said, "You are not her opponent, fight tomorrow, replace!"

Savo Cohen looked unconvinced, she said, "Replace whom?

"What? do you have an opinion?" Tang Yuan-Tumin's eyes were cold, and he didn't pay any attention to the occasion.

Violet Jushilin said at this time, "I'm coming!"

"You can't do it either!" Tang Yuan-Tumin looked at Violet Yue, "As for you, it's even worse!"

Violet Yue's heart was slightly angry, "She can't do it either, and I can't do it either, so why don't you just make it yourself, what are you doing with so many excuses?"

Tang Yuan-Tumin shook his head helplessly, "None of you have comprehended the mystery of the Holy Spirit, and you are not her opponent at all!"

Tang Yuan-Tu Min pointed to the aunt in charge of the dormitory.

The dormitory manager smiled and said, "You talk, I'll go back first!"

After the dormitory manager left with the Illuminati.

Tang Yuan-Tumin walked in the front, and Violet-Yue said to Violet-Jushilin, "Do you really let her go?"

Violet Jushilin was silent, "Let's go back!"

The Ninth Diocesan Order of Magic, in the chamber, is home to the four Holy Sevens.

There are also the Temple Magical Nuns Ivan Lina, Allah Muhammad, Chija Bevester Ting, and the Magical Nun Dandan.

Violet Jushilin was the first to ask, "Since you and we are not her opponents, will I not be able to defeat even if I hold the Divine Guidance?"

Tang Yuan-Tumin said, "Divine guidance, to the Holy Spirit, does not work!"

"No way, then you've been imprisoned for so many years!" Violet Jushilin stood up in surprise.

Tang Yuan-Tumin sighed lightly, "Do you know that I am willing to be imprisoned! If I want to come out, you can't be locked up!"

Violet Ju Shilin was puzzled, "For so many years, you have been playing us?"

Tang Yuan-Tu Min smiled self-deprecatingly, "Playing with you, what's in it for me!"

If I hadn't listened to the invasion of another continent, I wouldn't have come out!

Fortunately, you are still enlightened and did not continue to fight with the Church of Light!"

Savo Cohen frowned and asked, "Ming, do you compare to her?"

Tang Yuan-Tumin shook his head and said, "My injuries haven't healed, I can't beat her!"

Among you, Half Moon and Martin Paruru, you must have comprehended the meaning of the Holy Spirit!

Just let one of them fight!"

Violet Moon showed a bitter gourd face, "Half Moon is the chief now, it's not appropriate for her to fight!"

But Martin Paruru, hey, forget it, or we'll throw in the towel!"

Tang Yuan-Tumin looked at Violet Moon and frowned, "How did this thing become the Divine Seven?"

Do you know the majesty of the Sacred Seven, inviolable!

Before you have competed, you will admit defeat, and Martin Luther King Jr. taught you this?"

Facing Tang Yuan-Tumin's accusation, Violet Moon glanced at her lips and couldn't stop muttering, she didn't know anything about her.

Violet Jushilin thought of Martin Paruru and was angry.

Let this thing go to war, maybe something will happen.

Violet Jushilin said, "Don't you know, Martin Paluru has a problem with his brain, who to send, and he can't let her go!"

Tang Yuan-Tu Min looked puzzled, "Her magic power, perception power, is the most powerful among you!"

Why not, she's not a fool!

I'll do it!"

Savo Cohen looked at Violet Jushilin, and it seemed that he could only let Martin Paruru go, if he let Half Moon go.

There are so many things in the temple, who will handle them.

Don't even think about expecting Martin Paluru to handle the Temple.

"In that case, it's up to you to let Martin Paruru play!" Savo Cohen said to Tangyuan Tumin.

Tang Yuan-Tumin got up, pondered slightly, and said, "The Holy Grade Magic Nun of the Temple, are you all left?"

Violet Jushilin's face was serious, and he got up and said, "What do you mean?"

"If a foreign continent comes to invade, just these people can protect the Nine Dioceses!" Tang Yuan-Tumin's face was heavy.

Could it be that fighting with the Church of Light has exhausted the power of the temple?

Savo Cohen stood up and said, "Divine magical nuns, all in the Ashram!"

Tang Yuan-Tu Min stopped talking, looked moved, and asked tentatively, "Yes, is there anyone I know?"

Savo Cohen thought for a moment and replied, "Yes, they are about the same age as you!"

Tang Yuan-Tu Min's heart stretched at this time, and he sighed, "At the beginning, the Divine Seven Council didn't listen to my advice!"

You have to compete with the Church of Light!

This fight, that is, decades, the Holy Seven is left with one Martin Luther King, Jr., who is also seriously injured.

In order to avoid the war, I hid in Naplete and banned the magic, which was set by the chief of the previous generation himself!

I remember, she, she, you Tangyuan-Tumin, are you going to watch all the Sacred Seven Fall in the Temple?

I hid alone in the corner of the ban, silently crying.

She, okay, since you are so ruthless, don't come out for the rest of your life!"

At this point, Tang Yuan-Tumin shed tears.

"After the war, Martin Luther King came to me, she, I am not worthy to be the Holy Seven, I am a traitor to the Temple.

You, am I?"

Violet-Yue got up silently, looking at such a tangyuan-Tumin, she couldn't bear it.

Although I don't know the specific events of that year, even from the mouth of Martin Luther King, Jr., there is very little mention of this imprisoned Holy Seven.

Every time she asked, Martin Luther King Jr. said that she was a traitor, that she was a ruthless person.

Violet Jushilin wiped away her tears for Tangyuan Tumin and said, "We won't be entangled with the Church of Light anymore!"

You can rest assured that Mr. Martin rarely mentions your affairs. ”

"I'll leave it to you about Ming, someone is dealing with the temple!

Remember the chain, if that thing hits you, you'll be a waste in no time!

I'll check!"

Tang Yuan-Tumin turned around and left the conference hall.

After Tangyuan-Tumin left, Violet Yuecai said with a surprised face, "Oh no, she promised to go to Martin Palulu, she won't break her promise, right?"

Violet-Jushilin was also unsure.

It is also a good thing that the temple has an additional Divine Seven.

Taking her back to the temple was supposed to be something Violet Jushilin had to do.

Now it seems that it might make her feel better if she was investigating who was targeting the temple.

Violet Jushilin re-seated, opened the mirror, and directly found Half Moon.

"Convene the Divine Seven!"

In the Sacred Seven Chamber, Martin Paluru was late, and Violet Jushilin was the first to speak, "The battle between Ming and the Church of Light will be fought by Martin Palulu!"

Martin Paluru's confused face showed disgust, "Why?"

"There is no why? The last generation of the Divine Seven Rice Balls-Tumin, and I, plus Violet-Moon, Savo Cohen has decided!

We have a total of four votes, and you have no right to oppose it! That's it, adjourn the meeting!"

The water mirror closed, and Martin Paluru in the Sacred Seven Chamber had an inexplicable expression.

Looking at the half moon, and Wuzhe-Nahan, "The three of us, plus Zeng Shiqi, are just four votes!"

Also, who is Tangyuan-Tumin?"

Banyue coughed lightly and said, "Tang Yuan-Tu Min is the imprisoned leader of the previous generation, and now it seems that Violet-Ju Shilin should be, confirming that Tang Yuan-Tu Min is still loyal to the Temple!"

You'd better take a run!"

Uzhe-Nahan took advantage of the two of them to talk and sneaked out of the conference hall.