Slowly pushing open the door and entering the prayer temple, I looked up and saw the huge statue of the god of light, glowing with a soft white light, smiling at me, to be exact, at the door. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone who walks in here seems to feel a warm feeling welling up from the bottom of their hearts, which is the temperature of the embrace of the god of light. This is what the Holy See of Light claims to the outside world, and a person like me, who is extremely sensitive to soul and spirit, can clearly feel a ripple emanating from the idol.

The so-called warmth of the god of light is nothing more than a hypnotic state. Ironically, almost every church has such a device, and faith in God can only be obtained by such means.

In front of me was a huge quaint dining table, with lit candles on top of it, plates of delicate dishes emitting heat, and I guess there would be a tempting scent, but I really didn't want to open my sense of smell for the sake of it.

"Dear Director Andrew, you are finally here, come, and after praying with us to the God of Light, we can begin to enjoy this sumptuous dinner." I was standing in the doorway when I heard a voice say.

So I took a few steps forward and followed the sound, and saw that Khakip and Caldercott were kneeling in front of the idol at this time, and Khakip did not know what he was praying for. So I went over and knelt down next to them, drew a cross on my chest, and closed my eyes with my hands folded.

Humans have always believed that they can convey their beliefs and hopes to the gods through some kind of gesture, but they have never thought that even the simplest magical power requires at least three gestures, let alone communicating with the gods who are basically at the top of the power, how can a simple gesture achieve such an effect.

"So, let's get started." Caldercot stood up, and a stream of energy flowed down the trajectory of his standing up to the table, gradually turning into a white light in the air, slashing into the air above the table.

"Di" I heard this slight sound, and then I saw a mist steaming and swaying on the wall of the doorway, and suddenly a dark speck appeared on the snow-white wall. Looking at this, it seems that someone has poisoned it from above.

As soon as I looked up, Kaqip already snorted coldly, and strong soul energy shot out from his body, and then I heard a muffled grunt, and a figure appeared from the ceiling and fell straight down.

A few white lights appeared out of nowhere, and with a few gentle flicks on the body of the fallen human, the human body floated to the side by itself, and I stopped looking at him, because I felt that this human had lost its vitality, Caldercott's attack was really strange enough, at least I had not seen such an attack so far.

Kaqip and I stood at the table, Caldercott smiled and invited us to sit down, and the three of us began to eat without saying a word. The whole thing wasn't boring, as I could see the corpse fall directly across from me, blood slowly staining his body and then onto the white floor of the prayer shrine.

When they had all wiped their mouths to indicate that they had eaten, Caldercott was the first to stand up and preached to us, "You have all eaten the pre-dinner dishes, so let's get down to dinner." ”

After finishing speaking, he snapped his fingers, and the entire table, including the tableware and food on it, instantly turned into granules and scattered all over the ground, and the door of the prayer temple, which was the central auditorium of Duolun City, slowly opened, and the light on the outside was not weak at all.

Because all the people standing outside are now densely packed with human beings, to be exact, the clergy of the Holy See of Light or the former clergy, and a large number of blessings and buffs that should have been used to fight the undead are now blessed on the bodies of these people, just for the three of us.

I don't know if the god of light, who is smiling behind us, would smile and sigh at the stupidity of mankind if he knew about this situation now.

Caldercott strode out and shouted, "Humble betrayer, feel the wrath of God!" As he shouted these words, Kaqipu took out a slender white staff out of nowhere, stretched out his hand and pointed, and a soul attack flew directly towards the group of people facing the gate.

So at this time, I could only draw out that thin sword and rush into the crowd, and the soul energy was almost boiling in my body, keeping my body in the best condition, but in the same way, the battle in this state was also a huge consumption of mental power and soul energy.

But even in this state, I can only protect myself under the attack of so many people, and occasionally seize the opportunity to fight back. Coincidentally, but at this time I had no choice but to look like this, Caldercott had been standing in the doorway with his hands outstretched since he had said that, as if he was waiting to be killed, and Khakip was a priest of the precepts who was weaker than a mage.

Although he is very good at fighting alone, he will also be dismembered by a knife in the face of so many people's melee attacks, so now I am the only one to try to absorb the damage. I was extremely reluctant to do so, but I knew that if I didn't do it at this time, Caldercott would definitely have me in range if a brewing supply appeared.

The wounds on my body were gradually increasing, and I was getting angrier and angrier in this situation, when had I been beaten by so many inferior creatures, but I knew that the best option at this time was to maintain the status quo, but my body was gradually getting out of control.

So the memory in the sea of souls is slowly waking up, this feeling, is the feeling of being about to be controlled by the body's fighting instinct, I once had a period of time when I would be extremely unable to fight, but when I was fighting, I would only attack the body completely uncontrolled.

I thought I was in this state of being gone, but now I was trying to control my body, but in the end I lost control.

The following things are like a spectator and witness the wonderful battle of my body.

Red flames quickly appeared on the white glowing thin sword, and the magical elements of the wind system surrounded me, not forming magic, but also not escaping, just floating around my body.

Then my body let out a roar of rage, and I raised my rapier and swung it in a half-circle.