"Force of Nature? It's a pity that the divinity has been lost......"

The gun-wielding legend thought in his heart, and as soon as the thought in his heart moved, a layer of blue light representing the wind element shrouded Lin An, and a black shadow popped out on Lin An's body, and the gun-wielding legend raised his hand and grabbed a ball of vines shooting at him, and the soft green light on Lin An's body had disappeared. 「」

"It turned out to be this ......"

The legend with the gun pinched the end of the green vine, and looked at the green vine that was twisted and curled but could not escape from his grasp with interest, at this time, the blue light under Lin An disappeared suddenly, and Lin An, who had just floated less than a foot, fell back to the ground.

Immediately, the legend of the gun found that the wind element on Lin An's body was expelled, Lin An's body was shrouded in red light, and a poignant and gorgeous Manzhu Sawa phantom appeared in the red light, lifelike, so vivid that it almost made people feel real.

The brightly colored Manju Sawa has no attack power, but it exudes a powerful aura on the same level as the legend of the spear, which is in line with the aura that remains here.

The legend of the gun now understood how the girl on the ground had survived the cursed trial, and sighed, a little surprised:

"Who the hell is it that actually indulges the disciple so much."

- Not only did he seal the spell on her, but he also put a mark on her, if a strong person of the same level appeared next to the girl, the sealed spell may not be able to repel the other party, but the storage of the mark will make the other party consider whether to continue to do it. 「」

The gun-wielding legend looked at Lin An carefully, and two blue lights appeared in his eyes, like a ray turning on Lin An's body, and he sighed, "Good talent!" ”

If it's not a magical talent, it's a vindictive talent. He's going to grab it!

The gun legend is not a mage who specializes in the field of magic, otherwise there is still a hint of possibility to see through Lin An's body, and the laws of his cultivation have nothing to do with the advancement field of soul life, so he can only see that Lin An is extremely talented. The potential is so great that there is the slightest possibility of advanced legendary, and the physical characteristics undoubtedly belong to the Terrans.

Therefore, he didn't doubt Lin An's identity, but he was a little puzzled about her teacher's origin. Because the breath of the manzhu sawa felt somewhat familiar to him.

But as far as he knew, the legendary powerhouses of the human race all knew each other's existence, and there was no legendary powerhouse who matched this breath.

Moreover, this girl with a foreign appearance on the ground, six hundred miles away from Ma Pei, should not have anything to do with the death of the saint, but although she is lying here unscathed. "But there is no doubt that she has just been subjected to a cursed trial, and that a cursed judgment cannot find the wrong person.

The Legend of the Gun found the situation very confusing and strange, and although he had been invited by Merlin's men, he had not met with anyone. Merlin's men found him with a special token he had left behind, and after a brief explanation, he had hurried to the city when he learned that the Great War had begun.

"After nearly 100 years of retreat, is it really too long to be out of touch? Or in the past 100 years, a new legendary powerhouse has been born? ”

He didn't suspect that Lin An would have any connection with the Demon Race, and only considered it on the Terran side.

He had been through many wars between the two races, and he knew a lot about the history and inside story of the two races, if he knew that there were talented seeds in the other race. I will definitely not hesitate to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and never leave the possibility of letting it grow and grow.

Like Lin An, who happened to be the object of the other party's quick removal, the gun-wielding legend confirmed Lin An's human bloodline, and he no longer doubted that she would have anything to do with the demons.

The character of the gun legend is a bit big and simple, and he does things casually and freely. Do whatever you want, this is also related to the characteristics of the laws he cultivates, so he couldn't figure it out at once, and he didn't go to the bottom of it, he directly reached out and grabbed the hole, and a figure was taken out by him and fell to the ground. 「」

"Hey, it's a necromancy! Now that the inheritance of the necromantic system has been renewed? ”

The gun-wielding legend was surprised, but without waiting for the other party to answer, he directly grabbed the figure, probed into the other party's body, and made sure that the other party still had life in his body, and his bloodline was also pure Terran, nodded with satisfaction, let go of the other party, and asked in a relaxed tone:

"Who are you?"

……

***

Holy Empire, Sacred Mount of Olympus.

Bell――

Bell――

Bell――

……

The low, long death knell, slowly struck eighteen times, indicating the death of an important figure in the Holy See who was second only to the contemporary pope.

In the halls above and below the holy mountain, the candles are lit up as before, and the day and night are bright, but unlike the night in the past, countless priests and priests come out of the meditation room, the confession room, the shrine, the hall, and so on. 「」

Some of them were dressed in white robes, some were dressed in cold black clothes, and some were wearing delicate half-body armor, looking up at the place where the bell rang on the temple at the peak of the holy mountain, and silently counting the bells in their hearts, and as the bells rang one by one, the feelings in their hearts became heavier and heavier.

As the bell struck twelve times, before the long bell stopped, the pious white-robed priest knelt on the spot, holding a cross against his forehead, and muttered a whispered prayer.

Some kneel, some pray, some prostrate, some confess and repent, and some make vows...... Countless voices, big and small, resounded in every corner of the holy mountain.

Outside the holy mountain, there are countless exquisite carriages, galloping horses and a large number of civilian believers gathered in a hurry, and came to the huge square under the holy mountain.

In the Temple of Light, the statue of the Most High Father, God of Light, is standing quietly.

It was a standing statue of the Supreme Father, holding a scepter, his left hand resting on the cross in front of his chest, looking down slightly, and everyone who saw this statue could clearly feel the compassion and solemnity that went straight to the hearts of the people, and could not help but bow to his feet and become his devout believers. 「」

In front of the statue, Pope St. Angus stands quietly in papal robes.

He ignored the bells ringing outside the temple and the countless devotees gathered at the foot of the holy mountain, instead looking up at the tall statue in front of him.

In his eyes, the whole body of the idol emitted a faint white light, and the beliefs of countless believers converged into a waterfall, descending from the void and pouring into the idol of the Most High Father.

Just now, a moment before the bell rang, he was still praying alone in this temple, and the idol suddenly lit up without warning, like a rainbow bridge in the void, and the power of faith infused in the idol flowed along the rainbow bridge to an unknown distance.

Then a quarter of an hour later, the rainbow bridge of the power of faith broke, and the death knell sounded.

"It's a pity."

Pope St. Angus just said so lightly.

In his eyes, the idol instilled countless power of faith, but the light on his body did not dim at all, and at this time, the devout prayers of the believers converged into a waterfall of faith, and the light of the idol did not increase in the slightest.

- In this great hall, at the foot of this statue, seventy-six Holy Emperors were baptized and crowned here, and from the first onwards, none of them were lost;

And go back more than 1,800 years, the most glorious period of the Holy See, including the extinct fourth empire OPEC, all the emperors and kings on the continent must be recognized by the Holy See, and if they hold the tax exemption issued by the Holy See, they can become guests of honor in the Duke's Palace, and even the doors of the royal palace will be opened for them, and at that time, Merlin was just a rising empire, occupying the barren land of the north and the cold, just a large and neglected diocese of the Holy See.

From the rise of the Holy See in the image of saving the human race during the Demon Calamity, to the nearly five hundred years later, it was the period when the reputation of the Holy See was the most prosperous and even incomprehensible, and even after more than a thousand years after the power of the plane gradually isolated the power of the gods, the Holy See still relied on the legacy of more than a thousand years ago to continue its last glory.

In the past two thousand years, the power of the plane has gradually isolated the will and power of the gods, and the Holy See has retreated step by step, but the waterfall above the statue has never stopped gathering the power of faith in all directions, and the power of faith has gradually accumulated in the statue, but since more than 1,800 years ago, it has never been extracted.

And the same as the power of faith of the god of light, there is also the power of faith of the five main gods on the holy mountain and many subordinate gods.

No one knows how much of the power of faith in the statue has been stored more than 1,800 years later.

It's just that in the eyes of the Pope, the statue of God shines so faintly, year after year, that faint and divine light has not increased, nor has it ever decreased.

The power of faith, intangible and indispensable, even unearthly, can only be seen when he wears the crown of the Holy Cross of the Pope.

The greatest and most valuable wealth of the Holy See is not the temple on the Holy Mountain, which is paved with gold bricks and radiant stones, nor the legendary artifacts hidden in the secret vault and dusty, or even the library that hides countless ** classics and long-lost royal secrets and mainland secrets.

Rather, these statues of the gods that stand in the temples and are infused with the power of faith day and night.

However, after the gods were isolated from the plane, in the hearts of many popes before St. Angus, they could only watch this statue devour the huge power of faith, but they did not know where to start, and their pious prayers seemed to fall into the void, never receiving a response, let alone changing the status quo of the gradual fading and desolation of the faith and the decline of the Holy See.

"Gods, gods...... When the gods can no longer answer the prayers of believers, they can only turn to themselves and others! ”

St. Angus looked up at the majestic and compassionate statue of the god, and his expression was sad and mocking,

"My God, do you say?"

"The end of pious faith, in the end, turned out to be the destruction of the soul...... Angel, my child, what will you think at the last moment? ”

There was a strange love floating in St. Angus's eyes, and he muttered to himself, his voice gradually becoming low,

"The glory of the Holy See will be reproduced in my hands—"

As soon as he finished speaking, a point of light lit up behind him.

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