Chapter 372 - Arbitration of Heresies
(Thank you for the evaluation vote of Nini classmate~!) Thank you for the pink of the music and dance classmates~! About the heresy Arbitration, it's an institution that I like very much, uh, Ah Zhai's heart may be on the dark side, cough cough, I thought about it and thought, or go through the process of joining in a quick way, because it's not the point, the point is to make it the biggest heresy in the heresy Arbitrator, the Holy See, and the Odin Continent, that's the key~! ļ¼
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The holy gold beetle languished and lay on the ground unable to move.
The milky white light on his body had disappeared, and the golden carapace had also become dull, and the huge gap on it pierced from front to back.
Ink-dyed clothes quickly put away the three-stringed bow in his hand, and when he raised his hand, a phantom shadow overflowed from the sealing ring on his wrist, and countless fine black silks shot out, entangled the scattered arrows around, and pulled back violently, along with the twelve runes, all of them were put into the storage belt hidden in his waist.
The shadow in mid-air faded, and the dark light of the sky was hidden in the sky.
Standing quietly in place, watching the wound of the Holy Gold Beetle squirm with milky white light, the ink dyed clothes did not make another move, the seventh-order demonic beast was not something she could deal with now, she deceived the Holy Gold Beetle with poor attack power, and the Holy Gold Beetle deceived her Even if she broke through the defense, she still couldn't hurt it at all, the magic guide arrow was already her strongest attack method at present, and the result was just that, it was worthy of being a demonic beast known for its defensive power.
Moreover, she has become accustomed to leaving room for herself, not only against her enemies, but also against herself, and in a different place, prudence is the first element!
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"To shoot and injure a seventh-order holy gold beetle, you must have at least the strength of a six-star hunter." Kuwait said expressionlessly, his report is very clear, I believe that these people here have read it more than once, he doesn't understand, what else is there to study, that little girl named Jasmine is relying on her own strength to win her due honor. There is no doubt about this, and as for why she has such achievements, it should not be discussed at all.
"A new hunter, such a high star rank...... Not right, right? I'm afraid there will be a lot of people in the guild who are not convinced......"
"I see. The title of a third-order hunter is enough, with her age, this is already very good, what was the situation at that time, no one saw it at all, could it be that she used a powerful magic scroll or something, and it was also counted as her true level? ā
"You said it too. In the end, no one saw it, it was the dead end of the surveillance, but the Holy Gold Beetle was injured, it was a fact, if she held on to this, we would be very passive, the Hunter Guild has always been trained to be rigorous and fair, and it was known by people outside. It has a great impact on our reputation. ā
"It is precisely because of the strictness of our guild that we can't let people take advantage of the loopholes. I'll evaluate her strength again! ā
"I'm afraid this won't work, if it were us, we wouldn't agree to such an unreasonable request......"
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The upper echelons of the Hunter Guild were buried together, and there was a lot of discussion, and you and I had been discussing it for most of the day.
Gustav lightly buttoned the table, and everyone looked at it in unison.
"What do you think, Lord?"
"I see what you mean, a six-star hunter is already eligible to participate in guild resolutions. But the rules can't be violated, so I built yƬ to give this Miss Jasmine, the title of five-star hunter. ā
Gustav's gaze turned to Kuwait, the man with a frown.
Kuwait's reflexive reflex revolt. He pursed his lips into the eyes of the president, and said in a deep voice, "I seconded the proposal." ā
The air froze for a moment, and the next moment, the discussion rang out again with enthusiasm.
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Her dark green hair fluttered in the forest, and there were five more shining stars on her ink-dyed hunting suit, representing her status as a five-star hunter.
As soon as such a young high-ranking hunter appeared, he received the attention of all the forces, and people praised it as a miracle, representing that God had never forgotten Odin.
The so-called woman who was favored by the gods unexpectedly plunged headlong into the Lost Forest, which made the various forces who were looking forward to meeting her be suffocated.
It had been half a year since she stepped into the Lost Forest.
In the past six months, the name of the five-star hunter Jasmine has not been forgotten, and the enchanter who is said to have mastered the new enchantment system has no whereabouts, and there may not be a similar enchantment scroll flowing out of the Odin continent for a long time, which can be called a mystery.
With a light step, she approached the corpse that had been shot through the throat.
Reaching out, he pulled out the arrow, and the bright red sticky blood splattered on the grass.
"I think you're in trouble." An abrupt voice sounded, mellow and clean, revealing a bit of lazy taste.
Ink-dyed clothes turned around suddenly, and there was a man with black hair and black eyes standing behind him, and the whole person was shrouded in a black wide ** robe.
"Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is you, Miss Jasmine, the Five-Star Hunter, or, Miss Jasmine, the Enchanter, it's definitely a big trouble for you to kill the Holy See's Child of Light!" The man smiled brightly, but the ink-dyed clothes felt a cold ice piercing her heart.
The Children of the Holy Light, those with the physique of the Holy Light, are the "containers" of the angels, and the pure light attribute will make their cultivation faster, as long as they have a firm and unshakable faith, no one can stop them from becoming the angels of the Protoss.
They have a special status in the Holy See, and they enjoy a high standard of treatment that other clergy can't enjoy, and they won't leave the Holy See, in fact, this one will appear here, which really surprises the ink dyed clothes.
The bait used for fishing is a little too tasty.
There is no professional identification on the person who came, but she clearly knows that when she appears at such a time, there will only be one identity.
"What do you want?" She narrowed her eyes, her longbow full, and the cold light at the edge of the arrow.
"Please don't get me wrong, I'm very sincere and want to talk to you." The man walked closer, glanced at the corpse on the ground, and flicked a whitish fireball.
The corpses on the ground dissipated violently and turned into dust and smoke.
"I would venture to say, Miss Jasmine, you are not as beautiful as any of the half-elves I have seen. But there is something in you that is really fascinating, and our Holy Son, this is how you are charmed. ā
"This is what you call sincerity?" Ink-dyed clothes narrowed their eyes, and the longbow in his hand was not lowered. The bowstring is pulled tighter.
The man chuckled, and the wind surged up from behind him, instantly uprooting the trees around him and rolling them into the sky.
A magician of wind and fire!
The ink-dyed clothes flashed with their eyes, and they were silent.
The slender hand was raised, and a little black light gathered between the fingers, and the dim light was tilted. The black ball of light rolled down silently.
The land is corroded and subsided, and the depth is bottomless.
Corrosive Orb, a classic of dark magic.
Her expression was extremely solemn, but she didn't expect that she was a magician of the three systems of wind, fire and darkness!
"Now, Miss Jasmine, what do you think of my sincerity?" He asked faintly.
"Good." There was a slight tremor in her voice, which made the man opposite a little more satisfied.
"So. We can really have a good talk......"
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"The Elven Queen really helped me fabricate an identity, a hybrid of a dark elf and a jungle elf, and then a product of intercourse with humans. It's good, it's messy enough. She likes it very much, the more complicated and twisty it is, the less difficult it is for others to see through the truth.
The identity of the half-elf can explain why her archery skills are outstanding, and there is a reasonable explanation in terms of age, her elven bloodline has a life beyond ordinary people.
"Dragons and elves have intersected for generations, and the elven queen will make the right choice." Helena smiled lightly.
She used a piece of colorful dragon scales in exchange for the "friendship" of the elven queen, helping her hide her identity and thanking the goddess of the night. She didn't spare the mighty creature of the dragon, refining it into an alchemy puppet, the beautiful scales that shimmered with colorful divine light, so beautiful that it was not surprising that Helena would leave one as her own collection.
"I've heard that angels will come soon. Is it related to your transfer? Ink Dye asked.
Through the introduction of the three-line mage, she was "recruited" into the Arbitration, where the full name of the Heresy Arbitration is located, and they are loyal to the Holy See with only one duty, to eradicate all "heretics" who oppose the forces of light.
In fact, the members of the arbitration court are precisely these so-called "hereticals".
"It is an honor for every clergyman to be transferred to the Holy Mountain." Helena said softly.
Mo Dye Yi pursed her lips, sneering in her heart, this set of official remarks, Helena said it was smooth, but also, she had lived under the shroud of holy light for countless years.
"If you choose you, the holy woman, as the holy body of the angels...... Helena can rise step by step, and the progress is unimaginably fast, which is inseparable from her identity as a saint, but what outsiders don't know is that the so-called holy son and saint are not only in the holy light physique, but they all have the imprint of angels from the divine realm, and these marks that are compatible with angels are the root of angels who can descend into the human world.
The Holy See will distinguish which angel they come from according to the difference in these marks.
It's like sownting seeds on the ground, waiting for the day when the time is ripe.
If they are descended, their consciousness will be completely erased, and after the arrival, they will become idiots; If you don't choose to come, and you have been safely and steadily led back to the divine realm, you will be taken back the life you have given, and you will be reconciled to the body of the main body, adding strength to it.
It's inhumane, but undeniably a straightforward and practical way to get stronger.
"Of course not that's possible." A smile flashed in Helena's eyes, "Although the mark on my body can be fake, the fake is always fake, and no angel can borrow my body to descend, not even the god king." (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come (qidian.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. )