"Merciful God, who gives us light in the midst of darkness and delivers his people from the devil's minions, let us thank the Lord for His favor. ”

Fort Frere, resting on a military powerhouse.

The town is called Marhand, and at this time a church is filled with the voice of a priest praying loudly.

The old Western-style Christian church was crowded with devout prayer believers.

A priest with gold-rimmed glasses, a black robe and a white collar standing under the statue of Jesus, holding a cross hanging around his neck in one hand and an open Bible in the other, reciting the Bible.

Then reverently put the cross on his chin and two strokes on his forehead, and then took a few steps forward.

There were three people at the front of the church hall packed with worshippers.

Two Middle Eastern men with white turbans, and an Oriental with black hair and black glasses.

The priest walked up to the three men, stretched out his hand, and touched their heads one by one.

After the two Middle Eastern men in front of them were touched by the priest, they seemed to feel the kindness and warmth of God, and the fear of cowering before had been replaced by pious faith, and they bowed their heads and muttered:

"Thank you to the merciful Lord. ”

"God bless you. ”

The priest would reply.

When the priest with the gold-rimmed glasses was about to touch the head of the third Oriental and bestow God's blessing, the Oriental smiled at the priest and shook his head.

"I'm sorry, I don't believe in any God. ”

Jiang Xiaobai said this to the Western priest.

To say that the scene in front of him was also something Jiang Xiaobai didn't expect.

When he first arrived, he was brought into the fortress from the ruins of the undead by the Templar Knight Blair, who had accidentally hit him, and then led them directly into the church, saying that he was receiving the consolation of the supremely merciful God in their mouths and dispelling their fear of escaping from the mouths of the undead.

Later, he saw the bearded knight pointing at the three of them in front of the priest and the believers, and with a holy and solemn tone, he shamelessly invited the gong.

The priest did not hesitate to praise the merits and courage of several knights, and also praised God in passing.

The faithful also gave reverent glances to these warriors under the command of God, who brought the three survivors out of the ruins of the undead.

This strengthened their faith that God would bless his people and that Heavenly Father would bless his children.

However, at this time, the church, which was full of pious faith and harmony, was disrupted by Jiang Xiaobai's words.

The devout believers changed color, and the bearded knight Blair, who stood at the side of the church, widened his eyes, and the eyelids of the priest who were "scolded" were twitched.

"God sheds light and delivers you from darkness, and warriors rush into the kingdom of the devil for you, and God is merciful and will forgive you for your rudeness. ”

The priest looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said calmly, but there was a certain "unforgivable" in his eyes.

Is it so faceless?

God is holy, great, and will not be allowed to be defiled.

"Father, it's okay, I'll go first. ”

Taoism fears heaven and earth, does not respect ghosts and gods, God is a human being, he himself is the existence of God in the eyes of the world, and what God do you believe.

Of course, Jiang Xiaobai couldn't talk about this with the Western priest, so he just smiled and turned to leave.

Walking through the long nave, the faithful looked at him with unfriendly eyes.

God redeemed him, but this Oriental man did not know how to be grateful, he was simply rude, stupid, and hateful.

It's foolishness.

Some unhappy believers stopped Jiang Xiaobai and showed unkindness.

God will protect those who believe in him, and he will forgive the sins of the world, let him go. ”

The priest shouted in the back.

The believers let go of the "rude" Jiang Xiaobai.

Let him out of the church.

And in this process, Jiang Xiaobai was neither angry nor impatient, and walked out of the church leisurely, only to see a prayer meeting in a Western church.

He didn't care about the things in the church, it was just a mistake.

As for the devotion to the Western faith that he saw in the church, the offense against him did not make waves.

The word faith, there is no right or wrong, the world believes in ghosts, gods, God, or have a request, or have a sustenance, in the end, it is the lack of level and ability, the comfort of the uncertainty of fate.

If you stand at a higher angle and have great power, it is different.

Jiang Xiaobai instead thought of a more far-reaching place from then on, the appearance of the undead, the revival of mythological civilization, and the resurgence of the world's beliefs.

When he left the church, the dawn had already opened, and the golden light sprinkled on the earthy yellow buildings, as well as the autumn yellow plane leaves, rendered a unique sense of sacredness and exoticism.

Jiang Xiaobai felt that this exotic style was good, so he found a bench under a plane tree to sit down and watch quietly.

He has always liked landscapes and people, and when he saw the exotic customs of the West for the first time, he was not in a hurry to leave.

At this time, the morning sun rises in the east, and the square of the church is filled with knights in armor and Western monks coming and going, many of whom have the breath of practitioners in their bodies, and there is an endless stream of devotees coming and going, bowing to and bowing to the angelic statues in the square.

There are also quite a few western faces with cameras.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the battlefield of the undead, and the character style of this ancient church in the West felt a little fresh everywhere.

After a while, he saw a tall, thin gray-haired old man in the West somewhere in the church being lifted out by two knights in armor.

Unlike the rest of the church, there were many knights in silver armor guarding the door, and the aura was serious, and it seemed to be heavily guarded.

The old man muttered something to the door, then flicked his sleeves angrily and walked away.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't have the extra heart to investigate and pay attention to what was in the heavily guarded gate, and continued to look at the people and customs of this church.

He was looking around when he saw people with cameras gathering in the prayer hall he had just left behind.

Jiang Xiaobai felt strange, so he saw from a distance that the priest and the bearded trial knight had come out.

As soon as they came out, they were surrounded by a group of people with video cameras, who appeared to be journalists from the mortal world.

"Dear Mr. Priest, we have received news that the knights under the command of your palace have saved a few more survivors from the ruins of the undead, can you tell us?"

A blonde, brown-eyed female reporter asked the priest with gold-rimmed glasses with a look of reverence and joy.

"Oh, Miss Reporter, you're going to ask our brave Blair Knight. ”

The priest smiled and nodded, gesturing to Blair, the knight of the Judgment, next to him.

Blair next to him immediately showed a solemn and holy appearance, and said a lot of words about God, holy light, and duty, anyway, all praise is to God.

The cameras' cameras flashed at Knight Blair.

"Handsome Mr. Knight, you are so brave, many people like you now, and so do I. ”

The female reporter showed an adoring and bold seductive look and said with a smile.

"It's my pleasure!"

Knight Blair showed a big smile in front of the camera, and his beard looked a little angry.

Next, the reporters interviewed two survivors who had just been rescued.

The two survivors, who have become believers in God, talk about the horrors of their encounters in the ruins of the dead on camera, and a whole host of praise for the Judgment Knight and God.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at this scene from a distance and felt a little novel.

Is this to openly spread faith to the world through today's information channels?

"Hey, Oriental?"

Just when he felt something new, a voice came from his back shoulder.

The old man from the West who had just been driven out of the strict gate by the knight in silver armor came over, sat down at the other end of the bench, and shouted.

(I am not familiar with Western culture and religious system, and I am confused when I check the information, and I will change it today, alas, my full attendance!)