In the chapel, it was as if a typhoon was blowing.

Everything is a mess. The benches all fell on them, and some even pressed on others.

Someone let out a groan of pain.

But, fortunately, no one was hurt. That is, being weighed down by a heavy object on the arm or something.

The wind outside the door came in with the smell of a little rain. All of a sudden, a chill came in.

Merrill didn't care about anything else, he saw the strangeness in front of the chapel.

In his eyes, the sculpture of the sage Michel exudes a faint light. It's like a miracle. The whole sculpture constantly exudes a large number of light elements.

Father Merrill quickly stepped forward and looked at the sculpture of the Sage Michelle, whom he faced almost every day.

Half-kneeling on the ground and praying in a low voice, what he was going to do was probably disrespectful to his faith.

In the eyes of the others, they didn't see anything. The old priest Merrill prayed in front of the chapel very often.

Lan Ressa didn't see anything either. Before she could recover her strength, she was pulled outside by Rhona.

Linda, the elf, kept looking in the direction of Father Merrill.

Zenani got up and saw Father Merrill in front of the chapel and didn't think much of it.

There are still many residents of the town who are still on the ground, or have suffered minor injuries and have not been treated. Zenani hurried to help.

"Hands, Sage Michelle has something in his hands." Merrill looked up. He felt something in the hand of the sculpture of the Sage Michelle, calling for his Holy Cross necklace.

At this time, there were not many people in the chapel. Seeing Father Merrill praying in front, no one dared to disturb Father Merrill.

Let's go out and wait for a while, and Father Merrill will come out and thank him.

Just when he was about to see what was in the hands of the sculpture of the Sage Michel.

"Father Merrill! Is it really you? Am I not dreaming? A surprised female voice sounded in her ears.

Merrill was scared, he really didn't realize that there was another person next to him.

He heard that it was Shiruda's voice, and when he turned around, he saw that it was Shiruda. Did you just come by and didn't notice someone? But just now, I obviously felt that there was no one.

However, it's not a question of thinking about that now.

"It's Hilda. It's all right, good boy. When Merrill's hand slapped on the girl's shoulder, he accidentally sensed it, and the holy light was already level six? This... This has caught up with Zenani, who has a holy light affinity physique. He clearly remembered that she was only level four the day before yesterday, how could this be possible.

And it gives people the feeling that her foundation is still very strong, and she doesn't look like she has just broken through to the sixth level.

Now it's only possible that the thing in the church caused the change.

"Mistress Michelle, what did you leave here back then?" Merrill felt a rare little nervousness in his heart.

Of course, Hiluda did not see that Father Merrill had so much in mind. She turned her head to look, "Wow, when did the chapel become like this?" What about everyone? Are they all out? I'm the only one here. It's embarrassing! ”

She gave Merrill a sudden bow, and ran out in a panic.

"This kid." Merrill watched as Hiluda left.

He also wanted to ask something. Why did they leave? Forget it, it's not too late to ask next time. Now there are more important things to do.

Merrill looked at the sculpture of the Sage Michelle in front of him.

The sculptures are not tall and even a little too simple compared to the sculptures of those cathedrals.

But now it's more magical than any sculpture Merrill has ever seen.

It's just that Merrill knows that this is nothing more than an illusion created by the element of light. In fact, the sculpture is still the same sculpture, without any change.

"There's nothing. ' Merrill looked. There is nothing in the hands of the sculpture of the saint Michel.

Is it to put this on it? Merrill took a look. The blazing Holy Cross necklace in his hand, although the light on it had dimmed because he had just liberated the barrier.

However, Merrill could feel it. The feeling it gives itself is to be placed in the hands of the sculpture of the saint Michel.

What the hell is going on? What will happen? Merrill didn't know.

However, this is not a problem now. So, put it on. Merrill made up his mind.

He carefully placed the Holy Cross necklace in his hand.

I only heard a "click".

And then nothing happened. Nothing happened? Merrill asked herself.

Weird. All of a sudden, all of them were gone. It was as if everything had just been in a dream.

What Merrill had just seen seemed to be fake.

But how is this possible. He'd just seen something different. Now you say it's gone? Who is this coaxing?

Merrill circled the sculpture several times. However, he just didn't change at all.

Even the light elemental that had just been spreading out was gone.

It's impossible. Merrill: He couldn't have been dazzled.

Whoever looks at it, the sculpture is still the same as the previous sculpture has not changed in the slightest. If I put it bluntly, the sculpture seems to have a little bit of flavor. Yes, it's the taste. There's a little bit of charm in it.

Merrill had to take off the Holy Cross necklace first.

It seems that he was thinking about this Holy Cross necklace by mistake. Probably reinforcing the seal, or something.

He didn't know. When the old priest left, he was not beside him. He was in a hurry, and he only had time to hand over the Holy Cross necklace to himself.

There were some things that he had discovered slowly in the church.

But just when Merrill was about to take off the Holy Cross necklace.

The hand of the Sage Michel sculpture suddenly emitted a blinding golden light.

directly took him back a few steps, and only then did he stabilize his body here.

It was Holy Force, Merrill recognized.

His left hand trembled slightly. It was burned by a powerful holy force, and it was hard to imagine that the holy power could burn a priest.

Very strong, Merrill did not expect. After so many years of remnants of a person's holy power, it can actually injure a priest of more than 40 levels.

If, now, it is a person from the same level of the Dark Order as himself to touch it.

Now he may not be dead but also seriously injured.

Resting people outside. Suddenly, I saw a dazzling golden light coming from the chapel, and rushed out directly.

Everything around is stopped.

It even created a vacuum directly in the heavy rain.

No one knew it was happening inside. Old Father Merrill is still in the chapel, so nothing will happen.