Edward raised his hand and made a move, and a pair of illusory, transparent, and somewhat dim holy light hands appeared in front of Edward.

The Holy Light waved his big hand, and the surrounding black mist was gathered by it, and the Holy Light rubbed his hands together, and then disappeared.

Edward held his hand and looked at the item in his palm, lost in thought.

It was a black spar the size of a grain of rice, and Edward felt the loss of the holy power in his body, and the black spar devoured Edward's holy power.

The divine power was gone, and Edward's eyes narrowed, his expression solemn.

"It's ......"

"Tears of God?!" While Edward was still thinking about how to name the black hedron when Cynthia, who was next to Edward, exclaimed.

…… Tears of God? Edward froze for a moment, and looked back at Cynthia, his eyes shining with an inquiring light.

Cynthia walked quickly to Edward's side, grabbed Edward's hand, and examined the black hedron carefully.

After a while, Cynthia, who had finished the examination, looked at Edward with a solemn expression and said, "This feels right, although it is a fallen power, it is indeed a kind of Tears of God. ”

"What are the tears of the gods?"

"After the fall of the gods, there is a kind of residue that may be left behind. I've seen this kind of thing before, and in the highest bell tower of the palace of Emmen there is an hourglass with the tears of the gods, which is the relic of my sister. At this, Cynthia's expression turned sad.

Edward looked up at the city shrouded in black fog, his eyes condensed slightly, and said in a deep voice, "So there are gods here who are dead, and there are quite a few of them?" Or the death of a very powerful evil god? ”

Edward grabbed a handful of black mist in his hand, and he could rub out a tear the size of a grain of rice, and in Edward's perception, the boundary of the black mist far exceeded the range of Edward's perception.

There are a lot of gods dead here, or a super evil god has fallen here.

"It should be an evil god, I think this black spar you made Brother Edward is quite pure. So this Tear of God should come from a man, no, a god! ”

The fall of a massive evil god obscured the world with the residue he left behind, which may be the origin of the black fog that shrouded the city.

Edward speculated in his mind that he was going to take the time to explore the history of this civilized planet, and he believed that he would have a good harvest.

Because of the black fog, the night was very deep, the streets were quiet, not to mention stray cats and dogs, on this street, Edward couldn't even see a single bug, obviously Edward saw a lot of food crumbs on the road, and the bugs didn't even come out to feed!

Edward thought that there should be creatures like cats and dogs in this world, because Edward saw many kennel-like huts on the side of the road, in front of his family's house.

None of the animals, however, dared to step out of their houses, and they hid in a corner of their houses trying to sleep or shivering.

That's very wrong! Edward retracted his senses, his brow furrowed slightly.

The Tears of God may cause a very serious haze, but animals should not be afraid of this, because after all, the evil god is dead.

Edward didn't know how long the Black Mist had been around, but Edward's instincts were telling Edward that the Black Mist had been around for years.

In Edward's perception, some of the animals hiding in the huts were still very young, and they should have been used to the presence of the black mist.

So animals should not be afraid of being like this, after all, habit becomes nature.

What is there in the night and the black fog! The little animals are afraid, afraid of some kind of presence in the night, in the black fog.

Edward looked back at the aged Night Watchman who was following him and asked, "What are you fighting against?" ”

"Demons, evil believers, minions of demon gods, fallen gods, mysterious seals...... We have many enemies, and sometimes we even fight with our own companions. The old knight sighed, as he said, there were too many enemies, and too few people on the night watch.

When night comes, the whole world is the enemy!

Edward was silent for a while, glancing at the elderly Night Watchman, it was indeed miserable to hear this one, but Edward felt a little uncomfortable, not because of anything else, but because this one was a little too deliberate.

Deliberately and eagerly telling their misery, their scarcity of personnel, Edward could feel that the other party was sincere, but he always felt a little uncomfortable if he loved, because the other party was calculating, calculating him and Cynthia.

"The next thing is to register with your Ranger? Cynthia and I can leave when it's done? ”

"Yes, my lord, but we will arrange for someone to provide remote protection for you and Miss Cynthia, and then you and Miss Cynthia will call them at will to deal with some ordinary and tedious affairs."

Walking down the street with the crowd of guards, Edward couldn't help but glance at the old knight when he heard this.

Protection? Servant? Actually, it's a kind of surveillance.

When Edward just thought this, the old knight, who had paused in his speech, spoke again: "I think adults should be able to guess that this is actually a minimum level of surveillance, please forgive us for our rudeness, after all, the two of them have great power, and our patrol bureau must be responsible for the ordinary people in the city, this is the original intention of our bureau." ”

The old knight confessed directly.

Hearing this, Edward's heart was much more comfortable, Edward liked this kind of honest and kind person, so he looked at the old knight, and Edward nodded in response in understanding.

"It is our luck that the two of you are willing to descend from heaven to the filthy earth, but I still sincerely hope that the two of you can give the power to inherit and establish your family, because the more extraordinary ones are for us, the better!"

"Dependents?" Cynthia, who was beside Edward, blinked curiously.

"I am the family of the Goddess of the Night, and these two are the family of Princess Ulla, the Grim Reaper Maiden." The old knight pointed to himself, and then to the two grave keepers.

"Oh, I see, it's the cleric lineage." Cynthia understood, and then Cynthia was dumbfounded.

Cynthia is a special deity, originally she was a god of poverty, imposed on her by the kingdom of Emmen. Later, after Emmen's operation, Cynthia obtained the priesthood of wealth, and then under Edward's teaching, Cynthia became the god of investment.

Generally speaking, Cynthia doesn't even have a pure believer now, so let alone the priesthood under her command.

Cynthia hasn't even had time to build a system of priesthood under her command!

Believers, priests, became a god who believed in the gods, and these were essential for Cynthia.

So, how is the clergy system structured?!