[First send and then change, there is no line of words after the change~]

When Xu Yichen and His Majesty the King took over the interview face-to-face, the holy warrior Mo Lilin. Jeanne is in the Temple of Dawn in Shabak City to receive the holy relic [Sword of Radiance] kept by the Church of Dawn, which is a legendary weapon that has been recorded in history many times, and is the weapon used by Alexander, the first saint of the Lord of Dawn.

Coincidentally, this time the Holy Sword Awarding Ceremony is also open to the media, and William Morris has used practical actions in the past few years to make the Dawn Church understand what marketing is and what propaganda is.

That's why there is a public sword presentation ceremony, and the priests of the Dawn Church are trying to adapt to the rhythm of the player's life and adapt to the new way of publicity.

In this world, the major churches were originally masters of playing with public opinion and propaganda experts, but advertising companies and media groups from the real world fought them on this battlefield.

The first to realize the potential of the aliens in this regard was the Dawn Church, and the cause of the incident was that a group of players had come up with a special medicine that claimed to turn ordinary people into transcendents, and the price was as high as twenty-five gold coins per dose.

The price was insignificant for the nobles, but for the commoners who were eager to change their fate, it was almost exactly a year's income, and the potion needed to be taken continuously, claiming to be effective for three months.

Similar deceptions have not occurred in the history of the Aborigines, and even the high-ranking spellcasters have tried to change the way the transcendents are born with some kind of medicine, but no one has succeeded.

And the cleverness of this group of players lies in the fact that they have enough examples to promote that a large number of players who have poured into the game world have become their living advertisements, and this group of people has become marketing geniuses, recruiting a large number of unsatisfactory players, and going deep into various villages and towns in the Old World to sell them.

Not only that, but they also divide the potions in their hands into ordinary versions, essence versions, and limited edition versions for customers at different levels, and promote the effects of potions in major cities in a high-profile manner, and constantly spend money to hire players and aborigines as the beneficiaries of potions to repeatedly publicize.

In just two months, this group of people made a profit of nearly 500,000 gold coins, and the potions in their hands were repeatedly studied by the major transcendent forces, but they did not know the essentials, but the endless potion warriors continued to appear to speak, and even many spellcasters were confused.

There was even a small principality that planned to give medicine to its entire army, and paid 120,000 gold coins for the deposit alone, and in the end, it was another group of players who exposed the R&D team, so that this scam that swept most of the old continent ended in an uproar.

It is worth mentioning that that group of marketing ghosts has now become William Morris's independent planning team, and they are living quite a chic life.

In the Sanctuary of Dawn, the Dawn Priests frown as the Strangers gather together, they may never be able to get used to the player's indifferent attitude, but the Archbishop does not allow them to reprimand the Aliens for being rude.

"I only interviewed the murderer in the loess area yesterday, and I came to interview Miss Jeanne early this morning, and when the duel between the two of them begins, the scene must be extremely hot." A player in the caster's robe smiled and said to his colleague next to him, and the envious expression on the other's face made him quite useful.

Not every player can become a spellcaster, intelligence is the first threshold, not every caster can become a talent, this is the second threshold, but for a reporter, the level of a low-level mage is more than enough, they can use spells to record images, record sounds, record words, and use the flying scroll without additional activation means.

Many people took out the momentum of the exam that year, gritted their teeth and crossed the first threshold of mage, for most players, they do not need to work hard to the second threshold, and the convenience brought by mage status is enough for them to find a good job.

For example, journalists, such as government department clerks, the world's demand for spellcasters is never satisfied, especially for low-level mages, which is simply greater than the demand for high-end mages, and the Europa Empire itself is also deliberately guiding players in the direction of spellcasters.

"Everyone, be silent!" A golden-robed priest slammed a sun-streaked scepter to the ground, and the scorching air instantly dispelled the chill of the wee hours.

Because the Holy Time of the Lord of Dawn is the first rays of dawn at sunrise, most of the rituals of the Church of Dawn begin in the early hours of the morning.

The players who were invited to participate in the ceremony immediately fell silent, although the Dawn Church and the players were in the run-in stage, but its strong side was already known to the players, except for the madness of the New Huaxia people, no one wanted to offend such a force in vain.

Mo Lilin in full costume. Escorted by two teams of paladin honor guards, Jeanne walked in through the main entrance of the Sanctuary of Dawn, whose uniform footsteps broke the silence of the temple.

On the other side, from the inner courtyard of the temple, a long metal box escorted by two teams of priests also slowly stepped out, the whole box was black, and golden runes representing the sun were painted on it.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the players in the Sanctuary feel the temperature around them start to rise as soon as the chest has appeared.

"Mo Lilin. Jeanne, are you the most devout believer in the Lord of the Dawn? The lead priest asked.

"I am." The Holy Warrior Morilyin replied calmly, "I am one of the thousands of rays of light of the Lord of the Dawn, and I am a part of His radiance. ”

"Mo Lilin. Jeanne, are you the bravest paladin of the Lord of Dawn? Another priest stepped forward and asked.

"I am." Mo Lilin replied again, "I am the hardest shield, the sharpest blade of the Lord of Dawn, I am the slayer of His enemies, the protector of His followers. ”

"Mo Lilin. Jeanne, are you willing to give your life for the Lord of Dawn and for the Church of Dawn? The archbishop, with the metal box, asked.

At this moment, the holy warriors and priests below were suddenly silent for a moment, because the archbishop changed the interrogation of the sword ceremony, and added the five words for the Dawn Church in the middle of giving his life for the Lord of Dawn.

Mo Lilin. Jeanne also froze for a moment, and the archbishop gently patted the sealing box containing the [Sword of Radiance] with his palm, and looked at him with a smile.

Several men in suits from William Morris also looked at Mo Lilin anxiously, they were not interested in the changes behind this, they were only worried that the show would be messed up.

Fortunately, Mo Lilin. Jeanne finally spoke: "I am willing, I am willing to give my life for the Lord of Dawn and the Church of Dawn at any time. ”

She accentuated the words Church of the Dawn, and the archbishop smiled satisfactorily before opening the seal.