The sudden shattering of this set of holy relics made everyone on the scene fall into a state of stupor, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

But before everyone could recover their strength, the broken shields and broken blades took on a new look.

Rays of light and smoke filled the shards, fluttering lightly, slowly condensing a phantom in mid-air.

The phantom looked barely humanoid, but it was tattered and faint, and seemed to disappear at any moment.

There is still a faint wing-shaped outline behind the phantom, but it is already very faint, and even the outline is only faint, and you can't find it if you look closely.

But what is a little frightening is that this broken phantom exudes an invisible coercion?

It is not the coercion of the evil god that is like substance, making people suffocate and tremble and even bow down, but it is relatively calm and gentle, just to the extent that people look up and admire, but it is much more obvious and clear than the coercion of the demigod powerhouse.

However, the scope of this coercion is quite small, and only the people in the church can feel it.

Under the gaze of everyone, the phantom made a hug motion with open hands, floated towards Gallo, and then passed directly over him, looking like it had given him a hug.

Gallo's magic didn't activate because of this, and he didn't dodge himself, allowing the phantom to pass through him.

The moment he touched the phantom, he felt a burst of extraordinarily complicated emotions coming from the other party.

There is the joy of the rest of my life...

There is a sorrow like a thousand thoughts...

There is a relief of body and mind...

Finally, there is some relief to be reunited after a long absence...

To sum up, it's like an old man who is dying, and when he is dying, he sees a familiar old friend.

After passing through Gallo, the shadow drifted straight towards the mosaic statue of the goddess in the center of the church, and finally turned into wisps of light and dust in front of the statue, floating in all directions, and falling on everyone present.

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, feeling that something suddenly appeared in their minds and that they had learned some kind of knowledge...

It's kind of like looking at miracles and learning from them.

One of the Templars exclaimed:

"I... I think I've learned a magic trick? This is actually the art of war: Psychic Storming? ”

"This magic can create a lightning storm in an area, destroying all enemies inside..."

"But it seems that this magic is difficult to unleash..."

Another Templar followed, saying:

"I've also learned a god of war, but it's a burst of the heart, and it sounds very powerful..."

"Hah! The art of war I learned is very powerful, it is called the Pillar of Healing, which can create a pillar to heal external injuries out of thin air..."

"Huh? Why is this magic request so strange? It actually takes the physical fitness of a seventh-order master warrior to perform it? Why does a healing divine art require Juggernaut-level strength? ”

The Templars forgot the bad news of the destruction of their relics for a while, and began to discuss.

They've all learned a magic art, and it's all powerful war magic!

And it's also the god of war that Gallo is quite familiar with, he remembers that there are all in the underground library, and it seems that they should all be relatively common war magic in those days...

Although these magic techniques are powerful, they are demanding and even strange, and these sanctuaries are just learned, and there is still a long way to go between mastering and actual combat application.

And even if you master it, I'm afraid you can't use it, and the God of War has long been banned.

But Rao is like this, it is enough to make them excited, the art of war is not so easy to learn, just to learn, it is quite difficult, but they seem to have picked it up for nothing, how can they not be happy?

"What about you? What have you learned? ”

Gallo asked the old bishop and Mitheran again.

"I learned some special ways to grow plants..."

The old bishop said with a smile in his eyes.

"I have learned a divine technique, the seventh-order confessional divine technique: atonement for sins with death..."

Mitheran also replied, with a look of surprise and regret in her big eyes.

The surprise was naturally because he was just a bishop, but he suddenly learned a seventh-order divine technique that only cardinals could access.

It's a pity that it's because she saw the old bishop perform this magic spell, and the old bishop used this magic to make a group of cultists kneel down and repent in front of her, and then die with a headshot, the scene is very bloody and curious...

She felt that this magic was not very suitable for her, and if she had a choice, she would prefer to learn the simple and crude style of the Hammer of Sanctions.

Because Gallo likes that style...

Gallo loves the hammer of sanctions, I learned the hammer of sanctions, gallo likes me...

Probably like that, right?

Finally, the old bishop and Misheran looked at Gallo again and asked:

"What about you? What have you learned? ”

"Alas... The knowledge that feels useless has increased again..."

Gallo sighed, then gave a live demonstration of what he had learned.

He unleashed the power of faith from within him, touched the fragment of the shield on the ground and the broken sword, and lifted it into the air, floating in front of him.

Then, he used the method he had just learned.

I saw that those fragments suddenly melted?!

But instead of melting into water, it melted into a ball of light like a liquid.

Gallo fused the balls of light together to form a large ball of light that looked like a shiny lump of dough.

He then put his hands into the lump of light dough and kneading it.

The Templars on the side also woke up from the joy of learning the divine arts, and watched him perform blankly, without stepping forward to stop him.

Anyway, the relics have been shattered...

After kneading, Gallo redivides the glossy dough into two lumps, one in his left and one in his right hand.

Eventually, the light in his hand gradually solidified, and the light gradually dissipated, revealing a small shield and a small sword lying quietly in his palm.

It looked exactly the same as when the leader first handed it to him, and even the divine aura on it was exactly the same.

Or even more intense?

"It should have been fixed, right?"

Gallo wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered to himself.

Just kneading the dough just now consumed a lot of his physical strength and faith power, making his brain a little dizzy, his stomach still hungry, and even a little unsteady on his feet.

He's never been so tired...

It is estimated that you will have to eat a full meal and then get a good night's sleep to recover.

"In addition, I have added some new features, so let's give you a brief demonstration..."

Gallo endured his exhaustion and continued.

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Wait a minute...

It's not me who he's rewarding, it's a little milk cat!

Meow meow?!