Although Gallo in the dream couldn't control his body and couldn't look up at the angel who came, the strange thing was that he could sketch the image of the angel in his mind.

He was not tall, but about the same as a normal human, wearing a suit of glittering golden armor with ornate carved patterns, and a one-horned helmet with a pointed horn that carried a sky-high aura.

There is also a quaint crown of power on the top of the head, and a small special decoration on the top, like a sapling, and like a man with open arms.

On the face is a strange mask, and on the left is a smiling human face, laughing so much that tears are flowing from it; On the right, he has a sad face and looks very sad.

But the most striking thing is the wings behind Him.

The left wing is composed entirely of a flaming, liquid-like flame, and a feather on it has a clear outline, like a sharp sword; On the right is the white translucent wings of light, as soft as silk, with feathers woven from light waves.

In the middle of his wings was his aura, with a white flame dancing on the left and a faint golden light on the right.

This asymmetrical combination of left and right not only does not affect his overall beauty, but looks extremely cool and adds a bit of unique mystery.

Gallo asked himself, the appearance of this angel is really handsome and cool, and the sense of substitution is full!

And he also felt that this angel was very familiar, except for the right wing, whether it was the battle helmet or the face armor, or the pattern of the armor on the body, and the sword-like feathers on the left wing, he was very familiar with it.

And the aura emanating from his body is powerful and noble, and at a glance he knows that his strength is strong, and his personality and compulsion are very high, but he does not have the kind of lofty arrogance and loneliness that overlooks all beings, but is a little more cordial.

He has the wonderful charm that makes people willing to bow down instead of being forced and oppressed, and he is prostrate at his feet with pleasure and convincing.

Will I be like this in the future?

A strange thought popped into Gallo's mind.

Like, it's pretty good?

Then the angel suddenly spoke and whispered something.

He did not speak a lingua franca, but a wonderful language that was incomprehensible to all present.

It is believed that this should be called the 'Gospel of the Angels.'

No one dares to study this language, which belongs exclusively to angels, and can only speculate that he is probably doing some kind of blessing?

So Gallo was surrounded by him, including himself, and thanked the angels for their generosity in the ancient lingua franca.

Gallo couldn't control his actions, and could only feel a strong embarrassment in his heart.

Because he probably understood what the angel was saying...

The language is not some mysterious angelic gospel, but a very familiar and slightly unfamiliar modern Chinese by Gallo...

And what this angel just said was:

"It's not good, I'm a little nervous, I forgot the words..."

So Gallo suddenly felt extremely embarrassed...

And this angel obviously didn't think that someone could understand his language, and after watching the various worships of the people below for a while, he couldn't help muttering in a low voice:

"Why don't you have a white-haired beautiful girl?"

"This class of believers, not much..."

His voice was soft, barely a slight movement in his throat, and he was covered with a veil and so noisy that it was theoretically impossible for anyone to hear.

But for some reason, Gallo heard it very clearly...

This gorgeous and cool appearance, this powerful and noble temperament, because of these two private words, there is a crisis of collapse.

Gallo was bitter and would rather not hear anything...

But the angel did not understand his difficulties at all, and continued to mutter, relying that no one could understand his words:

"I don't know what to say..."

"I'm just a messenger of the day, do you know the religion of Mao?"

If it weren't for Gallo's inability to speak, and he really wanted to beg him not to speak anymore, this character would really collapse!

And the angel continued:

"Alas... Forget it, just flicker a few sentences. ”

"Just say it in Chinese, anyway, they can't understand it, and they will make it up by themselves."

This time, he didn't even make any sound, it was just a heart, but Gallo could hear it clearly...

For the sake of us trying so hard to worship, can't you be serious? This attitude is inevitably too perfunctory, isn't it?

Gallo couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

Then he heard the angel say in a voice in a language that no one else understood:

"Hello everyone, I'm an angel who has been practicing for two and a half years, Gallo, and I like to fish, repeat, and coo."

Gallo was very eager to hide his face and weep.

But this body did not listen to the call, but worshipped up and down at a speed like convulsions, and at the same time shouted excitedly:

"Ah!! It's a blessing!! A true blessing from Lord Gallo!! ”

There was also an equally excited person next to him who shouted:

"Ah!! It's Lord Gallo!! Yes!!! I'm dead!! ”

There were even people who excitedly hugged the pillars next to them and shouted loudly:

"Ah!! Lord Garo, my illness has finally been cured! ”

They didn't really understand what the angel was saying, but they vaguely felt that this was introducing themselves, and they might have heard the name 'Gallo', and the pronunciation of the two sounds here is somewhat similar.

Objectively speaking, they really heard it right, the angel did introduce himself, but the specific words were not so serious.

But as the angels say, the people below will make up for themselves.

Then Gallo saw his body take out a new and clean notebook from his bosom, and wrote on it with his hand, trembling with excitement:

"Our Lord has sent His strongest angel to the lower realm, to spread light and the gospel, happiness and serenity..."

"The angel's honorable name is 'Gallo', incomparably holy, incomparably noble, incomparably powerful, incomparably noble, He is the King of angels, the hope of us, the way and the light of the future..."

"Gallo said, 'Whoever believes, I will have my gospel, whoever is pious will be blessed by me, and whoever is unclean I will chastise.'"

"We will prostrate ourselves at the foot of Gallo, and we will recite His name, and thank Him for His generosity and mercy..."

Gallo silently watched as 'himself' was extremely fanatical and enthusiastic about recording these things, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, another flower suddenly appeared in front of him, his vision blurred for a while, and then he returned to the white and mysterious space before.

Although he was still in a dream, he was finally able to control his body now.

So he hurriedly looked down at the ancient book in his hand.

Sure enough, what was written on it was what the 'self' had written just now, and he felt numb for a while, and goosebumps all over his body.

Then, suddenly, he snorted again.

Hey? How did I suddenly understand the ancient lingua franca?

What an unexpected surprise!

Gallo took advantage of his sudden learning of the ancient lingua franca and quickly flipped through the contents of the previous text.

It turned out that this notebook was written by a priest named 'Victor', and it was a scattered diary that only recorded various major events and important emotional feelings, or should it be called a memorandum.

Gallo's experience just now was not that he really went to that hall and saw the angel, but that he magically took the perspective of this priest and watched the scene in his diary.

So he can only watch, he can only think, but he can't do anything, he can't say, because he is just a spectator and spectator outside the event, and he still can't post a barrage and say that kind in this chapter.

This Victor, who has the same name as the city lord, is a person from the time of the war of the gods, belongs to the 'Creation God Cult', and believes in the supreme creation god.

This sect has little to do with the three major Orthodox Christians today, although they all believe in the creation of God, but the time between them is too far away, there is almost no connection, and there is also a lack of information, so there is no way to verify it in detail.

And just like the three major orthodox religions today, there were far more sects that believed in the creation god at that time, and there were even cults among them.

In his diary, Victor fought against heretical cults that also believed in the creator god, but whose teachings had been distorted and turned into evil and extreme.

He is a 'war bishop' in the sect

This is a position that has only existed during the time of the melee of the gods.

According to the current fragmentary information, the system of authority of the clergy at that time was not like the present one, and there was no division of bishops, cardinals, knights, etc.

At that time, the division of duties and powers was more special, and there were only ordinary priests, war priests, ordinary bishops, and war bishops on the priest route.

However, at that time there were still two positions, priests and priests, but their specific duties and powers are nowhere to be verified, and it can only be speculated that they probably organized sacrifices and received oracles.

As for the difference between this war bishop and the Miselan, the Jeke, and the old bishop, it is obvious to the naked eye.

Although they also wear robes, there is a very heavy chain mail under the robe, and Victor complained in his diary that this chain mail is too heavy and very troublesome to wear.

Like the high slit worn by the later Misheran, paired with white stockings and high heels, the style of dress, which only focuses on aesthetics and is completely incapable of actual combat, will definitely not appear on the Bishop of War.

At the same time, they don't wear a crown, but an iron helmet, and their weapons are all kinds of two-handed weapons, poleguns, meteor hammers, etc., and they have a strong physique that can handle these things.

According to Victor's records, he once won a lot of rewards and the hearts of many pretty girls by beating a well-known Knight of Judgment in a sect's Hercules competition.

In short, the style of the War Bishop is very similar to Gallo's on the surface.

At the same time, the two sides are quite close in terms of divine style, and the War Bishop is also very good at sheltering and punishing divine arts, and is not very fond of healing divine arts, which is what ordinary priests should do.

When the fight broke out, the clergy of the knightly department led the cavalry to maneuver and intersperse, and the priests led the infantry to charge into battle, they were the grassroots commanders, the fulcrum and banner of the front, and they were also responsible for boosting morale and punishing deserters.

But the most powerful thing is that they have a very powerful art of war!

For example, Victor wrote in his diary that the first art he learned was the power of God, and he played an important role in a battle to clear the infidels, directly crushing the small bunker where the infidels were entrenched into pieces.

Maybe it's because the gods were very active at that time, the priests at that time were much more powerful than now, and the seventh-order divine arts were not valuable, and the **-order divine arts were very common.

Not to mention the god of war and all kinds of powerful enchantments.

And the several battles described by Victor in his diary, facing all kinds of rampant and powerful cultists and evil god creations, each of which was no weaker than the star god container at the time of the second invasion, could make the current priests exclaim that they were invincible.

If mortals unite together, they will even be able to shoot down angels!

Although Victor had never fought against the angels, he had heard the rumors about them and was inspired by them.

Because it was just a scattered diary of important events, or as it should be called, it didn't take Gallo much time to read the previous content.

He didn't get into that particular audience perspective anymore, only words.

But Rao is like this, and it still makes Gallo sincerely sigh:

This is really a magnificent and wonderful era!

The diary was written from the day Victor became Bishop of War, and Gallo had only been reading the front part for about three years.

But in just three years, Victor has experienced hundreds of battles, large and small, of which there are as many as five important battles worthy of his record, each of which is against a variety of powerful enemies, fighting thrillingly, winning extremely thrilling, making him wander between life and death several times.

In this state, Victor, who was already not weak, naturally grew in strength by leaps and bounds, and soon mastered more seventh-order divine arts and war divine arts, and began to gradually get in touch with eighth-order divine arts.

Anyway, Gallo thinks Victor is better than himself...

He couldn't help but mentally make up a mental comparison between the previous bishop and the current bishop.

Previous Bishops:

With a strong body, resolute eyes, heavy weapons, and fierce magic skills, he charges on the battlefield and is invincible.

Current Bishops:

Delicate body, white hair and white silk, good looking licking, can't lift weapons, only add blood magic, and the talent is all sold cute.

Tsk, this is turning back the clock of history...

Gallo couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

He went back to reading the back of the diary.

Victor did not record the contents of the angel Gallo after his arrival like a running account, and the time jumped directly to three months later, and his wife gave birth to a healthy and lovely son for him.

After describing the excitement of becoming a father for the first time, Victor wrote a message for his son's future:

"The priesthood is a profession that is honorable and proud, but also fraught with dangers..."

"So unlike your mother, I don't want you to follow my path..."

Seeing this, Gallo couldn't help but think in his mind, if I had a son or daughter in the future, would I let them follow the same path as me?

The thought flashed through him, and he immediately shook his head again.

I don't even have a girlfriend right now...

He turned to the next page again, and the time jumped back another two months.

Victor was blessed because he had seen the angels, and he was also proud of his own talent and achievements, so he obtained the qualification to learn the eighth-order divine arts, which will be taught by the angel Gallo himself.

Victor on this page was very excited, and he was embarrassingly blowing the angel throughout the whole page, and he saw that Gallo's scalp was numb, and he hurriedly turned the page.

This time, his vision blurred again, and he entered the magical perspective of the audience again.