In the prayer hall, everyone put their hands together, buried their heads slightly, and prayed reverently to the statue of Lord Mori on the hall platform.

"It is you who create the vegetation that is full of life, that stabilizes the mountains and rivers, and that it blossoms and bears fruit for us, and that brings us abundant food and fruit,..." the gray-robed priest unfolded the holy scriptures in front of the idol and guided the reading.

"You are the one who creates the ...... that is full of life," the believers felt with their eyes closed and followed along.

The clergy had memorized the sacred scriptures to the fullest, but according to the regulations, they still had to hold them in their hands and read them carefully to show their respect for the gods.

Among this group of believers, Long Ge, who wore a brown cloak and a hood, looked out of place, both in appearance and movement.

She sat in the penultimate row at the back left, without holding her hands or closing her eyes, and sitting unrestrainedly against the backrest.

I couldn't help but scoff at the statue of Maury—even though the square features and face were not at all the same as the Maury he had seen with his own eyes.

can think that after 10,000 years, people's memories of his appearance have been deviated, and they really can't hate it, and they can't laugh if they want to.

She rested her elbows back on the edge of the backrest, and lifted her right foot to lift her leg. Walking will not open the cloak with the cloak closed, nor will strong winds, but the active reaching and stretching of the legs will also make it easier for the user to reach the outside world, or kick the leg during the battle...

Long Ge showed a firm and tight thigh skin because of her movements, and the slight snort just now caused the young man next to him to open his eyelids and glance at her, he couldn't help but be stunned and throbbed.

"Huh?" Long Ge looked back at him.

The hood covered most of his face, but it still made the young man feel the murderous intent in his eyes.

The man immediately sat upright, closed his eyes, and continued to fold his hands and read along.

It was not too relaxing, Long Ge realized this, and then lowered his hands and legs, and the cloak was closed again.

The young man who closed his eyes had more inexplicable fear in his mind, probably a strange female traveler next to him, and it was better to ignore it...

Long Ge waited a little impatiently, and was fed up with this dignified sitting posture, and what was even more difficult to accept was that these guys sang praises to the enemies who killed their clansmen. What does it mean that he created forests and grasslands, obviously those have always existed, 10,000 years ago, before Morry was called a god, they already existed, and the elders of the clan who were tens of thousands of years old also told themselves the adventure stories of his 100 years old, the floating forests that shuttled through the heavenly realm, and even the underground realm have special trees and grasses, are those all Morry's doing? Amusing...

Maybe if they read it any longer, the dragon song will stop all of this and knock over the stone statue... After there was no slave curse seal, he disobeyed what Xia Zuo had arranged for him, and his thoughts became very relaxed.

... No, Long Ge shook his head violently, why did he have such thoughts, he had already agreed to the auxiliary plan, and now he had to be patient.

At this moment, another priest entered the hall through the side door, and he came to the presiding officer with a very unnatural expression, and waved his hand to summon the monks and nuns next to the statue.

"Your Excellency the Bishop has something important to announce," he said, "please tell each other and assemble in the diner in twenty minutes." ”

"But it's still being prayed for," said the presiding priest, who had to interrupt and said with a sad face.

"It's a very important thing." The other side emphasized.

There was a nervous breath in the air, and the man's uneasy heartbeat was also detected by Long Ge - he was lying, and he was threatened in some way.

This is the same as when he met Maggie who was ordered by the slave owner in the gladiatorial arena, he felt the same to himself, Long Ge curled the corners of his mouth, it seemed that the matter had succeeded.

Without their own support... Long Ge sighed in frustration, the bishop of the Terran race was so easy to be solved? Or can Xia Zuo do anything now? Do you need to help yourself in the future......

During the allotted time, the entire church gathered in a dining room where everyone could eat together.

The Bishop stood solemnly on the wooden platform that had just been set aside, making sure that everyone could see him.

On the left side of the wooden platform, accompanied by a somewhat unfamiliar priest, with the hood of a black robe on his head, no one could see his face, which was not the focus of attention at the moment, but the bishop with his hands held high.

"Please be quiet," he said soothingly, and the scene, which had not been much whispering, became even quieter, "I have just received God's will, in a dream. ”

Everyone stood solemnly, and even moved the table to the corner for the sake of space.

They covered their mouths in amazement at the astonishing news they had heard, but soon fell silent, all convinced of the fact that the bishop was occasionally able to communicate with the gods.

In fact, the bishop never heard Maury's voice once, and at one time thought it was his own dream conjecture. This kind of lie hidden in the depths of his heart can't be hidden from Xia Zuo now.

"The great god of wood, Mauri, has a message to convey to everyone, and before that, the god Maury asks everyone to cross their hands and lay them flat on their chests in order to listen more reverently to the next words of the god Maury."

The bishop said with a slightly nervous expression, and everyone thought it was something earth-shattering.

"Folded hands flat on your chest?" Someone muttered quietly.

The Maurian Cult has never had such a ritual, and there is no record of it in the Holy Scriptures... But no one will say this to refute it. Everyone still hesitated to do so.

"Very well," encouraged the bishop, and seeing that everyone was in that position, he took a scroll from the hooded priest beside him, and said to the group, "I have recorded the message of the god Maury on it. ”

With that, the bishop's trembling hand unfolded the scroll to the crowd, and although he was old, the movement of his hands showed an inexplicable sense of resistance.

What did God Maury tell the Bishop? The crowd became more and more curious, and their eyes widened.

It wasn't until the bishop fully unfolded the scroll that the overlapping pattern of the two droplets came into view.

“blo ed liq！” The hooded priest spoke suddenly, and his voice was loud enough to ensure that everyone from the first row to the last row could hear it clearly—indeed, it was also unfamiliar.

As soon as the words fell, the double water drop pattern on the reels gushed out orange-red streams of light, and the momentum was greater than every previous one.

Everyone was immediately frightened and confused, but in an instant, the light flowed around everyone's neck, wrapped around the ring, and finally the ring shrunk to form a slave curse.

Originally, the cost of MP would increase once every time a target was added, but now the skill magic cost is 0, and no matter how many there are at the same time, it will not burden the caster Xia Zuo.

"What's going on, Lord Bishop!?"

"Curse seals? On your neck... And him! ”

"What did you do?"

"Isn't this a slave curse? Why am I possessed by the Curse Seal? ”

The scene was plunged into a whirlpool of fear, and the sounds of anxiety came and went, but it didn't last until the third second.

"Be quiet." Xia Zuo's order came out.

There was silence for a moment, as if there had been no quarrel in the first place.

There was a moment of silence, and everyone showed a look of sorrow that had a thousand words, but could not say a word.

"I'll explain the situation to you," Xia Zuo walked forward, "First line up and stand up, I'm going to remove the 'tattoo' for you, and then everyone, follow my orders to complete one thing." ”

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