The Divine Soul Sense was not released, but only received the agitation and flow of the surrounding breath. Then judge the number of strong people around you.

'There is one ninth-level powerhouse, and five eighth-level powerhouses, this lineup is not bad anywhere, and no one dares to do anything to the holy relics of the Bright Sect, so it is not simple. ’

Lin Xin stepped forward a little closer, looking up at the white light on the long sword.

She was thinking about how she would come into contact with the relics. It was too obvious to do it directly, and she didn't want to start a war with the Bright Sect for the time being. Snatching holy relics is too sensitive.

"How??"

She touched her nose ....

With spells, even if she has ninth-level demonic power, it is not easy to get in touch with the holy relics without alarming everyone. Not to mention avoiding revealing your identity.

"It looks like it's still going to be robbed...."

She didn't plan to really grab it, but only grabbed it for a short time, and then absorbed the parasitic power and put it back.

"So, just create a fake robbery scene, it's enough."

Lin Xin turned his head and walked to the wall, pretending to look at the church-style oil painting that was hanging.

"So.... Let me see how much the relics are..."

Lin Xin glanced at the archbishop who was reciting the doctrine aloud not far away, this was the only ninth-level powerhouse here.

Standing beside him was the team of the Holy Inquisition of the Church, all of whom were eighth-level masters. Later, she noticed that there was a teenager about the same age as Lin Lei standing next to the archbishop.

The boy had pale golden eyes, and his long, soft silver hair could be blown by the slightest airflow.

The facial features are delicate and perfect, as if they were not created by the world, but made by God.

When Lin Xin looked over, for some reason, the young man actually looked at her with his eyes, and smiled and nodded at her in a friendly way.

"Interesting...."

Lin Xin showed a slightly stunned expression, and then smiled and returned the salute to the other party.

The church was on display for seven days, and she was in no hurry.

After standing in place and watching for a while, Lin Xin left the venue.

The next day, she also came to see the relics.

Day 3....

Day 4.....

Until the seventh day.

Lin Xin finally planned to do it, and the exhibition came to an end.

Bite.... Bite......

The crisp silver bells shook as the archbishop shook them, and from time to time they spread around with the splashing of holy water.

Everyone was praying, some were pious. And for the most part, it's just for show, to pay homage to the Lord of Light.

Lin Xin also stood in the crowd, just waiting for the prayer to end, and when the exhibition began in the afternoon, he directly started to create a robbery scene.

"This way, this way."

Suddenly, a faint call came into her ears from not far away.

A beautiful girl with long gray hair, dressed in casual white clothes and pants, followed by a handsome boy who Lin Xin was extremely familiar with walked into the hall.

"Karan?!"

Lin Xin was slightly surprised, for this childhood brother didn't know why he appeared here.

Suddenly, out of the corner of Lin Xin's eyes, the silver-haired and golden-eyed young man who was following behind the archbishop, was actually slowly approaching in the direction of Kalan.

Not only that, but several cathars around them all approached this side as if they were nothing, faintly surrounding Karan and the two of them.

"Be careful, although you are the Holy Son appointed by the Pope, we and the Holy See of Light can be said to be mortal enemies.

Let's take a look at the artifact from afar and go. ”

Lily was still whispering to Karan about the arrangement.

"The gift of the Lord of Light is not just an ordinary holy object, it is said that it has the gaze of the Lord of Light. When you see it in the future, you must stay away early. ”

"yes, I don't feel anything...."

Karan looked at the sword with a bewildered expression.

Although it is very cool to be regarded as the Holy Son by a group of mysterious people, it gives him the pleasure of the protagonist, but he has to admit that his talent is still that talent, and his Holy Son is only a mascot.

"Excuse me.... You're Karan... Holy Son? ”

The silver-haired and golden-eyed boy didn't know when, but walked not far from Kalan, smiled and whispered.

"You !?"

Lily was horrified, and was suddenly called out of her identity, which was not what she expected at all.

Without thinking much about it, she picked up Karan and turned around and ran out of the hall.

In the sound of hurried footsteps, the outside of the hall was empty at some point, and there was no one.

There is also an additional large halo barrier around it. A silver-haired figure slowly emerged from the barrier, blocking the way of the two, and it was actually the young man with light golden pupils just now.

"You! Have you ignored the agreement made by the saints!? ”

Lily yelled.

The teenager just smiled and didn't answer.

The other Inquisition guards in the halo approached with sharp blades in hand, which already showed their attitude.