"What does it feel like?" Jeff now feels like his whole body is wrapped in warm water, unconsciously relaxed, worried about his future, sentimental about his past, those deep scars imprinted in Jeff's heart have gradually been erased, he really wants to sleep like this, but as a qualified knight, he is still trying to keep himself awake. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info people's perception can be deceived, and the teacher of the knight academy likes to say that the students stay calm, and in this unknown environment, they don't believe that everything is supposed to be.

To outsiders, Jeff is now wrapped in a gentle divine light, and in addition to Jeff, there are a few other minotaurs and dwarves who have done the same, but now almost no one will notice this change, because there is a real miracle happening in front of them!

The divine power of the goddess of the earth washed the temple built of obsidian, and while maintaining all its other characteristics, the dark earth temple was washed into a white appearance, this scene that defied everyone's common sense stunned everyone in the square, not only those already devout dwarves and minotaurs, at this moment, countless pan-believers humans were converted into shallow believers of the earth goddess, and even a few people went further to become devout believers!

"What a miracle!" More than the believers below know what this represents is these original worship of the gods of the Nine Holy Church sacrifices, thousands of years in pursuit of miracles they do not know how much effort they have made, how many difficulties are still unknown, but again and again failures and blows even make these strong-willed people are about to distort, those "beautiful" hymns are the most direct proof, when people forget that the belief in gods is for their own development, blindly follow miracles and even to the day when they look for miracles for the sake of miracles, Maybe that's when the gods give up on these "believers."

"May Mother Earth protect us." Mijas stretched out his left hand to hold the wrist of his right hand, Earles's divine power was continuously drawn, and those in the crowd who were wrapped in divine power finally got attention.

"Oh my God, what is this? Is it a blessing from the gods? The people who had not noticed this began to stir up, and Mijas pulled them up to the platform with their divine powers, while everyone below watched as they thought the "lucky ones" were baptized by Mijas. Although silence had regained after Mihas's dragon crossing, a look of envy and jealousy in their eyes was a testament to the unrest.

"What's going on?" Jeff came back to his senses from that warm feeling, although he was very reluctant, but Jeff's willpower was not as good as he thought it would be, in fact, it didn't take long for Jeff to indulge in that warm divine power. At this time, when he awoke, he found himself on the high platform where Mijas was with some dwarven minotaurs, and from the looks of the others, they did not know what had happened.

"First of all, congratulations on being baptized under the crown of the goddess." Mijas's voice attracted everyone's attention, and then people realized that they were still thinking too simply, the kind of aura just now was actually the gods themselves baptizing these people! This is much more difficult than being baptized by Mijas, the archbishop.

"Under the crown of the goddess, yes, baptism?" Jeff was directly stunned, he never thought that he could get this kind of treatment, looking at the envious eyes of the audience, Jeff had a very unreal feeling, all along, he was the one who stood in the crowd and envied those proud sons of the sky, but now, he came outside the crowd, which made him very uncomfortable.

"Praise be to the Goddess!" In contrast, the dwarves and minotaurs were stunned for a moment, but immediately cheered, and the dwarves who liked to drink and the minotaurs who liked to gallop around the savannah were much more comfortable expressing their emotions than humans.

"Alright, quiet." In front of the temple, there is no doubt that the gaze of the goddess of the earth will be watched, and Mijas can't let these guys be too presumptuous. "So, I'm here to ask you, would you like to join our Earth Church and become a Templar?"

Unlike the Paladin, the Templars were the core of the Church's guards, and their most basic requirements for inauguration were enough to keep nine out of nine people, that is, only those who had been baptized by the gods could successfully serve as Templars.

“！” Suddenly, the breath of the people on the stage became short, and the people who would come to this conference were basically believers in the gods, and those who could get the baptism of the gods would definitely have a sense of awe for the goddess.

"Is it true?" Jeff subconsciously spoke, he was originally just a little knight who came to try his luck and find a future, and now he suddenly told him that there was such a chance to soar, Jeff was really afraid that this was just a joke played by Mijas with them.

"Of course it's true, little knight." Mijas didn't recognize the tavern waiter he had seen a few years ago, but Jeff was only 12 years old at the time, and it was normal for Mijas not to recognize him now. "But it's not so easy for you to become a Templar, it's just that you meet the most basic conditions, I'm willing to give you a chance to participate in Templar training, whether you can succeed or not depends on yourself, are you willing?" Mijas didn't think anyone could resist the temptation, and in fact he was right, and everyone nodded their heads eagerly to join the Templar training.

Let's take our eyes back to the outskirts of Bea, a grove of trees, and Kling is lying quietly here, there is no trace of blood on his face, and there is no body temperature on his body, although he now has blood in his body again, but the dark red hue indicates that Klin is already non-human, a few hours ago he had laughed in his heart that the middle-aged guard's guard was like an ice cube, and now he himself has become this temperatureless existence.

"Are you awake?" The middle-aged man who had been closing his eyes and recuperating, that is, Count Dracula, suddenly spoke, breaking the peace in the forest.

"Hmm...... Well? Where am I? Kling shook his head, he now felt like his memory was confused.

"This is really a surprise, originally I thought you were too old, even if you have talent, but it would be great to be able to get the same lower bloodline as Reg, I didn't expect you to become a middle bloodline." Count Dracula nodded in satisfaction, he was pleased with his masterpiece.

"What low, medium, who are you?" Clint clutched his head helplessly, he needed time to think, but it was at this moment that he saw Regg, the man who had killed him!

"......" Kling was stunned for a moment, it was the original him, the weak Klin, now recalling the picture of Reg pounced on him and sucked blood, he should be afraid that he didn't even have the strength to escape, but now, I don't know why a trace of anger burst out in Klin's heart, it was Reg who killed himself, and he wanted revenge!

Without much thought, Kling roared like a beast, and threw himself at Reg like this, if it was the original ordinary person Clin, this blow might not even be an itch on Regg, but now, even if Reg instantly put on a defensive posture, he was directly knocked out by Klin.

"It is. What did I do? Kling looked at his hands in confusion, Clint had always been the thinnest boy among his peers, otherwise he wouldn't have become this kind of character who subconsciously ran away when he encountered gangsters, he didn't know that he could have such strength.

"Of course you did it, but with my help." Dracula didn't mind Klin's attack at all, in his opinion, blood servants can't be considered creatures, and low-level vampires are just servants, after all, their IQs will be damaged to varying degrees, even high-level professionals like Reg have become a little stunned because they are low-level bloods, and there is also a very important point that only the blood clan above the middle level can break through the legend, so in Dracula's eyes, only Klin and the previous one are called "Raphna" The median blood clan like the vampire bride can be regarded as a "subordinate" who can really speak.

Dracula didn't want to go through such a big deal of effort, and it would be easy for him to sneak into the City Lord's Mansion to control Count Bia, but he discovered Klin's talent, which can be perfectly transformed into a blood talent, so he spent his precious time playing a role-playing game. Fortunately, although Kling is old and originally didn't have much strength, becoming a median blood clan is enough to make up for everything, and Count Dracula has never been stingy with his own race, so Clint is just a newborn blood clan, and he was raised to the level of a high-level professional by the essence blood fed by Count Dracula.

“！” After Kling made careful eye contact with Count Dracula for the first time, his instinct made him bow his head, "Father. Clint called Count Dracula like this, although his memories were not yet finished, but the instinct in the blood told him that he was doing the right thing, this was the most terrifying thing about the Bloods, and after being transformed by the High Bloods, almost no one could resist the "father" who created them.

"Very well, my child." Count Dracula looked at Regg, who had silently returned to his place, and turned to walk towards Bea City, "Klin, this time tomorrow, I want to see Count Bea and I have signed an alliance. ”

"Your will ......" A cold light flashed in Klin's eyes, and his figure suddenly disappeared into this quiet little forest.