"Captain Saxon, for the ancient Ya Cult on the edge of the gold mine, you can take a team of people for a trip."

"Sect Master, you're making a big fuss, isn't that Ancient Asian Divine Sect only a third-level priest from the point of view of intelligence? And an old man with half a foot in the coffin? As for dispatching a fourth-level swordsman like me? And a team of people? It's too much, just give me two attendants. ”

"I'm more relieved that you're on the move. By the way, for the ancient Ya Cult, to be polite, we need their ability to preach, and the great Djinn God has repeatedly accused our sect of being extremely poor in spreading faith. ”

"Cut, isn't it just a country turtle sect? As for it? Alright, Master, I'm leaving. Strive to finish it early and come back early, and then you can stop by to 'Nolan Ji'er to have a good time, hehe. ”

"You guy, I wish you a capsized boat in the ditch!"

……

There was still an hour before the Djinn Cult attacked.

Early this morning, our Black Pope Eder was so excited that he ran to the gate of the town and squatted to wait for the Giant Spirit Cult to come and beg for a slap in the face.

In Id's anticipation, the countdown on the system finally went to zero, and at the same time, a carriage quietly appeared in Id's field of vision. Looking at the carriage walking on the official road and approaching the town, the corners of Ide's mouth couldn't help but rise.

It's time to start using the Pope's Great Trick. Yide is indeed golden-mouthed, but it also depends on the person, and for his own believers, Yide does what he says. As for the infidels, it's my business to lie to death, and you won't supply my lord with the power of faith, and if you are fooled, you can blame others for your low IQ? Young man, you underestimate this cruel and beautiful world.

Ed once again saw the Djinn Cult member who had come to the Ancient Ya God Cult last time, the third-level swordsman Beth. The swordsman is now working as a groom to drive the cart.

Seeing him, Ed's face couldn't help but have a sweet smile on his face when the bear child asked for candy.

Seeing the little Pope's sweet smile, the captain of the town guard, Solan, couldn't help but shudder.

His Royal Highness, who has always looked like a little adult, will suddenly transform into a bear child? Killing Solan wouldn't believe it.

Little Id's wisdom is well-known in this town, and the precocious little Id, who is suspected of being reincarnated as a saint, will never become a bear child, so Solan is sure that there is an unlucky egg to be planted in the hands of our little Pope who has just learned "Thick Black Studies".

Solan suddenly decided that in the future, he would never let his daughter come into contact with any cheating father's "Thick Black Learning", look at our little Pope, this has not been studied for two days, and he has changed from a small Pope who looks like a kind sage to a black-hearted Pope who knows how to be a person. If this "Thick Black Learning" own baby daughter learns, won't she have to play with her father every day?

"Yo! Isn't this His Highness the Younger Pope? What's going on today? Why did you come to the gate of town, did you know that we were going to visit again, so you are waiting for us here? ”

Driving the carriage to Id's side, Bess smiled and waved at Id.

"Well, I'm waiting for you stupid ...... I'm waiting for the knights of our sect, who are coming back from their training in the mountains today. Ide blurted out without thinking, but fortunately, the Pope reacted quickly, and in the middle of speaking, he turned around in an instant, and said with a childish and romantic face.

Beth was slightly stunned, then touched his chin and thought for a moment and asked, "Knight?" Do you have knights in the Church of Ancient Yas? Oh, wasn't it the last time the group of knights passed by, and you let those passing knights teach your newcomers? ”

"Well, so to speak. Emily did learn about knights under them, and I believe that she will be the best knight in our sect in the future. Ed nodded in agreement, what Ed said was not wrong, so Ed didn't lie, just covered up a little.

The art of language is not something that the muscular brains of the Djinn God Cult can understand.

Emily does have the potential to become the best knight of the Ancient Asian Cult, and the talent of the knight's heart makes Emily's future bright.

"Cut, this kind of little kid can become the Pope, it's really a small country sect." The curtain of the carriage opened, and a scarred man with a centipede-like strip on his cheek appeared in Id's sight.

As soon as the newly appeared scarred man appeared, he mocked the Ancient Asian God Cult coldly and nobly, which immediately provoked Solan and other members of the town's guards on the side to dare not speak.

Most of the members of the escort team are young men who grew up in small towns, and they have a very high love for the ancient Ya God Cult, a sect that has grown up with them since childhood.

For this reason, the members of the escort team were angry and were about to draw their swords and correct the name of the ancient Ya Divine Cult, but Captain Solan suddenly moved and stopped the members of the escort team.

As a third-level warrior, Solan could naturally clearly feel the powerful momentum of the scar man in front of him, which was the power of a fourth-level powerhouse. For this reason, in order to protect the team members, Solan decisively stopped the team members.

To be honest, Solan was also very angry with the guy in front of him with his nostrils facing up. However, Solan, who is the captain of the escort, is quite sensible, he must think about the overall situation and must not conflict with the guy in front of him, otherwise the town will suffer a great disaster.

Moreover, Solan also saw that the innocent smile on his face deepened when he had always behaved inscrutablely.

As for the recent changes in the ancient Ya Divine Cult, Solan can see it.

Judging from the conversation between the little pope and the swordsman who was driving the car just now, these guys from other sects may have fallen into the trap set by the little pope, and now Solan's group of escort members only need to move a bench to watch the play.

Of course, if the little Pope is about to beat up the three people from other sects in front of him, and comes to support the escort team, Solan must say that our escort team is very happy to serve as thugs or something, and ensure that they will punch their faces, and even their mothers don't know them, and they will not stop.

The scar man didn't care about the fire-breathing gaze of the guards around him, no, it's not so much that he doesn't care, it's better to say that this thing is more cool when he feels the anger of others, this is a sense of superiority, what about a group of country turtles who are unhappy? Uncle Ben can knock over all of you with one hand.

"Hey, little brat, who in your Ancient Ya Cult is in charge? Let him come out quickly, Uncle Ben is very busy, and he will leave after explaining the matter, so Uncle Ben has no time to waste time with you group of country turtles. ”

"Captain Saxon, the Sect Leader, please treat ...... kindly" Seeing his captain show his superiority in front of the children and a group of countrymen, Beth couldn't help but speak, after all, the child in front of him may be the propaganda ambassador of the Djinn God Cult or something in the future, look down and don't look up, it's not easy to mix after offending and dying.

"Shut up the weak. Uncle Ben's actions are up to you! Saxon the Scar Man didn't care about the faces of his sect members at all, and directly mocked, which immediately made the persuasive Beth secretly grit his teeth.

"Uh...... I don't know what you're talking about, but in the sect, my words are somewhat prestigious. But if you want to say the most prestigious, then it must be the old bishop. Ide thought for a moment and revealed some information that was indeed correct.

That's right, the prestige of the old man in the sect is definitely super high, and the old man is so violent that he even dares to beat the Pope's ass, can he not be powerful and domineering, but in the sect, it is Yide who is now a little more authoritative who really decides to implement the decision.

"Very well, then let the old bishop get out and talk immediately." Hearing Id's words, Saxon nodded, and then waved his hand wildly and ordered Id.

Ide frowned secretly, it was not that the other party ordered him, but that the other party actually asked the old man to get out and speak. Just this sentence, Yide's good impression of the group of people in front of him is gone, the old man has worked hard for the ancient Ya Divine Sect until he retires when he is old, and he is still told to let him go? Ed had already sentenced the three people in front of him to death.

Thinking so in his heart, the face of the black-hearted Pope Ide was still the innocent and simple smile of the country child, "Woo, this, although I don't know what you are in such a hurry about this uncle, but it's noon now?" Why don't you eat a meal before you hit the road? You can talk to the old bishop about things when you're eating. It's not that I'm boasting, but the skills of our ancient Ya God Sect's cooks are a must-have in the town. ”

"Saxon captain, the little Pope is right. Shall we just have a meal here and then leave? If you're on the road, you'll have to nibble on dry food. Once again, Bess put on a good face and said to his captain, who thought he was invincible, and pointed to the package with dry food.

"Nibbling on dry food? Absolutely not, okay, Uncle Ben will deign to eat in this place, good wine and good meat must be there! ”

"Uncle Solan, when you see my knights coming back, let them come directly to me. Three guests from afar, please inside. Ide gave Solan an order, and then smiled and looked at the three Djinn Cult warriors who had got out of the carriage and walked in front of him, making an inviting gesture.

"Humph!" Saxon snorted coldly and walked into the town with a haughty look.

Id turned around, a demonic smile flashing across Id's face, cherish it, it's your last lunch. After eating, let's hurry up and "hit the road".

On the way to the small church of the ancient Ya Cult, Ide still had the leisure to introduce the town to the three warriors who had come from afar.

In the square of the town, the small church stands quietly, without the sense of height and majesty, but it is more harmonious and beautiful.

This made the Saxons, who saw the chapel, couldn't help but take another sip.

"Huh? The old bishop is in the church, and I'm going to call him out. Ide was amazed to see that on the side of the church hall, the old bishop was reading scriptures to the faithful.

"Old man! The guests of the Djinn Cult are here again! It's right at the door now. ”

The Saxon, who was standing in the square, looked boredly to the left and right.

Suddenly, a gardener pruning flowers and trees in the middle of the square caught his eye. It's okay not to look at it, but Saxon's eyes almost popped out at a glance. That's right? The pure white sè scissors that the gardener was holding in his hand must have been transformed by vindictiveness, right? Vindictive deformation? Level 4 Warrior!?

Saxon rubbed his eyes, that's right! It is indeed a fighting spirit deformation, which is the ability of a fourth-level warrior. Suddenly, a cold sweat broke out on Saxon's head, and for some reason, Saxon felt as if he had stepped into a huge trap.

"Click!" There was a loud sound, which frightened the Saxons.

I saw that the vindictive scissors in the hand of the horticulturist who was suspected of being a fourth-level warrior were unstable, and he suddenly cut a large piece of flowers and trees.

"Hassen! What are you doing? You don't think you need any money! Divine Technique - Nectar of Life! ”

Id's immature voice suddenly sounded in the ears of Saxon and the others, and under the stunned eyes of Saxon and others, a magic spell containing terrifying holy power was summoned in the hands of the little pope, and a cloud of liquid full of vitality poured into the flowers and trees, which suddenly made the flowers and trees that had been greatly injured rise wildly.

Mud Horse! Fourth-level divine art?! Labor and management are not dazzled! Then it's definitely a fourth-level divine art! Was it the little hairy boy who was released by the Pope? , how is this possible, this doll is ten years old at most, and she is already a fourth-level divine officer?

In an instant, the back of Saxon and the others was soaked in cold sweat, and at this moment they already felt that they might have stepped into a huge trap, and this trap was not aimed at them a few small miscellaneous fish, but against the entire Giant Spirit God Cult.

"Da-da-da-da."

A sound of horses' hooves sounded, and four silver-armored knights who shimmered dazzlingly in the sunlight rode horses and appeared on the square without hurrying, and the terrifying momentum of the genuine knights suppressed the entire square for a while.

Along with the knights, there are six Light Warriors.

These are none other than Ciro, Wu Ke, Goering, and others.

Level 4! Another level 4 warrior! The leading knight is definitely a fourth-level powerhouse, and he is also the kind of knight who has rich experience and fights on the battlefield! With this kind of momentum, it was definitely quite easy for the leading knight to defeat himself alone.

Sect Master, maybe you're right, we're really going to capsize in the Yin ditch......

"His Highness! We're back, and the results are great. Everyone's strength is more stable. Ciro and the others dismounted, and led a large group of people to Id's side under the stunned gaze of the three Saxons, and knelt down on one knee to salute.

Trough! Papal Knights! A real Papal Knight, a Papal Knight that the Djinn Cult doesn't have! And those guys, pure light fighters? What the hell is this a real sect force, compared to the ragtag army formed by a large number of miscellaneous warriors of the Djinn God Sect, this group of extraordinary guys in front of him is much more regular, they are definitely the regular army of the Holy See!

Is there any mistake? Is this ancient Yatheism really a small sect in the countryside? This can be a god-to-head confrontation with the Djinn Cult! It was as if 10,000 grass and mud horses were running wildly in the Saxons' hearts.

"A guest of the Djinn Cult? Where? Your Excellency? Last time, I didn't entertain people well, so I let them come and leave, so I must entertain them well this time. ”

At this moment, the old man came out of the church and looked left and right with some curiosity.

Seeing the old man with gray temples standing on the steps, the three Saxons made a smile that was more ugly than crying, and this time it was really going to be planted.

"Uncle, you are auspicious! The Djinn Cult greets you! ”

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