Of all the battle jobs, clerical jobs such as paladins and priests are the fastest, and when they reach the highest ranks, they are the least.

The reason is actually very simple, they need to establish a link with the gods and get the help and favor of the gods...... In other words, after preference, it naturally grows rapidly, in a sense, this is a profession that looks at the face, and the more people who are in harmony with the teachings and are gifted to bear the divine power of the god, the faster they will grow.

As long as there are enough gods, there are also cases where other people's lifelong efforts can be crossed overnight, which is also the root of Roland's being called the son of glory back then, except for the gods like the bastard of the Holy Light, no one else can explain a legendary paladin of mankind who is less than 14 years old, and the sun-like holy light.

The Golden Paladin is probably the best of all the professions, but the further Legendary Rank is the lowest advancement rate, and as for the reason, the clergy often blame themselves for not being pious or experienced enough, but the reality is sometimes more cruel than they imagined.

This has nothing to do with piety, the Divine Power Server never looks at this, he just looks at the simple efficiency and input-to-income ratio.

"With the same divine power, you can make 10,000 bronze into silver and 100 silver into gold, but you have not been able to make a golden peak find your way and successfully enter the legend, from the perspective of efficiency, you will naturally choose the former. As for why the normal progression rate is so low...... The golden level advanced by external forces, the foundation is not solid, and it is just pseudo-gold to peel off the divine power, why should it enter the legend. ”

However, it is easier to advance to the middle and lower levels, but it is very suitable for humans whose highest combat power hovers between gold and silver, at least this is one of the roots of the Templar Church's combat power that is faintly above the entire human world. Faith is guaranteed by force. to be able to go further.

And even if the advancement rate is low. But this is the world there is no shortage of geniuses and geeks, diligent in sharpening their body and mind can also break through their own limits, as long as the base is large, there will naturally be more legends, and the low threshold and no requirements for entry make it more convenient to spread to every corner of the continent.

But it can be said that the first practice of all priests begins with a connection with the God of Light, and as long as they pray, they can be answered, even if they do not discuss the teachings that are derived from it, from the perspective of a divine power server. He is undoubtedly super-qualified, and he will help the new clergy to realize the Light and provide divine power to help the good elect go further.

But there is an unavoidable dead knot here, since the god of light is a server of divine power, then, if one day the opinion disagrees with it, or even becomes a hostile party, will it be banned, and from then on lose the ability to use the holy light.

"The answer is yes, those fallen angels and fallen paladins. Aren't they all losing the ability to use the Light? Since the paladins are all the seeds of the Holy Light obtained by the god of the Holy Light, then. It is natural for people to lose the ability of this seed to perceive the light. ”

So, is it true that without the God of Light, there is really no Light.......

"I thank the God of Light, at least, for making me appreciate the greatness of Light."

With the loss of strength and youth, there are also memories and strength, which seem to be a marquee before death, and those memories of the past appear in Estrada's eyes.

Outsiders don't know his age, not even the church, only he knows that he was born 1,442 years ago, which is too long a memory for a short-lived human being.

Unlike those legends, he chose to become the apprentice of the old priest in the town in order to become the path of the Holy Light, not because of the call of some true God, or some way of pursuing glory, just because his family was poor, and the sick old priest who needed an apprentice to take care of his life was probably the only one in the town who could afford to support an idler.

"Heh, I just wanted to eat together, but I really didn't expect it...... Is this fate. ”

With the loss of the breath of life, the overflowing brilliance will turn into a meteorite of light, and in the exclamation and disbelief of the people below, the memory of the immortal is as clear as in the past.

In the end, the old pastor did not live long, but in the end he entrusted his teaching to this young man who was making ends meet.

But the small-town priests of those days were not so easy to do, and perhaps, in those days of wild pioneers and pioneer knights, the Templar church was the most incorruptible organization in the world......

Although the Holy War has ended for nearly two hundred years, and the continent has entered a period of recuperation, it has exceeded the expectations of most races that such a weak life as a human being can become the master of the main plane, and the throne that is too easy is not stable, the sea tribes who were driven into the deep sea, the orcs who lost their empire and the plains, and even the elves who have obviously won the war but are getting weaker and weaker, etc., no one wants to withdraw from the stage of history like this.

The gods, vast new territories, and a skyrocketing population have led to the establishment of countless new towns, but then, for all sorts of strange reasons, they suddenly disappear, some because of a sudden plague, perhaps behind some evil god, some have been slaughtered by orcs and posed as human heads, and some are even just hungry beasts, and the dead walking in the dark are still a nightmare for the living.

And at this time, the priest and the paladin are actually not separated, no, it should be that the warrior and the civilian are not separated, they usually have to work hard to make a living, and when it is dangerous, they will leave their farm tools and go to the battlefield.

"What? Uncle Marton has a broken foot? Ask me to help pick it up, wait, I haven't mastered such a high-level magic yet. ”

“…… A new cub has been born in the Evan family? Good thing, do you want me to name and bless me? Wait, I can't read. Whatever? ”

"Are you also pastors? Why wear armor? Paladin? What is that? Wait, you're here to get rid of this hidden necromancer? Wait, let me pack up and I'll lead the way for you. ”

Estrada, who was driven to the shelves, became more and more fond of his profession, and even participated in the birth of the paladin profession in order to be able to protect his people in the cruel outside world and natural environment, and many of the paladin's codes of conduct and special magic were created by him. But he never said it. I'm afraid not many people know about it at all. This strongest paladin is also the original group of paladins.

"A new career? Isn't it just a priest in armor? However, we need a new name. Paladin? Pious, humble, powerful, brave, holy, we are the knights of the gods, and the knights of the guardians who perform their duties in the night, guarding the church and the people. ”

When the first paladin Insterkhaki raised the holy hammer, there was a small figure under the stage who longed for his light.

The original paladins were not sacred. They were just a little more powerful warriors than ordinary warriors, just priests in iron skins, they were just a group of forerunners who felt that the original path of light was not enough to protect their people, but they fulfilled their oath.

They roam the darkness and wilderness, hunting dangerous demons and monsters, hunting down lurking bloods and necromancers in the crowds, battling demons and demons in desperate situations, and protecting their homes from foreign attacks.

The first paladin of glory, Inster Kaki, did not go far and fell in a desperate ambush while his younger brother. Winscard took the glorious hammer, and he held out for only three months, though he was weaker than his brother. Just before he died, he gave the silver hammer to another brother.

"Ain Kasso, who died at the end of the Werewolf War, could have not died, as long as he was willing to leave behind the farmers who asked him for help, he was a hero."

"Sandbank, a half-orc in the desert subregion, although he was not recognized by the world at first, he still adheres to the way of protection, and is our most trusted brother. He was a hero. ”

"Fendicard, in order to save the plague in the Brighton area, died with the evil god Abbott, who was originally the peerless genius who was most likely to become an immortal, but was lured by the evil god. He walked between light and darkness, but he eventually overcame himself, and he ...... Also a hero. ”

"Ayton Levin, my most cunning son, I thought you could take this hammer, but why did you give it back to me first. Do you know that, boy? The most uncomfortable thing in this world, in addition to saying goodbye to one brother after another and not dying, is this damn white-haired person sending a black-haired person. Boy, but considering that you still did your duty in the end, you, the fool who challenged the Demon Count alone, are also a hero. ”

The old knight muttered that the warhammer had been mastered for generations, and that in the days when supplies were desperately scarce, any weapon was priceless, and that they would pass it on among their brothers before they were completely destroyed, and before they knew it, it had become a tradition for paladins.

"Roland, stinky boy, I thought you could take this warhammer, you're as cunning as Ayton, and in this age of fucking, only a slippery head can live well, and you can go down this pedantic path of guardianship......."

And it is precisely because of this tradition that this ordinary weapon, infused with the soul of the paladin, has become the exclusive guardian of the paladin - the holy sword and the holy hammer.

Naturally, the war hammer made of silver infused countless paladins with the heroic spirits of the Holy Knights also became the first holy weapon exclusive to the paladins in history, and perhaps, the strongest holy weapon, and in the end, it naturally fell to the original paladin who was still alive......

"Light of Desperation, Warhammer of the Dawnbringer!"

The quaint and dilapidated warhammer once again shone with a dazzling golden brilliance, even if the god of light had abandoned his knights, and how could this guardian artifact, infused with countless heroic souls, abandon their brothers.

The old man had lost the blessing of the holy light, but the white-haired old man stood there, silver souls coming out of the warhammer, and they turned into soul shields, guarding their brothers with their soul fragments.

"Brother Einkaso...... Boy Ayton Levine ....... Shati Brothers...... Insterkachi Tutor ......"

Familiar faces appeared in front of him, and the old man who did not waver in the slightest even if he was abandoned and betrayed by the God of Light was in tears at this moment.

"I ...... I know what I'm going to do and how we're going to go down. ”

The old man raised the hammer again, and the brilliant burning soul light turned into a blazing flame, and the whole sky was set on fire, but the angels who were too "pure" burned in the flames, wailing in disbelief.

And the old knight just stood there, and the holy light that had just been extinguished was rekindled, only this time. The light did not come from a natural god. Rather, it comes from a sacred hammer that has been passed down for countless generations. From the depths of the old knight's heart.

“…… It turns out that from ancient times to the present, it is not the high gods who have guarded us, but our own brothers and sisters. We believe in the Holy Light only because it gives us the strength to protect our families and clansmen, and I sincerely believe in the Holy Light, and the path of the Holy Light that I pursue is actually the way of sacrifice and protection of my brothers. Humans never need to remember the gods, they really need to remember. Only the brothers and sisters who fell on the road one by one. ”

The consciousness of the soul ignited the fire of the soul, and the burning holy light shocked the world, making the gods tremble and fear, and they were all out of control.

Yes, like Roland and the Southern Church, he has proved that the Light and the God of Light are two different things, and that what if you use your soul to recognize and choose the Holy Light that represents protection and sacrifice, what if you abandon the God of Light.

Deprived of the Light? Oh, take it back with both hands again.

And at this moment, in front of the world. The first paladins of mankind have once again become the pioneers of paladins. He became one of the first paladins to believe in pure light instead of believing in the god of light.

The angels burned under his gaze, as early as thousands of years ago, it was enough to ascend to the throne of the gods and choose the strongest paladin in the world, when he threw away the big stone that weighed on his heart, nothing could stop him from going far beyond the standard of mortals to the peak, just by looking at it to release the anger in his heart, he could let these low-level angels go to perdition.

And in the eyes of the "bystanders" below, the strongest paladin regained the holy light that was deprived by the god of light, and also strangled all the angels, which ruined their three views, but also really shook their faith.

"Abandoned by the God of Light, you can still grasp the Light, what the Southern Church said is true, the God of Light is really just a false god......"

At this time, the old knight did not have a trace of happiness, looking at the companions behind him, his heart hurt even more, if he could take this step in the morning, maybe ......

"There will be no seeming change, the order is perfect and supreme, and the error is about to be corrected."

Descending was a young white-robed priest, his slender hair dotted with the sight of stars, and his handsome face without a trace of emotion.

"Mortal, nothing will change your fate.

The other one who came was an old man, with thorns in his eyes, and the ascetic old man's face was full of sorrow.

"Son of Purification and Sequence, God of Truth and Prophecy?"

The mortals below had already recognized the incarnation of the deity, both of whom were subordinate gods of the God of Light, and both were middling and above deities.

"Ramer? Porter? I didn't expect to meet you guys on this occasion......"

The old knight sighed a little, a little sad, these two were also his companions, but now, what is the difference between those cold eyes and tone, and what is the difference between the other gods of light who have incarnated from gods, perhaps, he doesn't want to become like this, which is the fundamental reason why he refuses to ascend to the gods.

"Order is the supreme ......"

"Mortal ......"

The two god avatars were still nagging about their ornate appearances, but ......

"Smack!" "Smack!"

Their opponents were obviously not interested in listening to them, in front of the Legacy Warhammer representing Dawn and Guardian, the avatars of the gods were no different from those angels, and under the continuous dance of the Warhammer of the strongest paladin, the headless god corpse began to fall directly.

In front of Estrada at this time, an ordinary third-rate incarnation from the god can be counted as nothing, the demigod is a special position with no upper limit, and in front of Estrada, who has thrown away the shackles of a qiē, there are not many saves that can stop him.

And he smiled wryly.

"Time is running out......"

Yes, the holy light that fell in the sky made the whole world the brightest noon, and how familiar that familiar light was, for the pious, it was a once-in-a-lifetime spectacle, and even made people want to bow down, no, someone had already knelt down directly.

"God of Light!"

Yes, when his plans were blocked, when this obstructive old knight would become an obstacle to himself, and even greatly shake the source of his faith, and his subordinates could not play an obstructive role in the incarnation of the gods, the god of light naturally lowered his own incarnation.

It was a pure combination of light, and one could not see the face at all, but just the gaze. It makes people feel despair from the bottom of their hearts.

And when he appeared. The sun has lost its track in the sky. The whole world became quiet, and his incarnation was enough to rewrite all the rules of this world.

The old knight closed his eyes, feeling the suffocating power of the strongest main god, he could only smile bitterly, the gap between the strongest mortal and the strongest god is too big, the big one makes people desperate, and the big one can not rewrite this result.

"You guys. Why don't you run, you want to die here? ”

After so many events, only a very small number of people are still so devout that they fall to their knees to welcome the arrival of the God of Light, and if the desecration of the Holy Light in front of him is spread, the God of Light will naturally be damaged in majesty and his faith will be greatly reduced, then it is a matter of course that he will kill people and kill his mouth, and he has done a lot of this kind of thing.

There is no shortage of smart people there, and those who have figured it out in an instant have already begun to quietly retreat, but most of the people of the Jihadist Coalition still have hope. I don't think my god would be so ruthless.

But alas, this "server" has already calculated the gains and losses. The fall of light that fell from the sky was his decision.

The high god is no longer the legendary hero who pioneered the path of light in the past, and he feels that even talking to mortals is a waste of time.

At the command of the Lord God, the starry sky was opened, and countless stars fell, and as far as the eye could see, all were golden light, and under these golden holy light, there was no possibility of life.

But......

"Stop!"

The god of fate may be very good at telling bad jokes, or why are there always so many ironic plots in the dramas he arranges, but it is their just enemy - Estrada who is holding up the wall of light and blocking the physical meteorite group that the holy light has turned into.

And now Estrada is not in a good state, his hair is all gray, and every blow of the meteorite makes him vomit blood, and it can be seen from the soul flame in his eyes that he has already begun to burn his soul.

"Master Estrada, hurry up, you can still escape, leave us alone!"

And finally, the exclamation of the familiar voice made him a little relieved and a little sad.

He knew that he had nowhere to retreat......

"Because the Light must be redeemed, Estrada must die. Oh, little Roland, you have seen through it, you are doing this, making the mentor very face-saving. ”

Estrada, who was smiling bitterly, shook her head helplessly.

And suddenly, a strange thought echoed in the world, but everyone understood.

"Estrada, if you are willing to be my slave to God, I will forgive your sins."

And the next moment, Estrada smiled.

"Be your puppet and tool? Okay, as long as you let go of the children below, and then promise not to interfere in the mortal world. ”

“……”

He didn't answer at all, the countless pillars of light that suddenly appeared behind the Holy Light humanoid, and the meteorite that suddenly increased by more than two times, was his response.

"Estrada must die because the Light must be redeemed."

The murmuring old knight muttered words that no one could understand, but silently raised his hammer.

"We paladins are proud to judge evil and rescue good, and even gave birth to the path of judgment and holy healing, but in my heart, the way of the strongest paladin has always been ......."

The warhammer slid from his hand and swirled to the ground, and the next moment, from the hammer was a ring wall of light that surrounded all mortals.

“…… Our paladins were born in the battle of guardianship, and grew up in the battle of guardianship, and our strongest way has always been the way of guardianship! ”

The old man's roar echoed throughout the sky, and the soul that burned to the extreme unfurled the strongest barrier in history, and at this time, the aura of light unfurled from the warhammer blocked a qiē, and even the angels and gods were helpless.

Meteorites and pillars of light kept falling, but they couldn't break through this wall of life.

And the barrier he had held up stood there, the attack without a ripple, as if the attack of the god of light was just a senseless mosquito bite.

And he himself still fulfilled his oath......

"Estrada must die because the Light must be redeemed."

It was a shield of guardianship released with life, and the old knight's body had fallen to the ground, but it was still standing there, even though it had lost the breath of the living, it was still like a roaring sculpture in the sky, and his soul was no longer in the body.

"Master Estrada!"

“…… No, it can't be ......."

"Woooooo Master Estrada! ”

When the weeping crowd surrounded the corpse of the old knight, the avatar of the god in mid-air discovered that the barrier of light of strength could not be penetrated unless the avatar was sacrificed, and left without hesitation.

At the same time, two oracles had been issued to the Templar headquarters at the same time, one was to deprive Estrada of one qiē of honor, and the other was to condemn the entire expeditionary force as a heretic, so that he could not return home, and the most powerful god of light was still in full swing, and one qiē was forcibly reversed back to the original point.

A week later, Roland was faced with a white ice crystal surrounded by holy light and a worn, faded silver war hammer.

Looking at the ice crystal, looking at the man's last words, the room fell into a long silence.

After a dark night, after a long silence, the pale-faced Roland carefully picked up the ice crystals, put them into a black box, closed them, and put them into his own world.

And at that moment, Heloise saw the qiē in the box clearly.

Among the four notches on the top of the box, three elemental artifacts have been placed, and one of the gaps left is very conspicuous.

Of the four crystal notches below, there are only three.

The first piece had a blue glow on it, the second piece had just been delivered, and the third piece had only a notch without crystals, which had only been taken away not long ago, and the fourth piece had an ice crystal without the slightest brilliance, just like the other two ice crystals before they were sent.

At this time, I looked at the worn-out war hammer and touched it lightly, but I was very tired and uneasy......

"Estrada must die because the Light must be redeemed...... It's all my sin...... If I don't write......"

"Roland! It's not your fault, it's your mentor's own choice! Even without your faith, he would have made the same decision! He's an Estrada! ”

I nodded weakly, and shook my head again, Heloise wasn't comforting me, she was telling the truth, but I couldn't deny that I pushed him at the last minute.

"Roland ......"

The ominous black cat jumped off my shoulder, and the blonde-haired elf girl approached, as if intending to continue comforting me, but I shook my head again and stood up straight.

“…… Don't worry, I'm not so vulnerable, we're running out of time, let's get ready for the next step. At least, at least ......"

The eyes were blurred by tears unconsciously, and the ideal plan was overwhelmed by the sudden flood of feelings, and before I could react, I knelt down and cried instinctively.

"Master...... Estrada ......"

At this moment, there are no cunning natural disasters here, and the one who is crying on the ground holding his knees is just a teenager who has just lost his father-like mentor.

Suddenly it started to rain outside, and the downpour passed as fast as time.

After a brief period of uncontrollable feelings, my mood was a little better......

And when I touched the hammer again, the holy light was ignited again, and it seemed that the heroic spirit of the warhammer had approved of me.

I believe that as long as there is a day when the paladins will survive, no, as long as there will be a day when humans will survive, the way of guardianship passed down from generation to generation will never be broken, and my goal will never change.

“…… I swear, all the sacrifices will be worthwhile! All villains will suffer their due retribution, and the damned holy war will definitely end in my hands! ”

Gently touching the warhammer, I silently looked out the window at the dawn, and there was another loved one in the note that must be remembered, and while taking over a new responsibility on my shoulders, I also engraved a mortal enemy.

"Mentor Estrada, and the damned god of light......" (To be continued......

PS: The big chapter of more than 7000 was originally divided into two chapters with hesitation, but I think it's still so good

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