The holy city of Vatinas.

It is a huge island standing on the sea.

The island is inhabited by a small number of people, and was originally a desolate place, but in recent years it has been inhabited one by one.

A city was even gradually carved out here, because the special stone on the island is as white as snow, so that the whole city gives people a feeling of white and pure.

Coupled with the natural port and abundant resources here, even the passing merchant ships often stay here for a few days to replenish the resources.

All of this is naturally due to the preaching merits of those divine messengers, and only the most faithful saints can dwell here.

"God said, Be fair, loving, and truthful, and all beings have no ......"

In the square, a white-haired old wearer in a black robe, holding a sacred book and a cross, was spreading the thoughts of the god to the people.

If you inject your eyes into the spiritual energy at this moment, everyone will have a shining light, and these lights are converging on the cross in the old man's hand.

Sensing that the power of faith he had gained today had exceeded his expectations, the smile on the old man's face became more and more kind.

In the past two years, more and more people have begun to land on the islands, and although the vast majority of them are wanted criminals, if they are sincere in their conversion, all sins can be washed away.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of the sky cracking, the door of the holy city shattered, and a figure walked from outside the door, shaking the heavens with a wave of his hand, crushing the city wall and houses in front of him to pieces.

"What people!"

Everyone was taken aback.

The man's whole body was shrouded in divine light, brilliant as the morning sun, blazing like a holy fire, rumbling, stepping through the door, and rushing straight in.

"Bold!"

Under a loud cheer on the city wall, a light and shadow appeared, a knight in battle armor.

It's just a knight, not really a human, a fallen soul, with the upper half of his body as a human and the lower half of his body as a horse, and his four hooves swoop down from a distance.

The divine light turned into two pairs of white wings behind the knight, and when they appeared, everyone's eyes lit up.

"Look, it's Paladin Glinton."

Shouting the knight's name, cheering him on.

Especially Ding Xiaoyi, who was close at hand, was not only surprised when he saw this scene.

However, what surprised him was not the power that the other party burst out, but that a fallen spirit master actually possessed a good amount of divine power, completely changing the original attributes of this fallen spirit master.

He remembered reading in his grandfather's diary that the route taken by the fallen soul master or the spirit master was wrong until he reached the end.

Now a large number of calamity-level masters have been born in the alliance, and even dragon-level powerhouses have appeared under the increased supply of the trade union.

But until now, Ding Xiaoyi felt that these people's path was still going astray, they relied too much on the power of psionic creatures, and only a very small number of people who existed would get rid of the route of psionic creatures and walk out of their own way.

The routes of the fallen soul master and the soul destroyer are diametrically opposed, they will do whatever it takes to achieve power, even abandoning their human identity and pursuing the maximization of power.

It's just that this guy in front of him is obviously stepping out of the influence of the fallen soul master and has a new promotion with the help of the old gods.

"Kill him!!"

"Kill this demon!!"

Watching the guns fall like comets, everyone in the distance seemed to be able to see Glynton's holy spear piercing through each other's chests, and shouted excitedly.

However......

"Poof!"

The picture of blood splashing was as dazzling as everyone expected, but to everyone's surprise, the person who was killed was not the devil who broke into the holy city, but Grinton, who had the peak strength of the calamity.

The other party just raised his finger lightly, and a more magnificent holy light burst out in a half-moon-shaped arc on his fingertips, easily cutting Greenton in half while still charging.

"Bang~"

Blood splattered, and the spear, which had been cut in half, fell limply to the ground with a piercing hum.

When I saw the two halves of my flesh and blood, my body fell to the ground on the left and right.

The scene was suddenly silent!

The sight sent chills down everyone's spine, and a chill rushed from the soles of their feet to their skulls.

The blood splattered very high, staining the white and sacred ground, bright red and dazzling, and what was even more ironic was that the holy light that bloomed from the fingertips of this demon was sacred and vast and everyone would not admit it.

The demon used the power of the gods to kill Glinton, and what did it mean, everyone was furious.

This square is quiet and can hear the needle falling to the ground, no one speaks, everyone looks at this mystery, what does he want to do?

"Be bold, if you dare to spread wilderness in the Holy City, the Divine Lord will inevitably send down divine punishment, so that your soul will fall into hell and suffer endless karmic fire." Finally, there was a loud shout, breaking the silence of the scene.

The old man, who had just been preaching for the people, stood up with a solemn expression and glared angrily at the comer.

It was only then that the people recovered, and there was a lot of talk about the blood-spattered holy city showing its force, and this kind of thing happened before.

But soon he was split into white bones by a bolt of lightning, and although the mysterious person in front of him was powerful, the blood-spattered saint was tantamount to killing himself.

They believe that soon, the god will punish Jiang Xia, so that this person will die without a place to be buried, and the face will understand that there will be no place to fall into hell and never be reborn.

"No matter where you come from, no matter what your status, the use of force in the Holy City will not forgive your sins!" A fanatic roared and rushed towards Ding Xiaoyi.

The white flames burning on his body were the power he had gained at the cost of igniting his own life, to die with him, and to defend the authority of the Holy City.

There are one and there are two, and they rushed up with dozens of fanatical believers.

The gap in strength seemed to be completely ignored by them, and there was only fanatical faith in their eyes, even if it was broken.

However, Ding Xiaoyi slowly raised his head here, and looked at the fanatic believer rushing in front of him with a blank and godless gaze.

"Kneel!"

The ethereal voice was like a thunderbolt in everyone's ears.

"Poof!"

The fanatics who were rushing in front of them suddenly fell to their knees, looking at the demon in front of them with incredulous expressions.

If Fang had killed Glynton with his holy powers, they would have been able to explain themselves that perhaps this demon was using some kind of trick to deceive them.

But at this moment, when the oracle appeared, everyone couldn't believe their eyes, and they couldn't even comfort themselves anymore.

Of course, they had seen the power of the oracle, and it was the oracle that made them determined to take refuge in the arms of the gods.

Because they believe that this is the unique power of the Divine Lord, the proof of the uniqueness of the Divine Lord.

Now even a demon uses oracles at will, and there are only two explanations for this.

One is that they believe in a god who is not uniquely great, as the scriptures say.

The second is that the demon in front of them who swaggered into the holy city may be the god they believe in.

Or both.

This caused the faith they had built up in their hearts to begin to crumble with a bang.

"Impossible, why is this happening??"

The believers, who were still full of confidence, pointed the finger at the old pastor who preached behind them.

"Doesn't that mean that the power of the god is unique?"

Seeing that the spearhead was pointed at the preacher, Ding Xiaoyi clasped his hands into fists and leaned against a big stone to watch the excitement.

As if the person who caused this dispute was not himself.

Faith is very difficult to build, and even cultivating a fanatical believer is not something that happens overnight.

But it is undeniable that people with faith are often able to ignore life and death and burst out with unprecedented power.

Just like in the original trade union, those who hid in the shadows and gave up everything, just for the sake of a sentence that life is a human being, and death is also a human being, I don't know how many nameless monuments have been made in this world.

Ding Xiaoyi believes that if the source of this sentence is pinned on a person, then with such a firm believer, that person would have become a god long ago.

But precisely because there is none, all this faith is indestructible.

However, this kind of faith established in the ethereal god is the easiest to destroy.

All you need to do is lift the veil of mystery and make people realize that they are nothing more than fools who have been deceived and fooled.

"Don't mess up, don't mess up, demons can also believe in the god, the god is omnipotent and all-powerful, anyone can trick him and become his believer."

The old priest who was surrounded by the crowd was about to be overwhelmed by countless questions, and his words were even more shocking when he panicked.

Suddenly, everyone seemed to be struck by lightning, and they froze where they were.

The expression on his face gradually began to become angry, is the god who can be accepted by even demons, or the light, justice, and great god they believe in?

Is it just because the demon believes in him that he can let this demon kill them at will?

"Nope! I didn't mean that, you listen to me, listen to me...... I mean...... You wait...... Wait a minute. ”

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, the old priest's face turned pale, and while reassuring everyone, he opened the canon in his hand to find a reasonable answer.

It's a pity that this 1,700-odd-page canon, even though it is all-encompassing, has not been able to give a clear answer, because no one has ever encountered such a situation.

Just when the old priest himself was about to collapse, Ding Xiaoyi's ears moved and looked back at the sky, and said in his heart: "It's finally here!"

"Quiet!"

Under the deafening reprimand in the sky, everyone involuntarily raised their heads.

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked when they saw Bruce, who had six pairs of wings, standing tall in the air with the holy sword in his hand.

Even though the old priest often mentioned the existence of angels in the canon, they did not really see it, until this moment, the appearance of this seraphim could not help but help these lost lambs, as if they had rediscovered their faith, and bowed down to the ground reverently.