Three days later, the Hall of a Thousand Candles.

"What reward do you want, my superhero." The girl on the throne asked condescendingly. The little blushed and looked a little excited. This time she broke the Seven Mountains, and finally let her sweep away the haze and raise her eyebrows.

The two tall beauties standing next to the throne stared at the man below, their beautiful eyes flowing, and their eyes seemed to contain endless killing intent.

The person concerned did not squint, but only pretended not to see, and there was a kind of dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

"I want to see Ramsden." Chen Xing pleaded.

Alia raised her eyebrows, as if she had a bad impression of Ramsden, leaned forward, and asked in a strong tone, "What do you want to see that old man for?" ”

The two girls next to the throne showed a relieved expression, one looked into hatred, gritting silver teeth, as if to peel him apart and fry his bones, boil him into a pot of soup and drink it, in order to relieve the hatred in his heart, and the other looked resentful, the meaning is difficult to understand, like resentment and resentment.

A woman's heart needle is really too difficult to understand.

"I was asked by an old friend to hand over a personal belongings to the Guardian of Humanity." Chen Xing replied honestly.

"What old friend, male and female?" Alia looked at Chen Xing forcefully, her eyes aggressive, a bit like a newlywed wife asking about her husband's whereabouts.

"Male." Chen Xing replied seriously.

Alia looked at him suspiciously a few times and shook her little hand, "I know, you go out and wait." ”

A moment later, wooden tables and rattan chairs were set up in the garden outside the Hall of Thousand Candles, and snacks and tea for afternoon tea were prepared.

A heavy buzz sounded, a golden gate appeared in the garden, and a kind-faced old man stepped out. White-robed and long staff, Dao bone fairy wind.

"Her Royal Highness the princess summoned the old man to come, I don't know what to order?"

With a gentle smile on his face, Ramsden bowed to Aria.

"He's the one looking for you." Alia pointed at Chen Xing lazily, and then took Lacey and Ye Yang Bailiu away, leaving behind the two people who looked at each other.

"Guardian, please be seated!" Chen Xing came back to his senses and hurriedly entertained.

Alia can be willful and disrespectful to the Guardians of the World, and that's because they are equals. And Chen Xing is a person who is difficult to even see the other party, so naturally he can't be casual.

"Hehe~"

Ramsden touched his gray beard and sat down, not unhappy because of Aria's neglect, on the contrary, there was a kind of doting on the younger generations by the elders, like treating a granddaughter with a small temper, and only the other party's cuteness in her eyes.

"Guardian, drink tea." Chen Xing poured black tea for Ramsden.

The rich aroma of tea emanated with heat, and Chen Xingqiang resisted the urge to pour himself a cup and put down the teapot. This tea is so fragrant that it is certainly not something that ordinary people can buy, at least he has never drunk it.

Ramsden took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and just saw the small badge on Chen Xing's chest, and sighed, "You are a student of the White Tower?" ”

In order to meet Ramsden, Chen Xing deliberately wore the badge of the students of the White Tower.

"The student has seen the dean." Chen Xing bowed and introduced himself, "I am a disciple of Fo Yongqi University, named Chen Xing. ”

"It turns out that you are the arrow of the broken army that has been rumored recently, oops, Fo Yongqi has accepted a good apprentice." Ramsden said happily. As a dean, I must be happy that my own students have made achievements.

"Students must be diligent and self-denying, redouble their efforts, and live up to the expectations of the dean and teachers!" Chen Xing took out his words to the head teacher in college.

"Well, good, good, good......"

Ramsden said three good words in a row, and then asked, "Is there anything you have asked the princess to come to me?" ”

Chen Xing knows that the guardian of the world has every opportunity, time is precious, and the old point is up to the point, and it is to the point. He pulled out a small, worn notebook from the inside pocket of his shirt and handed it to him with both hands.

"This is the relic of Tie Nuo, the former leader of the Thunder Light Regiment, he entrusted me to ......" Speaking of this, Chen Xing unconsciously choked up, took a deep breath, calmed down and continued, "He asked me to hand it over to you, this is the skill analysis of his huge body and iron walls. ”

"It's a little bit of heart that he left for you and for this world."

Originally, Ramsden stretched out his hand to pick it up, but

His hand was halfway out, and when he heard Chen Xing's words, he took it back.

Then he stood up, put the staff in his hand aside, straightened his robe, stretched out his hands, solemnly took the small notebook, and then sat down and looked through it carefully.

Time flies. From time to time, butterflies fly by in the garden, flashing their colorful wings, and disappear into the bushes.

After a long time, Ramsden let out a long sigh, looked up at the sky, and did not speak for a long time.

"Tell your friend what he has left to the world, Guardian Ramsden has received."

Ramsden stood up and said, "I'll refine them later and enter them into the general skill book." ”

"You've bothered the Guardians." Chen Xing bowed. Skill analysis alone is not enough for others to learn and use. Only through repeated research, experimentation, and refinement by the skill master can an optimal plan be obtained, and then expressed in the most accurate and concise words, can it truly have use value.

"These two skills are very useful, and I believe that in the near future, they will become popular all over the world, and they will become the most learned and used skills after Psionic armor and charged shooting."

Hearing Ramsden's words, Chen Xing's eyes were a little red. Tienuo's efforts were not wasted in vain.

"The dead are gone, but the living are like us." Ramsden gently pressed Chen Xing's shoulder, "Come on, kid." ”

Suddenly, he sighed again, "I feel an evil aura in you. ”

There was a hint of worry in the Guardian's eyes. Chen Xing was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, and unscrewed the button, revealing the blackened mark on his shoulder.

As Ramsden's hand touched his shoulder, he felt the breath of the Gluttonous Sovereign.

"Abyss Brand......" Ramsden sympathized, "poor boy, what have you been through?" ”

"My enemy, let me settle it myself." Chen Xing looked at Ramsden and said with a firm gaze.

As Buddha Yongqi said, the guardian is the guardian of the world. If you have a choice, don't bother people easily. The one who entered this world was only a clone of the Gluttonous Monarch, at most comparable to the Little King level, so there was no need to alarm the Guardians.

"Good boy......" Ramsden nodded vigorously, his eyes shining approvingly. He picked up the long staff that was placed aside and looked at Chen Xing again, "But ......"

"Your realm has been locked by your enemies."

"Under the shackles, you can't become stronger, and you can't defeat your enemies."

"I ......" Chen Xing wanted to argue, but he had a sense of powerlessness that could not be argued.

With a brand on your body, you can't communicate with the undercurrent of time and space. If you can't communicate with the undercurrents of time and space, you won't be able to advance your strength, and you'll lose the opportunity to deal with the enemy with your own hands.

Ramsden raised his staff, and the golden stars and sand converged into a golden gate that towered over the heavens and the earth.

"Come with me, kid."

Chen Xing followed Ramsden into the golden gate. Immediately, a huge white church came into view.

Looking up, the cross spire towers into the sky. The cross-iron frame is like the long halberd of the guards, solemn and quiet, imposing to the sky, and the stained glass windows reflect the afternoon sun, which is misty and divine.

Although Chen Xing has never been here, he has seen it on postcards.

This is the headquarters of the Holy See of Light, the Cathedral of the Meath.

Ramsden walked up the stairs and tapped the closed double door with the tip of his staff.

"Crunch ......"

A crack opened in the door, and a man who looked like a monk poked his head out.

"In Lower Ramsden, ask for a meeting with the Pope."

"Wait a minute." The monk returned the salute and walked away quickly.

While waiting, Chen Xing couldn't help but think of the history of the Holy Light Church.

Before the Cataclysm, the Holy Light Church, like other religions on the Red Earth Continent, gradually declined under the impact of modern technology. It is said that during the most difficult period, the Pope was reduced to the point of going to live sell blessing coins and exorcism holy water, and the abbot of the New Zen Buddhism also had the experience of telling fortunes for people.

However, after the cataclysm, the spiritual energy was revived, and the clergy who focused on spiritual practice were more likely to perceive the spiritual energy than the average person.

The first evolutionaries in the world came from the major sects

Religion, and the first to summarize and disseminate the system of cultivation are also the major religions. Although after hundreds of years of development, the evolutionary system of human beings has been basically perfected, gradually transitioning from the field of occultism to the field of science, and the clergy and believers no longer have obvious advantages over ordinary people, there are still many shadows of religion in the underlying theory.

The last pope of the Church of Light, "Misius the Patron", is the most powerful king-level powerhouse in the history of the Red Earth, and his legion of Holy Angels is invincible and prestigious.

In order to secure the status of the Church of Light, Mitheus the Patron chose to sacrifice himself. He used the occult method to transfer his "sacred realm" into the "Holy Grail".

It only takes three king-level powerhouses who practice the secret methods of the Holy Light Church to activate the Divine Realm and summon the Holy Angel Legion to descend.

In the midst of his thoughts, an old man wearing a high crown and a red robe went out to greet Ramsden.

Judging from the attire, it should be the current pope of the Holy Light Church.

"Old friend, we haven't seen each other for a long time." The Pope said, holding Ramsden's hand.

"I'm ashamed to say that from last year to now, I haven't been able to find time to visit my old friends." Ramsden said with some embarrassment.

"You and I are busy people, even if you find time, I may not have time to see you."

"Hahaha......"

The two old friends patted each other's hands on the back and had a good time.

Chen Xing then followed the two into the Meate Cathedral.

The interior is grand and open, full of quaint and gorgeous atmosphere. Hundreds of crystal chandeliers hang from the top of the arch, and the sunlight shines through the large pieces of stained glass on the ground, like a scene in a kaleidoscope.

The large mural depicts the kingdom of God, holy angels, pious handmaidens, and the omnipotent true God.

"I'm here for this young man."

At Ramsden's motion, Chen Xing showed the scorched mark on his shoulder.

The Pope put on his reading glasses, looked at it carefully for a while, turned his head to look at Ramsden, and his face was solemn, "To seal the abyss brand, holy blood is needed. ”

"There's a Labor Sect." Ramsden bowed.

The Pope nodded, beckoned the monk who had just opened the door to come over, whispered a few words, and the latter left from behind.

Chen Xing was a little moved in his heart, if the conversation between the two just now was translated in the most straightforward language, it would be:

"Brother, this can be done, but the price is not small."

"You just do it, I'll carry it."

The two in front of me are both important people in the world. It's really flattering to serve such a small person as him.

But Chen Xing knew that all this was because of Tienuo, not because of the arrow of breaking the army.

Not long after, a blonde girl in a white robe walked into the church.

She has a dignified look and soft eyes, like a piece of beautiful jade, warm and crystalline, which not only makes people feel a sense of distance, but also does not have a stiff and cold feeling.

"This is Joan of Arc Seventy-Nine."

Joan of Arc, as the name suggests, is the current saint of the Church of the Light.

The sealing ceremony was presided over by the Holy Maiden. I saw that she took the sharp knife from the maid's hand and cut through the palm of her hand. Blood flowed down the palms of his hands to his fingertips, drawing the cross of the Church of Light on the charred imprint.

"Hallelujah ......"

"You have given us a new lease of life."

"Hallelujah ......"

"The blood that emanates from Thy cross covers all our sins."

"That we may be freed from the grip of evil and embrace the kingdom of heaven."

"Hallelujah......

She opened her mouth slightly, silently reciting the holy words. The milky white light enveloped the imprint, and the tense nerves gradually relaxed.

Unconsciously, Chen Xing fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he had already returned to the garden outside the Hall of Thousand Candles, lying on a wicker chair.

The setting sun shone on the ground, dragging out long shadows. Ramsden seemed to have left, leaving only a note pressed against a teacup on the table.

"May the glory of mankind be with you."

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