A holy light rose into the sky.

In the Fallen Holy See, the Pope, three cardinals, six holy women, twelve archbishops, thirty-six magicians, and fifty paladins gathered together.

"Got the situation figured out?" The Pope asked.

"Yes, just across the field behind the Holy See, many strange places have suddenly appeared, with abundant resources, countless people, and vast territories." A prophetic mage reports.

An archbishop knelt on the ground and said excitedly: "Your Majesty, according to the records of the fallen holy scriptures, this situation is very rare, but it is a time for preaching, an opportunity for all of us to make meritorious contributions!" ”

"yes, I thought this kind of thing was just a legend, but who knew it would actually happen." Another bishop sighed.

The crowd whispered and discussed.

An inexplicable devotion and excitement enveloped everyone.

- The occurrence of such miraculous events proves that all the records in the holy scriptures are true.

Secondly, it is always easy to get excited about conquering an unknown territory and its people, and gaining its wealth.

The Pope waved the scepter in his hand and said with a majestic expression: "Spread the oracle, all assemble into an army, we will go at once to occupy everything, and sow the will of the fallen on the new territory!" ”

"Yes!" Everyone responded.

"Now I'll arrange the manpower, the three cardinals will each go to order troops, the holy mages and paladins are all in place, and gather the holy legions for punishment, atonement, and pacification, and I will personally lead the army to the new territory!" Papal tract.

The whole congregation cheered loudly.

The war machine of the entire fallen church is in motion.

In just two hours, the various army groups were assembled, and under the leadership of the Pope, they rushed through the field and rushed towards the newly unknown territory.

The closer you get to the unknown territory, the slower the speed of the Holy See army becomes.

Everyone raised their vigilance.

The scout team approached from the front, and someone shouted:

"Newspaper - ahead is a town, small in size and lax in garrison."

"There were circuses and people in fancy costumes, as if they were having a celebration."

The Pope's tense face relaxed.

He looked into the town in the distance, and saw that it was brightly lit, and from time to time fireworks rushed into the sky.

There was a faint sound of laughter, frolicking, and some applause in the wind.

- Sure enough, what kind of celebration was being held.

"Is there anyone guarding the town?" The Pope asked.

"No—no, there's an old man, who seems to be a commoner, and I hear people calling him a janitor, and maybe his job is to be a janitor." Scout reports.

The hearts of the archbishops also slowly fell to the ground.

Just a town.

Completely defenseless, and even celebrations are taking place.

Look at your own army again.

The discipline is strict, the soldiers are strong, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

- It's too easy to conquer that town.

By the way, you can also learn about the power and state structure of this new region from the side.

"Pass my orders, and the whole army will raid!"

The Pope commanded loudly.

"Yes!" The crowd responded.

The army of black oppression just poured up—

The ironclad horses are running faster and faster.

In just a few dozen breaths, the vanguard troops had reached the entrance of the town.

As the scout said, it wasn't a guard guarding the entrance to the town, just an old man.

The old man was wearing slippers and holding a crank fan in his hand, and he was lying on a chaise longue.

He was smoking a cigarette comfortably, and he was almost asleep.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked out of the town.

"Why are so many people here?" The old man changed color.

He jumped to his feet, squinting his eyes and quietly observing the Holy See army.

The costume of the fallen church –

Sharp weapons and armor –

The Mighty Army—

There are even popes, bishops, paladins and others, dressed in distinctive attire, holding glittering scepters, swords, and other things.

Quietly feel the momentum of these people again-

The old man finally came to his senses!

He took a deep breath, turned around, and shouted at the town, "Surprise! Big surprise! ”

"- The people of the Continental Cospree Federation are here, everyone is welcome!!!!"

The whole town is quiet.

In the next moment, a huge noise and cheers rushed into the sky.

I saw that the dense crowd of town residents flocked to the entrance of the town, and even the performers of the original town circus followed.

"Wow, it's true!"

A little girl's eyes lit up as she stared at the heavily guarded Holy See army and shouted.

A little boy next to her analyzed seriously: "Look, their theme this time is the Huangquan evil ghosts, and they are all dressed in that tone. ”

The little girl's mother picked her up, pointed at the Pope, and said, "Look, this is their leader, this guy is the worst." ”

Everyone laughed.

The Pope's face turned pale, and he ordered: "Everyone, unsheath your weapons." ”

Boom!

The sound of a uniform weapon unsheathed sounded.

The army was murderous.

This scene ushered in even warmer applause.

The circus clown applauded and said sincerely: "Sure enough, it is the real Cospree Federation, the costume is rigorous and elegant, the expression is realistic, and the acting is vivid." ”

The bear next to him took off his bear hat, but it was a great man.

The man exclaimed: "This is from a big city, it's really not comparable to a small town circus practitioner, I, the circus leader, have to study hard." ”

The Pope couldn't listen anymore.

- To compare yourself with a circus is the worst blasphemy!

The Pope recited the incantation and shouted: "Lord, give me strength to wipe out this town." ”

Smoothing out the entire town, and even all the living beings in the town, in one fell swoop is a super-powerful spell, and it is not something that can be done by one person alone.

All his cardinals, archbishops, saints, and paladins chanted prayers in unison to help the Pope complete this extremely difficult spell.

After counting the breaths.

Divine punishment, great earthquake!

Boom Boom Boom Boom –

The earth began to shake.

The faces of the townspeople changed at first, and they were a little nervous, but they soon relaxed again.

"Dad, it turns out to be this level of seismic!" A little boy shouted.

"yes, are you ready?" His dad laughed.

"Ready." The little boy said.

Next to the little boy -

"I admire them." The circus clown clenched his fists and said excitedly.

"Yes, I admire them too." A man dressed as an elephant beside him couldn't help but applaud desperately.

"Let's do our part." The majestic man in the bear costume said.

"Then—"

The circus crowd looked at each other.

The majestic man in bear costume shouted, "I'll control the earthquake." ”

He secretly chanted a spell, and his feet slammed into a dance on the ground.

It is also miraculous, as he dances, the shaking of the earth gradually produces a rhythm, a rhythmic beat.

Boom, boom.

Boom, boom!

Bang la bang ~

The clown said, "Captain, I'm here to play the disco." ”

He took out dozens of musical instruments, tossed them in the air, and recited a mantra.

Suddenly, the instruments played wild tunes to the rhythm of the earthquake.

The man in elephant costume had jumped out and stood in the clearing waving to the townspeople.

"Come on, everyone's dancing!"

The man shouted.

To the music and the earthquake, he began to do a ghost step dance.

The children couldn't hold back any longer and rushed forward with cheers.

Then came the adults.

And the old people.

Knock knock knock ~ knock ~

Knock knock knock is extremely embarrassing -

The atmosphere reached a climax!

The other side.

Among the armies of the Holy See.

Pope: "......"

Archbishop: "......"

Paladin: "......"

Nope—

The Pope shouted: "Divine punishment - meteorites from the sky!" ”

All the congregation rallied together to cooperate with the Pope in reciting the prayer.

Success!

I saw a huge meteorite coming in the sky.

The Pope breathed a sigh of relief, barely holding on to his scepter in case his exhausted body could not stand.

It's meteorites!

- You're all going to die this time!

The Pope thought through gritted teeth.

Sure enough, in the crowd of revelers over there, someone had already reacted.

"Sister, look, Meteor!" A little boy exclaimed.

"Haha, I just taught it in class yesterday, and I'll have one too." The girl beside him laughed.

She reached out and grasped the seal of the spell and whispered the incantation.

In the sky, a meteor shower of magnificence appeared.

"My sister is awesome." The little boy cheered.

The girl was also a little surprised, and said in a low voice: "A few days ago, Lord Divine Mage spread the word to the whole world, saying that everyone's strength will skyrocket recently, no wonder I summoned thirty more ......"

Under the meteors, everyone jumped on Di, and with the performance of the Cospree troupe, they spent a very pleasant day.

The Pope is already stupid.

He also saw that the meteor shower just now came from a little girl.

In the end, all the meteors were blown away by a majestic man in a bear coat, turning into sparkling fireworks, constantly floating in the sky, like countless shining light balls.

The Holy See army no longer dared to move.

Blowing away meteors is something I've never imagined, and I don't know how to do it.

What the -

What the hell is this world?

Everyone thought in their hearts.

The Pope was stunned, but saw the old janitor suddenly standing in front of him.

The old man's face was serious.

"What a brilliant show! On behalf of all of us in town, I thank you for your performance. The old man said sincerely.

The Pope opened his mouth and didn't utter a word.

The old man took out a money bag from his bosom and shoved it into the pope's hand, despite the pope's dodge.

"Take it, a little bit of our countryman's heart."

Purpose......

The Pope looked down at the money bag and couldn't hold back any longer.

"Mayor, I have a question." Papal tract.

"Say it." The old man grinned.

"Your town...... Who is the strongest? The Pope asked cautiously.

"Hahaha, I'm sorry to talk about this, there is only one god in our town, you see- that little bear is." The old man pointed to the dance floor.

"—he's a divine deity of light, and he recently returned to town after losing his job and started a circus."

The Pope also looked at the bear.

I saw the little bear stepping on the dance steps, controlling the art of the Great Earthquake.

- Actually, the earthquake should have ended a long time ago, but under the precise control of the bear, the ground became a dance floor.

What a power!

This requires an outrageously deep understanding of the rules.

"Unemployed?" The Pope muttered distractedly.

"Yes, there are gods everywhere now, and it's not easy for gods who are too low-ranking to find jobs."

The old man had a sad look on his face, patted the Pope on the shoulder and said:

"You Cospree are from a big city, so you should have a common language with him - we can talk to him and comfort him when the harvest party is over."

The Pope fell into a long silence.

I don't know why—

He felt something inside him crumble.