Half-past seven, prayer time.

The prayer hall is the largest room in the Darkmoon Sanctuary and can accommodate at least a few thousand people standing.

In the middle of the hall, the statue of Luna, the goddess of the dark moon, stands tall, with a graceful temperament and elegant posture, every detail is reflected, even a trace of wrinkles on the long skirt is just right.

This is the icon of the goddess, the symbol of the Darkmoon Church.

During the normal time of the church, every morning, dozens or hundreds of priests of the Dark Moon, led by the bishop, knelt down in front of the icon, silently prayed like a goddess and offered their devout faith, but now there are only four people left who pray.

Maybe in the near future, the number will become ten, and then more and more, but that will be for the future, at least for now there are only four people in the prayer hall, and it is so empty that you can hear the echo of even talking.

Hands clasped in front of each other, the girl closed her eyes attentively, she grew up in the church since she was a child, she grew up under the care of the goddess, Lisa had already dedicated all her loyalty to the goddess, and for the glory of the goddess, the girl was willing to give everything.

Well, except for my brother.

Maybe my brother is the only thing in a girl's heart that can be compared to the love of the goddess.

She loved the goddess and her brother, and two years ago, when she was just ten years old, when Meria was playing with her in the courtyard, she once teased her and asked her what she would do if her brother betrayed the goddess.

Unexpectedly, this joke made the girl sit in the courtyard for a day, and only in the evening did she pull Meria and tell her very seriously that there would never be that day, at least, she would never see that day.

She didn't need to explain, Meria understood what she meant, yes, she would never experience that day herself, at least not when she was alive.

Of the four, three were praying, and only Shur was not as focused as they were.

Shul just sat casually on his knees, looking up at the face of the idol.

"Tsk, is this really your appearance? I thought even the statue was hazy, but how did the carvers know your appearance? ”

Yes, even when praying, Shur was far less devout to the goddess than the others, and even did many things that would be considered serious blasphemy in other churches, such as tampering with the holy scriptures.

However, this does not affect the grace of the goddess to him, and the power to give back is stronger than anyone else. This point cannot be faked, it can only show that in fact, his inner faith and gratitude are far more profound than he shows.

Eight o'clock sharp, retreat time.

Three hours a day, until eleven o'clock at noon, this is the most important period of the day for every clergyman.

The capacity of spiritual power does not fall from the sky out of thin air, but is expanded by persistent meditation, and the use of divine arts is not innately skilled, requiring countless boring exercises.

Preparing again and again, simulating actual operations in your mind again and again, it is much more difficult to become a good priesthood than most ordinary people imagine.

You can skip eating, you can sleep without sleeping, but meditation and magic manipulation practice must not stop, usually every point of accumulation is extremely important, maybe only one day of practice is missing, when the timing of the operation, there will be a qualitative difference.

"No, the curvature of the fingers is a little worse. ”

In the empty retreat room, there were only two people, Shul and Lisa. Normally speaking, meditation is a very private act that requires a separate retreat room for each person, but the siblings are more teaching than meditation, after all, even if Lisa is a bishop, she is still an underage child, and someone needs to guide her in her practice.

At this time, Shul was always strict and strict, no longer the brother who spoiled his sister to heaven, but became a meticulous teacher, even if Lisa had a little irregularity, he couldn't escape his eyes.

"Do you know what it means to have a poor finger curvature at this point? If the shield lasts for 100 seconds and disappears three seconds before it reaches you, your teammates will die. ”

"What is the other hand doing? Do you use one hand for the magic that needs to be cast with both hands? Do you know the difference between the two? The difference is that the effect of your magic will be reduced by fifteen percent, and the wound that could have been completely healed is now half-crippled by you. You want to run before you learn how to walk, do you think you're a genius? Well, you're really, what are you laughing at, genius, you have to honestly lay a solid foundation. I have seen a lot of geniuses, and I have slaughtered a lot, remind you that no matter how talented you are, you must take one step at a time and come through it solidly, otherwise the foundation will be vain, and sooner or later there will be big problems. ”

"Now it's meditation, do you know what meditation is? Who taught you, meditation is just looking at my face and smirking, is it me? what, it's really me, hahahaha, haha, don't think that you can get away with it, close my eyes and continue to meditate, or be careful that I spank you." ”

As always, there were occasional harsh shouts and, of course, the occasional girl's laughter.

Hmph, Lord Lisa is not afraid, no matter how strict my brother is, he is also an elder brother, as long as the great Lord Lisa flattens his mouth, my brother will immediately change back to a hundred obedient appearance, and Lord Lisa has already seen through everything.

However, even if she saw everything, the great Lord Lisa never took advantage of this, because the girl had secretly seen that her brother had been looking through the various records of the church all night long in order to study how to arrange the progress of his tutorial and how to make himself step by step.

Never let her brother's hard work go to waste, this is Lisa's determination as she silently watched that scene.

"Alright, that's all for today. ”

It was astonishing that at ten o'clock, an hour before the end time, Shur stopped his retreat for the day.

"Don't be so surprised, there's more important things to do today. Smiling mysteriously, Shure pulled Lisa and called the two nuns who were waiting nearby. Nuns are just ordinary people who serve the gods, and they don't need to meditate like professionals, but Merial and Talina are always nearby when Lisa is in retreat, a habit they have developed over the years.

"Come with me, it's time to witness the miracle. Under the curious questioning of the three people, Shur didn't say anything, carried a small cloth bag, and walked into the depths of the temple with the three remaining Darkmoon acolytes.

Passing through several doors, bypassing several ruined halls, and entering a small room in the middle of the temple.

The hut is just as old as the other buildings, but each generation of Darkmoon Acolytes has taken it seriously, repairing, cleaning, and maintaining it to keep it intact at all times.

It's no wonder that all the priests of the Darkmoon attach so much importance to this place, because this is the heart of the temple, and it is not an exaggeration to say that this room is the real Darkmoon Sanctuary in the strict sense of the word.

The room was small, and as soon as I entered, I saw a statue of the Dark Moon, which was the only thing in the whole room.

In the middle of the room was a half-meter platform, on which a human-tall statue of the god was on the platform, and strangely enough, this statue was identical in appearance to the huge statue in the prayer hall, except for the difference in size, and even the most discerning person could not find the slightest difference between the two.

Theoretically this is impossible, no two sculptures can be exactly the same, even if they are made by the same craftsman, there will be subtle differences, but the inner and outer two sculptures have done it, it can only be said that all the fields involving the gods and spirits can not always be considered by normal theory.

The answer is simple, these two sculptures are actually the same one.

What is in front of everyone now is the real Dark Moon Icon, and the giant statue that is used daily outside is just a projection.

Yes, it's just a projection, you can see and touch it, and the projection of the real existence goes against common sense and distorts the boundary between the real and the unreal, but under the power of the gods, it is so normal.

It is not a statue carved casually, even if it is an image of a god, nor is it a building built casually, it can be said to be a temple of the true god, and the definition of an icon and a temple is actually very strict.

After a statue is made, the moment it is recognized by the gods, it becomes the only icon of this god in the mortal world, representing the incarnation of the god in the mortal world, and the place where the icon is located is the abode of the gods, that is, the main hall of the church.

As long as the gods do not fall into a deep sleep, there is no power in the mortal world to destroy the icons, and the space where the icons are located has become the sacred realm of the gods.

Regardless of whether the buildings above are good or bad, there is no difference to the sanctuary, even if all the buildings are demolished, as long as the icon is still here for a day, the sanctuary is still a sanctuary, it can still provide a powerful auxiliary bonus for believers, it is still the abode of the gods in the mortal world, it cannot be moved, it cannot be changed, only with the permission of the gods, the believers have the ability to move the holy icon and move the main hall to other places.

"Praise the moon without light. Entering the room, the four of them bowed at the same time, offering their respects to the goddess, and the icon remained unchanged, staring at the mortal world with a faint smile.

The icon is thousands of years old, and it has stood in its current position for nearly a thousand years, but it looks like new, not even a speck of dust.

Of course, the filth of the mortal world can never pollute the body of the gods, and even if tens of thousands of years have passed, this icon will still be the same as it is now.

Well, the premise is that the goddess does not fall into a deep sleep, otherwise, the icon will shatter, the temple will collapse, and the end will come.

"Brother, why are you here?" the girl asked softly, holding Shuer's arm.

That's what Merial and Talina want to know.

Both nuns are nervous now, theoretically speaking, unless something major happens, ordinary nuns are not qualified to enter this room, and since Shull has brought them in, it means ......

"To witness history. Shul chuckled and said, "After a hundred and fifty years of playing outside, those Darkmoon relics should have had enough." Hehe, so, the Scepter of the Dark Moon is finally home with me. ”