In South Dakota, the Northland Cities League, a young man in strange clothes walked through the city gates.

The South Dakota Lordship, also known as the Horst Earldom, is part of the Shane family. Captain Shane Horst, who guarded the gates for five years, a member of the Shane family, swore that he had never seen such strange clothes. In one word, white, the whitest thing Horst had ever seen was the milk sent down by the Earl, and the milky milk was not even as white as this dress. And the dress turned out to be only a slit, extending down the side of the man's armpit. The fabric was also very different from all the fabrics Horst had ever seen, indescribably soft, as if it were made of the softest cotton. With the strength of Captain Horst's high-ranking knight squire, he could barely see the small horizontal veil on the back of the young man's neck, on which were written several strange letters "175/92A, L", as well as the two strange letters "M/B" on the front of the pair.

When the money was in hand, Captain Shane Horst beckoned to the corner, and an old man hurried to his side. He pointed to the direction where the young man was going and said, "Catch up with him, he has the strength of a high-level attendant, and there is still a possibility of breaking through at such a young age, find a way to develop him in." ”

The old man nodded: "Okay, if you keep an eye on this side, I will definitely develop him." ”

Horst shook his head: "If you can't be your own person, just clean it up." ”

The old man was taken aback: "Why? ”

Horst glared at him: "Although the clothes he wears do not have any magical fluctuations, they are of high quality and finely workmanlike, which are more natural than the clothes of the nobles, at least they are only worn by the big nobles." Now is the critical moment, and he can't be allowed to stay here for longer, otherwise it will be easy to be exposed. ”

The old man nodded: "Since that's the case, then let's do it." ”

Horst waved his hand, and the old man walked into the city gate, and then walked in the direction of the young man.

The young man walked all the way down the street, asking this and that, and it was only halfway through half an hour. This street is the commercial center of South Dakota City, and it is very bustling, and people come and go all the way. At this time, the young man was coming out of a newly opened shop selling Bordeaux wines, and the old man rushed over.

He grabbed the young man's arm and tried to make a majestic expression: "Young man, the punishment of the true God is coming!"

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched, and the old man looked at him blankly, and saw the young man with a puzzled expression: "Old man, what did you say?"

The old man coughed and repeated again, "Young man, the punishment of the true God is coming!"

The young man showed a strange expression again, and if the old man could go online, he would definitely be able to see that the expression was: "You may not believe it when you say it, I may have met a mentally retarded ......"

Strange as it felt, the old man felt that the young man had been bluffed, and continued to intensify his propaganda campaign: "The Lamb of the Lord is bewitched by evil magicians and rotten nobles, and they have lost their devotion to the Lord. The Lord is very dissatisfied with mankind, and the demons in hell and demons in the abyss are about to descend and bring killing and destruction to the earth. Only by believing in the Lord will the Lambs be saved. ”

The young man's expression suddenly became excited, and he looked at death as if he were at home: "Old man, since it is the devil and the devil who have descended, it is a good time for me to make a contribution." In the backwaters of the family, I couldn't get any inheritance. But when demons and demons come, there is always a new group of elites who come to the stage of history, and I am one of them. ”

He pulled out a strange broadsword, and he couldn't help himself from it.

The old man was stunned, this young man didn't play cards according to the routine. The old man, who was still before the Protestant Reformation, had no choice but to continue his old profession and start from the threat: "How powerful are you until the devil and the devil? It will tear apart your body and devour your soul......"

The young man suddenly picked up the big knife and danced wildly, "Then come on." I want to see if it's their evil power that is strong, or the Five Tiger Broken Door Knife that I've cultivated for more than ten years is strong!"

"Five...... The old man who has never said a phrase ...... the Five Tigers is like saying tongue twisters.

The young man said righteously: "The Five Tiger Broken Door Knife!

The old man's face was full of doubts, and he finally made the word clear, and threatened even harder: "Young man, even if your Five Tiger Broken Door Knife is extremely powerful, but the demons are naturally strong, they can kill you, but you can't kill them!"

The young man looked at him disdainfully: "Old man, do you know what the clothes I am wearing are called?"

The old man looked at his clothes seriously, remembered what Captain Horst said but didn't know anything, looked at the two big characters on the deck and asked, "What's it called?"

The young man took a step forward, standing with a knife, and his toes were high, as if he was supreme glory: "I am wearing the first of the three gods of sling silk handed down during the Dawning War, Meters-Bonwe, far more than the 100% pure cotton sleeveless T-shirt that is integrated and seamless with pure and semir, suitable for modern young people who have ideals, morality, discipline and culture, and love five stresses, four beauties and three love......s."

The old man looked confused, although he could understand every word, but he didn't know what it meant when they were connected. But he still understood the word god clothing, which turned out to be a powerful garment given by the church. He became excited, and finally found a young man who had a heart for the church, so he pretended to understand completely and said, "It turned out to be a long-lost sling silk god costume, in that case, you can come with me." ”

The young man's eyes shrank, and a cautious look appeared in his eyes: "What do you want to do?"

Looking at the young man's reaction, the old man was even more convinced that this was a "cautious and talented, loyal and capable" potential believer, so he carefully explained: "I am the butler of Earl Shane Horst, and I am looking for a follower of your lurking lord......

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New Visniaburg.

The current Earl of Shane Horst is the most outstanding patriarch of recent generations. At only thirty-three years old, he is already a ninth-level Golden Knight, the most famous young generation in the entire Four Strait Kingdoms, even if he is not as good as the three geniuses of the Magic Council and Queen Natasha of Holm, he is already one step away from the Golden Knight.

In the eyes of many people, the reason why he is inferior to Natasha is simply because Natasha has an extra sword of truth to condense his will. With his talent, even the cardinals paid serious attention.

And now, the young and handsome Earl Horst was sitting at the table in the castle, enjoying the delicacies from all over the world with a few other noble-looking and indifferent guests.

He raised his glass gently: "Welcome Bismarck, Veneto, and Richelieu, the three Excellencies, in the countryside, please forgive me for the inconsiderate hospitality." ”

The others raised their glasses and drank them down.

The three cardinals, Bismarck, Veneto, and Richelieu, known as the Three Musketeers of the Southern Church, are the three legendary priests who defected to the Southern Church after the dissolution of the Northern Church. Due to the long-term suppression of the northern church, the poor geographical location, the fierce folk customs, and the rich experience of fighting the nobles and priests who have been fighting against each other for a long time, each of them is stronger than the same level of the southern church. After the Church's complete withdrawal from the Strait Four and the Northland Corridor, three powerful cardinals were sent to the Channel Four to secretly resist the invasion of the Magical Council along with the two cardinals of the Southern Church.

Due to the dissolution of the Northern Church, the cardinals took refuge in the Orthodox Church and the Southern Church, respectively. Due to the background and the denominational philosophy of the Orthodox Church, seven cardinals took refuge in the Southern Church, and the Western Orthodox Church received only three. Moreover, the defection of seven or eight epic knights has also relieved the Southern Church, and it has begun to plan to recapture the five kingdoms of the Northland. Even if you can't recapture the five countries of the Northlands, you must limit the power of the Magic Council to the four countries of the Strait again.

In order to strengthen the people's devotion to the church, although the church openly withdrew all its personnel, in fact, a large number of fanatical believers were arranged into the four countries of the strait through various channels, and more sincere priests and bishops were also installed in the four countries of the strait, secretly developing their power.

That's why the Northland Cities Alliance has gathered five cardinals. The Countdom of Horst is the new base of the Church in the Four Straits.

Several people greeted each other, and the guests and hosts were happy.

Just as a few people were chatting happily, a dog barked from the side. Count Horst was stunned, smiled and shouted, "Yamato". At this time, a yellow dog ran over wagging its tail, and Count Horst smiled and said: "Your Excellency, this is the guardian of my Horst family, Yamato, with the bloodline of legendary fire dragon and eye demon, and his combat power is comparable to that of ordinary legends, but his brain is not good......"

He was about to continue the introduction, when he heard the old butler hurriedly come over and hand over the basic book, and said hurriedly: "Your Excellency, the archangel chief intelligence ......"

Several people's hearts tightened, and they hurriedly joined forces to open the book, only to see that the first page of the book read "The Origin of Species and the Nature of Life".

"Origin of species?" Victor, the Holy Spirit pastor, was stunned, they had found the origin of life?

He flipped through the catalogue and saw the clear handwriting "......" written on it

"Chapter 1: The Process of Biological Evolution and Natural Selection. ”

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"Chapter 5: Mutations and Quantum Transitions. ”

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"Chapter 9: Prologue and Entropy. ”

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"Chapter 13: Consciousness and Soul. ”

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He kept flipping through every page like a demon, looking at the wonderful experiments and theories, his mind was like a thunderbolt, and his blood and magic were running like uncontrollable madness. In his increasingly blurred vision, he saw the butler's eyes getting redder and redder, and the thoughts in his mind kept growing: "This is how life is born......"

At the last moment of his life, he did not prolong his time, but looked at another holy light like fireworks like himself: "God, you can't save us." ”

Guan Mingyu looked at the four legendary-level holy lights blooming in front of him, and his eyes were flat: "After reading the collection of "Origin of Species", "New Alchemy", "What is Life", "Consciousness and Matter", and other powerful works with conclusive evidence, if you can survive, then you are not believers in the church anymore. ”

The theory of evolution and the nature of life are indeed epic masterpieces that have pulled gods down from the altar, whether on earth or in the arcane world.

He looked at the last Holy Spirit priest in the corner, Iowa with a drooping face, and smiled, "You're all left, Iowa." ”

Iowa was bathed in blood and brains, and he didn't respond, except for a muttered voice: "That's how life is born, what about God?"

Guan Mingyu shook his head, Yi Ahua's piety still didn't seem to be as good as the other few people, otherwise it would be impossible to still stand here. Only then did he shake his head, and his voice was deafening: "God created the world, where can it be compared to us creating the world ourselves......"