In this soft light, ten seriously injured probationary paladins stood up and said reverently to Jenny and the church and idol behind her, "Thank you, Captain Jenny, for allowing us to regain our health."

Jenny was in a trance, and her steps staggered. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, so he didn't lose his temper in public.

It seems that he is still too big, although the power in the fruit has not completely dissipated. But using such a powerful skill at one time almost depleted the mental power.

The residual fruit power in his body slowly flowed, and then completely dissipated. And Jenny, under the nourishment of this force, returned to normal.

"Give thanks to our Lord, for it is the will of my Lord." Jenny said solemnly to the ten probationary paladins who had just recovered.

Hearing Jenny's words, the ten probationary paladins straightened their faces, followed by a series of words of gratitude.

"Thank you, my Lord, for our recovery."

"Thank you, my Lord, for giving us the strength to heal our wounds."

"Thank you, Lord, that it was your kindness that brought the priest down."

One voice after another gradually spread, and then sounded in the ears of more than 7,000 people.

Paul watched and listened to these voices, raised his arms and shouted, "Praise be to my Lord, who have bathed us in the radiance."

"Praise be to our Lord that you are directing us in the direction that is ahead." Paul continued to praise aloud.

When more than 7,000 people heard this, they could no longer help but shout, followed by the sound that was as uniform as the waves of the sea.

"Praise be to our Lord, it is you who have given us the courage to face difficulties."

"Praise be to my Lord that you have made us happy."

"Praise be to my Lord, for it is you who have given us strength to be brave in our challenges."

The voice was wave after wave, and even Carl, who was mixed in the crowd, couldn't help but raise his arms and shout.

After a while, the voice dissipated, and Paul looked at Jenny with a tired look on her face, and subconsciously wanted to let these people go.

At this time, the teleportation array suddenly lit up, and Andre's figure slowly walked out, followed by thirty girls.

The thirty girls were stunned when they saw Jenny's robe, and then they saw the scepter in their hands with a look of surprise in their eyes.

"Jane, Jenny". A young girl couldn't help but shout.

Ian frowned, "You should call Pastor Jenny, or Head Jenny."

"Pastor and pastor." The girls looked at each other one by one, their eyes full of confusion and expectation.

Jenny turned to look at the thirty maidens: "Under the guidance of my lord and the gods of the light camp, are you willing to join the priest legion?

"Willing, willing". Thirty girls replied to Jenny without thinking. I don't know what a priest is, but it's certainly no worse than a trainee paladin. Because this is the arrangement of our lord and the gods of the camp of light.

Karl, who was in the middle of the crowd, secretly slapped himself. What's going on? Damn.

Carl, you're the best intelligence officer in Ayrshire, and you're the officer in charge of most of Ayrshire's intelligence. How can you join these refugees and shout something that doesn't know what to say.

Frustration, depression and incomprehension linger in my heart for a long time.

But at this time, there were people who heard Jenny's words and fell into a state of dementia again.

What? Did I hear me wrong, or is the world crazy? Complete the training quests of my lord Light Supreme Lord God and the Lord God of the Light Camp to become a priest.

Oh my God, a priest, a priest as powerful as a mid-level water magician. Has the world changed? Or is my vision too narrow?

"Smack......".

Carl subconsciously slapped himself in the face again.

Who's the lord? Who the hell are you shouting?Is the Supreme God of Light and the gods of the Light camp? It's over, Karl, you're going to be doomed if you go on like this.

The people around him watched as Carl slapped himself twice in a row, showing pity and admiration one by one. It seems like another one-hearted man, but the gods will forgive you.

......

Jia Changsheng, who was standing above the endless sky, happened to see this scene of Carl's slap.

"Bright, you have gained another confessor who has changed his mind." Jia Changsheng said to the light in his heart.

The light in the Void Space God Kingdom looked at it, fell on Karl's body, and then frowned: "Lord, there is no faith in this person's body."

"No faith?". Jia Changsheng looked puzzled.

The darkness in the abyss of endless space will also look at it: "Guangming, are you wrong? If he didn't repent, then why did he slap himself, isn't it fun to slap himself?"

"There's no need to lie to you about this, if you don't believe it, you can take a closer look. This man is a completely unbelieved." The light looked at Carl again, and said to Jia Changsheng and the darkness in his heart.

Jia Changsheng and Darkness quickly turned their gazes to Karl's body, and one by one fell into deep thought.

The bright words sounded in my heart: "Through Paul's efforts, all the people in this camp have believed in me." The appearance of a non-believer at this time makes one have to be suspicious".

"You mean to say?". Jia Changsheng combed through Guangming's words and said in his heart.

Before the voice of light came, darkness spoke in his heart: "You suspect that this is not a refugee in a refugee camp."

"Look at his hands and skin, it's not something a refugee can have." The light reminded Jia Changsheng and the darkness in his heart.

Jia Changsheng and Darkness looked carefully at the same time according to the hint of the light: "Interesting, Paul only had a conflict with Ayrshire, so it seems that this should be from Ayrshire."

"Pretend to be smart, since you are willing to send someone, we will see." Bright concluded Karl's identity and snorted heavily in his heart. If you want to find out the camp, then I will show you generously, and I want to see if you still dare to be an enemy after seeing it.

Listening to the voice of the light, the corners of Jia Changsheng's mouth flashed with a hint of funny smile, I don't know what kind of wonderful things Paul will do when he meets a spy when he is the perfect combination of magic stick and light.

When you think about it, it's full of anticipation.

"Lord, I need your help to let this person enter the land of experience." Guangming pleaded with Jia Changsheng in his heart.

Jia Changsheng nodded slowly: "Okay, then let's have a good meeting with the elites of Ayrshire."

As soon as the voice fell, it disappeared.

The darkness broke through the sky without saying a word, neither blocking nor agreeing, just looking down expectantly. Poor child, let me mourn for you, I hope you will not be conquered by the light so soon, or you will be too boring.