Chapter 1: The Clergy, the Drunkard, the Devil

The cold northwest wind raged in the Duchy of Bavaria overnight, and the dawn of early winter was extremely cold, and it was rare for people to appear so early in the morning, especially in the small towns in the north of the Duchy. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The Duchy of Bavaria is located in the northeasternmost part of the Central Continent, and the town is located in the northernmost part of the entire Duchy, and the name of the town is Xingluo, because this town can be seen full of stars every night, and a troubadour once sang the praises of the starry night sky here, hence the name.

Although the beautiful night sky always makes people look forward to the town, the cold climate still plagues the town's economy, and when winter comes, the whole town is silent with a hint of desolation.

The walls of the houses on both sides of the mottled main street of Xingluo Town were covered with gray moss, and with the first rays of the morning sun, a dirty mule was led by a man down a slightly wet path.

This man was dressed in a gray robe with a hood, his hands were full of horrific burn marks on the hands of the hunched mule, and he had the most common cloth pocket on the mainland on one side and a short sword on the other, and the charm on his chest was a sterling silver hexagram star pendant, which was different from ordinary hexagonal pendants, and the six-pointed star on this pendant was surrounded by two rings, thus proving that he was a clergyman of the Illuminati, that is, commonly known as the Cleric of Light.

Judging by his appearance, he must have been about fifty years old, and his swarthy face and numerous wrinkles were enough to prove that he had been weathered. But his eyes are extraordinarily bright, and the pale golden eyeballs are like the first rays of sunlight, which makes people feel warm and with a hint of awe.

He just led his mule slowly, step by step on the bluestone path, but it seemed to infect everything around him. The trees had begun to slowly dim in late autumn, but at this moment they seemed to be dyed with a strange layer of gold, and there was a sense of vitality, and the flowers and plants that had long withered seemed to be stained with a trace of gold, as if they exuded an unyielding resistance towards the slaughtering winter.

At the west end of the town is a typical Bavarian wooden house, with a sign carved into the shape of a wine glass, proving that it is a tavern. Inside the tavern, the owner of the shop, who had just woken up, was cleaning the counter, and the counter was in a mess, with broken bottles scattered everywhere, and even a hangover customer lying under the counter, I don't know how he could sleep peacefully in such a small place.

The entire Duchy of Bavaria is known as the most barbaric country on the mainland, not only because it has been occupied by the Orc Empire for a long time, but even after nearly two hundred years, this country still has too many vulgar people and affairs. Just from the mess in the whole tavern, you know what an unquiet night it was here yesterday.

The boss violently kicked the drunkard guest who was sleeping on the counter, and the man then staggered to his feet, glared at the boss with wide eyes, and shouted: "Good morning, old John, a good morning should start with a cup of pure ale!" Old John took out a cup from the wine cabinet, poured a whole glass of ale and handed it to the man, and said with dissatisfaction: "Drink, sooner or later, one day you old fellow will be drunk!" The man drained the wine in his hand in one gulp, continued to mumble in his mouth, slowly walked to a chair in front of the windowsill, and immediately lay down on the table and continued to snor. The boss looked at him helplessly, cursed again in a low voice, and then cleaned the counter like a battlefield.

At this moment the door of Old John's tavern was opened, and the clergyman of light walked in, and he walked silently to a fairly clean table with his head bowed, and sat down with a chair in his hand. The boss looked up and saw someone coming in, and hurriedly shouted to the back kitchen: "Lina, come on, there is a guest!" A delicate girl immediately ran out of the kitchen, she looked seventeen or eighteen years old, her red hair was unusually rare, and her slightly raised chest looked full of vitality. Lena walked quickly to the front of the cultist and asked with a smile, "Hello, what do you need? Ah!!h

Her crisp voice stopped abruptly, and she looked at the pendant on the priest's chest in fear, her body weakening. The priest glanced at Lena coldly, pulled out the short sword he carried with him from the right side of his body, and swung the sword at Lina, who immediately turned into a black flame in the sword light, her body and voice gradually dissipated in the firelight, and her body was only a twisted ash.

John, the boss at the counter, suddenly let out a scream, and the whole person stared blankly at the believer with the sword, and the drunkard who was sitting and asleep was also awakened by Lena's scream, but when he saw Lina dissipate in flames, he glanced at the priest in surprise, and his body immediately pressed against the wall.

At this time, the hotel owner was chanting Lina's name in his mouth, his eyes were firmly fixed on the priest, and he suddenly scolded fiercely: "You dogleg of the god of light, despicable and shameless bastard, Lena has never hurt anyone, why did you kill her??"

The priest held a dagger in his hand and said in a solemn tone: "Says the Lord, "Whoever is different from me will be purified." Don't you think it's ridiculous that the demon of the abyss came to the world and asked me why I killed her?" Old John scolded angrily, "We have been here for five years, we have never hurt anyone, and we are also poor outcasts. ”

The priest just looked at him coldly, but this time he didn't reply, but swung a sword qi at Old John, this pale golden sword qi visible to the naked eye directly disintegrated all the obstacles between the two, whether it was a table, chair or bench was instantly destroyed and dissipated, and when he arrived in front of Old John, Old John just took his arm to block it, and actually stopped the sword qi, and then he let out a sad roar, but this roar was no longer a sound that humans can make, and then he quickly recited a spell, and countless black gases appeared and surged towards him。

Old John's whole person began to grow bigger, his body swelled rapidly, just now the height of just more than one meter six reached more than three meters in an instant, his thin body became extremely strong, his clothes were supported by the suddenly growing muscles to burst, the original normal skin turned black and red, the biggest change was his head, the top of his head began to accumulate countless black gas, and a pair of horns actually grew, and his hands grew nails like blades, which flashed with strange colors, and Old John's face can no longer be called human, its ugly and terrifying appearance is completely in line with the image of the abyss demon in the Bible。

The priest just watched the boss quietly when he transformed, and did not step forward to stop the intervention, and only after the demon had completely transformed did he sigh: "A mid-level demon, it seems that you are just a small fish." I saw the priest swing his sword again and slash at the demon, countless sword qi instantly enveloped the demon, but the invincible sword qi just now could only cut through the demon's skin, as the demon continued to roar, black gas continued to replenish his body, and the wound it had just been scratched by the sword qi gradually healed, and then it shouted a spell, and more black gas appeared around in an instant, and all the black qi gathered in the demon's hand, forming a black fireball mixed with red, and then smashed towards the disciple.

The face of the believer, who had been unfazed, showed anger, and then he shouted softly: "I yearn for the light, and my body is the light." Then the pale gold in his eyes became heavier and heavier, and the whole person was shrouded in pale golden light, and then swung a sword qi towards the demon, and in an instant, the fireball emitted by the demon and the demon's hard two arms were shattered, and then the disciple came behind the demon in an instant, and directly another sword, cutting off its legs, and then put the sword on the demon's neck, and shouted softly: "You actually burned the origin to send out the technique of leapfrogging, your identity is definitely not simple, say, how did you come here?" Is there some conspiracy in your Abyssal Plane?"

At this time, the demon was no longer as powerful as it had just been, its legs and feet were cut off, and black blood continued to flow out of its hideous face, leaving it on the ground to corrode the wooden floor into one pit after another, but its eyes remained unchanged at all, still full of ferocity and hatred, and its mouth kept roaring out one abyss language after another, and when the cultists stood in front of it, it roared again: "You bastard, the executioner of the church, you can't know anything!"

The priest stared at the demon for a full minute, and then he sighed, "God condemns all sins in the world, and I will judge them all my life!" This is a sentence from the Judgment Chapter of the Doctrine of Light, which has been enshrined as the law of action by countless rulings of the most extreme behavior in the Cult of Light, and this sentence has been shouted out with countless battles, and even more chanted with countless times when the gallows are erected.

The identity of the priest is revealed, he is a clergyman of the Inquisition of Light. As his words fell, the short sword in his hand also pierced the demon, and then the demon turned into a ball of fire just like Lina just now, but after the fire disappeared, it left a pure black hexagonal crystal from mid-air, and then the priest picked it up and carefully placed it in the cloth pocket on his right. The priest then used his mental power to reconnoiter the entire tavern, and found that the entire tavern was empty from top to bottom, except for the drunkard, who had long been terrified.

The priest walked up to the drunkard and stared at the drunkard's appearance for a long time, the priest's eyes flashed with gold, and he smiled and gently lifted the drunkard up with one hand. This drunkard gentleman was tall and weighed at least two hundred pounds, but the disciples carried him like a chicken.

The priest then walked out of the tavern with the drunkard, the priest glanced at the tavern, then lifted the sword in his hand, the sword body was immediately filled with golden fighting energy, and then he slashed all the sword qi towards the tavern just now, and a golden flame instantly rose in the tavern, and the entire tavern was instantly swallowed by the flames. And the cultist left with the drunkard without looking back.