At this moment, the window was ajar, and a gust of wind blew in from outside, blowing up the thin curtain in front of the window, and touching his body at once, and Haboba didn't pay attention to it. Only under the cool breeze can he clear his mind a little. "Yes, my lord, that's the way it is. The messenger, dressed in military uniform, was kneeling on one knee, and when he heard the lord's inquiry, he immediately replied with his head bowed respectfully.

As a close subordinate who often deals with the lord, this person can naturally hear that the lord at this time is in a very bad mood.

Actually, you don't even need to listen to it, just think about it with your head, and you can guess what kind of bad mood the lord will have at this time......!" We really failed......" Sure enough, after listening to the report of his subordinates, it was difficult for Haboba to return to his usual calm appearance.

Although in his opinion, the defeat in the battle had already been recruited, and he had already had some psychological preparations, but when he really heard the exact news, Haboba's heart was still not very comfortable.

Haboba couldn't help but sigh, and there was still a hint of disbelief in his tone: "It's unbelievable, since the other party has five territories and five false gods joining forces!" Haboba shook his head, feeling annoyed by his rash decision. It was precisely because of this rash decision of his own that he would bring a heavy blow to the territory!" Lord Lord, look at whether this news will be released...... "The messenger asked with a look of embarrassment.

"No, don't reveal it yet, let me think about it again...... By the way, our troops have retreated to the port city?" Haboba suddenly remembered something, and he turned sharply, looked at the messenger, and asked. "My lord, I have arrived at the port and retreated to the city, and I guess I will be there tomorrow. The messenger replied quickly.

"It seems that this is the only way it can be, okay, you have also worked hard all day, go down and rest first, and when I call you, you will come back. With a wave of his hand, Haboba said in a faint voice.

At this time, his mood had been greatly affected, and it was really difficult to be happy, he needed to be quiet and think about it.

After the messenger retreated, Haboba stood in front of the window, looking at the bright scenery outside, and his heart was rolling: "What should I do? This defeat is the first defeat since the foreign war of the territory, and it seems that it is difficult for people's hearts not to be chaotic after suffering such a great loss in one time!" "Pastor Jot is here...... Haboba's brow, which had been locked, immediately relaxed, showing a hint of a smile, and he still needs some demeanor to outsiders. Sure enough, a moment later, Pastor Jot arrived. "My lord, I have received a letter from Bishop Kannrongpa, please watch it. Pastor Jot bowed respectfully and handed over the letter.

Haboba took the handwritten letter, and after reading the first half of the letter, Haboba almost dropped the teacup on the table.

"How did this happen?" he said, looking at the letter, furious in his heart.

In the first half, it is the result of the notification of the battle situation, which has already been counted.

The outcome of this battle, it is already clear, they lost.

This is the first time that the territory of the god of Romon has been defeated, in this battle, five hundred warriors were killed, and the dragon lord was also seriously injured, although before, 100,000 people were rushed back, but the gains and losses of this battle are really difficult to say. "Five hundred warriors have died? These are five hundred well-trained warriors! So many people died in one battle, which was really something I didn't expect before. "Although there are now 2,000 troops in the army, the death of 500 backbones has already caused the army to lose half of its fighting strength!" "Lord Dragon has been seriously injured, I really can't imagine it, is it that the brilliance of our lord has not been able to illuminate this area a few days ago?" Haboba was a little worried in his heart.

You must know that unlike other gods in this plane, the time for the appearance of God Rosso is really short, so short that it has not been precipitated by the years, and it is so short that it has not really taken root in people's hearts.

Once encountering something that undermines everyone's confidence, people will have some doubts about their trust in the god Romon.

This situation is naturally inevitable, and if in another 180 years, when the belief of the god Romon is spread for several more generations, this belief will basically not waver in any way.

However, after all, Haboba was the head of the government affairs of this territory, and the slightest disrespectful thought had just appeared in his heart, so he hurriedly snuffed it out.

"It's not good, I'm afraid people's hearts will be confused. Although he himself extinguished this thought in time, he realized that this matter was likely to be used by people in other territories, but he was afraid that there would be some turmoil in his territory. However, the content of the second half calmed Haboba again. "Did you lead the serpent out?" "Well, instead of being punished, Bishop Khamrongpa was promoted to the ninth level, which proves that my lord is a powerful god!" Seeing this, Haboba finally smiled. "I can't come out of it, give me everything, I'm really busy!" sighed in his heart, but Haboba settled down at this time. "It doesn't seem that things are too bad, let's carry out this plan first!" he thought to himself.

Having already had an idea in his mind, Haboba was no longer depressed, and he hurriedly wrote a letter and sent it to Bishop Kannompa. On the day of the return of the port team, the weather was sunny and the warm wind hit people, and there were really many pedestrians on the main road.

When an army, with thousands of foreign leaders, came back from outside, the number of onlookers on the road soon increased.

At first, people thought that they had won another battle this time, but looking at the corpses pulled up in the car behind, people's hearts began to panic. "My son...... Son"...... Son, why did you go?" ...... Father, father......"

Some of the people had already heard the news of their relatives who had died in battle, so the terrible cries began to float constantly on the road, and people couldn't help but feel sorry for themselves.

Among those onlookers, there were also some who deliberately fanned the flames, so the news of the defeat of the battle began to spread rapidly among the crowd.

Originally, those who hadn't figured out what was going on had understood at this time, and it turned out that this time the battle had been lost on their side. "Have you heard of this battle, we lost, more than 500 soldiers died, not to mention, I heard that even our dragon lord was seriously injured......" "Are you talking nonsense? How could the dragon be injured? It is the messenger of the god Lomon, how can it be injured?"

For this matter, the people are all talking about it, and Di Shang refuses to believe the authenticity of this matter, and his heart is already a little shaken.

If it is true that as the temple said, the god Romon is a true god, and the other gods are all false gods, then why was Lord Long seriously injured by the false gods when he went out this time?

This matter doesn't make sense!

In particular, the indifference of Bishop Khamrongpa has led to the fluctuation of people's hearts.

This kind of fluctuation of people's hearts in the territory of the god Romon was immediately discovered by people in other territories and used for it. All of a sudden, the once peaceful and peaceful territory of the god Romon began to surge.

"These bastards, spreading some false news, can they destroy the territory? They think of the United States, I will not let them get their wish! Spread my orders, whoever continues to spread this kind of news-, arrest them immediately!"

Upon learning of this situation, Haboba was very angry, and in this case, he also ordered a group of people to be arrested.

As a result, instead of suppressing this situation of fluctuating people's hearts, the situation of people's hearts being shaken has become more and more serious.

The morning sun shone in through the window and fell on the face of Pastor Fauconsi, who bowed his head respectfully and prayed, and no matter how stormy it was outside, everything was calm in front of the sacred altar.

Bishop Kannongpa is even calmer, God's grace, in a few days, he has broken through the barrier between the eighth and ninth levels, and now he has been successfully promoted to a ninth level priest!

In this plane, ninth-level priests are very rare, and to be able to become a ninth-level priest requires not only their own talent and piety, but also the powerful power of the gods they believe in

There are too few gods who can bestow fifth-level divine arts, and therefore, there are too few priests who can be promoted to the ninth level. At least there are five pseudo-gods around, and no one can bestow fifth-level divine skills. This incident in itself proves the strength of the god Romon God. "How's it going?" said Bishop Kannompa, inquiringly, after the prayer.

"We've looked at the whole staff, through the pious backbone, and the pastors, and while there may be flaws, we've done it for the most part. Pastor Forconsey said respectfully.

"You're doing a great job. Bishop Khamrongpa obviously admired him very much, and when he encountered this incident, he insisted on his faith, and quickly formed an organization to investigate and transport 70,000 people, and the faith and talent of this year's light priest are beyond doubt.

This week, people from different territories secretly connected, and all the priests went out to investigate and supervise the believers in the territory, and silently recorded, not sensational, so far, it has been completed.

"Okay, now it's time to close the net, the dragon's wound is almost healed, and I will make it public now, and immediately, spread the news that I have been successfully promoted to the ninth level" "Spread the news that my lord is a powerful god, I want those who want to fish in troubled waters, what other tricks can they use!" "When the territory is settled, we will uproot the wavering, connecting, and instigators one by one. Bishop Kannompa said coldly. "Yes!" Pastor F. Campsey understood that he bowed respectfully and left. In the back, several pairs of eyes were following the back of Pastor Förcensy. This time the news spread quickly, and very quickly, it spread throughout the territory.

Originally, because of the defeat in the battle, the hearts of the people in the territory were a little shaken, but the news of Haboba's promotion curbed the spread of this sentiment in time. The fact that he was able to successfully advance to the ninth rank has already proved the fact that the god Romon is a powerful god!

Suddenly, all the territories calmed down, and so did the territories.

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