Located in the north of the city of Sain, the branch of the Holy See of the Sulis is a majestic castle-like church with a statue of the Solar God standing at the top. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The castle is made of white rock and is connected by a long gallery to the entrance hall.

The hall covers an area of nearly 2,000 square meters, with four arched doors at the corners leading to the rest of the world.

In front of the hall is a statue of the god of the sun, and there is a huge round pond directly below, behind which is the main body of the hall, scattered with more than 100 small stone platforms.

On each mottled stone platform, runes are drawn.

Wren glanced at it, but he didn't know the meaning of the runes because he knew too little.

Under the guidance of a probationary pastor, the group of six went to a relatively remote location.

Casa was already sitting on a small stone platform, and when he saw Ren and the others appear, he nodded slightly.

Wren sat behind Casa, his eyes drooping.

After a moment of silence, he began to quietly glance around.

Above the hall is an oval stone-roofed ceiling, on which there are some colorful reliefs, which are magnificent.

After sitting quietly for more than an hour, when Wren was sleepy and dozing off, Zhuang Senni in the back poked him with her finger.

Wren opened his eyes and straightened his back.

At the front of the hall, a group of people was slowly walking in.

The person in the lead, Wren, had a little impression that it was the Holy See magistrate who had ridden a pegasus before, he was a fifth-order priest with five gold trims on his neckline.

The further back they go, the more gold rims those people have on their necklines.

The man who came out last with a cane wore a silver crown on his head.

Or it should not be called a crown, but a crown of bishops.

In fact, only the heads of the provincial branches of the Holy See are considered bishops in the true sense of the word. As for the Kasa, it can only be called a resident priest.

The crown of the bishop of the branch offices of the provinces is silver, while the papal crown of the headquarters is gold.

The presence of the bishop brought peace to the already quiet environment of the scene.

Wren clearly felt that the breathing of everyone around him was deliberately lightened.

Bishop - Sachs.

This is a true Rank 8 Priest!

Wren's gaze flashed over his staff and the crown of his head studded with a colored core.

Both of those things gave him a great deterrent.

It's likely that they are all witchcraft above level 8!

Exhaling slowly, Wren calmed himself down, lowering his eyelids like everyone else.

Saxophone and others sat down.

A tirade slowly spat out of the saxophone's mouth.

Wren was a little speechless.

It seems that no matter where it is, as long as the leader likes this kind of nonsense that is useless.

He fought hard to keep himself from falling asleep.

Finally, it was until the official start of the worship service.

According to the rules, the 148 pastors present were to pray sincerely.

Wren had long remembered the complicated prayer with his powerful memory, and he opened his mouth to speak.

The entire hall is immersed in a mysterious environment.

Wren felt as he spat out the prayers, a force seemed to burst out of his body.

He could feel that this power was absorbed along that inexplicable trajectory, and it would not damage his strength, and even improve.

But there was an intuition in his spirit that if this power followed this trajectory, it would not have a good result for him.

The invisible force finally came out of his body as he spat out the prayer.

Wren vaguely felt that it formed a silk thread, condensing to the roof above, extending farther and farther.

But as the first prayer ended, the power that had stretched far and far returned to him at an incredible speed.

Wren breathed a sigh of relief.

There was a neat sound in the hall that sounded like chanting.

Sax looked calm and nodded to the priest in charge of the sacrifice next to him.

The priest arranged the affairs one by one.

As the prayers grew louder and louder, the priest stood up and shouted, "The sacrifice begins!"

The expressions of many priests in the hall became more solemn and pious.

Wren quietly looked up, and heard a series of weak and continuous cries.

It was a group of knights who were crying, begging, or cursing, and people in prison uniforms entered the hall one by one.

The men were escorted and stood in a circle beside the huge pool.

With the order of the priest, the men were thrown into the huge pool.

There were faint flickering runes and bursts of terrible howls.

Mixed with the pious prayer voices in the hall, it seemed extremely discordant.

It's like heaven on one side and hell on the other!

One by one, they were brought in and thrown into the huge pool.

Wren then remembered something he had heard from Johnson.

This giant pool should be the pool of divine punishment in her mouth!

"Only the most vicious criminals will be thrown into the pool of divine punishment for purification by the god of sun. ”

Of course, this is just a nice statement, and the truth is clear to most people here.

Through his super memory, Wren discovered that there were 4,999 sacrifices thrown into the pool of divine punishment!

The howl almost drowned out the sound of prayer, and the smell of blood that could not be concealed spread from it.

Wren couldn't help but think of the cell in the dungeon of the Baron's Palace......

Just as he was slightly distracted, a majestic momentum suddenly came out from the statue in front of him.

Wren raised his eyes and saw that the idol was actually Huo Ran who opened his eyes.

"Who's calling me?!"

A thunderous voice came from the "resurrected" idol.

As soon as he spoke, he seemed to be stimulated by something, and his eyes were blank.

This confusion lasted only a very short time, and then quickly evolved into a clear.

Wren knew that it was the remnants of the idol's power that were transmitting some memories to him.

After all, the so-called Solar God is only a collection of some of its remaining consciousnesses, and cannot synchronize the memories of the ontological body.

The prayers of the pastors grew louder and louder.

Wren mingled with his head down.

Sachs crouched down in front of the idol and said in a loud voice, "Your dear lord, your most pious servant, Sax, welcomes you!"

The prayer weakened, and everyone sat upright, staring at the idol and the solarized god Rurdor within.

The face of the idol showed a deep color of compassion.

He spoke aloud: "I can feel your piety...... God will bless His followers...... I give you strength in the name of God!"

A dazzling light emanated from above the idol, casting a golden glow over the entire hall.

The runes on the small stone platform beneath everyone lit up at the same time.

Wren instantly felt a gentle and majestic force surging into him.

That power actually made his consciousness body rise by more than ten centimeters, and the strength of the whole person was increased by a bit!

He was pleasantly surprised.

If he wanted to improve these strengths at a normal speed, he would need to absorb a lot of magic cores to achieve them.

The more advanced the demon core, the more difficult it is to find, and now that you can improve your strength by reciting a few prayers, Wren sighed that she had come to the right place this time!

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