You must not know what happened yesterday, the router power supply actually burned out, there was a very obvious current sound before it was burned, I didn't think about it so much at the time, and the plug-in board smoked in a blink of an eye, fortunately there were people, otherwise the fire would be over.

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Christmas is a very important holiday for the Church of Light.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, at this time, apostles from all over the world would travel to the holy city of the Vatican in magnificent carriages, gathering in the Holy See to sing and dance. Many admiring believers will also travel thousands of miles to come here to cheer for their faith. For three days, the Pope will personally perform the top-notch divine prayer to pray for the blessings of all the apostles and believers. This is the feast of light, the carnival of the apostles.

Unfortunately, the holy city of Vatican was destroyed by artillery fire, and the peerless view of the city of angels is never seen again.

A bishop in the square was talking about his experience in cultivation, and the apostles listened very carefully, something that would have been impossible hundreds of years ago.

It is very interesting to say that hundreds of years ago, the Tuhrman Empire and even the entire Western world, due to the high-pressure rule of the Church and the Church, these regimes were very united, tightly hugging for warmth, and struggling to survive. It was an era when the pope decided the ownership of the crowns of the nations, and if you wanted to live, you had to kneel and lick the church. These ruling classes are very united, and they stand together against the will of the Church.

At that time, the church was extremely powerful, and it was divided into multiple factions, attacking each other, and there were many mountains. The Pope's scepter, which was constantly changing between several factions, led to fierce struggles between factions within the Church. At that time, in addition to the few heretical sects, the Inquisition was more of a cleansing of different factions within the church. Not to mention exchanging experiences, whoever has a little bit of experience is not hiding it, for fear of being stolen by others.

Time flies, thousands of years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the situation in this world has just turned upside down.

Because of the absence of the oppressive rule of the Church, the various national regimes in the Western world continue to divide and unify, and they against each other, and there is no longer the cooperation and unity that they used to be. On the contrary, because the church was suppressed, several factions put aside their prejudices, and finally twisted into a rope, worked hard, and reluctantly continued the faith.

It's like a reincarnation, from the beginning to the end, and from the end to the beginning.

The bishop in the field was Lucius, a young man with a good chance of becoming a cardinal. He was young, but he was in his fifties, but he was still a young man in the church. Sacred power has a very special effect, it can delay people's aging, and the higher the cultivation, the longer they can live. The cardinals and ascetics in the Church counted their ages on the basis of 100 years old, and some even lived to be over 140 years old.

Facing a long road of life, in his forties, he has just begun.

The older generation was smiling, and Lucius's experience was not surprising to them, and there was nothing new about it. They have lived for so long, what monkey has not played? But they kept silent and let Lucius continue, this is a kind of inheritance, a tradition, through communication to make each other more tacit.

In Lucius's theory, the Holy Force is regarded as a tool, and it is necessary to change the output of the Holy Force according to local conditions to achieve the most perfect effect. This is also forced out by this cosmic law, hundreds of years ago, who would still control their own holy power output? It must be the stronger the better, anyway, the used holy power can be cultivated back in two or three days. But right now, it often takes half a month or a month to make up for a high-level divine technique casually, so the limited use of holy power is a skill that everyone should master.

Lucius stepped back to applause and was replaced by two other bishops, who did not express their views on cultivation or faith, but put on a farce. Burlesque is similar to a sketch, with a simple and funny plot, and the audience is mobilized through exaggerated performances. These two performed very well, maybe they have been preparing for today for a year. When the performance ended, everyone responded with warm applause.

Archbishop Rodean said with emotion: "After so many years, the apostles have become more like human beings. ”

This exclamation is not untargeted, but has something to say.

Many years ago, none of the apostles looked like people. This is not a scandalization of the apostles, this is what was true at the time. The apostles have great power, have a position above the state power, and they are not smiling on weekdays, and they are all very serious. They disdain to communicate with ordinary people, their eyes are above the top, like the current ruling class of the Tuhrman Empire, but they are more cold than the nobles, they do not eat the fireworks of the world, and each apostle considers himself a servant of God.

It would be an insult to ask them to put on a show to please the crowd.

"Who's next?"

After a brief pause, Noah stood up.

Archbishop Rodian looked at him in surprise, how did he stand up? To talk about his experience, Noah is still in the learning stage, and he can't talk about his own unique experience. When it comes to performing programs, he has been spending his time on cultivation, and he has no time to prepare for the program.

What is he going to do?

Noah walked to the center of the square, pointed at Rosie, and said something surprising.

"I'm going to challenge you, Rosie!"

Herman, who was outside the court, laughed a few times, and glanced at Attila proudly, Noah's strength has grown extremely fast, even if he has slowed down the cultivation of the holy power recently and put more time and energy on the control of the holy power, he dares to say that Rosie is definitely not Noah's opponent.

Attila's face was indifferent, he didn't take Herman's provocation to heart at all, strength is not the whole of strength.

Rosie had a smile on her face, but there was a hint of displeasure in her eyes. He stood up with a smile, patted his buttocks, and walked slowly across from Noah, "Why are you challenging me?" ”

Noah grimaced, "Others have always said that you are the best in the new generation of the church, and I want to know the gap between us, so I can only use this method." He paused and looked around, "I want to prove to everyone that I am number one!"

The expression on Rodean's face was not very good, and Noah's unexpected move caught him off guard. Both Noah and Rossi were important strategic representatives of the church. Noah represents the revival of traditional power, and as the only confirmed Son for more than 300 years, his every move is no longer a personal impulse, but represents the most traditional power. Rosie, the leader of the reformists, is the most important member of the moment, and the path he has blazed on has proven that his thinking is incomparably correct.

These two people are the most important people in the church, but they are going to collide at this time, how can Rodean be happy?

No matter who wins, the other person will inevitably have some uncontrolled thoughts, or even deviations. Archbishop Rhodian was about to stop the fight, but Rossi took off his gloves and threw them on the ground behind him. He looked at Noah calmly, "I accept your challenge and let me teach you how to respect your predecessors." ”

Noah pouted, he was the Son! Who could teach him?

The ring of holy power on his ring finger flickered, and a pure white sword composed of holy power condensed in his hand. He raised his hand and pointed his pure white sword at Rossi.

Rosie shook his head, "You're not the only one who knows how to do this. ”

In an instant, an identical sword also appeared in Rossi's hand, and Rodean and some cardinals gasped as they noticed that there was also a ring of holy power on the ring finger of Rossi's right hand.

Oh my God, isn't he a pseudo-saint, how can his strength grow so fast?

These people definitely don't know that Rosie is hanging.

Just when he was able to use the Pure White Sword, a plus sign suddenly appeared behind this magic spell, and he invested a little attribute point in the spirit of trying, and as a result, a ring of holy power that only a few people could have was condensed on his ring finger.

Noah was also stunned, he looked at Rosie, who was about the same young as himself, and a crazy jealousy was tearing at his heart. With his sword in both hands, he slashed at Rossi with all his might.

Rossi toes a little and easily sideways to avoid the blow. On the contrary, it was Noah, who was too old to use his strength, and there was no room to stop, so he didn't have time to change his moves. Rosie kicked him in the ass, causing him to fall a doggy shit.

He got up from the ground, his eyes were red, and he approached Rossi and slashed.

"Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey when you were a child?

"Do you have eyes on your ass? I'm here, where are you going to cut it?"

"Are you mentally retarded?

"Idiot, didn't anyone teach you the right way to slash?"

Noah's attack was out of order, and it was useless to be hit by Rosie, the more he hit, the more anxious he became, and the more anxious he was, the easier it was to make mistakes, not only was he punched and kicked a few times by Rosie, but he was slapped in the face by Rosie.

Rosie staggered to avoid Noah's slash and jumped out of the attack range, he pouted, "Okay Noah, have you had enough? I'll go back when I've had enough." ”

Noah's undulating chest hid an imminent erupting volcano, his eyes penetrated, staring at Rosie, he felt unprecedented shame and provocation, and the only thought in his mind was to cut down this annoying guy in front of him.

He gasped for air, "Grandpa Herman is right, you're a nasty, despicable thing. If you have the ability, don't hide, if it's a man, you will fight me head-on!"

Rosie's pupils shrank, and he glanced at Herman, who was a little embarrassed, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Okay, this is what you said." ”