"What a great place."

Looking at the inconspicuous dilapidated church in the corner in the distance, Lynn said in a low voice: "I'm afraid that the goddess of Xinghui herself didn't even think that the church dedicated to herself has become a gathering place for believers of other gods at this moment. ”

“......”

Abner on one side did not speak.

It's not that he doesn't want to say it, if he can, he would really like to tout his faith and belittle other gods now, but unfortunately, he is locked by an inexplicable qi machine, not to mention the sound, even the stride of walking, is in the arrangement of that qi machine.

Of course, Lynn didn't expect Abner to give a shocking answer.

After evaluating the location of the church, he quietly hid in the shadows, observing the figures wandering in the night.

Those who are destined for churches are not badly vigilant, mostly acting individually, and always paying attention to their surroundings, observing where anything is unusual.

If there is, they will inevitably flee in all directions like frightened birds.

However, despite their high vigilance, they still found no trace of Lynn - the people given to Lynn by Count Blazer were all lurking masters.

After observing for a moment, Lynn asked Abner, "It seems that these people are all from a good family?" ”

Most of the people he has seen so far are dressed in a modest but not ordinary way, and both men and women must have watches or jewelry on their bodies.

Ordinary families don't have the time to fix these things.

Abner shook his head, opened his mouth, and suddenly realized that he could speak, and replied, "No." ”

"It's just a bunch of ordinary people."

When he said this, Abner had a clear mockery in his eyes, and it was clear that he had great contempt for the identity of those people.

Lynn wasn't surprised, either.

The "old aristocracy" was like this, they had a clear chain of contempt between classes, and they considered themselves to be at the top of the chain of contempt, looking down proudly on the strata below, while rejecting all outsiders who wanted to squeeze in.

Instead of asking some boring words such as "why do you want to mess around with them", Lynn frowned and asked, "Since they are ordinary people, why are they .......?"

"Why are you so rich?" Abner shrugged, "Develop a side hustle." ”

"In our order, those who have the most shallow understanding of the doctrine can easily arouse the desires of ordinary people, the difference is only in the amount or less."

"Because of this, some sales promotion business is very suitable for them to do."

"For example, peddling highly addictive forbidden drugs, luring impulsive people into buying lethal alchemical weapons, and .......," he said, pointing to a figure in the distance walking towards the church with a sack, "human trafficking." ”

"Although most of the money was handed over in exchange for their own safety, even the remaining part was enough for them to develop their vanity and gluttony."

Listening to Abner's words, Lynn's brow furrowed more and more.

In fact, from the very beginning, the barrage told him that all the people in the Rose Association are the existence of a lost conscience, and now it seems that the barrage is wrong.

Where are these people?

It's a brute!

Shaking her head, Lynn took a deep breath.

"You go over first."

Abner was slightly stunned: "You let me go?" ”

Lynn said lightly: "If there is a shortage of people, they may be suspicious and move the location....... I don't want to waste my time, so I have to go the extra mile. ”

“......”

Abner wanted to say, aren't you afraid that I will run away or call someone to cut you?

But he thought about it again.

Although the little guy in front of him is young, judging from his previous actions, he doesn't look like a person who can't think of such a simple point.

If I really dare to have such thoughts, I'm afraid that I won't be able to enter that door.

Sighing slightly, Abner nodded and stepped away from the shadows.

“......”

Lynn stood still, quietly watching Abner's figure slowly fade away, without making a move.

He kept watching, watching the door of the church that covered sin slowly close, his brown eyes were unwavering, and his eyes were calm, as if an unrelated person was passing by a funeral somewhere, and inadvertently glanced at the main character.......

- An urn with a lid on.

.......

When the last man arrived, the priest finally turned around and changed from facing the idol to facing the congregation.

Looking around the quiet hall, he didn't say much, just picked up a book.

"My Lord, your children are here today in silence and prayer, with praise and thanks and anticipation, looking forward to your coming."

"I praise Thee with my heart and truth, and I desire Thy grace and counsel to protect us from the greatest voice of the Lord, and look forward to welcoming Thee with the greatest cry."

"My Lord be with us."

The priest read the last verse and suddenly let go of his hand.

The moment his hand left the text, the book did not hit the ground, but flew higher until it was about to touch the ceiling.

At the moment when the book really stopped, the statue of the goddess Starlight behind the priest suddenly bloomed with a dazzling white light.

The white light swept through the audience, causing everyone present to close their eyes, and when they opened their eyes again, the statue of the goddess Starlight suddenly changed.

The statue that was originally white was now a strange scarlet as a whole, and in it, subtle black marks began to spread from the soles of its feet, and in a moment they were all over the body, like some kind of strange blood vessels.

The priest turned slowly, looked at the statue with a strange smile, and nodded without leaving a trace.

It is impossible to call upon a sleeping deity in the power of humanity itself, even if they have a strong faith.

But no matter how strong the belief is, it is useless if people can't see it.

Therefore, it is necessary to use external means to disrupt the eternal dream a little first.

At that time, if you use faith as an anchor and build bridges, you will be more likely to succeed.

The priest spread his arms and muttered indistinct phrases.

At the same time, all kinds of dark purple runes suddenly began to emerge from every wall, every floor, and every corner of the church, and along with the runes, there were several stumps.

They are attached to the gods according to their own form, accompanied by the chanting tone of the priest.

And the moment they touched the idol, they suddenly turned into blood and water, seeping into the strange blood vessels inside the idol from various cracks.

Soon, every inch of black in the veins was banished, and deep scarlet took their place.

However, this seemingly normal situation made the priest's tone more and more urgent, and his originally calm face also changed at this moment.

The priest calmed his tone, his eyes drooping slightly, his brow furrowed.

What's going on?

What the hell is going on?

Why is the most important thing, about the soul of the Dominant, immobile?

Why?!

Is it because there is not enough time for cultivation?

No! No! And that's not all!

That domination doesn't seem to be attracted at all, and the degree of lying flat is like .......

- Fundamentally suppressed by a more powerful kind!

“！”

The priest's eyes snapped open.