The closed door of the church opened, and a white figure appeared in the doorway.

He is a middle-aged man, wearing a white shirt and slacks, and his body stands straight, like a javelin, and his body is very imposing.

Passers-by glanced at it and unconsciously lowered their heads under the pressure of his aura.

Before, passers-by thought that the believers of God would also be like in the TV series, they should be dressed from beginning to end, and the uniform clothes may be basic exercises, and then there are rules for reciting prayers every morning, and then there may be some strange thoughts and behaviors, but then some people said that he has seen too much. Now believers don't ask for that much.

The believers of the gods in the sanctuary are actually no different from ordinary people, of course, except for a few people who don't seem to be very normal.

In front of you, it's one.

I don't see him, but I hear his name.

Regardless of whether it is a light believer or a dark believer, in fact, it is not visible from the clothing or demeanor, because there is no uniform clothing, and there is no symbol of the sun that symbolizes light and the symbol of the red moon that symbolizes darkness.

But the aura of some believers is too strong, and it only takes one glance to know that he is a believer of light.

I heard that the current leader of the dark believers is a girl who is a little evil, named Li Xiao, and the leader of the light believers is the person in front of him, and it is a coincidence that his surname is also Li, and they don't know what it is called.

The man's body is full of light and aura, and the pressure brought by the high-level gap is very heavy, and those ice blue eyes have no human emotion, like a powerful light cold weapon without self-awareness.

After the man left, passers-by breathed a sigh of relief, and the people of the church didn't seem to care about them coming over to rub the healing power.

「e… It really broke my inherent cognition, I thought that the light system *** would be the kind of old man with a tolerant and gentle temperament, and the light system aura was warm, but the light believers seemed to be like ice cubes, not very enthusiastic......" Passers-by couldn't help but sigh.

The old brother who watched the play before laughed when he heard it, "Then why don't you talk about the dark system, the impression of darkness is all bad, and as a result, the dark believers of others are not only in charge of healing like light, but also like to fight grievances and uphold justice."

"Mistaken for me!" Passers-by held back such a sentence, in the Western Fantasy, the Church of Light is dressed in the skin of light and justice but does disgusting things, the appearance is glamorous, but the interior is rotten, it is an organization that needs to be overthrown, and the Bishop of Light is even more big, all of them have human faces and beast hearts, and there are knives hidden in their smiles, and dark believers are not a good thing, spreading plague and sin, bringing disaster and destruction.

As a result, the reality slapped him in the face, and the Bright Sect disdained to greet people with a smile, and if they loved it, they believed it, and if they didn't believe it, they pulled it down. In addition to praying, people's biggest activities are to go to the police to report, like to solve crimes, arrest criminals, and maintain peace in the shelter;

And although the dark believers look a little evil, they are also good law-abiding citizens, they don't curse or like to hide in the ditch, and their main activities are to pray and fight with the light believers, and then run to the police station, and occasionally work part-time to earn extra money under the eyes of the dark, after all, believers also have to eat.

Both the light and dark cultists have healing abilities, but the light system is relatively mild, and the dark system is more irritable, and the combination of the two healing abilities has a wonderful effect.

And the light believers and the dark believers have one of the biggest things in common, they seem to be prone to a sense of justice. However, the slogan of the Light believers is different, the slogan of the Light believers is "Judge sin in the name of the sun", while the slogan of the dark believers is "Judge hatred with the oath of the moon"

Passers-by smiled, "The slogan is quite secondary, I don't know who thought it."

The theater watcher raised his eyebrows, "How did you attract so many hot-blooded teenagers with a strong sense of justice? In addition to the slogan, I heard that some light believers are also named white, and dark believers are called black, and the color code seems to be only available at the top level, which is really varied."

The conversation between the two did not lower their voices, and many people around them heard it, but most of them had quietly discussed it when the number of believers in the gods suddenly exploded, and now they heard that there was basically no reaction to these topics.

Outside the church is not an empty suburb, but rather a relatively busy street with a lot of people. Opposite the church there is a newly opened teahouse, which is self-ringing

After the environment gradually stabilized, the nature of the turbidity was discovered, and the unknown danger was gradually revealed, more and more people would come here to drink tea and play cards in order to relax their nerves, and occasionally experience the leisure life that had not changed in the previous world.

This is a good location by the window on the second floor of the teahouse, in addition to feeling the breeze bringing in the fresh air, you can also see the gradually bustling and lively street outside, and you can also have an unobstructed view of what is happening below, especially the church opposite, if you have the genetics and ability of the eyes, you can also capture the activities of the believers of the gods inside the church.

The water temperature of the teapot on the table was just right, there were two cups of brewed tea, Xinghe's fair-skinned and beautiful hand gently pushed open one of the cups of tea, took a sip elegantly, his face was delicate and beautiful, and his golden phoenix eyes looked at the sacred and majestic church through the window. And when he saw the bright believer with the word indifference written on his body walking out, the corners of Xinghe's mouth hooked.

While passers-by and theatergoers were discussing, a white figure walked up to Xinghe's side, and Xinghe looked at the visitor with a smile, "Please take a seat."

The person who came looked at the galaxy in silence, a pair of ice blue eyes were full of coldness, there was a kind of indifference carved into the stock, rejecting people thousands of miles away, but also like a sharp sword, even if he was full of bright breath, but the coldness on his body was also daunting.

It just so happened that at this moment, the passers-by downstairs and the theater watchers said the bells and whistles of white and black, the indifferent man was unmoved, but Xinghe smiled again, and his head moved like an invisible fox ear, Xinghe pushed the cup of brewed tea to the other side of the table, and slowed down his tone, "Taste, the good tea of human beings, mellow and sweet, not like the bitter tea that the judge needs to drink."

The indifferent man was stunned for a moment, his ice-blue eyes looked at Xinghe's golden eyes, and he sat down after a while, his calm voice was neither sad nor joyful, and he spit out words like a cold machine, "The taste is bitter but sweet."

"Are you really sure you'll be happy?" Xinghe continued to take a sip of what he said, "Good tea", and gave the man a somewhat old notebook, "My sincerity."

The man was silent for a long time again, with a slight struggle in his eyes, his hand pressed on the notebook, but he never opened it, Xinghe's eyes looked at him quietly, not missing any changes in his expression, but Xinghe did not urge the man, he was like an inevitable hunter, quietly waiting for the prey to take the initiative to follow him home, although it was obvious that he came to seek cooperation.

Without Xinghe's urging, the man stared at the cover of the notebook in his hand for a long time, like a machine with a broken link, and his breathing seemed to be broken, but in the end this indifferent machine was restarted, and he raised his hand and touched a piece of jade hanging around his neck, which was a ring-shaped peace buckle.

Because his body temperature is not high, this piece of jade is still cold, but the man's fingers seem to be burned, he closed his transparent and indifferent ice blue eyes, and when he finally opened his eyes, he already had the look that a human should have, and he opened the notebook.

"I promise you, Galaxy."