(Thank you for the "blowing glasses" tip, thank you here!)

"Gerald, it's great to have never imagined to see you in the holy city of Eton. Wang Qinian found a familiar name from Frank's memory, this person was from Frank's hometown.

Gerald was talking to a priest, and when he turned around, he looked at Wang Qinian, "You are, you are Frank!" he exclaimed.

"It's me, what are you doing in the Holy City?" In fact, Wang Qinian knew very well, Frank's memory was a little vague, but Wang Qinian knew at a glance, knowing that Gerald was a caretaker in St. John's Cathedral, guarding those heretics in the underground prison, and also knowing that these guards were insatiable, as Frank couldn't look down on this kind of behavior, but Wang Qinian was very happy, afraid that they were not greedy.

The priest turned to Wang Qinian and said, "I am Gerald's boss, Yves Gibran, and it is a pleasure to meet you, Frank, Gerald's work in the Holy City is dangerous, working in the ideological reformary of St. John's Church, dealing with some people who have gone astray, channeling the holy will of the Lord, transforming them, what is your occupation?"

Prison is prison, but what kind of ideological reformatory is declared to the outside world, Wang Qinian sneered in his heart, but on the surface he looked pious: "What a great and hard work, to deal with those who have gone astray, I think it should be purified, so that the greatness of the Lord will be revealed, and the people of the world will be shocked, so as to convert to the right path of the Lord, I am an ascetic, and I come to the Holy City to worship." ”

When Gibran heard this, he was relieved. The ascetics are a group of persistent fanatical believers, they have no mercy for heresy, they don't know how to enjoy it at all, but their behavior is sought after by believers, sometimes they have a lot of money, they usually donate it to the church, I don't know if they have money on him, don't look at how they dress, they are bent on pursuing God's grace.

Gibran's every move had already been expected by Wang Qinian, and his eyes lit up. Smile slightly. Wang Qinian said: "When I came to the Holy City this time, you know that we ascetics do not need the wealth of the world, and as a result, we have received strong support from the believers. I am going to donate this money to a church in the Holy City. Churches are currently being inspected. ”

As soon as this remark came out. Gibran's eyes immediately lit up, and he said, "Why don't you donate it to our ideological reformitaries." ”

"No, I didn't see the Ideological Reformator. Moreover, for heresy, they should all go to hell, how can the wealth of the believers be squandered on them!"

"Not to squander them, but to intensify their punishment, and if you do not believe, go and see. ”

"Really?" Wang Qinian's eyes lit up and he said with some hesitation.

"Of course it's true, I shouldn't be on duty today, or will you come and see it tomorrow?"

Wang Qinian seemed to think for a while, Gibran was thinking about how to get this money into his pocket, hurriedly assured him, and said: "You don't believe me, you don't believe Gerald?"

"Well, tomorrow will be tomorrow, the holy city is worthy of being a holy city, and the people here are truly pious in their faith, and it is simply the heavenly kingdom of the Lord on earth. Wang Qinian said, goodbye to the two, he did not invite guests and gifts, because his identity determined that he could not do that, who told him to become an ascetic, he continued to wander around the various churches, and also went to the periphery of the Pope's palace for a long time, as an ascetic, a pilgrim, came to worship outside the Pope's palace, it is a very natural phenomenon, and several people worship here, they also visit the main hall, the magnificent summer palace, formerly known as the pagan Pantheon, Wang Qinian is very pious on the surface, but accidentally caused some slight reactions in the divine magic arrays everywhere, this is normal, so many worshippers, accidentally will always cause some phenomena。

The people who manage the palace have long been accustomed to it, but they didn't find out that the number of times it was triggered today is a bit too much, which is also something in Frank's memory, through guò This kind of Cheng dù temptation, Wang Qinian generally knows the layout of the magic array, and also sees clearly the situation of the guards in the Pope's Palace, for the location of the inner library, the guards are not as strict as imagined, which is good news for Wang Qinian.

In fact, since the establishment of Eton, no one has ever hit the idea of the Pope's Palace, at the beginning of the founding of the Church, more attention was paid to the personal safety of the Pope, but the Pope is also a demigod-level master, there are almost no opponents in the world, the early palace is very simple, and there is not much valuable things, and later with the rise of the Founding Bishop, although the wealth continues to increase, but the Founding Bishop has also become a behemoth, there are almost no masters to fight its idea, those chickens and dogs thieves can not even enter the Holy City, invisibly, forming a slack wind.

Wang Qinian returned to the hostel, and ordered, as long as a glass of water, a piece of black bread, to send the waiter into the room, the innkeeper was very reluctant, but on the surface did not dare to have any expression, knowing that this is an ascetic, it is good to be able to ask for a glass of water and a piece of bread, and even some ascetics can not eat for a few days, as long as a glass of water, many ascetics are very rich, but dedicated to God, the innkeeper can not make much money at all, but because in the holy city, he has to greet him with a smile.

Wang Qinian waved his hand, the waiter put down the water and bread, and went out with the door, Wang Qinian slowly ate the black bread, as if it was a delicacy in the world, his every move was what an ascetic should do, after eating, he called the waiter, took out the cup and plate, and then closed the door, and began to pray, he was surprised to find that there was actually a holy light around him, as if he was a saint.

What is going on, he observed carefully, and found that the holy light actually happened from outside his soul, and he understood that although Frank was dead, and his soul had turned into a garment on Wang Qinian's soul, but how many years of instinct triggered the holy light, he somewhat understood that most of the so-called divine grace in the world was due to himself, and God was afraid that he would not notice these ant-like lives at all.

He began to reflect on his behavior, although he didn't take God seriously, he still gained a lot of faith, he just wanted Xiaoshuang to sow some seeds of power, and the goblins' magic, to put it bluntly, is completely the credit of the goblins themselves, if they really do a qiē, it is just to open up the kingdom of God, with the goblin soul a home, that is their faith, they have not done anything, they are doing nothing.

The holy light drilled into the body and penetrated the outer layer, Wang Qinian felt a tingling pain, and quickly stopped, in essence, he was a lich, and the way of using the Creator Bishop was completely self-inflicted, with these holy lights was enough, Wang Qinian was careful to shrink his soul well, and formed an isolation layer for a part of the other soul, and most of that soul was buried in Taijing Mountain as coordinates.

The Pope did not deliberately scan the city to see the various lights in the holy city during the prayer, and he was so satisfied that he ended his prayers and began to rest.

Wang Qinian thought about it, began to take out the alchemy explosives from the ring, assembled a few small bombs, and put the bombs away, he didn't use magic, because magic fluctuates, these bombs have a timing device, but they didn't start.

The Divine Array has nodes, which is the same as the Magic Array, if a dynamite explodes at the node, the Divine Array will collapse, but this must be done inside the Divine Array.

Wang Qinian meant to create chaos in the prison of St. John's Church, when he sneaked into the inner treasury to steal the Holy Light, if there was a riot in the St. John's Underground Prison, then most of the eyes would be drawn there, and Wang Qinian would have enough time to steal the Holy Light.

Wang Qinian did this and decided to take a risk to go to the Papal Palace, although he went to it during the day, the structure in the inner library was still not clear, at least to figure out the internal structure, but he would not go by himself, it would be too dangerous.

He smiled slightly, two small flying insects flew over, Wang Qinian attached a trace of spirit to it, and opened the window, the grass and trees of the holy city of Eton were just about to sprout, and the insects had not yet come out.

Two small flying insects flew into the Pope's Palace along the path of the day, the guards didn't expect that someone could actually control the insects, and carefully avoided the magic array along the way, the door of the inner library was closed, and the two small insects entered it along the crack in the door, the space in the library was very large, all kinds of precious magic materials, and at the same time, there were a variety of magic materials, and the foundation of the Holy Court was really extraordinary.

Small insects are flying in the huge space, piles of materials are classified and stored, and there are finished products stored on the shelves, Wang Qinian saw a simple crown made of leaves, which is woven by the branches of the Heavenly Thorn Tree, which contains earth-shattering power, no less than an artifact, how have you not heard of it, this crown of thorns should be an artifact, Wang Qinian just approached, suddenly lightning flashed on it, surprised, quickly flew away, carefully searched in his mind, remembered, this is not the artifact of the bishop, but a pagan artifact, this sect did not even have a name, believe in divine fire and thunder, the legend is that the crown of thorns is the artifact of this religion, people only know this legend, Thinking that it was made up by people, I didn't expect to see the crown of thorns here, Wang Qinian sighed, there are many sects like this, all of which have been buried by history.

As soon as the little insects flew away, the guards guarding the inner library heard the sound, and heard the footsteps, which had appeared in front of the crown of thorns, and the crown of thorns still had a faint electric light flickering, the guards glanced at each other, and looked around vigilantly, still not at ease, with a mirror-like magic item, emitted a faint white light, sweeping around, Wang Qinian hurriedly ordered two small insects to fly to the back of a piece of armor and stop on it.

After sweeping it several times, he didn't find a trace of abnormality, the guard left, but Wang Qinian didn't come out immediately, after a long time, he heard footsteps again, and a guard appeared again, and saw that there was nothing abnormal, so he left with confidence.

Wang Qinian came out at this time, and finally found the holy light essence in a corner. (To be continued......)