"Believers in the god of agriculture get out. ”

"The followers of the god of cool officials have left Burgunchester. ”

"Death to the lackeys of the god of agriculture. ”

"The thugs of the god of cool officials do not deserve to live in this world. ”

“......”

Tens of thousands of people shouted slogans and fought at the entrance of the temple.

On the one hand, they are devout followers of the god of cool officials, who have received the 'will of God' to expel the belief of evil gods from the kingdom of Strade, and on the other hand, they are attracted by the slogan of "believing in the god of agriculture and not paying taxes", and they want to live, want to no longer pay harsh taxes, and want to fight for a future.

Both sides burst out with amazing combat power, and for a time they were evenly matched.

The guards who rushed to the 'battlefield' intervened and tried to stop it, but it soon turned into a bubble in the tide and was completely swallowed up by the crowd.

Looking at the scene of the 'group shelf' outside, the bishop standing inside the Cool Officials Temple's face sank.

His original plan was to let the believers shout the slogan of expulsion of the agricultural church, and then let the nobles give an order, and finally the cool official church would follow the public opinion, so that the root cause was on the believers, and according to the continental convention, the gods could not arbitrarily punish the believers of other gods, but as a result, a good 'expulsion of the agricultural church' public opinion meeting turned into a fight between the two believers?

The agricultural church had long been aware of their plan, so it had made targeted arrangements early? The bishop had one thought after another flashing through his mind, and his expression became more and more gloomy.

As the thought went to him, he turned around and instructed the pastor beside him,

"Inform our people and let them order the expulsion of the agricultural church. ”

"Also, perform a ceremony to bring those adults out of hell. ”

After receiving the news from the Cool Officials Temple, the nobles in the City Lord's Mansion were full of anxiety, although the meaning of the Cool Officials Temple was just to let them give an order, and then leave everything to the Cool Officials Temple to do, but the problem was that this order would offend the Agricultural Church.

The agricultural church is the church of God, and as long as the god of agriculture does not die, the agricultural church will exist forever.

If you offend such a behemoth, you can't kill them directly, and maybe at some point, a spellcaster will pass by and see them unpleasantly, and throw a meteor shower.

The Earl of Moore stood on the tall building and looked at the 'farce' outside, and casually said to the butler who followed him, "Protect the castle, and then expel the agricultural church on the grounds of public opinion." ”

"I'm afraid not. ”

Hearing a familiar voice say no to himself, Earl Moore frowned slightly, and he turned his head to look over, but his heart skipped a beat when he saw his butler.

The butler still looks like the same butler, but he feels like a different person to him.

"Hello, my name is Harry Taylor, a spellcaster under the command of the god of agriculture. "The 'butler' lowered his hand and said lightly.

The people of the Agrarian Church?Want to deal with me in advance because they found out that I was colluding with the Cool Priest Temple against them??Count Moore's spirit suddenly tensed, and the index and middle fingers of his left hand touched the ring on the thumb of his right hand, and with a gentle stroke, he triggered the magic engraved on it, the Finger of Death.

The Finger of Death, i.e., Death Magic, has a chance that the person hit by the Death Finger will die instantly, and the higher the resistance to instant death, the lower the chance of triggering, and conversely, the lower the resistance to instant death, the higher the chance of triggering.

The gray light fell on Harry Taylor's body, and the next moment it disappeared without a trace.

Immediately afterward, he saw the person in front of him laughing,

"Hehe, play instant death magic in front of me......"

In the next moment, he saw the same gray light fall on his body, and in an instant, his eyes went dark.

......

"Praise be to you;

"The tenth king of the nine hells;

"The Forsaken King of the Demon Pit;

"The patron of the cruel officials!"

In the Temple of the Cool Officials, several priests collectively prostrated themselves in front of the huge throne and prayed sincerely, and the tops of several stone pillars erected in front of the throne suddenly burned with dark blue flames.

The faint blue flame was obviously fire, but it gave people a cold feeling, like condensed ice, exuding a white chill to the outside.

In a few moments, the cold air filled the entire temple.

In the temple, the body of the priest of the god of cool officials suddenly became cold, and even his blood seemed to be frozen.

Feeling this, the voices of these priests became louder and louder.

Soon, the cold air gathered into several demons with blue and white complexions and horns on their heads.

But just as they were about to emerge from the main plane, an old man suddenly appeared in the Cool Priest Temple.

Seeing this old man appear, the bishop of the temple, who was praying in a low voice, instinctively made a vigilance, and at the same time released the ability in his bloodline, sensing the occupation and rank of the old man in front of him.

The next moment, his eyes suddenly widened, and an incredible answer appeared in his mind

Professional magician

Level 57

Level 57?This is impossible, the upper limit of the career level of the profession is level 40, how can there be a level 57 professional, there must be something wrong with my perception...... The bishop's mind turned, his mouth slightly open, and he screamed.

"Ah~~"

The entire temple suddenly lit up, and a white barrier stopped in front of the old man.

The blood transplanted in his body came from the Apostle of Light and Darkness, a branch of the Heavenly Angels, because he patrolled the Seven Heavenly Mountains and the Nine Layers of Hell all year round, and had the power to control both light and darkness.

Then, the bishop stretched out his hand and grabbed the old man in the air, and two innate spells belonging to the Apostles of Light and Darkness were released.

"Anti-Magic Field" and "Life Drain".

The former causes confusion among the elements in the area, disrupting the spell cast by the caster to a certain extent, increasing the chance of the target failing to cast a spell.

The latter drains the target's life, draining him and making him weak.

"Blood transplant. The old man sighed,

"Hundreds of thousands of years ago, I discovered that transplanting the bloodlines of other creatures into human beings gave them the ability to cast spell-like spells from that creature. ”

"However, I soon discovered that after transplanting the bloodline, the human will certainly enhance his ability to cast spells, but when the transplanter begins to advance to the legend, the bloodline transplanted into the body will limit the human's legendary journey, greatly increasing the difficulty of his advanced legend. ”

"In addition to this, there is a flaw to blood transplantation. ”

Syllable......

The old man snapped his fingers, and a pair of gray wings suddenly grew from behind the bishop, and then gray feathers grew from the bishop who had turned into an 'angel'.

In the blink of an eye, the bishop turned into a feathered man made of feathers, and then collapsed into a pile of feathers.

"That's out of control. ”

"The original bloodline and the transplanted bloodline will have a violent conflict after a certain condition is met, which will lead to a loss of control and then complete collapse. ”

After doing this, he tugged at the dark pointed hat on top of his head, smiled at the demons who were teleporting from hell, and said, "The High Ice Devil from Stegia, the fifth of the nine layers of hell, please say hello to your monarch, Prince Levistus, on my behalf. ”

"No, I'll go to Hell and say hello to it myself. ”

"I might want to borrow your teleportation channel, though. ”

He snapped his fingers again, and all sorts of strange hairs grew on the priests who were prostrate in front of the huge throne.

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