Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 1592

The demons that are supposed to exist in this world, no matter how distorted and evil their nature is, or how challenging people's three views are in terms of appearance, can find ways to eliminate them.

However, the greedy devil living in the bottom of the heart is invisible and eternal~

In the early morning of Qingming, the topic of "curse of blood" is unavoidably heavy, but it is necessary. I am afraid that the next disaster is not just a simple and clear situation of "the pretender kills", but two parties. The battle of beliefs and ideas.

Physical killing with a knife is nothing more than slashing with a wave of the hand, and the torture of the mind will make people feel worse than death, and even more completely collapse.

Especially under the premise of the "cockroach theory", how many hideouts of pretenders there will be in the dark corners of the cities in the continent of Arad is completely unknown, and it is very creepy to think about it.

"I compiled some information about what happened to Yuena last night. I will send it to Maya, Skadi, and Aska first, hoping to attract the attention of all countries and territories, including the Delos Empire." Ye Lin With some documents in hand, I didn't eat breakfast, so I went to the palaces of various countries first.

And in the face of this worldwide disaster, it is also necessary to remind the eldest princess first.

Perhaps, it is a justifiable opportunity~

"Although he has always been reliable at critical moments, this kind of ability to go in and out of other people's palaces casually and chat with other people's queens, tsk~" Feng Ying curled her lips and made a small teasing joke, with a lively and serious atmosphere.

In the 256th year of the Arad Continent, it had been three years since the Dark Jihad broke out. Many people didn't know that the seemingly long three years were actually just the beginning of a dark century that had just spread.

The glorious Perus Empire, which unified most of the mainland, was the main force against the pretenders. When they couldn't find a better way to distinguish the pretenders, they could only rely on the immature clergy system at that time.

As a result, in terms of the battle situation, it is natural to lose more and win less, and the border defense line is defeated again and again.

Saint Michel knew the authenticity, had a premonition that the war would last and be long, and that it might not end in a short time, so he personally went to the distant Xu Zu, and sincerely invited the mysterious but powerful exorcist to support the mainland.

Xu Zu shouldered the responsibility, formed the famous anti-magic group in later generations, and formed an alliance with the Perus Empire, which was able to stabilize the defeated situation.

The representatives of the exorcists at that time were Aslan, the exorcist who forgot, and the saint Xinye, the ancestor of Xinzang, who was proficient in using the power of the blue dragon.

Michelle's wisdom, courage, and tall personal charm are the eternal sacred light in the century-old jihad, which has inspired countless people's confidence and fighting spirit.

It was an era of darkness and richness, and the sun was not warm, but it was also an era of shining humanity and heroes.

And now the great saint Michel is missing, but the leader of this new generation seems to have been determined for a long time.

The girls looked at each other, shrugged, smiled knowingly, and ate.

Xiao Su was absent-mindedly sipping porridge, her ruby-like eyes were slightly complicated, and she always thought that the teacher was a pervert who should be imprisoned for three years... But as she spent more and more time in the continent of Arad, she gradually became more interested in this The metamorphosis gradually had a clearer understanding.

Apart from "scum", there are no other shortcomings.

It is no longer possible to just call the teacher a pervert, it should be called... a gentle beast?
"Ximan, didn't you write songs in Xuzu? How are you doing now?" Celia was holding a crispy and soft fried dough stick. After breakfast, she had to go to work later.

Ozma... don't interfere with your own business.

"Well, it's a little short of the last~ I'm really distressed." Pipiman shook her head helplessly. Her twin ponytails were longer than Mo Mei's. Colin squatting on his shoulders cooed a few times and touched it. .

No one wants to think about such a thing as Ka Sixu.

Around Kelinjie's grief and denial of God last night, there was a new topic at breakfast, which was discussed enthusiastically.

"As long as my power exists, my belief in God will not change." Meiweisi said calmly, everyone has different ways of believing in God, and the concept of loyalty will also be different.

In particular, what the Usir Order advocates is not benevolence, but balance, so the indignant questioning of Kelinjie, Kirsch and others is of no use to the Knights of the Dark Templar that have existed since ancient times.

The concepts of people are not the same, Mei Weisi only thinks that remarks are ridiculous, and wants to use Ushir's power to beat her up.

Tell her why God exists!

"By the way, Mintai, if it were you, how would you understand Kelinjie's words?" Celia asked curiously again.

The team will go to the Exile Mountain Range soon, which is closer to the Snowy Land of Ston. Mintai will also go home together at that time, and the road will be more convenient.

The Bantu tribe is a large group of three races. The Kuni tribe is petite but keenly inspired. They believe in the ice-hearted rabbit god "Kunilai" who has the ability to predict danger.

The Bantu tribe has a power system that is completely different from ordinary elemental magic, that is, wizards. They are very mysterious and powerful. Mintai is the best among them, and he is the most noble wizard.

"Among our Bantu people, the Tulusi people believe in the sacred cow and give us strength, the Walker people believe in the wolf god and give us courage, and the Kuni people believe in the Bingxin rabbit god and give us the ability to predict danger." Mintai nodded. With a snow-white chin, he recalled seriously: "The seniors in the family told me, don't doubt and question, God didn't give you anything, but think about what God has given you."

Stay full~Σ(°△°|||)︴

hiss~
Yuena helped her forehead, and looked at the power of God from a different angle, and unexpectedly got a completely different, brand-new appearance.

As expected of the best wizard of the Bantu tribe and a good student of the magic school, little Mintai has extraordinary wisdom and comprehension, and the future can be expected.

In fact, there are many ways to refute Kelinjie’s doubts and anger, but for those who urgently need the “Klinejieli Theory” to satisfy their excuses psychologically, they will become half blind and unable to see God. other gifts.

"I'm done eating. Xiaoyu and I will go back to the Great Church to check on Kelinjie's condition." Yuena cleaned up her tableware.

She knew that Sherlock had read the memories of Ke Linjie and the pureblood Di Moore, but the other party only told her about "Kazan" and nothing else. Her intuition told her that Sherlock hadn't confessed everything.

"Yellow-faced woman, I'll go with you too. I want to see where you work." Yimi Wu raised his left hand high and put down his chopsticks.

She and Youxia paid the rich woman the accommodation and food expenses (a few gold bricks), so they will stay in the manor until the New Year in Arad, that is, they will live under the same roof as the yellow-faced woman.

"It's the Cathedral of Remidia. Didn't you look at it when you were strolling these days? It's such a big building, and it's on the same street as the city hall."

Although they often quarrel with the short winter melon and have a black belly, but after all, there is really no deep hatred between them, and they gradually get used to it.

"I want to see how you work~" Yimi Wu was like a little devil with malicious intentions, wagging her invisible tail, even if Yuena didn't take it with her, she would still go.

Part of the daily expenses of the Priest Order comes from the support of the local government, donations from the public, and part of the "charges" of the Paladins.

As long as Mr. Ben Yimiwu threw a few "bricks" casually in the past, he would definitely be greeted by the priests with smiles and regarded as honored guests.

Maybe, Huanglian Po will be ordered by the archbishop to wash her feet respectfully.

"It's up to you, but you have to be honest in the Great Sept, because there are a few guys who have a bad temper."

Yuena, Xiaoyu, Yimiwu, and Youxia went to the great hall, and the next one after eating was meatballs, pushing the bowl on the table, and was about to rush to his laboratory.

"Hey, where are you running, come back!" Hiate pulled the meatballs back with a strong arm, "I washed the dishes and chopsticks, and cleaned up personal utensils by myself. This is the rule."

"Oh~~"

Wanzi has been beating and beating in the laboratory, and didn't go out to play much during the winter vacation. No one knew what he was doing, and everyone didn't understand magic.

Siyat was a little suspicious, and then imitated Yelin's method to refract the space, and gained insight into the situation of the laboratory. There is space magic inside, and the interior space is much larger than ordinary rooms.

Maruko is wearing special magic goggles and a wide uniform, trying to carry a heavy machine gun:

"Shadow Night Owl, come here and weld this Gatling machine gun to the position of the Frost Drilling Vehicle, Photoelectric Eel, move the shock grenade over here, it's a pity, Sister Kelly doesn't sell quantum bombs, and the Spirit Monster is also in the ancient library .”

　In the game and in the storybook, Michelle has been defined as the evil apostle by default, but the "Michelle in a pool of blood" with the background of the thinker has been eaten.

　　However, the cleavage event of the clergy is not obvious, but it seems to be moved after Ozma, that is, the civil war between the branch cathedral and the cathedral (probably will happen)

　　I'm going to set the background, Michelle is still a saint, not considered an apostle, it will be more dramatic.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)