The little pastor is taking care of the weirdness of divinity

Chapter 160: The Pilgrim Who Returned the Power of His Past Life (Thanks to the savior of infinite vitality, blue sky and distant place for the reward)
At the same time, somewhere on the edge of the port, in a dazzling fog of teleportation light, several figures walked out.

The leader is none other than the Priest of Light, Shabron!
Fortunately, I didn't miss it too much.Chamberlain thought.

As a [Magic Domain] priest, he simulated and mastered the mage's [Teleportation Technique] in the form of divine magic as a means of long-range mobility.

Although the fifth-ring [Teleportation Technique] has an extremely long teleportation distance, it has a fatal flaw that the landing point will shift.When Chabron left the port before, he deliberately picked up a stone as a "teleportation positioning beacon" in mysticism to maintain the accuracy of teleportation.Therefore, the landing position of the fifth ring [Teleportation Technique] did not deviate too much, and it did not allow them to teleport into the sea.

When the mist of teleportation light dissipated, Xia Bron looked at the target in the sea, which was as huge as a mountain——

The great mother’s evil, Roshan!

[The Blasphemer]'s invisible power is gathering in his hands.

After completing the transmission, everyone looked towards the sea.

The sea was no longer visible, and all that could be seen were red mountains.

Roshan absorbed the sea water, getting taller and bigger.Its movement toward the port created a monstrous wave that capsized nearby ships.The waves crashed on the land, and some poor civilians were washed away by the sea.A huge piece of meat stuck to the shore, and the stench was so smoky that people couldn't open their eyes.

The people who called Roshan also came, and there were many things on them that did not belong to them. Some of them had two heads, and some had tails on their bellies.These thousands of mutants were like tumbling ocean currents, rushing towards Roshan.

The mutated people chanted hymns in praise of Roshan and their mother, and came to return their flesh.They scrambled to climb to the top of the meat mountain, preparing to become one with the mountain.From a distance, it looks like thousands of densely packed ants licking the delicious meat.

For the first time in their centuries of life, Elf Archer Shava Liaton and Uncle Elf Samir Nightbreeze saw such a terrifying scene.

Even Michelle, a member of the [Company] who is an artificer, couldn't help but tremble when faced with such a scene. The disgusting strong stench made the brown-haired girl couldn't help but cover her mouth and nose. His big orange eyes were filled with tears.

"Sister Anneway, brother Xia... Hilbert, since we teleported near the port, there should be a way to reduce the scope of the disaster."

Michelle asked Anneway in front of her. She originally wanted to say "it should be possible to neutralize or contain this anomaly", but she felt that this task was a bit difficult for them, so she changed her words to "reduce the scope of the disaster."

In front of Michelle, the red-haired witch Anneve stood still, with her arms crossed in front of her chest, her fiery red hair fluttering in the wind.The spirit contract girl didn't seem to smell the pungent smell, nor saw this horrifying scene, Mount Tai collapsed in front of her eyes without changing her expression.

Chabran, who was also as calm as ever, approached Anniewei's ear and whispered:

"Annieway, have you noticed that this lump of flesh is very similar to an abnormal item we saw in the previous life. The nameless divine entity sealed in the sea!"

Anneway turned her face, nodded slightly, and lowered her voice:

"Yes. Although the size of the one in the previous life was much smaller, the status seemed to be higher. Do you think they are related?"

"On Earth, that ball of flesh seems to know part of the truth about time travel." Chabron replied, "I will tell you more details after this matter is resolved."

As soon as the words fell, Chabran ran towards the sea and Roshan!

The sun was rising over the distant horizon, and the dawn light illuminated his back.

Together with thousands of mutants who were pilgrims, Chabron ran towards the huge piece of meat.Next to the young priest, a woman with three heads and four arms happened to be running alongside him. The three identical heads sang the name of Roshan loudly in different tones.

Some mutants discovered that the person traveling with them was an ugly ordinary person who had not been baptized by the mountain of flesh, so they pounced on Chabron.Chabron dodged easily, and while running, he used a dagger as black as ink to draw mysterious symbols representing "change" in the air.
——This is the fourth-level [Transformation] of [Betrayer's Fang] once a day.

The genuine [Transformation] can also transform into some weaker supernatural creatures, but the [Transformation] attached to the trick dagger [Betrayer's Fang] is limited to transforming into ordinary animals without extraordinary elements.Of course, ancient dinosaurs undoubtedly belonged to the ranks of ordinary animals!

By making reasonable use of transformation spells, spellcasters can fight melee, fly, escape to the ground, enter the sea, and even call upon monsters' unique special abilities, using the abilities of various monsters as their own spell list.

Suddenly, Xia Bron's body expanded into a Fengshen pterosaur!The old overlord of the sky spread his wings and flew towards the towering, wriggling mountain of flesh at the junction of the sea and the land.

Seeing her cousin rushing towards the Mountain of Evil Meat without hesitation, Anneway understood instantly——

Even in this world, Chabran still retained that innate ability.

Without anyone noticing, Anneway clenched her red lips with her white teeth.The red-haired witch ignored the disgusting pungent stench in the air, took a deep breath and then let it out, as if she had experienced centuries in [Time Sequence].

Nemo was stunned for a moment when he saw Chabron rushing toward the bright red mountain of meat in the glow of dawn.

He immediately turned on the [Rage] state and rushed towards the blood-red meat mountain on the coast.

"Since Hilbert is here, I can't run away." Nemo also roared.

The speeding Nemo was like a sprinting cheetah, dragging a series of uncaptured afterimages on his retinas so fast.

The barbarian's [Strode]! ——
The entrance to the Temple of the Lord of Punishment, which is less than one kilometer away from the port.

The fleeing refugees crowded in front of the temple, scrambling to get into the temple.

"Let me in! Let me in!"

"My wife is still pregnant, please let us in."

"Mr. Pastor, you must save us."

In the temple, several priests and paladins hurriedly looked out the window, at the mountains made of flesh and blood, and at the ocean composed of countless mutated monsters near the dock. Their expressions changed drastically, and they looked at each other in shock.

The bishop of the temple, a disciplinary lord priest who was nearly 60 years old, looked at the chaotic situation and calmed everyone down.

The bishop knew very well that with the current combat power in the temple, it could only barely protect the temple from being attacked by the mutated monsters, and could do nothing to solve the evil meat mountain.

Faced with this situation, the weak priest let out a long breath, tapped his forehead and chest with his hands in turn, bent down, and looked devoutly and firmly:
"Lord, you are the king of sand, the son of wind, and the enemy of sin. If you, far away in the Kingdom of God, can hear the cry of this city, please save your people..."

In his slightly cloudy pupils, there is a reflection of the wriggling meat mountain outside the window——the abomination of this great mother is landing from the intersection of sea and land.

Behind him, the people who poured into the temple also bowed down one after another, praying with all their strength, praying for the benevolence, might and courage of this God of justice.

Inside the temple, prayers were heard one after another; outside the temple, there were endless screams...

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