The little pastor is taking care of the weirdness of divinity

Chapter 162
A brand new crack appeared between the mountains of meat. This crack was hundreds of meters long and opened right in front of Chabron.The tremor of the cracking earth almost knocked Chabron to the ground and rolled him into the crack.

Chabron lowered his head and looked at the chasm in front of him. Under the cliffs piled with pieces of meat, a hot bright red river was churning.

The pure voice like a silver bell echoed in Xia Bron's mind again:

"Are you here to merge with me? Little creature. You are really special! All other creatures are just big or small points of light. But you are different from them.

"You are standing among these dense spots of light. You are the only creature shrouded in the thick shadows of the night. You still have the breath of a mother. Come on, take this step, just like all other little creatures. , I want to hug you."

Can it see the [blasphemer] power in me?This perception is even stronger than the King of Kings.But, how come I have the aura of the great mother in me?Chamberlain thought.

"But I don't want to hug you." After learning that Roshan was not the divine entity of meatballs he saw on Earth in his previous life, Chabron had already decided to eradicate it.

Chabron first used the divine spell [God's Step] on himself that gave him the ability to levitate and fly.

Then, the blond boy clenched his fist, and only the shadow visible to Chabron himself condensed in his fist - this was the power of [The Blasphemer].

Seeing this, the new voice that Roshan came to Shabran was not a cry for mercy or an angry roar, but the curious cheers of an ignorant child:
"Wow, the rich shadow on your hands is so special."
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In the Khalid Kingdom of the Eastern Continent, there is an oasis center in the desert east of Sharjah City.

The desert is an endless stretch of sand and stones. There is no difference between the sand and stones on the left and the sand and stones on the right.But this oasis is like a lie, a green resistance of life against the barren salt-alkali land and broken sand.Looking from a distance, a row of date palm trees has become a landscape in the desert.

In the center of the oasis is a beautiful and huge tree house.The rhythm of nature itself and the craftsmanship of craftsmen are perfectly combined.It is hard to tell where is the uncanny workmanship of nature and where is the ingenuity of craftsmen.

This is Site No. 26 of [Pangloss Company] in the Kingdom of Khalid!
It's as if the No. 13 site of Hongbao, the capital of the Star Vault Kingdom and the thousand-story city, is in charge of the Church of the Ancient Light, one of [the company's] franchisees.Site 26 is operated jointly by the Druid Society [The Gatekeepers] and the official supernatural department of the Kingdom of Khalid.The professionals inside are mainly druids and rangers from the [Gatekeeper] association, as well as paladins and priests from the official department of the Kingdom of Khalid who believe in the Lord of Punishment.

[The Gatekeepers] is one of the five major druid societies in the world. They swore the oath of the ancient sages to guard the borders of reality and resist ancient evils and pollution from the lower world at the edge of civilization. They are also a supernatural organization that joined [Pangloss Company].

On this hot night, Murta, the site manager of Site 26, was correcting documents in his office without any sleepiness.This sixth-ring druid belonging to the [Gatekeeper] association has had a hard time adapting to the operation of the modern supernatural organization against the weird institutionalization, and is irritated by the busy official duties:
"What's going on lately? One thing after another.

"Alves, the paladin who was previously transferred to Site 13 in the capital of the Star Kingdom, said that it seems difficult to adapt to the ecology of the Order of Eternal Light. He is expected to be transferred back during this period, and I will have to handle the procedures.

"A strange red-haired girl said she was coming here to apply for a job as a field agent. After a little research, she found out that she was Anneway, the daughter of the oracle worshiped by the cult organization [Church Mechanicus Separatists]. Based on her combat capabilities, I think the site should be The position of steward was given to her.

"The Kingdom of God [Steel King's Court] exploded, and all site managers in the Eastern Continent had to write reports. Who came up with the idea?
"There is still no progress in the research on [Mask of Laughter]. It's time to apply for some information from other sites. Somaya hasn't come back either."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the office: "Is Uncle Murtha here? I am Somaya."

"Soumaya has arrived in the Kingdom of Khalid? Finally there is good news." Druid Murtagh stood up, opened the door, and let the girl in a black skirt come in.

Murtagh rubbed his red eyes from a sleepless night, scratched his slightly "sparse" head, forced a smile, and asked the girl named Somaya thoughtfully:
"How's it going? Is the voyage from the Southern Continent to the Eastern Continent going smoothly? Recently [4-01] the sahuagin troops controlling the Black Shark Prince have been plundering everywhere, and the Sea of ​​Mist has become increasingly dangerous. I've been I’m worried about what will happen to you.”

At this time, Somaya, who was wearing a beautiful black dress, nodded gently:
"The Sea Pearl I was aboard also encountered a sahuagin raiding party on the way - there were actually hundreds of sahuagin in this raiding party, including the particularly powerful sahuagin baron and chief. and the priestess."

Murtagh was shocked to hear this - especially when combined with the fact that "the girl Soumaya was now standing in front of him alive."

Murtagh understood the reason instantly and hurriedly said:
"In order to repel the sahuagin, you put on the [Laughing Mask]?"

Soumaya shook her head:

"No, I don't use the power of the mask. Every time I put on a mask, say things that go against my will, and act as a person with a different personality than myself, it makes me feel scared.

"On this trip to the Sea Pearl, there happened to be an older brother named Hilbert. He was a powerful mage from the Royal Academy of Magic in the Star. He mastered quite powerful magic, and he was able to repel the sahuagin attack."

Site Director Murtagh breathed a sigh of relief and thought:

Able to assist ordinary passenger ships in repelling a sahuagin raiding team of a hundred people and equipped with multiple elite combat forces, this young man named Hilbert is most likely a fifth- or even sixth-ring mage.After all, it is unlikely that he has not heard of the name of a more advanced seventh- or eighth-level mage - of course, it is also possible that one of the top mage has used a pseudonym.

Speaking of this, Druid Somaya opened his backpack and took out the clown mask——

This is a clown mask with rather abstract features, half black and half white.The black half of the face is a crying expression, with tears streaming down; while the white half of the face is full of smiles. This is not a peaceful smile, but an exaggerated sneer unique to mockers.

While taking out the mask, Somaya had the illusion that the mask was also staring at her.At that moment, the girl even suspected that Soumaya holding the mask and the mask itself both had eyes, noses and ears, so who was the real Soumaya?

"Uncle Murtagh, I brought this clown mask here as you said - although there is no way I can throw away this clown mask."

Murta took the mask, put it on the table, and turned to look out the window of the wooden house.On the horizon of the desert, the dawn has dispelled the darkness, and the newborn sun is rising.

The middle-aged site manager rubbed his bloodshot eyes:

"Oh, it's daybreak now. No, I have to sleep for a while even if it's daybreak. Nothing else can disturb me today!"

At this moment, there was a hasty knock on the door.

[Company] members outside the door hurriedly shouted:

"No! Manager, the Great Mother Goddess we have been monitoring - [4-01] Roshan has broken through the containment. Now Roshan has crossed the sea and landed at the port of Sharjah City!"

"Oh my god!" Murtagh sighed desperately, "Will that ball of flesh still move? I told you that it should be upgraded to a level 5 abnormality!"

The middle-aged site manager gathered his subordinates in the early morning light.Afterwards, Murta cast the six-ring [Wood Escape Technique], lightly touched the wall of the tree house, and converted the tree into a portal, connecting it to another tree at the port.An emerald portal takes shape on the wall of the treehouse.

Murtagh, the steward, put his hand on Somaya's shoulder beside him and said sincerely:

"Perhaps, you will need to put on a mocking mask and play [Him] later.

"There's an entire city or even half a country that needs you to save, Soumaya."

The girl in a black dress said nothing. She turned her head and looked at the clown mask on the table.The smiling white side of the mask happened to be facing me, as if it was laughing sarcastically at me.

Soumaya wore a mask and followed a group of paladins, priests and druids from Site 26 into the emerald green light curtain.

As warm emerald light bathed Somaya's body, the girl in the black dress put on a mask and imagined herself transformed into someone else.

She tried to play him, imagining how she would think, speak, and act if she were a trick god.

The warm emerald light disappeared, the stench hit his face, and the roars of mutants and the shouts of the people on the street could not be heard.

They have arrived at the port of Mopol in the city of Sharjah in the Kingdom of Khalid!

Site manager Murtagh looked back, and there was no Somaya behind him.

There was just a clown wearing a half-crying, half-laughing mask and a black tuxedo. This clown was exactly the same height as Somaya, only reaching Murtagh's waist.

The little clown bowed to Mulka in a funny gesture:
"As Somaya, I'm grateful for your care. Speaking of which, don't you druids have any means of hair growth?"

Murtagh couldn't help but touched his sparse hair head. He didn't answer, but sincerely requested:

"Please take action to deal with [4-01] Roshan. I'm sorry to trouble you, the god of trickery and deception!"

The incarnation of the laughing clown immediately looked at the huge mountains made of bright red flesh and blood on the seaside, laughed out loud, and said:

"I can feel that there are one or two very interesting people in this port, as well as things that I am familiar with. Maybe there are some old acquaintances of mine... I really want to visit..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the incarnation of the laughing clown rose into the air and flew towards the huge mountain of flesh.

(End of this chapter)