I Am A Priest In The Otherworld

After Gallo opened the insight into the gods, he really found something strange. The surrounding area actually had a faint dark green aura, a familiar smell of a cult.

It didn't surprise him that the cultists would come to join in the excitement, but the breath was too weak to be traced back to the source, and Gallo wandered around the surrounding camp for a while, but still didn't find it.

It seems that the cultists who came this time are extraordinarily cunning!

"Hidden on the floater?"

Gallo looked up at the balloons floating in the sky, but still couldn't find any clues. Many magical methods were used on the floatship, which interfered with the insight magic and could not see the internal situation.

If you can knock them down...

A thought came to Gallo, but soon he shook his head again, denying the unrealistic idea.

It's not that I'm afraid of making a mistake...

But these balloons fly really high, his current magical skills except for the Holy Sword of Heaven's Punishment, the range is not that far, and the Holy Sword of Heaven's Punishment is very troublesome to release...

"What should I do now?"

Gallo suddenly felt very disturbed. These insidious and cunning cultists were lurking beside him, ready to do damage at any time, wondering what kind of conspiracy was brewing?

But I can't do anything...

What if you were tricked by them? What if the old bishop and the little milk cat were tricked by them?

"No, I can't hang around, I have to go back and write an anonymous letter and report to the three major sects!"

As Gallo said, he turned around and walked toward his camp.

As he was walking on the road, he couldn't help but glance at the huge beam of light, but forgot to release the insight magic first...

The old bishop specially warned him before that mortals should not look directly at the deity. Facing the beam of light, they must be in awe, not look directly, but look up, not to mention using divine insight to find out.

However, after seeing it all, nothing happened, that beam of light did not change in his eyes?

You must know that his insight magic is quite powerful. After turning it on, he can't help but illuminate at night, and he can also see many things that are invisible to the naked eye, such as the green aura on the cult members, and the pale white light on the clergy.

Even a dead object like a stone would have a dead gray in his eyes, indicating that the object was lifeless.

Therefore, the beam of light in front of him has not changed, making him unavoidably curious.

"Because the beam of light itself is a kind of divine art? After all, it was descended by the deity himself. According to the level of divine art, this should be considered a tenth-order divine art, right? It is the so-called miracle..."

"And my level of insight is not enough, so I can't see through it?"

While grumbling, Gallo returned to the camp and talked to the old bishop about his previous experience.

The old bishop was not surprised that there were cultists coming to mix this matter, he was even more surprised that Gallo dared to see the miracle.

"You saw the divine light, but you weren't punished?"

"Then did you hear any noise? Or what thoughts came out of your mind? What vigilance arose in your mind?"

The old bishop hurriedly asked.

"No, not at all."

Gallo answered truthfully, and then asked:

"Is there anything wrong?"

The old bishop shook his head:

"I don't know. You are the first person who is safe and sound after seeing the divine light. Other bold fanatics who dared to do this are dead..."

"So it is not clear whether this divine light is just a simple light as you guessed it..."

With that said, he got out of the tent, tried to bless himself with an insight magic, and carefully looked in the direction of the beam of light...

Immediately afterwards, I heard the old bishop scream:

"Oh oh oh oh!"

His eyes were flushed red by a dazzling white light, and tears couldn't help but flow down. If he hadn't closed his eyes in time, the consequences would be unthinkable...

"Did you lie to me before?"

The old bishop patted his face with several healing magic techniques, and then he was relieved, and asked angrily.

"You know, I never lie..."

As Gallo said, he blessed himself with insight magic, his eyes lit up like flashlights, and he looked at the beam of light in front of the old bishop.

"Look, nothing happened."

"How could this be?"

The old bishop couldn't help being startled, his eyebrows contemplated.

Why is this happening? Why is Gallo okay?

Is his insight magic more special? Or did the **** who descended the beam of light treat him differently?

No, it doesn't make sense...

The old bishop shook his head while thinking, looking very distressed.

Gallo couldn't bear to disturb his thoughts, idle and bored, so he pulled out the pen and paper from his luggage.

"Anyway, let's write an anonymous letter first..."

He quickly wrote a simple anonymous letter, reminding the three major orthodox churches that cultists have lurked in there, and emphasized that the other party might be hiding on the floating boat.

Then he gave the letter to the little milk cat.

One of the little milk cats grabbed the envelope in one bite, and under the protection of the four brothers, went to the big camp.

After the little milk cats sent the letter back and ate the dried fish rewarded by Gallo, the old bishop raised his head and said very seriously:

"This situation is very special. The miracle that happened this time may be different from the records in previous history."

"Could it be fake? Is it a trap of the evil god?"

Gallo quickly asked, since he was attacked by ‘desire’, he is now really afraid of this stuff.

"This is not enough, at least as far as I saw it, this is indeed a real miracle, a miracle that mortals should not look directly at..."

"What's more, there are three of my studies here...oh no, three big figures are sitting here, if it is the trap of the evil god, they will definitely find it."

The old bishop said seriously.

"Then why would I be okay if I watched it?"

Gallo followed.

"Maybe you are special, maybe your magic is very special..."

"Of course, it may also be that I am older and have bad eyes."

The old bishop explained ambiguously.

Gallo didn't delve into the matter either. He turned around and thought about how to get on the floating boats and pick out the cultists.

He couldn't help but look at Lilian Luo, who was still sleeping next to him...

But at this moment, there was a sudden clamor outside the tent.

Gallo got out and saw that the two groups were actually arguing. On one side, they were arguing under the banner of Pal, the **** of knowledge, and on the other, carrying the banner of Hati, the **** of light. The two parties were arguing over the camping area.

But what is strange is that they are actually fighting for the territory of the Miya sect?

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Sorry, Kavin was really stuck today. I squeezed this chapter for a few hours and deleted it several times...