I Am A Priest In The Otherworld

In Gallo’s mind, the senior brother is undoubtedly tall and stalwart. He is eight feet tall, his face is like cinnabar, his eyes are like copper bells, his mouth is like a bowl of blood, he can stand on his fists, he can run horses on his arms, and beat a cow with one punch. , A little milk cat...

In short, it is the image of a man standing upright, and he is working hard in his direction.

Because he remembered his brother again, Gallo froze for a while before coming back to his senses, continuing to talk about the previous topic:

"It turns out that this magical technique was modified from Tier 8. No wonder it's so troublesome..."

"But who did it? What did the original version look like?"

After hearing this, Misseran recalled the statement made by Cardinal Jeck last night for a moment, and then repeated:

"Uncle Jeck said that this magical art cannot be modified by humans. It can only be written by a certain deity or angel. As for why he wanted to do this, no one can tell. Mortals cannot guess the mind of the gods... ."

"As for its original appearance, Uncle Jeck has never seen it, but it is speculated that it may be turned into a holy sword, and then used by gods or angels..."

This statement made Gallo think about it for a while, recalling what he looked like when he activated the magic arts, it seemed that he had indeed become like a sword? But the position of the hilt... if it is held in the hand and swung...

He couldn't help but shudder, and sincerely thanked the unknown power for revising this item.

Otherwise, if I want to use this magical technique, I am afraid that it is not just that I will become a humanoid sword and let the old bishop carry it out to kill people?

This picture is creepy if you think about it! In comparison, turning into a sword and then being launched, even if it finally touches the ground with his face, it is much better than this.

But Meseran said so many things in one breath, and looked very tired, her chest was up and down, and she picked up the cup of tea from the side and poured her head up.

Gallo thought for a while, and suddenly asked:

"People of your sect, what is it like to use this modified Holy Sword of Retribution?"

He really wanted to know how these great sects improved this magical technique. Maybe he could learn some ideas? After all, although I am not going to face the ground after making changes, the preparation process is still quite troublesome. It would be nice if I could optimize this.

But Misseran thought for a while, and finally shook his head, and replied seriously:

"No one of our sect has mastered this magical technique yet."

Gallo couldn't help being surprised.

Misseran continued:

"I heard that some people have tried to practice it before, but they failed without exception. Those who are qualified to practice the seventh-order divine arts must be cardinals and cardinals. They are often tied to mundane tasks and don't have so much time to practice."

After that, she blinked her big eyes again and asked:

"Have you practiced?"

"I tried it, it was not very easy to use, it was very troublesome, but later I still modified it slightly before it worked."

Gallo replied indifferently.

Misseran's eyes widened suddenly:

"You... have you modified the seventh-order divine technique?!"

Her original unchanging accent was raised again, and her eyes were full of incredible.

She was only slightly surprised when she heard about the seventh-tier divine art of the Gallo Society, because there are only two people in the Miya sect, and they worship the true god. Personally speaking, the other party is indeed qualified to contact the seventh-order divine art, so she can learn It's still in common sense.

If she herself becomes a cardinal, no matter how hard she works for a year or two, she should be able to learn a seventh-order divine art.

But when she heard that Gallo had not only learned the seventh-order divine art, but could also modify it, her heart was already shocked.

And this is a ‘7.5’ level divine technique known for its high difficulty...

Misseran felt that her fragile little mind was greatly impacted, and her whole mind became dizzy, a little unsteady.

Seeing that she was not quite right, Gallo quickly reached out and pressed her round shoulders that were exposed, shaking her back and forth hard, shaking her head like a rattle, and asked anxiously:

"Hello? What's the matter with you? Why is this all of a sudden?"

"Hold on! Our church can't live without you!"

But Misseran is such a delicate girl, how can she withstand such a toss? He fainted so simply, and fell into Gallo's arms.

I was really dizzy by him...

Finished, what can I do? !

Gallo held the fragrant and soft body in his arms, feeling a little at a loss for a while, not only fidgeting, but also not knowing how to put his hands and feet.

She has too few clothes today, she will touch...

Gallo subconsciously wanted to use magic to solve the problem, but when he was about to pinch the mudra, he didn't know what to use...

He doesn’t know how to heal the gods. In addition to adding offense and defense, he teaches people to re-behave...

No way, Gallo just carried her on his shoulders like a sack, ran up to the second floor, and threw her on his cot.

Seeing a pretty, unconscious and unsuspecting beautiful girl lying on her bed, Gallo chose to take off her sandals first, revealing those cute little white fish-like feet, and then leaned down again. Lower body...

Cover her with a quilt.

This is the only gold master of the Miya sect, and it can't tolerate any mistakes.

After setting up Misseran, Gallo hurried to the kitchen to boil a pot of hot water.

He still remembered a piece of first aid knowledge from his hometown:

When women encounter intractable diseases that they don't know how to solve, just drink hot water!

Is the weather cold? Drink more hot water!

Do you have a stomachache? Drink more hot water!

Is your chest too flat? Drink more hot water!

After the water boiled, Gallo poured a piping hot cup and returned to the second floor, ready to pour Misseran down.

As a result, the few little milk cats saw that the situation was not good, and they ran over swiftly, hugged his feet hard, separated two more and climbed onto his bed, licking and rubbing on Misseran’s face. , Want to wake her up.

Seeing Gallo's little milk cat approaching step by step, Misseran woke up in time.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the strange ceiling...

where am I? What's wrong with me? Why am I here?

She removed the little milk cat from her face and quickly sat up, just in time to see Gallo handing over a glass of water with a gentle smile on her face.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Come on, drink some water first..."

Misseran suddenly felt a sudden beating in her heart, and a strange feeling grew in her heart, and the original doubts and anxiety were quickly eliminated.

Misseran felt very relieved...

She even hoped to see this smile several times.

So she quickly reached out to take the water glass, stretched out her pink little tongue, and licked it carefully.

"Woo! So hot!"