It feels so good to stick to Miss Witch

The appearance of the voice was so abrupt that Roy's pupils shrank sharply. Even now, he still didn't feel any fluctuations in breath!

Shocked, he quickly turned his head to look in the direction of the sound.

In front of the stone tablet under the old tree, a girl in a snow-white dress was kneeling there, with a little sadness in her eyes.

Looking at the girl, Roy's heart trembled.

That familiar dress and familiar appearance appeared in front of his eyes, and it was a pure saint!

She is here?

During the last mission process, the distance between Roy and the Holy Maiden was too far. In addition, during the entire mission process, the Holy Maiden only showed the divine dance, so Roy subconsciously believed that the strength of the Holy Maiden was not strong.

But now, he found that he was wrong, and he was wrong.

The pure saintess is definitely a fourth-order holy map professional, and she is still the best among them!

What can make him not feel the slightest breath, ordinary legends can't do it.

After the astonishment passed, Roy felt intense joy in his heart.

It is a good thing that the pure saintess is strong, which means that during the mission, he is no longer alone, but has enough "reinforcements".

Of course, the premise is that Roy can convince the pure saint.

But before Roy could make a move, the girl kneeling under the tree in front of the tombstone suddenly looked up at him, her starry eyes seemed to reflect everything in the world.

She looked directly into Roy's eyes, her voice was gentle and indifferent, with a strange sense of contradiction:

"Can you please help me understand the oracle named "Lust"?"

Hearing this, Roy's pupils widened slightly.

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(Guguzi asks for a monthly ticket online! Acting like a baby, being cute, rolling~)

Chapter 155 "Under the Moonlight"

"Can you please help me understand the oracle named "Lust"?"

A gentle voice with indifference echoed in my ears.

Roy's eyes widened, and for a moment, he couldn't turn his mind.

Why does this sound so strange?

What does the oracle of "lust" mean?

Think about it, a girl wearing a pure white and flawless dress kneeling on the ground, looking up at you slightly, her star-like eyes seem to be shining, how would you feel when she said such a sentence to you?

Moreover, from this distance, Roy can clearly see the tender skin of the pure saint, and even because of the angle, he can see through the slightly loose front of the skirt, and see the snowy hills inside. A faint corner.

Maybe Roy stayed in a daze for too long, the pure saintess blinked, and the divergent eyes in her eyes gradually condensed, as if waking up from a dream.

She stood up, and her movements were as graceful as a breeze: "Sorry, I said something that bothered you."

"My name is Tristle."

"Who are you, please? What's the matter here?"

The pure saint who returned from the distant thoughts, the voice is full of tenderness, without a trace of the previous indifference.

However, such a voice that is more accepted by the world gave Roy an unreal feeling.

He understands that the so-called "gentle treatment" is just a product of the "saint" personality, and it is definitely not from the girl's sincerity.

But, what can I do if I understand?

How many people in the world can live as they please?Everyone is just a product of "human design".

Students, parents, white-collar workers, doctors, teachers...

Sighing in his heart, Roy stopped thinking about it. He looked directly at the snow-white girl standing in front of him, and said in a deep voice:

"I am, Roy Turumbell."

"A mortal trying to save the world with a humble body."

save the world.

A disgraceful and embarrassing remark.

If it is a normal person, after hearing this, they will basically look at the speaker with the eyes of a fool.

But the pure Saintess Bister was different. Her eyes suddenly became darker. At the same time, the air in the whole courtyard became extremely heavy at this moment, and the pressure formed ripples visible to the naked eye, making one feel as if frozen in the air. Insects in amber are hard to move.

But this pressure only lasted for a moment, and then it dissipated without a trace. Tristel still had a gentle smile on her face, but her eyes became cold:

"What do you know?"

The sentence pattern that should have been a question was spoken in an affirmative tone.

The pure saint's eyes gradually became sharper, staring at Roy's eyes, as if she wanted to see the inner truth clearly through these eyes.

"The energy fluctuations on your body are very special. It is definitely not a magic mark. Could it be another inheritance from a remote country?"

The pure saint, Tristel, raised her hand and put it lightly on Roy's shoulder. During the whole process, Roy did not make any resistance, but let the other party do what he did.

After careful perception, a ray of consternation gradually appeared in the eyes of the pure saint Tristel: "Wait, is this the original magic power?!"

"How can there be original magic power in this world?"

"You are not from this world!"

Facing Tristel's extremely shocked eyes, Roy smiled slightly, and the next moment, the talent [Infinite Desire] was activated!

"Om-"

Amidst the silent humming, a suction force was generated, through the hand of the pure saint Tristel on Roy's shoulder as the intermediary, the magic power flowed back into Roy's body.

The suction stopped as soon as it was absorbed, and the frightened pure saint Tristel also instinctively withdrew her hand.

Clutching her chest with snowy jade hands, Tristel took several steps back one after another, her rapid breathing caused her chest to rise and fall unsteadily.

"This, this is..."

"The breath of the gods?!"

"You are, the representative of the gods!!!"

The gentle smile on Tristel's face could no longer be maintained. She was shocked at first, and then became extremely surprised, and quickly knelt on the ground, her tone full of irrepressible excitement.

As a fourth-order holy figure professional, and also the strongest hidden profession "Pure Saint", Tristel's strength, under the blessing of the power of faith, can be called the peak of the world, even those divine creatures are not I am willing to fight her in a place where the faith is most prosperous, such as the holy city of Callon.

The only way to defeat Tristel is to cut off the blessing of the power of faith, otherwise, she can be called "invincible".

But just at that moment, Tristel felt that the magic power in her body flowed into the young man in front of her uncontrollably. Even at that time, she still felt that the magic power in her body that was tightly entangled with the power of faith, He expressed unparalleled favor to this young man, and this feeling of favor even surpassed her as the host.

As a pure saint and a person who serves the gods, Tristel has the highest affinity for the power of faith besides the gods. Such a situation shows that the person in front of her has a far higher affinity for the power of faith. far above her.

Coupled with the moment when the attractiveness appeared just now, the aura that belonged to the gods that she was all too familiar with made her have no doubts about the identity of the young man in front of her.

"My lord, can you, can you tell me what happened?"

"Why hasn't the god sent down an oracle for ten years?"

"I thought that Lord God had abandoned us..."

There was unspeakable sadness in Tristel's voice.

She dedicated her life to the gods, but she has never felt the gaze of the gods for ten years.

Such suffering made her dare not even think about it.

"Tristel." Roy said in a gentle voice, "I understand your mood and all the reasons, and I will tell you one by one later, but now, there is a very important thing that needs your help,"

"Tomorrow's God's Descending Ceremony, there will be an unprecedented upheaval."

"My lord god felt it, so he sent me here, vowing to stop the catastrophe."

"The catastrophe?" Tristel's eyes showed astonishment: "Is it so serious?"

In fact, Tristel had already foreseen that there might be some twists and turns in tomorrow's God's Descending Ceremony. Since the gods stopped looking at the world ten years ago, some incomprehensible weird things will happen all over the world from time to time , including the Pope of the Purity Church, left the Holy City Callon because of a weird event with great influence.

But Tristel could not have imagined that it would be so serious.

What is Havoc?

Only those that bring doomsday-like disasters to the world can be called "catastrophes".

"My lord, can you tell me about the 'catastrophe' in detail?" Tristel said in a hurry.

In this regard, Roy sighed: "There are many things that even I don't know much about."

"I only know that this catastrophe is related to some kind of extremely destructive and erosive energy that is shaped like black sludge."

"It will appear at a key point in the God's Descending Ceremony, and my task is to crush it!"

"For this, I need you to lead me into the Cathedral of Purity."

"Master Proctor." Tristel lowered her head and said softly, "I can do it for you."

"Although my strength is negligible, in the holy city of Callon, ordinary external forces are enough to deal with it."

"Besides, besides me, there are nineteen other fourth-order saint map professionals."

Roy knew that the core meaning of Tristel's words was: Your strength is too weak, Mr. Agent, so just leave such a dangerous matter to me.

He shook his head: "It's not that simple."

"This black mud energy has an extremely terrifying corrosive force on you who practice the magic mark system."

"Once you get close, you will be eroded instantly, and only I can not be affected by it."

"So that's the case." Tristel nodded: "In this case, everything is up to the order of the Proctor, shall we go back to the Cathedral of Purity now?"

"It's not too late." Roy said, and then he added: "By the way, don't let other people know about my identity. I suspect that the occurrence of this catastrophe may not be related to internal factors."

"Internal factors..." Cui Seter gritted her teeth, and a cold light flashed in her eyes: "I understand."

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On a moonlit night, the stars disappear.