Pastor Bai's Journey to Another World

After a brief chanting, the hag suddenly went blind and deaf, had sores on her body, and was plagued by serious diseases, which were so severe that she could hardly cast spells normally.

"traitor!"

"Do you think this paladin will let you go? You despicable necromancer!"

Before he finished speaking, the paladin took advantage of this opening and rushed to the hags like a gust of wind, holding up the mace, and slammed it towards the hag's chin.

The height of a paladin is already tall enough. A burly figure over 1.8 meters is like a standing bear, but those hags are even bigger. These purple-skinned night hags with two horns are generally over two meters tall, so the paladin It is convenient to use this height difference to hit the enemy's chin.

The clear sound of bone cracking accompanied the screams of the hags one after another. The mage armor on them was smashed like a fragile egg shell, and the sharp teeth fell like raindrops.

Rao hags are not weak in melee combat, but they are like toddlers when facing paladins. Their claws can't scratch the dazzling armor at all. Although the paladin didn't deliberately dodge, he just habitually Just at a tactical pace.

Like a tiger entering a pack of wolves, hammering one at a time, like chopping vegetables and cutting melons, these hags were wiped out with almost no resistance...

Only the ugly old man was left behind, staring blankly at the paladin standing among the corpses, and couldn't help taking a half step back. At the same time, the last hag also fell to the ground.

Due to Sheldora's decisive backstab earlier, the paladin did not attack her.

At this moment, the paladin, covered in blood and brains, looked her up and down slowly in the pile of corpses. Sheldora felt uncomfortable and couldn't help but took a few steps back.

It's like an unarmed weakling being targeted by a bear in the forest.

Klein looked at the old mage in front of him and considered the words of greeting.He clearly remembered his daughter telling him that the mage friend named Sheldora was a beautiful woman with black hair.

And now standing in front of Klein was a bald old man who liked to practice copper at first glance, although the positioning beads on Klein's body clearly told him that the old mage in front of him was Weiwei's friend.

But Klein couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Since his sense of smell is still not as sharp as Shanela's, he didn't find anything worthy of attention after looking at it, especially the bloody smell that Shanela mentioned.

Just now, those hags angrily denounced this guy who looks like an old mage as a necromancer. Presumably, this should be the mage's deception to those hags. At least Klein didn't feel that the other party had been corroded by negative energy.

"Good evening, Miss, I am sorry to meet you in this way in such a situation. Please allow me to introduce myself. I am Weiwei's father, Klein Owen, the priest of the Lord of Dawn. What is your name?" Despite the many suspicions in his heart, Klein still showed due courtesy.

Sheldora's heart was pounding and her mind was in a mess.

It turned out to be Weiwei's father!

So nervous, so nervous, so nervous...

He's so good at talking, what should I say?

Your daughter is in great shape?

Soft toes?

It smells good on you?

"Miss?" Looking at the old man with a wretched smile on his face, Klein temporarily suppressed the urge to subdue him and interrogate him.

Be calm, be calm, don't judge people by their appearance, the other party is a lady, I can't show disgust...

"Sheldora Green, a mage of the school of conjuration." Sheldora hastily distanced herself from the Necromancy School, and the ring of lies on her finger was activated quietly. If she only behaved naturally, the possibility of revealing her truth was extremely high big.

The effect of the ring of lies is to act on oneself, making one's expression and tone more sincere, rather than directly acting on others, so it is very secretive.

At this time, Weiwei once told her that "the first impression is very important" appeared in her mind, so she quickly revoked the camouflage spell on her body.

With a burst of changes, she revealed her original appearance.

When a slightly pale, nervous and shy black-haired beauty appeared in front of Klein, Klein barely heaved a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, it was disguised.

He was actually very worried that his daughter would befriend some strange person, but the female mage Klein in front of him didn't find any major problems after looking at it, especially the shy expression on the other side's face, which made his doubts lessened a little. .

A friend of the same sex is at least much better than a friend of the opposite sex who looks lewd and lecherous.

However, Klein will not relax his investigation. He will observe this female mage quietly. After all, his daughter is still young, so she will inevitably be deceived by people with ulterior motives.

"This beautiful lady, do you know the equipment here?" Klein looked at the corpses all over the floor, and then at the various mechanical creations in the entire underground space.

He contacted the "Dark Observation of Human Machines" in the oracle, and began to doubt the use of these machines.

However, he doesn't know much about the emerging things in these kingdoms, and he has been thinking about it these days, but he hasn't figured out what it means.

"I don't know, it's left by those organ people."

Klein was a little surprised: "Organ man? You mean those magic props?"

Sheldora shook her head: "Although the mainstream view is that warheads are just magical props, I don't think that's the case..."

She thought for a while, but she still didn't say that she saw the warden being infused with negative energy into a zombie-like existence. That would probably reveal that she was a necromancer, so after thinking for a while, she continued:

"Many spells that only work on life seem to have the same effect on warheads, but my experimental samples are too small, so I can't prove anything yet..."

"Hmm..." Klein was already interested, "Are you free to chat with me?"

"No."

Although the other party is Weiwei's father, he is also a paladin and a priest of the Church of Dawn. Although she doesn't know what the other party's paladin oath is, Sheldora doesn't intend to use her life to test it.

I know best what I have done. Once those cruel human experiments are exposed, they will definitely arouse hostility from the other party.

Klein didn't care, and said gently through the visor of the helmet: "Okay, I was abrupt. It's really unreasonable to invite a lady out late at night. Please forgive me. The temple will come to deal with the aftermath later."

The female mage nodded, and quietly took away the spell books of the hags when Klein turned around and continued to investigate.

These are all valuable knowledge, and they cannot be burned by the temple.

Chapter 147 Chapter 144 The first test of preaching is awe-inspiring and upright, please teach me how to chant

The next day, Sunday afternoon, the Shrine of Dawn.

A special sermon is going on here.

The priest preaching today is a young priest, and almost everyone who sees her marvels at her lovely appearance and lovely manners.

Yet the content of her sermon was surprisingly serious.

"..."

"Drugs, a demon that devours one's life and future, and obliterates the glory of civilization."

"It is flapping its rotten wings and coming to you and me. It destroys people's bodies, tea poisons people's spirits, and destroys people's desire to live!"

"But now, we will no longer be silent... Here, the Temple of Dawn issued a proposal, please stay away from drugs!"

"Once you get addicted to drugs, you will fall into the abyss of pain. There will be no flowers in the flower season, and there will be no laughter in life!"

"..."

Weiwei preached impassionedly in the east-facing hall, facing everyone's eyes, for the first time in her life, she overcame the timidity of not daring to show her face in front of people, and faced everyone's eyes fearlessly.

It was as if there was a dark power guiding her, that power transcended the spirit and body, and made her temporarily overcome her fear.

This kid...has the potential to become a paladin...

The gray-haired old paladin who was watching looked at the young priest. As a paladin, he could clearly feel that Weiwei was being favored by a kind of spiritual power—the oath.

The widely believed oath is a sacred existence like a god. Although it has no entity, it is a real sacred power in the dark, and it is also the source of power for the paladin.

This kind of divine power is never just about what you think in your heart, or how you do it. They pay attention to the unity of knowledge and action.

Daydreamers, or those who happen to make up the code, are not recognized by them.

The warm applause interrupted the paladin's contemplation. This little guy was able to properly mobilize the audience's emotions. Although this sermon still had shortcomings, considering the host's age and the fact that it was the first sermon, it must be Do not recognize her excellence.

This was a sermon preaching the dangers of drugs. Under Moreau's strong request, Weiwei had to bite the bullet, but she didn't expect to get into a state while talking.

"These are common poisons, including dream dust, misty potion, heartbeat ointment, etc. When poisons enter the human body, they are extremely harmful. They first damage the brain and heart functions, and then affect the blood circulation and respiratory system, making the body weaker and weaker. even lead to death."

The acolytes brought samples of the drugs they had collected for display to the crowd, and some of the noble children who were listening to the sermon recognized that these were concoctions they had tried at the party.

"These are just adjustments for the party. You are so contradictory and you even call it a drug. I don't know what your intention is. Now the temple is even interfering with reasonable enjoyment?"

At this time, a slightly obese man in delicate clothing frowned and questioned.

Weiwei tilted her head and chuckled lightly: "I just want everyone to wake up from the corrupt life in time. If you don't believe in the dangers of drugs, you can take a look at this friend."

Speaking of which, a drug addict was brought to the front of the stage. They were all found by Tucker these days on Little Prodigal Street or even in the tiefling gathering area. It is worth mentioning that he should be called a police officer now.

Although the brown-haired man who sold drugs to the mustache painter has not been caught, Tucker has rescued many drug-controlled people these days, and even cracked down on an underground slave operation.

They were forced to stay in the temple for detoxification, but not all of them could receive the treatment of the secondary recovery technique in time, after all, priests were limited.

Some people have already begun to experience obvious withdrawal effects, and the drugs from the other world are even more astonishingly effective.

Just one day without taking drugs, these poor addicted people have lost a lot of weight, their eyes are sunken in their sockets, snot and tears are streaming down, and they are muttering to themselves in a trance.

All the believers frowned when they saw this miserable appearance. Most of the believers were from well-to-do families, and they had never seen such an inhuman appearance.

Their appearance successfully frightened some aristocrats who had taken drugs. They could get them whenever they wanted, so they never thought that they would turn into such an ugly appearance.

"They were unlucky, when the police officers brought them in, most of them were already addicted, but they were lucky, the temple would cure them, many people took drugs, and at first they just tried it with a 'fun' mentality" "Try it out", in fact, the problem lies in the "try it out"."

"Because once a person takes drugs, it is difficult to quit, and after a long time, he becomes addicted. When drug addiction occurs, light dizziness and vomiting can be severe, such as thousands of knives cutting the skin, thousands of ants gnawing bones, thousands of needles piercing the heart, painful, and just want to die. Of."

Appropriately, those drug addicts echoed their weak howls of pain, which proved Weiwei's statement.

"Then as long as you keep sucking it, won't it be enough? This is the enjoyment of the upper class. Those ordinary people can't afford luxuries beyond their ability, so they deserve to blame themselves." The fat nobleman crossed his arms and argued again, which made Weiwei feel Unbelievably, there were still people present who nodded in agreement with what he said.

Although a little speechless, Weiwei still patiently popularized science: "It is not possible to avoid this pain if you keep smoking, in fact, as the smoking progresses, the dose required will become larger and larger, even if your money can last forever Afford it, and your body will gradually break down..."

As Weiwei began to give examples of what she saw in the library one by one, the fat nobleman who had no factual basis could not find words to refute, and finally had to give up.

Among these believers, a handsome young man who was listening to the sermon narrowed his eyes and looked at Wei Wei thoughtfully. The coat of arms on his chest indicated that he was a member of the Ross family.

Is this the pastor trying to cut off my money?

The road is getting narrow, little girl.

……

Tomorrow is the last day of the withered moon, and the weather is getting colder every day. Fortunately, the temperature in the temple has been kept constant. Weiwei is lying lazily on Sheldora's lap in the healing room with sufficient "heating" supply. .

The temperature is comfortable, food and clothing are worry-free, just like the so-called fullness and warmth... ahem.

Touching Weiwei who had just finished her sermon, Sheldora felt itchy in her heart.

"For warlocks, the skill of high-speed chanting is not too difficult, because the most important point is the proficiency of spellcasting. For warlocks, they are born with a high level of proficiency. Next, you only need to understand how to compress the basic spell. OK."

As soon as the sermon was over, Weiwei went back to the healing room to rest, and found that the female mage had already arrived in the healing room, so she asked for the high-speed chant that she had been longing for for a long time.

When talking about magic, this female mage who often stutters speaks with eloquence, without the shyness of the past.

"Hey...so that's the case, then how do I compress the base mantra?" As she spoke, Weiwei rubbed her face against the other's warm thigh, even though it was separated by a layer of fabric, she still felt addicted the softness.

Sheldora twisted her legs, pursed her lips lightly, her cheeks slowly blushed as her eyes moved, which made her pale face turn rosy.

"The first is the transformation of meaning. From the fact that chanting spells does not limit the type of language, it is not difficult to see that the magic net's requirement for spellcasting elements is [expression] rather than simply copying the sound."

Races that use magic do not only use common languages, many languages ​​even have magical effects themselves, such as dragon language.And no matter what kind of language it is, it can become the element of magic, even one can create one's own language, even if only one can understand it.

In fact, many high-level mages will use their own self-created language to encrypt their spells, so as to ensure that the spells to be cast in the spell battle are difficult to be recognized and countered by the enemy.

Sheldora said again: "Just saying the same spell, making the same actions, and taking out the same materials, but if you can't understand the meaning of the various elements of the spell, you can't be recognized by the magic net, and there is no way to talk about it." Of course, the biggest prerequisite for casting spells is that one's own spirit can be stably connected to the magic net."

This theory is quite new to Weiwei. She always thought that to cast magic, she only needs to meet the requirements of spells, actions, and materials to successfully cast it. She has practiced her spells countless times before, and she has no such so-called spiritual connection at all. Magic Web feeling.

She asked suspiciously: "Is that so? Then why do I only need to make spellcasting elements that meet the corresponding requirements when using spells in my blood?"

Sheldora explained patiently: "This is where the advantage of a warlock lies. In fact, you have skipped the process of integrating knowledge, symbols, and spirit. Your spirit is always connected with the magic net. It is the privilege of a mage at my level, and a warlock can do it as long as he awakens."

Speaking of this, the tone of the female mage is unavoidably a little sour. Warlocks are very easy to provoke the hatred of mages. This is the reason why, warlocks have a natural affinity for magic.

Weiwei, who has the blood of a unicorn, directly skipped the stage of exploring the theory. For a warlock, casting spells is as simple as eating and drinking. As long as she is awakened, she will use it, just like using her own hands and feet.

"So that's how it is." Weiwei was thoughtful, so it seems that the same principle is used to cast magic spells, and there is no need to understand the knowledge system behind the magic spells. The god boss has already sorted it out for you. Just enter the correct password.

Of all the spellcasters, only the mage's spellcasting seems to be the most complicated.

In the following time, Weiwei took advantage of the female mage with her salty hands, while listening to her talk about the skills of high-speed chanting. Knowledge, even Shanela listened to the other party's lecture with a serious face.

The female mage was also very satisfied with Weiwei's admiring gaze, and she could feel that even Shanela had let go of her wariness.

This is all thanks to the meeting between Sheldora and Klein last night.

Not only did the conflict that Vivi was worried about not occur, but even when Vivi got up in the morning and saw Klein, the bearded man praised Sheldora for her young, promising, brave and resourceful reputation.

It seems that the bearded man had a good first impression of Sheldora, but his only dissatisfaction was that Sheldora seemed to be in her early twenties, and she was not married yet.

For this, Weiwei could only smile wryly and said that the female mage should be seeking the Tao with all her heart, and she has no intention of loving a man and a woman. In fact, she should marry me if she really wants to marry.