The sudden shattering of this set of sacred objects caused everyone on the scene to fall into a sluggish state, not knowing what to do for a while.
But before everyone recovered, new changes appeared in the broken shields and broken sword blades.
Wisps of materials that looked like light spots and smoke were diffused from these fragments, floating lightly, and slowly condensed a phantom in midair.
The phantom barely looked like a human being, but it was tattered and very faint, as if it would disappear at any moment.
There is still a faint wing-shaped outline behind the phantom, but it is already very faint, even the outline is only vague, and you can't find it if you don't look closely.
But what is a little frightening is that this dilapidated phantom exudes an invisible coercion
It's not the substantive coercion of evil gods that makes people suffocate and tremble or even worship, but relatively calm and gentle, just to the extent of admiration, but it is more obvious and gentle than the coercion of demigods. Much clearer.
However, the scope of this coercion is quite small, and only people in the church can feel it.
Under the gaze of everyone, the phantom made a hug gesture with open arms, floated towards Jia Luo, and then passed through him directly, as if giving him a hug.
The magic on Jia Luo's body did not activate because of this, and he himself did not dodge, allowing the phantom to pass through him.
The moment he touched the phantom, he felt a burst of extraordinarily complicated emotions from the other party.
The joy of having survived a catastrophe...
There is a hopeless sadness...
There is a sense of physical and mental relief...
In the end, there is still some gratification like reunion after a long absence...
To sum it up, it's like a dying old man seeing a familiar old friend when he was dying.
After passing through Gallo, the phantom floated straight towards the mosaic goddess statue in the center of the church, and finally turned into wisps of light dust in front of the statue, drifted around, and landed on everyone present.
Everyone couldn't help but startled, feeling that something more suddenly appeared in their minds, and they learned some kind of knowledge...
It's a bit like the feeling of looking at miracles and learning knowledge from them.
A church suddenly exclaimed:
"I... I seem to have learned a magic spell? Is this actually a magic spell of war: Psychic Storm?"
"This magic can create a lightning storm in an area, destroying all enemies inside..."
"But this magical technique seems to be difficult to release."
Another churchman followed suit:
"I also learned a War Divine Art, but it's called Mind Burst, which sounds very powerful..."
"Ha! The divine art of war I learned is amazing. It's called the Pillar of Healing. It can create a pillar of healing wounds out of thin air..."
"Huh? Why is the requirement for this magic technique so strange? You must have the physical fitness of a seventh-level master fighter to perform it? Why does a healing magic technique require the strength of a sword master?"
The temples forgot the bad news about the destruction of their own sacred objects for a while, and discussed it one after another.
They have all learned a divine art, and they are all powerful war divine arts!
Moreover, it is also a divine art of war that Gallo is quite familiar with. He remembers that it is in the underground library. It seems that it should be a relatively common divine art of war back then...
Although these divine arts are powerful, they are demanding and even weird. These temples are only learned, and there is still a long distance between mastering and actual combat.
And even if you master it, I'm afraid you can't use it. The magic of war has long been banned.
But if this is the case, it is enough to make them excited. The magic of war is not so easy to learn. It is quite difficult to learn it, but they seem to have picked it up for nothing. How can they be unhappy
"What about you? What have you learned?"
Gallo asked the old bishop and Misseran again.
"I learned some special ways of growing plants..."
The old bishop said dumbfoundedly.
"I have learned a divine art, the seventh-level divine art of repentance: redemption with death..."
Misseran also replied, with a look of surprise and regret in her big eyes.
The surprise is naturally because he is only a bishop, but he suddenly learned the seventh-level magic that only a cardinal can touch.
It's a pity that it was because she saw the old bishop perform this magic spell before. In front of her, the old bishop used this magic spell to make a group of cultists kneel and repent, and then died by headshot. The scene was very bloody and curious...
She felt that this divine technique was not very suitable for her. If she had a choice, she would prefer to learn the simple and crude one like Hammer of Justice.
Because Gallo likes that style...
Gallo likes Hammer of Justice, I learned Hammer of Justice, Gallo likes me...
Maybe that's the idea
Finally, the old bishop and Misseran looked at Gallo together and asked:
"What about you? What have you learned?"
"Alas... The knowledge that feels useless has increased again..."
Gallo sighed, and then gave a live demonstration of what he had learned.
He released the power of faith from his body, touched the shield fragments and the broken sword on the ground, lifted them into the air, and floated in front of him.
Then, he used the method he had just learned.
I saw those fragments melted immediately? !
But instead of melting into water, it melted into balls of light like liquids.
Gallo allowed the clumps of light to fuse together into one big ball of light that looked like a shiny lump of dough.
He then put his hands into the lump of light dough, kneading it non-stop.
And the temples on the side also woke up from the joy of learning the magic, and watched him perform blankly, without stepping forward to stop him.
Anyway, the sacred object has been broken...
After kneading, Gallo divided the light dough into two lumps again, and held them in his left and right hands respectively.
In the end, the light ball in his hand gradually solidified and formed, and the light gradually dissipated, revealing the small shield and small sword lying quietly in his palm.
It looks exactly the same as when the leader gave it to him at first, even the sacred aura on it is exactly the same.
Even more intense
"Should it be fixed?"
Gallo wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered to himself.
The few times of kneading the dough just now consumed a lot of his physical strength and power of faith, which made his brain a little dizzy, his stomach was still very hungry, and he even felt a little unsteady on his feet.
He's never been so tired before...
It is estimated that I will have to eat a full meal and then sleep well to recover.
"In addition, I have added some new functions, let me give you a brief demonstration..."
Gallo resisted his fatigue and continued.
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Thanks key_tudou for your generous reward!
etc...
He is not rewarding me, but the little milk cat!
Meow meow meow? !