Xyrin Empire

Chapter 187: Tragic Cicaro

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When Anthony solemnly began to doubt the so-called way of the Holy Light that he had always insisted on, I suddenly felt that I was really a born sophist!

"Brother Monarch," Alaya's voice suddenly sounded in my mind, "It's too poisonous, really..."

... I didn't expect that even Alaya showed such great respect for my strong language bombardment just now, Sajia really felt extremely honored!

Ahem... Anyway, I took Sister Angel's words as a compliment, what's the matter? !

"Think about it carefully, and calmly think about whether the opinions you usually hold are based on subjective impressions or definite facts. It is not terrible to make mistakes. —Now almost all living people in the whole world have this mentality, which makes me very worried.”

"I'm sorry," Anthony suddenly raised his head, and said to Anveena beside me with a firm look in his eyes, "I am extremely sorry for my rude behavior to you due to my blind and arbitrary thinking!"

"Ah! It's okay, it's okay!" An Weena replied hurriedly. Although she gained the status of a so-called "God Servant" for no reason, this little ghost still maintained the mentality she had when she was a little maid, so she subconsciously Thinking that she was just an inconspicuous maid now, when a "noble" paladin suddenly apologized to her so solemnly, Anveena was of course terrified.

Hearing Anwena's answer, the knight uncle immediately bowed quite seriously: "Thank you very much for your tolerance. It seems that my previous knowledge is really too narrow. I didn't expect the undead to be so tolerant and kind..."

Sure enough, every paladin is an old-fashioned guy, but it seems that this personality has some advantages...

Plus, my sense of accomplishment is even stronger now! Paladin! The most bumpy guy in the world was tossed like this by my language offensive that looks like nonsense! Sajia is indeed a genius! ! ! Hoho, it feels good that Lin Xue is not around, at least a bucket of ice water won't fall from the sky at such a time...

Although this sense of accomplishment feels good, I don’t plan to be a missionary to spread my ideas all over the world—meow, convincing an Anthony is already such a trouble, if you want to change the public opinion of the whole world, you still have to do it. Don't tire me out? So in line with the life purpose of eating and waiting to die, I decided to entrust this great and arduous task to those who truly care about the compassion of the world, such as...

"Anthony, I think you have realized the mistakes you made in the past, so what are your plans for the future?"

"I want to pass on your teachings and let more people realize the truth that undead creatures are not completely evil!" The knight uncle immediately stood up to attention, with a tragic gesture of about to sacrifice himself for the whole world.

Well, well, I am very relieved, now I like the paladin more and more, until as long as you are reasonable, even if you sell him, he will happily count the money for you and deposit it in the bank out of character!

Jaina and Victor, who had been watching, also had weird expressions at the moment. Since they were not born to be immortal with undead creatures like paladins, they were convinced by my words earlier than Anthony. Now they I'm just surprised that Paladin Anthony, who is usually the most stubborn and difficult to deal with, was sold so easily...

But from the performance of the two of them collectively keeping silent, I can be sure that Victor and Jaina also have a dark side that is unknown to everyone!

For fear of misunderstanding, Anveena turned into a crow again when she left the Mage Tower, and stayed on my shoulder obediently, while Alaya was following me and hovering at a low altitude. I dare not let her fly It's too high, this stupid girl with unexpectedly thick nerves has never known the problem of preventing light exposure, if I don't remind her, maybe she can glide all the way back in the sky wearing a skirt—although I'm sure none of the mortals below will have He had the guts to look up, but he always felt that he would be at a loss if he did so...

"Brother Monarch!" I was thinking about things with my head down... well, I was just in a daze, and then suddenly the voice of Sister Angel came from behind me.

"What's the matter?"

"Over there." Alaya leaned over, pointed to a group of people gathered in the distance and said, "What are they doing?"

Following the direction Alaya Bainen's little finger was pointing to, I saw a lot of people gathering together. From a distance, they seemed to be priests and paladins.

On a small pier that is usually used for temporary loading and unloading of supplies, a group of paladins in heavy steel armor and pious priests in white robes are gathering together. Judging by the expressions on their faces, it seems that they are listening to something very important. The important things are serious one by one without even daring to breathe.

Among these noble clergymen stood a tall man in awkward black clothing.

To say that this outfit is awkward is because these aborigines of Azeroth have never seen such a style of clothing. This clothing is short, well-cut, easy to move around, and not as complicated as those commonly used in high-end Azeroth clothing. But it is a useless decoration, and the overall body embodies a kind of simple line beauty, but it seems a bit inappropriate to wear it on its current owner—because the big man is too tall, and his muscles are still in pieces. Bulging out, full of explosive power everywhere, the whole body of a typical berserker, wearing this kind of bookish cloth that seems to be one size smaller but tightly wrapped around the body always makes people feel a bit uncomfortable. coordination.

However, this tall man's sturdy figure did not give people a vicious feeling. The reason was all because of his face—it was a Chinese-character face with thick eyebrows and big eyes, full of upright lines, and his pair of eyes were full of melancholy. And the decisive and trustworthy brown eyes are completely a face that only paladins are most suitable for!

I don't know which great person once said that, as a paladin, holy light, strength, and a Chinese face are all indispensable conditions, especially the last one, which is almost the biggest symbol of a paladin. There is such an axiom: As long as you have a perfect Chinese character face, in battle, you can get more screams than a guy who is full of holy light but looks like a monkey with a sharp mouth-of course, there are more bricks from the enemy, no way, a The paladin with the face of the elder is really too... a paladin...

I saw this strong uncle with a knight face standing in the middle of a group of priests, holding his right hand high, and preaching something in a solemn tone:

"... People of the Holy Light! Our savior has come! You have witnessed this with your own eyes. The battleship of God made of holy light has descended from the kingdom of heaven to us, and the noble angels have come in person What an honor to support us!"

"But—people of the Holy Light," the knight uncle immediately changed his subject and said in a stern tone, "Can we enjoy such grace with peace of mind? Ask yourself, do you have any feelings for the Holy Light?" Be grateful, can you really deserve such a favor from the savior?!"

As soon as the knight-faced uncle's words fell, the onlookers immediately erupted in bursts of excitement.

"I know the cries in your hearts," the knight-faced uncle said in a low tone, and then suddenly raised his voice, "You are shouting: I can prove my belief in the Holy Light! Well, people of the Holy Light, what method will you use to fight against the Holy Light?" Prove your faith

"Look—just behind you, the land shrouded in holy light is the place where the power of the holy light is the most powerful in this world. The battleships on which the gods came to this world, if you want to prove your firm belief, Then go! Go to the battleship of God, go to worship and bathe in that holy light!"

Facing the knight-faced uncle with a serious face and a B expression, the crowd fell silent, and everyone showed an expression of "this is impossible".

"I know what you are hesitating about, that's right, God's test!

"There must be tests on the way of pilgrimage. This is inevitable. You must have tried it. It is quite difficult to swim to that glorious island."

The words of the knight-faced uncle immediately resonated a lot. It seems that there were quite a few guys who tried to swim overnight to reach the Faith-level pilgrimage...

"Do you know why you can't pass the sea that you can usually swim across without any effort?" The knight-faced man suddenly changed his tone, and confronted an old man with a white beard who seemed to have descended from the sky with a halo on his head. The tramp said in a pretentious tone like "Do you know your fate?"

The people around immediately shook their heads in unison.

At this moment, a gleam of joy suddenly flashed across the face of the knight-faced uncle—great, the groundwork has finally been laid, and he can finally start his own plan!

"Because you don't have this!"

I saw a shiny disc being held up by the knight-faced uncle, and the sunlight reflected by the disc instantly dazzled the eyes of the onlookers.

"This thing is called a disc!

"As the name suggests, it is a prop full of the power of the Holy Light! Only it can help you pass the cruel test and make you go on the pilgrimage road smoothly! Look at its surface full of mysterious brilliance! Just a gold coin, You can have it too - don't question why something so sacred is associated with money, just know…”

Seeing the emotional expressions of the people around him, the knight-faced man couldn't help but feel complacent, and then slowly looked around—finally, his gaze stopped in a certain direction.

Two seconds later, the knight-faced uncle, who was still in high spirits just now, suddenly showed an expression of the end of the world.

"I'm going to kill this guy!!!" The family roared in the sky above Theramore.