Chapter 214 Rubbish Authority, Blind! (Please Subscribe)

"Heretics deserve to die..."

The woman wearing white gold armor, the golden light on her body condensed into a pair of dazzling golden wings. As she moved, her long silver hair flew.

The next second, her figure appeared on the side of Ector, wielding her long sword and slashing horizontally.

"Judgement!"

When Ector, who was running away, noticed the golden light, his heart trembled. The blood in his body seemed to be evaporated by the power attached to the golden light, and erupted along the pores on his body to form a circle of bloody mist.

Just for a moment, the sword light flashed across.

"Sai, Sai... Celestia Edas..."

As the blood mist around him dissipated, the pale-faced Ector stopped, a smile uglier than crying appeared on his face, and the depths of his eyes were full of despair.

"Why, why are you here..."

Bah.

Before he finished speaking, a smooth friction sound sounded.

Then his head fell to the ground.

Bang, grunt... it seemed so harsh in the silent village.

Ector stared hard at the golden figure, opened his mouth wide and screamed out the last words in despair: "...will you be here!?"

The silver-haired woman half turned around, looked at the back of Padilla of the Red Moon Church, and said in a calm tone: "Heresy will eventually be judged."

Uh-huh.

After she finished speaking, the golden wings behind her vibrated, and her whole body turned into a golden stream of light and disappeared instantly.

"Ho ho, damn, damn..."

Ector's eyes widened, as if he saw Padilla, who had escaped far away, being knifed by that terrifying woman... How wonderful...

As he was dying, one last thought came to his mind - the Church of Dawn is such a bully!

Padilla, on the other side, looked frightened, borrowing the power of the red moon to run away, while cursing: "Damn Ector, damn the Sect of Despair, if I cooperate with them again in the future, I will be the best." Stupid pig!"

What's even more damning is that he has heard Ector's death cry behind him.

It's really unlucky. How come I met that crazy woman?

In his opinion, the fanatical believers of the Church of Dawn are all lunatics, and the craziest among them is Celestia Edas, the Judgment Saint!

"Light of Judgment!"

At this moment, a voice came from behind him.

"Fuck!"

Without any further thought, Padilla gritted his teeth and gathered the little original power left in his body, mobilizing the power of faith to blend into the glow of the red moon under the night sky.

"Porg, Lasio, Ni!"

Before the sword light passed by, Padilla's figure disappeared in an instant, leaving only the red robe with the red moon symbol on his body. Following the inertia, he hit the golden light and was cut into two.

Celestia frowned slightly, turned her head and looked to the left, her eyes falling on a low hill in the distance, where a naked figure suddenly appeared.

But the next second, he disappeared again and fled further away.

"The afterglow of the red moon..."

Celestia stared at that figure, a bit of disgust flashed in her eyes, and then she put the long sword around her waist. The golden light on her body slowly dissipated, and the village returned to peace again.

And those hundreds of scantily clad handsome men and beauties, under the dim light of the red moon, their expressions seemed to be frozen, and they looked even more weird.

Celestia stood on the wooden house on the edge of the village, looking at the "masterpiece" created by the clergy of the Despair Sect and the Red Moon Church, and sighed quietly.

"Sooner or later, Hongyue's heretics will be put on trial!"

She just looked at those strange figures quietly. Even though her whole body was exposed under the red moon, her expression remained unchanged, and she maintained the same posture as those handsome men and beauties.

Not long after, the sound of uniform footsteps came from not far away.

Bang bang, bang bang.

The footsteps were accompanied by the shining golden light from far to near, breaking the tranquility here.

At this time, a gorgeously dressed girl trotted out of the crowd in front of the crowd, swinging her long blond hair.

A man wearing platinum armor followed closely behind her. The top hat on his head raised a feather high, but it seemed to be fixed. No matter how fast or slow his pace was, he did not waver at all.

Surprisingly, it was Carly and Melbell who had left the Holy Land of Dawn Church.

"Sister Celestia, didn't you say you would wait in the chapel here?" Carly was wearing a white dress and a gorgeous crown on her head, and the silver-haired woman was reflected in her blue eyes. , it is still clear and clear even under the red moon.

"There was a little accident... Carly, look," Celestia raised her finger and pointed straight ahead, indicating: "There."

Following the direction of her finger, Carly looked towards the depths of the village not far away, shrouded in darkness and the light of the red moon.

"There... huh? What's wrong with them? How can they stay outside without fear of being contaminated by the red moon?"

"Red Moon pollution?" Celestia glanced sideways at her and said lightly: "Red Moon will not pollute them."

"How could it be?" Carly hesitated.

At the same time, she has also discovered something strange about the villagers. Are they all handsome men and beautiful women?

She lowered her head and thought for a few seconds, then asked in an uncertain tone: "Have they been contaminated?"

"Yes, and no." Celestia did not explain more, but said: "Look, wait, they will be different soon!"

Carly nodded thoughtfully, as if she had seen relevant records in the sanctuary where countless era relics were stored.

Which one is it?

By the way, it’s the red moon!

She also remembered that a similar scene seemed to be recorded in a volume of era relics. It was said that such situations often occurred in city-states in the previous era.

Thinking of this, Carly's eyes lit up, and she had recalled the origin of these handsome men and beauties.

"Is it the Red Moon Church?"

"Um."

"Then they should be fine?"

"You'll find out after you read it."

"oh."

Not long after, under Carly's strange eyes, the villagers woke up one after another.

"W-where am I?"

"Why am I not at home?"

"How...damn it, Hongyue?!"

These people looked around and finally realized that they were now exposed to the red moon, and couldn't help but look desperate.

"How could it be...I don't want it!"

"Don't worry about this for now, go back to a safe place!!"

"Wait, this, this is not my body?"

"Why, why am I like this?"

"Akars, are you Akars? Oh my God, you have become so young?"

"Old woman, aren't you the same..."

These people stopped when they were about to move. When they saw each other's young bodies and handsome cheeks, they couldn't help but become ecstatic.

"Hahaha... this feeling is so wonderful!"

"Is it difficult? Are we redeemed by the great dawn, making me young and beautiful, and not contaminated by the red moon?!"

"That's great...huh?"

But the happiness only lasted for a moment, and soon everyone stopped moving and the smiles on their faces froze.

what happened?

I can't move?

Even the eyes...

When they realized this, the eyes of these ordinary villagers, who had experienced ups and downs in a short period of time, once again regained their former numbness and despair.

Sure enough, is everything a fantasy?

No matter what these people are thinking at the moment, they are unable to move and can only wait for their fate to be pronounced.

These people soon felt a touch of warmth passing through their bodies, as if the red moon in the sky was shining with a warm glow like the sun.

Is this warmth really the dawn?

But the next second——

Bang, bang, bang... The bodies of the villagers who had just imagined becoming extraordinary people exploded into flesh and blood, and hundreds of blood-red mist enveloped the surroundings of the village.

However, the strange thing is that the blood-red mist not only did not condense and fall, but instead slowly rose into the sky and dispersed.

Finally, it seemed to blend into the light of the red moon and completely disappear.

"He, they..."

Carly watched all this blankly. The villagers who were running and jumping alive one moment turned into blood mist and dissipated the next moment.

"How is this going?"

"The method of the Red Moon Sect, Red Moon Medium Fusion, or," Celestia paused, looked at Carly and said word by word: "It is also called Red Moon Pollution!"

"Pollution?" There was a trace of doubt on Carly's face, "But shouldn't the people polluted by the red moon become aberrations? How could their bodies dissipate directly?"

"The distortion is because their origins cannot withstand the erosion of the red moon's characteristics, but if a priest of the Red Moon Church turns them into believers of the Red Moon, their origins will incorporate a trace of power with the pollution characteristics of the red moon. .”

Carly's face changed, "Why do they do this? Shouldn't the Righteous Church have its duty to protect ordinary people?"

"This involves something deeper," Celestia said in a calm tone: "There are also differences between the Zhengshen Church. The Dawn advocates harmony, the Earth praises adapting to changes, the Storm advocates freedom, and the Red Moon is more extreme. .”

"The main purpose of their teachings is for them to become containers and actively carry the brilliance of the red moon. It is hoped that this can reduce the pollution power of the red moon."

"So they want more people to be contaminated and deformed?" Carly understood and asked: "Then there's no need to look for these ordinary people, right? The priests who embark on the road of faith can obviously carry more."

"To put it bluntly, the Eastern Continent is not the place where the Red Moon Church preaches. They don't care about the lives of these people at all." Celestia raised her head and stared at the red moon in the night sky, and the golden light appeared on her His eyes resisted the ubiquitous blush.

"..."

Carly bit her lip, was this something deeper?

The missionary land does not allow the intervention of other righteous churches, but if there is an opportunity to invade other people's territory, can they kill at will?

Melbell didn't pay much attention to what the two said. His eyes were fixed on the ground not far from the wooden house, where there was a red robe broken into two pieces...

"Patiguli, make arrangements to rest here tonight and set off to Custer City State early tomorrow morning."

At this time, Celestia waved to the Judgment Legion behind her, indicating that they could rest.

"Yes, Lady Celestia!"

Then, thousands of people wearing platinum armor retreated several hundred meters in an orderly manner, sitting quietly and casually on the dirt, eating food and chanting praises.

"Praise the great dawn, whose figure is as vast as the sea of ​​stars, whose gaze is as warm as..."

Hearing the voices of the priests, Carly hesitated and nodded to Melbell, indicating that he could also rest.

Melbell's eyes under the mask moved slightly, he bowed and left quietly, leaving only two women with transcendent status in the Church of Dawn.

"Tell me about the heretic?" Celestia sat down cross-legged, with the sword across her legs, looking at Carly and asked.

"Huh? Are you talking about the aberrant wizard?" Carly also sat down.

"It's him," a flash of understanding flashed across Celestia's face, "It seems you don't remember him anymore."

"Don't remember?" Carly's eyes were full of confusion and she asked in confusion: "Sister Celestia, have I known him before?"

"We know each other..."

"But why do I have no impression?"

Celestia sighed, turned her head, not wanting the blond girl to see her gaze, and said in a slightly lonely tone: "Everything is guided by the dawn. It is a good thing to have no impression."

"Is that so?" Carly thought for a moment, and after a few seconds, a smile appeared on her face again, "This time you take action personally, I believe that the aberrant wizard will be judged at dawn."

must?

Celestia was silent for a few seconds and said seriously: "Carly, authority is not omnipotent, and we are not great angels."

"What's wrong? Are you not sure?"

"No," Celestia shook her head and wanted to say more, but out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of the innocence on Carly's face. She sighed again and said instead: "In addition to judging him this time , the second goal is to bring Pafula back to the sanctuary."

"I know that Archbishop Henrietta made a special statement before coming here." The tough red archbishop appeared in Carly's mind, and her voice couldn't help but grow a little lower, "Sister Celestia, do you feel that the Holy Land Many people... hate me?"

"have!"

"No...ah?" Carly looked at her in surprise, "Did you notice it too?"

Or does she hate me too?

"I don't know what you've seen in the sanctuary during this time," Celestia laughed dumbly. "Didn't you go there to find the epochal relics about the 'blasphemy' authority?"

"I've seen some," Carly understood, frowning slightly, "Are you saying it's because they are afraid of the power of authority? Are they afraid that they will be... sacrificed by me?"

"Shouldn't we be afraid? You must know that those who can enter the Holy Realm are servants of the Great Dawn. Most of them have even gone through countless years of climbing to get to where they are today. For example, Archbishop Henrietta, he has climbed all the way from Missionaries make it this far.”

"Therefore, you cannot let them abandon their lives just by saying that they will dedicate themselves to the dawn."

"But, I will not sacrifice the servants of the great dawn for no reason, or they are unwilling to do it for Li..."

"Silence!"

Celestia raised her hand to stop her. Although she had a good impression of this innocent girl, she was equally clear about blaspheming authority and power.

"Don't have such extreme ideas, Carly Morris, candidate for saint!"

Carly stared at the Judgment Saint who looked tall and majestic even when she was sitting upright. She took a deep breath and said, "Sister Celestia, I don't understand..."

"Because we are human beings too."

Celestia stretched out a finger and pointed at the Judgment Legion that was resting not far away, "So are they, and so are you!"

"people?"

"Yes! You can't guarantee that every time you use the power of 'sacrifice', it will be to make Dawn greater!"

Carly: "I..."

"Get some rest, we have to travel tomorrow,"

Before Carly could finish speaking, Celestia stood up, jumped off the wooden house with a long sword, and walked towards the Judgment Legion not far away.

She knows that the four supreme powers of bravery, judgment, kindness, and judgment are essentially different from the dark side powers such as blasphemy and corruption.

The former is a loyal and steadfast fanatic, while the latter is a loyal but doubtful fanatic...

From the moment they receive the inheritance of authority, blasphemy and degenerate authority will continue to corrode the inheritors, changing their perceptions and gradually changing their thoughts and thinking in a direction more suitable for exerting the power of authority.

Therefore, everyone in the sanctuary, including her, knew very well that when the Blasphemous Saint appeared, her goal was to eliminate all enemies of the dawn.

And in order to achieve this goal, they can use any means, and even take the initiative to sacrifice some people they think are suitable, even... they are saints who are also the recipients of authority!

"Why……"

Kali stared blankly at Celestia's back. She is a servant of the Great Dawn. All sacrifices and sacrifices are for the sake of the Great Dawn...

Why do they think that?

Don't you believe her?

Behind the tree not far away, Melbell leaned against the trunk, raising his head slightly and looking at the red moonlight revealed in the gaps between the leaves, and sighed slightly.

Isn't the so-called blasphemy just smearing filth on the light of dawn?

Is this difficult to understand?

The woman, no, Carly...she is so innocent and adorable!

Hey, if I were a woman, why would it be her turn to blaspheme authority?

Rubbish authority, blind!

…

…

At the same time, Wei En, who returned to the studio, recovered from his injuries and changed back into the uniform of the Secret Adjustment Department. He put the robe damaged by the Great Demon Commander into the space ring and prepared to find time to apply for a new one from the ghost. pieces.

After doing this, he sat down at the workbench and recorded what Leonard just said.

"Origin fusion method, at the director level... cross it out, starting from senior wizards, first fuse the origin and soul to improve the effect of origin amplification..."

While writing, he was thinking about his next journey as a wizard.

The origin fusion method should be a method used by non-wizard extraordinary people to advance to legend, but it should be a promotion method exclusive to wizards.

He must figure this out in advance, at least before trying to obtain the original soul, so as not to affect the wizard's promotion path.

At the same time, he also understood that there was part of the problem with his previous speculation - the method used by the Blood Spirit School to strengthen the sorcerer's promotion should not be source fusion.

Wizards have a long tradition, and he believes that the Blood Spirit School must have a promotion method that is more suitable for wizards with a flesh-and-blood enhancement system.

Hmm... there should also be elemental wizards, mechanical puppet wizards...

Wei En looked at what was just written on the parchment and speculated maliciously: "Maybe the old ghosts who learned other systems a long time ago also want to learn from the methods of other schools when they are promoted."

Maybe, that’s probably the case!

Since you are not sure about the promotion method you have learned, it is the best choice to learn from other schools of thought.

Then he put the parchment away while thinking about his next application to the school.

It would be best if there are promotion methods such as elements and flesh and blood enhancement in the school. If not, he still needs to find a way to find those schools...

"Tsk, now I finally feel like a wizard from the Ghost School..."

Wayne patted his head to clear away these thoughts for the time being. He still has some way to go before being promoted to legend, so he is not in a hurry in terms of time.

And the most important thing is that he has not solved the problem of talent introduction.

This point has the same priority as the promotion method!

Thinking of this, Wei En took out the card to activate the triangular box, put the gold pounds and the anti-evil potion into it, and completed the transaction in the nightmare world first.

Soon, there was movement in the triangular box. After the nightmare worm spit out a ring, it quickly retracted into the box, as if it was about to catch up with the next contract.

Wei En picked up the ring and looked at it, a space ring?

He probed his spiritual power into the space inside the ring and saw a creature very similar to a nightmare worm curled up inside.

"Well, I can't say they are similar, I can only say they are exactly the same!"

Wei En resisted the urge to complain about the Nightmare Cult, took out the creature, held it in his hand and looked at it.

On the round head, there is only a mouth wrapped in tiny scales, and one eye is closed, as if sleeping. Under the head are six soft tentacles, curled up under the head.

Wayne, who was used to seeing aberrations and ugly abyss creatures, felt a little bit...cute?

But what is certain is that this is the Nightmare Worm!

It's just that he was given a new duty by the Nightmare Cult - messenger!

"How to use this?"

Wei En thought for a few seconds, gathered a layer of spiritual power and touched the messenger's head, "Wake up, get up and work."

really.

The nightmare worm opened its eyes under such stimulation, and his figure was reflected in its pupils.

Um?

Before Wei En could make a move, an illusory light and shadow shot out from the worm's eyes, illuminating his eyes.

"I will obey the order of the great Nightmare Lord Anastassi and recognize the person in front of me as the companion contractor..."

[You have received the blessing of the Nightmare Lord Anastasia, and you have signed a companion contract with the Nightmare Worm. Evaluation: Well, what’s not good about collecting it, collecting garbage? Are you a garbage collector? Special rewards: +3 survival points, +1 spiritual level, +1 toughness level. 】

[You learned the name of the Nightmare Lord Anastassi, Anastassi’s awakening progress +1, the current progress is 32134/? ? Evaluation: A lazy guy who just likes to lie in the dreamland and eat filth... Special reward: Origin +1. 】

Wayne: "..."

This thing actually comes with a recognition contract?

However, he glanced at the prompts on the panel and touched his chin thoughtfully.

Contract, nightmare master, sleep and awakening progress...

Could it be that those people from the Nightmare Sect are planning on that?

Do you want to use the messenger business to let more people know the name of Anastasia, the master of nightmares, so that he can wake up as soon as possible?

If this is the case, then it seems that the Nightmare Sect is not just doing good things, but is developing and planning big things.

Wei En silently kept this discovery in mind and prepared to find an opportunity to test it in the future.

As the shadow disappeared, several tentacles of the nightmare worm stood up to support the huge head, quickly crawled from his palms along his arms to his shoulders, and opened his mouth slightly: "Hiss, hiss..."

Um? Is there any wisdom?

With the existence of a companion contract, Wei En knew what it wanted to express in those few sounds.

Simply put, I'm hungry.

"……what did you eat?"

"Hiss."

Wei En raised his eyebrows, "Eat fear? How do you eat fear?"

"Hiss." (Food, beating, fear.)

"Well, I think this is difficult for you."

Through the companion contract, Wei En knew very well that the strength of this nightmare worm was very weak. It could not even match the strength of an ordinary person, let alone an extraordinary person.

But it has a very unique ability, that is, it can enter and exit the nightmare at will to avoid enemy attacks.

"Hiss..."

"I understand, it's the same if I hit you, right?"

Wei En curled his lips, "Well, now there is another mouth to feed in the family, and he is also a very picky eater."

He thought for a moment and decided to let the little guy starve first.

"The food is okay, but we have to wait. There is something I need you to do for me now."

"hiss……"

The tentacles of the nightmare worm drooped down and fell limply on his shoulder, as if it had been struck by hunger.

Wei En couldn't help but put it on the workbench, picked up the quill on the side, and made a few fierce gestures on it, "If you don't work, you won't have food, or do you want me to dissect you and study it?"

"Hiss——" (no)

The nightmare worm quickly climbed up, and kept shaking a tentacle on its head, as if to assure Wei En: "Hiss, hiss." (Leave it to me.)

"It's best..."

PS: Sorry, I forgot to write the chapter name. I will ask the editor to revise it tomorrow.