Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 893 875. Large [Miracle] (3000)

Now there is no doubt that the entire Netherworld Church has changed from a 'church that guards the power of Netherworld' to a 'church that follows Netherworld Faith'.

Not only the priests, bishops, and archbishops inside the church, but also the believers, missionaries, and servants outside the church who were not qualified to enter the church to pray, are all profound believers.

So even though most of the priests died in the sudden war just now, Klimt still did not dare to let down his guard.

He began to regroup his troops to defend against possible intruders outside the cathedral.

Death is common and commonplace in this world, so neither the maggots nor the surviving warriors have anything to worry about.

Especially when the opponent's [Xinwang] and [Secret Saint] have already left the field, there is no psychological pressure.

"Even if you meet those Netherworld believers who have not been taken away in the church, don't take action for the time being."

Klimt explained to everyone with a tired look.

"We have suffered heavy losses now. We will wait until everyone recovers and then clean up those anomalies."

The flannel ball jumped off Qilin's back and looked up at Leonard seriously. Although his kitten face looked serious, it was quite cute.

His gray beard was already stained with a lot of blood due to the fierce battle, but now he was completely unaware of it, just staring blankly at the direction from which the vast warm golden light came.

In addition to the sound of these metal collisions, there was also the sound of hooves hitting the ground approaching quickly from outside.

He sees himself only as a humble guardian of Rosalia.

"He is injured now. We will send him in according to the will of the goddess. But you are not in the will."

Leonard looked a little surprised when faced with Velvet Ball's unceremonious questioning. After all, he still remembered the kitten's appearance when it first appeared.

Qilin did stop his hooves when the velvet ball on his back tugged at his mane, but he just snorted in displeasure.

The tall and fat winged knights who put on their special armor carefully held the demon hunter's body and walked towards the goddess who fell on the bed in the deepest part of the room.

Although a horse is covered by a wide, drapey silk rune cloth, its noble figure can still be seen.

However, out of some kind of inferiority complex, Leonard refused to let his mind connect with the goddess, and he never even performed the rebirth ceremony.

"He just saved you, meow!"

Leonard thought to himself. But you still have to say what you need to say.

The cloudy eyes in the slit of the helmet seemed to be struggling to recall something, and then he silently knelt down on one knee towards Rosalia's bedroom to show respect.
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Just now, Lan En, who was unconscious, was carried into Rosalia's bedroom.

But if you add to it, the furry claws have already pulled out a centimeter of Thundercat Sword blade from the scabbard on the back.

One after another, exclamations came from the mouths of the maggots and soldiers.

So now, he can only know what the goddess's will is from the Winged Knight's mouth.

The golden light not only makes people feel warm, but also brings physical vitality.

"You guys stop."

Then he was interrupted by a warm golden light.

As a goddess knight, Leonard subconsciously blocked the door, ready to extend his hand to stop.

"Um!?"

"What are you going to do to Lan En?"

That look of being frightened by the darkness.

The thick and complex armor of the Winged Knights would make a "clang, clatter, clatter" sound when they walked around, which was particularly clear in the quiet goddess' bedroom.

Before Leonard could finish saying the word 'inside', the footsteps of the Winged Knights sounded again behind Leonard.

Klimt arranged defense and alert matters outside, and as a goddess knight, Leonard followed in as a matter of course.

At the same time, they felt the rapid recovery of their bodies.

This wonderful combination was about to rush in through the crack in the bedroom door.

Body language, written words. Total rejection.

Although after becoming a Winged Knight, you can have limited spiritual communication with the goddess.

But now, he actually dares to stand here and draw his sword to question.

Although the horse has a noble appearance, this is the residence of the goddess after all, and the so-called horses are nothing more than wild beasts.

The goddess made a decree. This has not happened for a long time.

The word 'heresy' was only halfway out of the mouth of the remaining archbishop of the Netherworld Church.

There is also a petite kitten wearing armor and equipment on the broad back of the horse.

But such a large-scale, high-efficiency restorative [miracle]. Let alone seeing it, they have never even heard of it!
Among the many people who were amazed and in disbelief, there was only one skinny knight with hideous spikes on his armor - [Needle Knight Kirk].

I underestimated it before.

The faint crackling blue arc still made the calico kitten's face look a little more solemn.

There is no doubt that this should be some kind of restorative [miracle].

Ever since the goddess' tongue was pulled out, she seemed to have lost her heart and refused to communicate with other people.

——Rosalía’s bedroom.

"The goddess said: You can let them in."

The hand wearing a large armored glove patted Leonard's shoulder.

The voice of the Winged Knight sounded like a booming sound in the helmet.

"They are all good Samaritans who helped us. There is nothing they can't see."

Leonard looked sideways and looked back, and finally turned sideways and got out of the way.

"Take care of this horse and don't poop in it." No matter how noble a horse is, it poops regardless of the occasion. This is Leonard's understanding.

In order to reduce her workload, the goddess knight reminded the flannel ball.

After all, if the goddess' bedroom was really dirty, he would have to clean it.

But when Qilin passed by him, he snorted slightly, and a small arc of low voltage exploded on Leonard.

Making him jerk.

However, he saw that Linbuqiu and Qilin had already walked up to the goddess, gritting his teeth but not being able to say anything more.

The flannel ball carefully squeezed in between the short legs of the winged knights, while Qilin stretched its head inward with its long neck.

Finally, they saw Lan En's current appearance.

The witcher was placed on the goddess's bed by the winged knights.

His head rested on the goddess' thigh where she was sitting.

His eyelids were constantly leaking thick black liquid, and something seemed to be crawling under the closed eyelids.

Qilin worriedly rubbed the red cloth covering the ground with his hooves, while Flannel Ball rested his little head's chin on the edge of the bed.

From the angle of the flannel ball, you can just catch a glimpse of Rosalia's entire face under the black veil.

It was indeed a beautiful and gentle face, just as Leonard claimed.

At this time, the goddess looked at the unconscious demon hunter in her eyes, and some unclear feelings flashed through her eyes, whether it was nostalgia or something else.

Finally, she clasped her hands together in front of her chest.

This is also a very common posture when activating [Miracle].

[Miracle] is a spell that is activated with true faith to tell the story of the gods and the era of the gods.

Under this faith-based spellcasting requirement, the caster will naturally make a prayer gesture.

And Rosalia's [Miracle] is also very different from the ordinary priesthood.

Maybe it's because of her goddess's bloodline and identity, maybe it's because this [miracle] is too ancient and powerful.

In short, before the [Miracle] was completely released, the golden light of the 'preparation period' was already magnificent!

When the final prayer was completed, a circle of warm golden light burst out from Rosalia's hands, like sunshine that nourishes all things.

The center of the light was pressed on Lan En's forehead by the goddess.

The black viscous liquid that was constantly protruding from under the eyelids returned to Lan En's eyelids again, as if going back in time, and became completely calm as if nothing happened.

And the halo of light that spread out, even if it was just the aftermath, completely healed the maggots and warriors who were still alive outside the dormitory.

Including those maggots and warriors who ran to the other end of the hall on the first floor to finish off the enemies and ensure that there were no hidden dangers.

In terms of functional area, this almost enlarges the main building of the magnificent Deep Church by more than half!
"Wow~ So awesome, meow!"

Fluffy Ball felt sincerely.

It and Qilin felt a lot more relaxed as they watched the strange phenomenon disappear on Lan En's face.

Lan En himself was in a strange feeling.

After he glimpsed Eldridge's essence with [Spirit Vision], he seemed to understand a lot about the power and knowledge of 'Netherworld'.

But this is not a good thing. After he learned this knowledge, it seemed that this knowledge also 'discovered' him.

'Human nature' and 'soul', 'The human soul is darkness'.
Darkness swept through his mind, and it was like many insects crawled out of the darkness inside his body, biting his insides.

Non-stop, whispering.

But fortunately, he is not a native species to this world.

His soul is obviously conceptually different from the souls of humans in this world.

His human nature is not the same as the human nature here.

Therefore, this knowledge from the deep world only caused him pain, but it did not cause brainwashing, cognitive bias, or even physical mutation.

And then, in this pain, a piece of warm golden light spread down, dispelling the darkness.

Originally Lan En thought that it was Arondette who released the power of the Lady of the Lake.

After all, the key characteristics of warmth and golden light match.

But when he felt it carefully, Lan En was keenly aware of the difference.

After all, he also used his [spiritual vision] to glimpse the essence of the lady in the lake, which was a huge golden lake deep in the world.

Those lights are more like sparkling waves.

And these lights are more like warm sunshine.

"Suck~"

The witcher opened his eyes suddenly and gasped.

The golden light dispelled the dark knowledge that was chasing him. The shock and damage to his body had long been healed by the golden light, and he would of course wake up quickly.

But Lan En blinked after waking up.

His head moved from side to side.

After all, his vision is indeed a bit strange.

Two 'round mountains' blocked his right half of sight, and even most of his left half of sight.

Only the extremely peripheral vision on the left half can see the roof diagonally.

(End of this chapter)