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"Yes, we are a sect." Carlos nodded slightly.

He suddenly felt a little bloated-white bread is easier to absorb water in his stomach than brown bread, so he quickly stopped other people from eating it.

"Which **** do you believe?" The lord thought to you, he must be the **** of hunger.

"Maybe it is a primitive sect that believes in Totem God, there are quite a few in the wilderness." Vera saw a little girl who hiccups with the wolf, and she couldn't help but handed over a bottle of warm water distressedly.

Carlos stopped speaking, and kept squinting at Vera with a vague look, his expression was very strange.

Lord Lord suddenly flew into a rage--No matter how good the white floor-wrapped priest's robe Vera wore today, no one except him dared to get half a look. This wild boy of unknown origin is under the eaves, and his eyes dare not be honest. I really don't know how to write dead words!

As far as his skill of hitting a three-legged cat twice, Lord Lord hasn't paid attention to it yet!

"What we believe in is..." Carlos hesitated, seeing that he couldn't get through it before continuing; "It's the God of Light, but the doctrine is not the same as the mainstream."

He took out a cross from his neckline, and it was very old at first glance, and the silver had been rubbed brightly. The outline is exactly the same as the Holy Light Church, but it is not a saint who is nailed to it, but a twisted and struggling viper.

"Hiss!" Lord Lord took a breath, and began to poke Vera with his eyes.

You should know that all sects that are a little bit particular about the heretics are more hateful than the heretics. The Holy Light Church, as the number one name in Tianzi nowadays, although I have not heard of heretics, I think it will not be soft-hearted.

"Huh?" Vera blinked her eyes twice, and the surprise on her face was no less than that of Richard. "Why haven't I heard that the Holy Light God has another group of people?"

"We call ourselves the Supreme Dark Source Light Sect. I am currently the leader." Anyway, I have missed the bottom. Carlos narrated more smoothly, pointing to a pair of gray-haired old men beside him, "This is my uncle and aunt, currently They are the chief mother and the cardinal of the church."

There was a burst of laughter in the surroundings, and the noisy people who watched the excitement hugged their stomachs and leaned forward and back together, and they didn't even care to eat.

——The group of people in front of them are more shabby than the other, and they don’t even dress as high as the slaves of the high mountain fort, but it is not very funny to issue such a prominent title internally.

Richard couldn't laugh at all.

He can feel that Carlos is stronger, and the other two old people are at an age, but obviously much weaker.

But among the twenty refugees who are shiverer than beggars, there are actually three clergymen who are qualified even according to the standards of the Holy Light Church. What is the proportion of seeing the dead!

"How come!" If others may not feel this deeply, Vera knows too much how difficult it is for the church to train a clergyman-it's all about casting a net and trying their luck, and there are very few people who can complete the first step. , Even if you are lucky to get started, most people don't even want to advance even once in their lives.

Any kind of elemental power, whether it is magic or divine art, is extremely difficult to master. Even if it is recognized that the easiest way to get started, that kind of ease is only relatively speaking, in fact it is still difficult.

The Lord of Alpine Fortress has always been more open-minded. It is not that he has not thought of spreading vindictiveness among the fighters, but the progress has been swaying between complete stagnation and near stagnation.

Because of this, even if Richard always ridiculed her inferior magic skills, Vera never wavered her self-confidence. She knew that she was the youngest praying nun in the former Stuart Church, and she was deeply proud of it.

But at this moment, she suddenly doubted her life.

"Uncle Yule is a holy priest, and Aunt Sarah is a holy priest."

Shenghui level is only just getting started, but the prayer level is different, roughly equivalent to an intermediate mage or an intermediate swordsman.

You must know that although they are named after the mid-level, due to the pyramidal distribution, they are already outstanding representatives who can exceed 90% of their peers in their respective fields!

No matter how sluggish it was, the laughter gradually dwindled after hearing other people here slapped a little bit. In the end, only the second general, Huo Ha, could not stop holding his stomach. They laughed for at least a hundred breaths more before realizing that the situation was not right, and they closed their mouths in a shameless manner.

Hutt had just cleaned up the undead spellcasters trapped in the fog, and walked into the hall from the door with a long bow. He scratched his head in confusion when he saw it was so quiet inside, "Are you playing wooden people?"

"Tell me about you guys." Richard put his hands in his trouser pockets and raised his chin at Carlos. "Don't be clever,"

He is really curious-it is so difficult to make a living with this group of people, it is impossible to put too much effort on screening fresh blood, how can there be such a quantity and quality of clergy.

"Unless you guarantee our safety."

"No problem." Lord Lord rushed in front of Vera and agreed.

"A long time ago, the Holy Light Church experienced a big disagreement." Carlos also knew that he didn't have much money to bargain, and said honestly, "One group believes that all attacking magic arts, specializations, blessing magic arts, and catering to the world should be given up, so as to spread the light. God’s grace; the other faction insists on retaining the offensive magic, carrots and sticks are indispensable."

"Oh." Richard nodded nonchalantly.

The bishop Paul in Vatican told him before that the Holy Light Church, which is now known for blessing magic arts, also once possessed offensive magic arts. It wasn't until later that self-castration was seeking to develop, and it became the pattern it is today.

To this day, few outsiders know about that period except for the high-level inside the church. The fact that the other party can be so clear is enough to prove that it is not just nonsense.

It seems that the transformation process has not been so smooth now~www.readwn.com~ After all, as long as there is a place for people, there has never been disputes.

"It seems that the former faction is orthodox." Vera said with a frown.

"But the latter faction hasn't disappeared either." Carlos smiled back. "They left the center of the church, wandered around to sharpen their way of the Holy Light, and eventually became the pioneers of the Dark Source Light."

"It's not that I'm pulling sideways, it's not unreasonable for the castration faction." Lord Lord sighed with emotion.

After parting ways, the Holy Light Church of Vatican has become Tianzi No. 1 with endless prosperity and wealth. And Fufei Self-Pie didn't even have a piece of full-length clothing, and it must have been a while since I tasted the meat.

Among other things, the price of Guangweila's outfit is enough for this group of hardships to get together in the next life. It is almost unheard of that genuine clergy can be reduced to this step of the field.

Facts speak louder than words, and this extreme contrast is sufficient to explain the problem. If you insist on evaluating the gains and losses, I am afraid that even the descendants of the dark source light in front of them will not be able to speak up.

Mature seniors know that compromise is an art, and there is an example that cannot be moved.