Under the pale moon, the ruins of the Marquis were silent.

Pieces of white cloth were covered on the smoothed earth, functioning as tablecloths. The nuns placed the Holy Communion on it. The food was mostly bread and vegetables, taken from the ruins.

The pits and walls in the lee were also filled with suet candles, and a few Templars even piled up some natives and stuck trees on top to serve as crosses.

The priests of Ratched gathered together and silently looked around the ruins, looking at the newspaper reporters or incident investigators who were wandering outside the candlelight, exploring every piece of land.

Many of them come from the royal capital, the empire, and even the surrounding counties.

But without exception, it seems to be extremely quiet in this disaster place.

Carmen is one of them.

Unlike others, the corners of his mouth would raise from time to time.

Compared to others, he had experienced too many such disastrous things, so that after his family died, he was sold to the royal family and became a member of the Shenghui Dark Night.

Inhuman mental torture and hard training allowed him to climb up the ranks until the royal family was ousted and they were activated, turning on the unlimited assassination mode of the Grand Duke.

If he had not won the favor of the saint during a summoning ceremony, he might have died during the annihilation of the royal capital.

However, thanks to the great Saint, he became the victor. The Saint's Church he built with his own hands defeated all the cultists in the royal capital. He was appreciated by the Grand Duke and joined the Consul's Advisory Council. Within a few months,

Within a short period of time, the cultists were killed from the royal capital directly to the banks of the Rhine River.

Even the remnants of the Shenghui Dark Night had to temporarily avoid the spotlight and move away from home.

But as time goes by, Carmen feels more and more the limits of her power. It is not enough to defeat other organizations just by relying on the portrait of the saint. It is too single. The foundation of a church must be sequence.

Those who inherit the Holy Glory Dark Night Sequence will be finished when they reach the rank of Four Hell Summoners. There is no way to know the subsequent sequences. This limits their growth and means that they will lose their value in the hands of the Grand Duke and will always just do some small things.

work.

But speaking of powerful power, it is not without power. For example, the miracle last night was quite powerful, but this miracle directly destroyed six of their fanatical believers. For the small church that had just been established, this kind of loss was very great.

Fortunately, after that, the great god listened to their difficulties and sent an oracle.

He asked Carmen, the pope, to follow the saint and experience the birth of a sequence firsthand.

God is indeed omniscient and almighty, and I have recently felt vaguely that the Grand Duke did not pay enough attention to the Saintess Church, and even tried to take advantage of him after the small cult organization was almost destroyed.

So this morning, he took the initiative to resign from the advisory board, and even let go of the people that the Grand Duke thought he had, leaving behind a batch of undiscovered seeds. Then he hired a sinecure in the emerging industry, the newspaper office, and what did he do?

A sinecure that will not be remembered.

In this way, everything will be solved.

The Spore Project mainly spreads God's will. As for the core people, they may not necessarily be in the most prominent place.

As long as you give them the concepts they yearn for, the sense of accomplishment from participating in the epic, the satisfaction of their needs, and strong strength, then everything will go smoothly.

Here I have to mention the generosity of the Holy Lady. After she purchased the Imperial Image Teleportation Stone, paid for the missionaries' travel expenses, and settled the believers, when she was about to run out of money, the Holy Lady actually gave herself another 10,000 Imperial Bank at noon.

Coupon.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at Robert, the bard he had newly hired in the morning, who had the title of Imperial Baron, and asked in a low voice, "Did the Holy Lady record the incident of giving 10,000 Empire coupons at noon?"

"Of course." Robert tightened the bridge of his nose, and then took out the manuscript, "I have traveled throughout the empire, and I have never seen anyone giving money directly. Even our goddess of the earth only gives bread after praying."

"When the church moved south and the spore plan was launched, the great goddess of wealth Alison gave her 10,000 yuan in travel expenses. Oh! Praise the goddess! That is enough wealth for the people of an earldom to live for a year. Your generosity has made the poor people

The believers’ hearts were warmed, and more people were inspired at the same time.”

Carmen looked at the manuscript silently, handed it back and said to Robert expressionlessly, "Not bad."

"Are there some missing modifiers? I'm afraid that the believers will get confused because I didn't include the names of those who controlled the earthquake." Robert scratched his head.

"No, it's already very good." Carmen said seriously, "At least there are no bed photos or foot hair."

"ah?"

"Someone wrote it."

"Oh, God! Who is so hateful? Let me know that I will kick his ass with my round-toed boots!" Robert shouted angrily, "That is an insult to literature!"

"Shh! Keep your voice down, you are holding the one you are talking about," Carmen reminded.

"Is it alive?" Robert looked at the manuscript in his hand in shock, and then threw it to Carmen.

"Oh my God! How could you give me a cursed object? Who knows if it is contagious or not! If my writing style is like it in the future, wouldn't it mean that my life is cut off?!"

"No, not really."

"As for that!"

The two people were making a loud noise there as if no one was around, immediately attracting reporters and spies from all around. The priest next to Milos looked at them and frowned, turned to him and said, "Sir, those two people are not here to make trouble, are they?

Do you want me to ask someone to chop them down?"

Milos shook his head slightly when he heard this, with a look of honor and disgrace on his face, "No need, they are our guests after all, and it is us who stand on the stage in the end."

"Yes." The priest nodded after hearing this, and then looked at Milos, "Sir, that woman seems to be incapacitated after receiving treatment. Do you want to give her some time during the inauguration ceremony later?"

"To enhance the atmosphere?" Milos raised his brows when he heard this, and turned to look at the pastor, "Lyon, you are not even a member of the church or a friend. You just don't use your brain to do things. We can't touch that person.

Her junior sister is our future collaborator."

"Hmph, everything we have today was given by the God of Creation, why do we still need them?"

Leon was a little unconvinced when this matter was brought up, but with ten votes to one, his objection was invalid.

"That's right, but we can't always think about grace in everything, but we also have to think about rewards. Therefore, in a world where the Creator God is sleeping, we must rely on our own abilities to wake up the great Creator God and endure some unbearable grievances.

Is it even comparable to God’s grace to us?” Milos asked with a smile.

"No." Leon nodded, closing his eyes and gritting his teeth, "If the witch needs that, let me do it."

Milos almost laughed out loud when he heard this. He looked at the old Leon, who was almost sixty years old, and after holding back for a moment, he patted his shoulder, "I never thought you would sacrifice so much for God, but don't worry, everything will be fine."

You don’t need to do anything, you just need to do a little bit, and it will help God’s awakening.”

"What is it?" Leon asked doubtfully.

"When you meet her, keep an amiable face and don't talk." Milos said with a smile, giving people the look of a spring breeze blowing on his face.

Leon nodded when he heard this, and then asked, "Why?"

Why am I afraid that you will be beaten to death by her?

Milos smiled and said nothing when he heard the words. He looked at the Holy Communion, which was arranged, and the candles were all lit. The God of Creation was sleeping soundly. He was about to say that it was time for us to start the celebration, but suddenly he felt a fluctuation in the space above his head.

"Take five steps back and maintain grace."

Milos said with a smile, and then pulled the confused Leon back. As soon as they took five steps back, they saw a flash of green light in front of their eyes, and then there was a bang.

Everyone on the field looked over at that moment, and saw two green iron boxes hitting the spot where Milos had just been standing.

"This is the train of the Empire!" reporters from the royal capital who have been to the Empire shouted loudly, "People from the Empire want to assassinate the priest!"

"Hey!" The two hundred Templar knights standing on the outside immediately drew their swords and rushed towards this side with unnecessary steps. Moreover, they saw Milos waving his hands slightly and looking around with a smile, "Don't worry, everyone, our last

The guests have arrived."

Everyone was filled with doubts when they heard this, but they also glanced at Milos Gao. Anyone who saw this thing suddenly coming would be frightened.

"Crunch~"

The train door opened and Alison, Veroni and John jumped out of the train.

After landing, John, holding his butt, complained to Alison, "You teleporter, ordinary people have to lie down when they go in."

"This is for my exclusive use. You can ride a horse next time." Alison turned around and said something to him, then looked at Milos, "Hello, pastor, where is my senior sister?"

"She is buried in a crack in the ground at the back. She is very safe. Please wait until the ceremony is over before I take you to see her." Milos said with a smile, "There are many people on the field now, and accidents are easy to happen."

Alison narrowed her eyes when she heard this. She looked at the hundreds of people on the field and nodded slightly.

Milos breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. He was afraid that the witch would prevent him from getting off the stage, and then everything today would be over.

Thinking of this, Milos glared at John, just to warn her to prevent her from settling accounts later, but he had no intention of letting her attend the ceremony!

Seeing Milos' bright eyes, John thought he was admiring him, so he saluted him with a smile, which almost made Milos angry.

He turned away and patted Leon on the shoulder next to him. The latter saw him walking towards the high platform at the back, so he shouted loudly, "Everyone, please stand forward, Pastor Milos has something to announce!"

Upon seeing this, a group of investigators and reporters immediately moved forward. Unexpectedly, besides the ruins, there were also new events here.

"Ahem~"

Seeing the crowd gathering, Milos, who was standing on the high platform, cleared his throat and looked at the crowd below, "People of the Creation God, I have something to say."

"Hey! Old man, who are the people of the God of Creation? We believe in the God of War!"

As soon as Milos finished speaking, two investigators from the empire in the capital came out, looked at Milos and asked loudly, "We are here to investigate the incident, who asked you to set up a table here to serve dinner? You

Do you have any respect for those who died in the war?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, the crowd below immediately started whispering, most of them talking about where this pastor came from and how he acted regardless of the occasion?

"Don't say that. The Church of God of Creation also has people who say mass. Maybe they want to do mass."

Someone in the crowd helped to excuse him. When everyone heard the sound, they quickly turned around and saw that it was the pastor of the Boulos Church. The Marquis Manor was right next to Boulos. With such a big thing happening, the city lord and some people in power naturally came to check it out.

Already.
To be continued...