Chapter 210 The real thief is not a good person

"The Religious Alliance will last for a long time, and my life is not much left." Archbishop Sammy talked, "I also had many unfulfilled wishes before I called me. The most important thing among these wishes is that I hope to know the true purpose of the Religious Alliance."

The Archbishop's words made me dizzy. Many clues from the previous ones were linked. Now I finally know what the Archbishop Sammy was thinking.

Almost instinctively, I wanted to shake my head and refuse, but couldn't show it too clearly, so I had to smile and said, "Does no one really know the true purpose of the religious alliance?"

"I don't believe the slogans they shouted themselves." Archbishop Sammy said lightly, "What's the point of religious liberation. Even the làng Masters Association has an ultimate goal. Such a large force in the religious alliance, there are activities all over the world, and a small freedom and equality cannot satisfy them."

Of course I know and understand what Archbishop Sammy said, but I have never thought about it in depth. After all, I always feel that it is someone else's business and has nothing to do with me. Unexpectedly, I encountered it in the end, and it was all around. Of course I understand what Archbishop Sammy said to me.

"The disciples of God are selected through the observation of local churches." Archbishop Sammy continued, "Whether he can really become a disciple and have supreme appeal in the church still requires a long wait and test. I hope Mr. Cen can pass this test."

After saying these words, the Archbishop actually stood up and made a call.

I felt uneasy and strange in my heart, but I still walked to the end of the reception room as Archbishop Sammy's request. Fuji Qiuyan and Liu Yangyang remained motionless under Archbishop Sammy's eyes, watched me walk to the wall and push the wall away.

The walls were dark. After entering, I found that Archbishop Sammy had arrived in front of me and kept pressing various switches along the way. Each set of switches was a row of numbers. Archbishop Sammy's memory of these numbers was quite accurate, and fundamentally eliminated the possibility of mistakes.

"This mén is specially prepared for us old guys." Archbishop Sammy pressed the digital switch and was still leisurely explaining to me. "All numbers are arranged in disorderly sixteen-digit groups. If one of them is wrong, the corridor will be completely blocked, and then blown in flames that melt steel and poisonous gas that kills the giant beasts."

I didn't show any shock, but instead momo said: "Isn't this too domineering?"

"Protecting the holy objects is the duty." Archbishop Sammy was actually amiable when he was talking about this topic.

From the perspective of Archbishop Sammy, he also knew that if I did not give me some benefits or some powerful proof, I would definitely not follow the church's meaning as respectfully and purely as I seemed. Introducing the holy objects to me was just the first step in all the strategies of this Archbishop's tenderness.

I knew very well what the Archbishop wanted me to do for the church, and the Archbishop was also very clear that I could understand what he meant. We, one old and one young, walked through the passage full of traps and came to a simpler room.

My heart moved, and the voice of Elsia in my mind was already ringing.

"Humans, I don't recognize this so-called holy object."

Seeing Archbishop Sammy saluted and grandly saluting a square stone platform surrounded by a curtain in the center, I knew that this was the place where the holy objects were placed. As for what this was, even Sister Alcia, who knew that even the God Realm All Things, did not know, and of course I wouldn't know.

"Mr. Cen, this is the biggest secret hidden in the entire church." Archbishop Samir introduced to me with an open and honest mouth, "The holy things we are waiting for are the tokens left by my God when we walk on earth, proving the contract between my God and mankind."

I looked to the center of the curtain tent, and a faint white mist lingered around the square stone platform within my eyes. This was a manifestation of the power of the gods. Looking closer, I saw a bronze mirror lying flat in the curtain tent, quietly releasing a faint divine power.

"It's something from the gods." I was excited in my heart, "Sister, come and see, is this thing useful to you?"

Elsia hesitated for a moment and replied in a very affirmative voice: "It's useless."

OK, when I didn't ask...

Elsia said again: "It's useful to you."

"What does it mean?" I used my heart and asked my omniscient sister, who knew everything.

"You'll know if you touch it." Elsia is now learning from me to start to play puzzles, which makes me feel a little angry.

On the surface, I was filled with curiosity and surprise, and asked unscrupulously to the almost proud Archbishop, "Author, this is..."

Archbishop Sammy smiled all over his face, and his pride in his bones was still lingering. He said to me with indifferent and lofty superiority: "This is one of the tokens left by my god in the beginning of the holy war. People in the world are ignorant, and few wise people can truly witness its true appearance."

What the Archbishop means is that I am a "wise man"? If I don't look flattered at this time, I will be really mentally retarded. With perfect cooperation with the Archbishop's kind smile, my face is full of glimmer of honor. ** I am a gold medal supporting actor at least, I don't believe that you can't practice, you old fox

The Archbishop continued to be good at it, but he stood under the faint light of the holy object, which seemed to himself be shrouded in a layer of sacred aura, and his words were even more ethereal and sonorous: "If Mr. Cen wants to prove his identity as a disciple and let the church members all over the world worship him, he must make some contributions to my teaching."

I listened patiently to the old man turning the topic back to the church's request for me, and deeply admired this person as an old fox who has been doing religious careers all his life. On the one hand, he showed contempt and aroused the competitive spirit of my young man. On the other hand, he began to actively win over him. While showing the secrets of the church to me, he made such a request, which was almost impossible to refuse.

Today, I am still very different from the silly boy who was reckless and impulsive. With such a good manners, my face was completely filled with the shock and confusion of a little kid when facing the vast world, and I was estimating whether this old man had kidnapped Xiaoyu's mastermind. At present, from the inside and outside of this old ghost's words, he should have a direct relationship with Xiaoyu's disappearance.

There is a limit to pretending to be stupid. After listening to the old man's words, I still stared at the faintly glowing holy object behind him: "Master Archbishop, I want to see holy objects that no one in the world can see."

No matter how much I praise it, I am always a child. In the eyes of the old man, I have no mistake in my request. Archbishop Sammy smiled and moved away from his body: "Look, people's curiosity is endless, but they always forget that even this curiosity is given by God."

I took a step forward, but I disdained to agree with such words. Human beings are now planning to challenge the gods of the kingdom of God. Will they really think that everything they have is given by the gods?

As I approached the square stone platform surrounded by the curtain, I immediately felt a burning heat flowing towards my limbs. This feeling had happened when I first acquired divine power. Although it was not necessarily a good thing, I was still sure that it was definitely not a bad thing.

In the archbishop's kind smile, I got closer to the stone platform step by step, and also to the faint white light. The faith and prayers of believers have been concentrated here for many years and are absorbed by holy objects. I am sure that the power it contains now is much greater than when it was first hidden in this church.

As soon as my body contacted the white light, I felt the ground under my feet shook slightly. At this moment, the whole church seemed to be in a cold war, and everything became vibrant and sensitive. The holy object obviously felt the power in my body and spontaneously resonated.

The smile on the Archbishop's face froze. As an old charlatan who has been engaged in priesthood for a long time, he certainly felt something.

The white mist quickly condensed and retracted into the holy relics. The layer of light that had just coated the Archbishop with a little divine light disappeared, and I was able to clearly see the items placed in the stone platform.

This is a cup-shaped sculpture. I didn't find it strange when I first saw it. After I took a closer look, I realized that the difference between this thing and an ordinary cup is its material. Even though I claimed that I have read many books and remembered many complicated details that others don't know, I still can't tell at a glance what the bottom of this cup is made of.

If I look closely, I find that I can't see the bottom of the cup at a glance. In the cup where fluorescent light is still flowing, I actually see the nebula rolling.

Not to mention the ultimate structure and carving, there are a series of wonders of bo patterns sliding on the four walls of the cup, for many people, who may have never seen it in this life.

Well, if I had never been in contact with the gods of the Kingdom of God before, this scene might be amazing. At this moment, I saw this holy object, and before I could ask Elsia, the nv God sister had already given me the simplest and most direct answer: "It's Olihagang."

If it weren't for the Bishop next to me, I almost wanted to shoot the big tui. Why didn't I expect this legendary super metal? Look, it's still because the nv god sister is very knowledgeable and lives for a long time.

Cup... In my impression, the god of Gurebasto was a guy who was extremely hard-working and self-disciplined, and he would definitely not use such a gorgeous cup. Therefore, I asked in a very sincere tone: "Master Archbishop, is this thing... a holy thing left by God on earth?"

Archbishop Sammy seemed to see through what I thought, and said with a forced smile: "This is the treasure given to the warriors of the Day of the Holy War by my God. Unfortunately, there are not many things left to be preserved after the magic catastrophe..."

I was transparent in my heart. Archbishop Sammy was still surprised why I had a strange reaction with the holy objects. In addition, someone had previously determined that I was a disciple of the Gurebasto, and the archbishop's attitude that was originally a little dissatisfied with me immediately changed a little. Of course, the archbishop, who was a mature jing, covered up very well. Whether it was his previous contempt or his current attention, they were hidden in his seemingly casual smile.

Although this Archbishop Sammy is a Westerner, his style is quite close to that of an Oriental.

I said with clarity and continued to appreciate the holy artifact. It was recorded in the books of the Gurebasto that the god turned into an ordinary farmer and explained it to the world. As his followers became more and more, the powerful and powerful at that time struggled to destroy the ancient Rebasto religion, which was inscribed in the prototype. Many people came out for the gods they believed in, and were known in history as the first holy war in the church. The war ended in the failure of the powerful and powerful, and the Gurebasto religion became the only official religion in many small countries at that time. The god who was still a farmer at that time used the artifact to serve the heroes with wine, and the wine in the wine glass was drunk without being exhausted. It was one of the miracles.

Now it seems that the god who was using it at that time was probably the thing in front of him.

"Does the Church of Gurebasto have anything to do with your Kingdom of God?" I still pretended to observe the Holy Grail carefully, and still asked Elsia in my heart.

"I don't know..." Elsia was very distressed when she said this, "Many of my memories are still blank..."

I simply gave up asking questions and reached out to grab the Holy Grail under the Archbishop's gaze in surprise.

"Mr. Cen, don't..."

How could the Archbishop move faster than me? This powerful old man might have been a skilled guy back then. Now all kinds of superior lives have already raised him into a boastful pig. I held the Holy Grail with my hand, and he shouted half a word there.

The next second, the scorching force in the Holy Grail rushed in along my arms, and the faint light returned to my arms and disappeared immediately.

It felt like something was swallowed raw, and I felt like I was so stuffy that I almost vomited.

**…Eating too much is indeed not a good thing. But thinking that the holy objects that countless people once coveted were almost occupied by me, I was in a very comfortable mood.

Elsia exclaimed: "Human, your body is indeed different from ordinary humans. The divine power that can be stored is almost comparable to that of the people of the Kingdom of God."

I smiled, wondering if this smile seemed too evil to the Archbishop. Anyway, I smiled very well... I put the Holy Grail back. In order to make the Archbishop feel better, I left some divine power so that the thing could continue to emit a faint white light.

As soon as I put down the Holy Grail, the Bishop rushed over with a quick step, pulled my clothes, stretched his neck to look in the Holy Grail: "Mr. Cen, don't be rude to the holy objects."

The old charlatans are usually more sensitive, so I certainly understand that what he is mainly worried about is whether he will take responsibility. With Archbishop Sammy's realm, he could see whether the holy weapon is extraordinary, but he absolutely did not know how much divine power condensed by faith contained in it.
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