"Oh, if everyone in the world is like you, the human race will not have evolved into what it is today. Rose... would you like to help me? I know it is a bit offensive to say this, but now that the old God Cult is just now, even if His Majesty Ye Yue is willing to support him, the tragic situation of the church in the past is still in front of you. The people have long lost their faith, and even if they join the church, it is embarrassing to the heavy responsibility. The Pope has always been worried. Under the shackles, the people have long been unable to bear the hard work. She is determined to rescue her, but she has no one to help her. Rose, you are a kind person, a person who truly has a soul. I really hope that you can become a part of the church."

Emilia looked at Qiangwei with a sincere face, but Qiangwei was a little embarrassed. In the education she received since childhood, her description of the divine power was very extreme. She was intrigued by the public and controlled the hearts of the God of Nothingness. On the surface, she said that she guided the world, but in fact she took over the power and almost competed with the royal power. The so-called faith was just a sugar-coated coat that covered the ugly nature. The holy religion of Xuyang Kingdom is a living example. How ridiculous is the king of Xuyang Kingdom even needed to bow his head and kiss his feet when he saw the pope?

The royal power and the divine power have always been in constant struggle, so there are many people who destroyed the country. If Ye Bei had not been ruthless and had directly erased the old divine religion more than 20 years ago, perhaps the Beiye Kingdom would have long been reduced to the second Xuyang Kingdom.

It is really hard to tell whether it is true or false, but the book records it. She actually doesn’t have much affection for religion in her heart, but if she refuses directly, it would seem inhumane. Qiangwei stammered and said, “Ah… this is not suitable. First, I don’t understand the rules of the Old God Cult, and secondly, my abilities are really limited and I don’t even meet the teacher. Otherwise, I will definitely have a more suitable candidate than me. Besides, I have no plans to be single in this life, so I’d better continue to be a teacher.”

"This way, you don't have to make things difficult. You need to be voluntarily in your church. Faith is not forced. I understand your difficulties. Let's do this. What is your student's name? I'll accompany you to find him first." Emilia shook her head and smiled. This made Qiangwei feel embarrassed.

Is she too inhumane? She could clearly say it more tactfully. Qiangwei secretly blamed herself in her heart, and for a moment she ignored Emilia's question. When she realized that, a terrifying cry suddenly came from not far away.

"What's it!?"

"monster!"

"monster!?"

"Help!"

The screams of exclamations were endless, and the originally silent street suddenly became gloomy and terrifying. Qiangwei shivered all over. Emilia said nothing. She looked solemn and walked quickly towards the direction where the sound came. Seeing this, Qiangwei had to follow. She didn't know what she had given birth, nor did she know the specific location of Mo Qiunian, but judging from the current situation, the two of them were always much better than one.

The two of them were almost passing through an alley. For some reason, it was obviously not raining, but there was a lot of water in the dim alley, and there was still a very strange smell. Rose was originally following Emilia, but her stomach couldn't help but churning. She covered her mouth tightly and ran over Emilia quickly. Tonight, the North Wind City was cloudless and the cold moon was hanging high.

After rushing out of the alley, for some reason, the smell outside the alley was several times heavier than inside the alley. Rose could no longer help, holding the wall and lowering his head to retching. This was probably the most disgusting smell she had ever smelled in her life. Emilia walked to her side and patted her back gently, "Don't look up, wait for me here."

After saying this, Emilia put down the oil lamp in her hand. When Qiangwei heard this, she subconsciously looked up at her. The scene that came into her eyes almost collapsed. It is not an exaggeration to describe the scene in front of her as hell.

Dark red blood covered the entire street, and broken limbs and arms were everywhere. Nearly a hundred people in ragged clothes, shackled and covered with blood, were eating the meat in their hands with relish. Someone tried to escape, but was thrown to the ground. The sharp nails and teeth were tearing open their chests and throats in the next second. A man protected his wife and daughter behind him, and there was no hope of running away. He roared and suppressed the fear in his heart, waving the sickle that was not as sharp as it was in his hand.

But in the face of these "wild beasts" who did not know what to retreat, were not afraid of death, and followed the **, the sickle in his hand seemed so powerless that in just one second, his right hand had been torn off.

"Let go of dad!"

The daughter broke free from her mother's arms and ran towards her father while throwing the "wild beast" with the stone in her hand. In her world, evil dogs are afraid of stones, cats are afraid of stones, and bad children are afraid of stones, so bad people are sure to be afraid of stones!

The heart-wrenching crying woke Qiangwei up. She formed a seal with her right hand, and the red spiritual formation suddenly appeared in front of her. Just as she was about to cast a spell, Emilia gently pressed Qiangwei's hand. She shook her head at Qiangwei and said, "You will accidentally hurt many people. Do you remember what I said? I'll save people. Can you help me with spells? "

Perhaps because of the fright, Rose started with the sixth-level fire spirit spell, the flame star flow. As Emilia said, this level of spell will inevitably hurt many people by mistake. Not to mention that Rose is not in a state of mind now, even if she has full control, it will be difficult for her to ensure the accuracy of the spell at such a close distance.

"I'm fine, but you..."

Rose immediately dissipated the Yan Xingliu's spiritual formation, waved his right hand lightly, and the night wind suddenly became fast, and a wind blade hit the chin of the "wild beast" that was about to drop.

“…Um!”

The wind blade is a fourth-level wind spirit spell. Although it is not very powerful, it will not be so good if you take a solid blow. The last second he opened his mouth wide and prepared to enjoy food, but the next second his tongue was bitten off by his teeth. The smelly blood mixed with saliva kept dripping along his chin. He suddenly looked up at Qiangwei, but what caught his eyes was a pair of plain white hands.

Emilia didn't care at all how dirty they were, and her seemingly slender hands pressed lightly on top of his head.

The reason why spiritual paths are divided into two systems is not only because of the difference between spells and martial arts, but also because few people in today's world can master both spiritual and spiritual martial arts at the same time. Human energy is limited and their lifespan is limited. A lifetime is only a hundred years. Not to mention being proficient in both paths, I am afraid that even one path is unlikely to reach the top. Even if a ghost who is praised by Qiu as a genius, his spiritual method realm is nothing but a spiritual guide.

There are a series of hearing and specializing in art. The secrets of spiritual path are not just control of spiritual power. Spiritual techniques are completely different from spiritual martial arts. For example, Rose has the level of a great spiritual warrior in controlling spiritual power. Her spiritual core is enough to cope with the sixth level and below spells. However, this does not mean that she can use close combat to the level of the spirit martial arts. More extreme, it can be used as an example. His spiritual martial arts realm has reached a half-step divine abyss, and his control of spiritual power is comparable to that of a forbidden spirit warrior, but he is difficult to even use the eighth level spell.

The key to the way of spiritual martial arts is to use spiritual power to stimulate the potential of the human body, so as to break through the limits of degree, strength, and reaction, temper the muscles and bones, and to be invincible for a long time, and swords are difficult to hurt. Like a ghost, ordinary low-level spells do not even need defense. With martial arts, swords, etc., the strength of one-on-one is definitely above the Holy Spirit.

The key to the spiritual power is different. It requires the spiritual power between heaven and earth, and uses its own spiritual power as the guide, and cast different spells through chanting and spiritual arrays. The scope of destruction is far above spiritual martial arts. Perhaps one-on-one. If a spiritual magician does not prepare or trump cards in advance, it will be difficult for a spiritual martial arts of the same level. However, the ninth level of spells and forbidden spells are all synonyms of destruction. A powerful spiritual magician can even make the empire afraid of it and compromise.

Emilia's words and deeds are obviously proficient in spiritual magic and spells, so how high can her spiritual martial arts achieve? It is natural that Rose can use low-level spells to help her, but is it inappropriate for Emilia to choose to approach her as a spiritual magician?

However, Qiangwei's doubts were solved in the next second.

Bang!

Emilia actually squeezed his head without changing her face, and her white brain mixed with blood splattered on her flawless face. She gently dusted off some of the tiny bones and pieces of flesh stuck on the nun's robe. Her behavior obviously aroused the anger of the group of "wild beasts". They struggled and tried to break the chains that bound their hands and feet, while roaring at her, all kinds of voices sandwiched together, like a whisper of death.

Emilia didn't look afraid at all, and seemed to care nothing at all. She turned around and wanted to hug the little girl who fell to the ground. However, the little girl looked at her with fear and couldn't help but retreat. She bent down and whispered to the little girl, "Don't be afraid, sister won't hurt you."

But these words obviously could not bring the frightened girl to her senses. Perhaps for her, this sister in nun's robe, but covered in blood and brains, was no different from these "wild beasts". She was all bad people. She struggled to get up, hid behind her mother quickly, and peeked at Emilia in fear.

Emilia pursed her lips and smiled sadly. She did not insist. She walked to the man and reached out to brush the wound of his broken arm. The milky white spiritual power slowly covered the bloody wound. The man's frown gradually relaxed, but the fear that he had just been almost divided and eaten still firmly occupied his heart. He looked at the spell that Emilia cast in amazement and asked in disbelief, "Are you...are you an angel sent by the gods to save us?"

"...I'm not an angel." Emilia was slightly stunned, then shook her head.

The man seemed to want to ask something, but Emilia was obviously not in the mood to continue chatting in this situation, and she whispered "The guards will come soon, and protect your family until then."

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Chapter completed!