The dangerous aura flashed away, it seemed to be Lucian's hallucination, but the "Ring of Congers" in his left hand was reminding him that a strong man was indeed approaching just now.
"Lucian......" Afrith saw Lucian staying there and was about to speak, but was stopped by his right hand pressing down, so he stared at his translucent eyes for some reason.
In such a sensitive situation, there are still people who come to this small church in the civilian area in the east of the city, what is his purpose?
After a while, Lucian could no longer sense that dangerous aura, so he used a small fluctuation of "concealment communication" to say to Afreth: "Someone approached just now, at least at a high level, and now it seems that they have infiltrated the 'Church of Redemption'.
Avery immediately got excited, is there an enemy? Having an enemy means victory, and victory means loot!
Raising his paws, Avery forcefully wiped away the saliva that overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
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Richard stood quietly in front of the cross, thinking about the conversation just now, the sprouts that had been hidden in his heart for more than 20 years seemed to be gradually sprouting under the sunlight, and the chaotic and contradictory concepts of the past were sorted out little by little, reshaping his own faith.
At this moment, he was calm and silently prayed: "If this reading of the Holy Scriptures goes against your teachings and will, then let the light consume me, which means that my faith is shaken by the fallen morning star, and I will fall into hell."
He raised his head, opened his eyes, drew a cross on his chest, his eyes were gentle and firm, and he whispered: "You are one, and ten thousand, the beginning and the end...... I think I understand your teachings, God loves the world, redeems the world, religion exists to defend faith, not to block faith, everyone has the right to receive revelation from the "Holy Scriptures", as long as the heart is pious, you can receive your spiritual light."
Richard was happy physically and mentally, the dirt that had confused him for twenty or thirty years seemed to have been evaporated one by one under the light of the holy light, and his faith became more and more firm and religious, and the strength that had been bottlenecked for decades seemed to have touched the door of the ninth level.
"These are all your gifts, but the truth endures." Richard drew a cross on the emblem on his chest.
In fact, from Lucian's point of view, with Richard's piety and his theological research, if he hadn't been confused and wandering for a long time, he would have been promoted to the ninth level, and he might have become a Holy Spirit pastor and entered the realm of legends.
Richard got up from his seat and motioned for the pastors and bishops in the church to end their prayers and leave, while he went to the garden next to him, breathing in the fragrance of flowers mixed in the fresh air at night, feeling the beauty of life, and thinking about the program of the Reformation he was about to propose, all of which were given by the God of truth.
"No matter how dangerous the road ahead is, no matter how suppressed it is by the Pope and the members of the College of Cardinals, I will also complete the program, submit it to the College of Cardinals, and disseminate it to other clergy." Richard had no idea of becoming independent, but also pinned his hopes on reforms within the church, when suddenly, he turned around with a sense of sensation and saw a cardinal in a bright red robe and a square hat walking towards him with a smile.
"Octave?" Richard recognized this as a talent he had cultivated when he was in charge of the Lenttat Abbey, the cardinal who had previously been in charge of the Inquisition in the Diocese of Holm.
Octave was a very majestic middle-aged man with thick black eyebrows and a pair of sharp pale blue eyes, he smiled and said, "You should have heard about the recent events, I am a little wandering in my heart, so I want to ask you for an explanation."
"I have resentment in my heart, so I am going to be blinded?" Richard asked with a scripture from the Holy Scriptures, with a kind expression that was very calming.
Octave drew a cross on his chest: "Yes, I am afraid that I have been blinded by resentment, that I have forgotten my original intention of serving the Lord, and that I have been abandoned by the Lord, but, Mr. Richard, is it not a betrayal of the Lord's teachings that we allow evil to wander before us, and tolerate it for all kinds of reasons?"
「…… Because of his faith, he was not afraid of the devil, ignored the flames, and threw himself into the most dangerous enemy, without retreating ......."
He also recited the scriptures of the Holy Scriptures, with a slightly questioning look on his face, questioning himself and the church.
Richard shook his head: "What is evil? Where is the evil place of the nobles you executed?"
"He listens to the 'Voice of the Mystery', and he cooperates with magicians to make money." Octaf's voice became higher.
Richard pointed to the Holy Book in his hand: "The Lord only tells us, do not be greedy, do not lie, do not indulge, do not ignore life, do not fill your heart with pain and hatred, what did that nobleman not do?"
"He lied! Weaving lies and working with magicians." Octave replied subconsciously.
Richard smiled: "Those who lie will not be able to ascend to the heavenly mountain, wander the earth, and be harmed by thunder and lightning and fire...... This is the Lord's punishment for them, and He does not say that he can disregard their lives."
"He cooperates with magicians to listen to the sound of mysteries!" Octaf didn't understand Richard's idea anymore.
Richard said calmly: "The Holy Book does not say that you cannot cooperate with a magician, as long as the magician is not an evil person who violates the teachings of the Holy Code."
"How can it not be an evil one, the Canon ......" Octave recited the contents of the Canon.
Richard looked at him with a smile until he stopped speaking, "Since you follow the Scriptures, you have to consider the wishes and ideas of the church, why are you resentful?"
Octave said with a happy face: "Yes, it is not the church that complains, not the Canon, but the high-ranking Crown and Your Excellency who have repeatedly revised the Canon against the original intention of the faith, they have deviated from the Lord and can no longer effectively spread the Lord's faith. I hope you will stand up and appeal to the other clergy of the Diocese of Holm, to awaken their numb souls, and to jointly propose to His Holiness the Pope to restore the original Canon."
"What if the Pope is unwilling?" Richard had just gone through a lobbying session and was very keenly aware of the eccentricity of Octaf's words.
"If he doesn't want to, we will elect a real crown that represents the will of the Lord, and I think many members of the College of Cardinals have a similar view!" Octave said with a little excitement and enthusiasm, "In my heart, you are such a candidate!"
"Don't be taken advantage of, the right thing to do is to give back the right to interpret the Holy Scriptures to every devout believer and be justified by faith!" Richard shook his head and declined Octaf's invitation.
Unexpectedly, Richard's thoughts were more radical than his own, and Octaf was stunned for a moment, and then began to persuade again.
However, Richard, who had just strengthened his faith, was like a stone that could not be salted and refused to accept any opinions that did not conform to his own reform program.
Finally, Octave lowered his head in frustration and said, "Then I will take my leave first, I hope you can figure it out in the future, and we welcome you to join us at any time."
We? Richard frowned, and when he saw that Octaf had turned to leave, he didn't say anything more.
Watching Octave step into the corridor, Richard put his hands behind his back and continued to refine his reform program.
At the end of the corridor, Octaf suddenly stopped, a fierce smile appeared on his face, and at some point there was a brown scroll containing terrifying power in his hand.
"The dead are often easier to use than the living, because he can't speak anymore!"
"Richard who died at the hands of a magician is more likely to provoke conflict than Richard who is alive!"
The scroll was torn open by him, and the power of the eternal flow suddenly exploded, and Richard and the area around him were immediately dyed in the gray of nothingness and death.
Octave took out a black scroll again and tore it open, and the inexplicable magical power rushed towards Richard, which would remove all the supernatural power effects below legendary on Richard's body, and even the legendary "artifacts" had a certain chance of being destroyed.
Nine-ring magic "Great Cracking Technique"!
Just as Octave took out the last magic scroll "Ultimate Destruction Orb", he suddenly saw a figure appear in front of him, pointing at him.
With a snap, all the magical items on Octaf's body were shattered, the cardinal's robe turned into light spots of different colors, and even his physical body "evaporated" into a layer of "fog" composed of various elements.
Caught off guard, he was immediately hurt, and his body and soul seemed to fall into stiffness.
Lucian's "Elemental Order" was more perfect after the initial explanation of the outer electron exchange in New Alchemy, and its power increased again, and it also had an effect similar to that of the Nine Rings when used with the strength of the Seven Rings.
Although the magic circle of the "Church of Salvation" covered up most of the magic fluctuations, Lucian, who was close at hand, still recognized the nine-ring magic, so he went to rescue Richard, but because the use of legendary magic would definitely break through the barrier of the magic circle, so the legendary powerhouses of Rentat sensed it, so they did not use the Ring of Congers.
And Octaf's wasteful act of using two nine-ring scrolls made Lucian hate it, high-end scrolls are much rarer than alchemy items, because there are not many materials that can carry high-level magic, and there are even fewer suitable scrolls for writing scrolls, and how can one-time scrolls compare to alchemy items that can be used repeatedly?
Unless it can only be made into scrolls, magicians would rather look for more materials to refine items, even a "monopoly" like Lucian does not have a scroll of advanced or above now, Octave is simply smashing people with money!
Lucian pointed his hand again, and was about to use the "Spell Reduction Technique" to reduce Octaf's magic resistance, and then use the "Petrification Technique" to make him into a statue and take him back to torture him slowly.
At this time, a figure suddenly rushed out of the shadows, and the long sword in his hand had the smell of eliminating extraordinary power, and it slashed at Lucian, who was caught off guard.
Octaf actually has a companion, a heavenly knight with the "elimination" bloodline!
Moreover, he is also Lucian's "acquaintance", Lund, the former captain of the Night Watch of the Alto Court!
Lunde, who had been promoted to the sixth-level Sky Knight for some reason, recognized Lucian's identity, and with his will, he was overjoyed in his heart, and finally wanted to kill this hateful enemy?
He believed that under his elimination bloodline, Lucian's spell trigger would definitely be lifted!
The long sword slashed at Lucian, but it was like a foam, and Lucian's handsome face slowly dissipated with a strange smile.
"Oh no, illusion!" Lunde's heart tightened, and he quickly returned his sword to defend, and a behemoth suddenly appeared behind him, his translucent amber eyes looked at him intently and seriously, his mouth opened, and a cold and paralyzed dragon breath spewed out.
The coercion from the top creature made Lund a little distracted.
Beside Octaf, Lucian's figure appeared and rushed towards the eighth-level cardinal who had just come to his senses.
Octave recognized that Lucian had used "Balor's Transformation Technique", and subconsciously sneered in his heart, a magician transformed into a heavenly knight, isn't this taking advantage of his shortcomings and avoiding his strengths?
So, he set up a divine defense in front of him, ready to block this attack and launch a counterattack, as long as he could escape, he would slander Richard for colluding with the "fallen angels"!
With his left hand clenched into a fist and swung it fiercely, a faint silver moonlight mixed with black, white and gray solidified flashes, Octaf's eyes widened, and he was stunned to see his defense shattered like paper under Lucian's left fist bombardment.
"What is this?"
"Am I dreaming?"
In shock, Octave was hit the side by Lucian's left fist, and suddenly his teeth flew and blood spurted wildly, and he fainted directly.
If Lucian hadn't stopped in time, this punch would have made his brain and blood fly together, and the milky white and dark red would have been dark.
(End of this chapter)