Chapter 128
"Damn you heretic bastard." Nick growled through gnashing teeth, and he took out holy water and poured it on the statue to clean the filth attached to it.
The two men collected the limbs of the statue and put them back together, and then the priest began to recite a prayer.
After leaving the chapel, they walked quickly to the church's backyard. Crown looked around for a while and said, "The layout here is similar to the church in Zach Town."
The priest replied in a bad mood: "They are all standard buildings. The churches in the town were built according to the same blueprint and are basically the same."
Clown patted his companion on the shoulder and said, "The cultists have paid the price with their lives, and we have avenged the people here."
"They got it easy. The majesty of the gods must not be trampled upon. The soul of the leading cultist should be extracted and burned with holy fire for a hundred years."
How do I extract souls? I want to know so that I can use the souls of cultists or monsters to replenish my spiritual power without any psychological burden, Clown thought silently, but he didn't ask in the end.
They walked to the room where the priest lived in the backyard area with ease and found that the passage leading to the basement of the church was open. The glass of the copper lamp holder next to it had been smashed, and there was no place to step on the ground.
Clown frowned as he looked at the dark passage inside: "Did we make this trip in vain?"
He looked carefully at the road under his feet and walked forward to twist the lamp holder, and the bookcase outside the passage moved to close the passage. He twisted the lamp holder again, and the bookcase slowly moved away to reveal the passage.
"The good news is that the mechanism is not broken."
The priest came over, took down the lamp holder on the wall, fiddled with it for a while and said, "This one still works."
He put his hand on the wick and the lamp was lit.
"How convenient," Clown showed an envious look. He couldn't create such an effect with the source of life. If he wanted to light a fire, he had to use a match.
"When you become a third-level flame fighter, you can do it too," the priest said, feeling better and joking.
Klauen bared his teeth: "Yes, I will definitely become a flame fighter. When I become a flame fighter, will you still be a second-level priest?"
"Definitely not. Ever since the Red Moon descended upon the world, the improvement of the extraordinary people has accelerated a lot. Before, it took at least several decades to advance from the second level to the third level, but now it only takes one or twenty years. After the gray fog descended, I can clearly feel that the speed at which my strength increases has accelerated again."
Nick smiled warmly and continued, "I came to Zak Town the second year after becoming a second-level priest. I have been there for three and a half years. I already feel that I have touched the threshold of advancement. In less than two years, I will be able to become a third-level warrior. As for you, common sense says that you have to wait at least four or five years before you can have hope."
What you said is common sense, but I don't follow the ordinary path. Clown smiled back and said, "Tell me what level the masters in Rhine City are at now, so that I can broaden my horizons."
"When I left, the strongest was still at level three. I don't know if they have broken through to the next level now," Nick held up the lamp holder and walked into the passage.
"No way, only level three?" Clown narrowed his eyes, and after getting used to the dim light in the passage, he continued to follow the priest downstairs.
This information was beyond his expectations. In just two months, he had risen from an ordinary person to the level of a second-level transcendent. He had originally thought that the urban area of Rhine City, the largest diocese in the north of the Church of the God of Fire, would be filled with third-level people as numerous as dogs and fourth-level people walking all over the place.
Now it seems that the church may not be as strong as imagined.
"Yes, the strongest one is currently only level three." Nick walked ahead cautiously and said, "Let me tell you some secret knowledge."
“The gods divide individual strength into three levels, namely Extraordinary Bronze, Shining Silver, and Stigma Gold. Those who have not advanced to the Extraordinary level are called Mudbloods.
Each level is divided into stages one, two and three. It is easiest for ordinary people to advance to extraordinary bronze. We often say that advancement is the sublimation of the essence of life. It is purely self-flattering. The essence of our life is just slowly changing.
But reaching the Shining Silver level is completely different. That is called the sublimation of the essence of life, and it is the leap of species. The old man said that the gap between the peak of bronze and the newly promoted silver is greater than the gap between ordinary people and third-level extraordinary people. "
Crown was shocked by the priest's words, but he was more concerned about the source of his knowledge. He asked, "Who is this old man? Did you learn this from him?"
"Listen to the point," the priest muttered, "You should be concerned about the bronze and silver levels. This knowledge is not top secret, and the high-level circles of the church know it."
"That's not right. Rhine City is the largest diocese in the north. If the highest military force here is only bronze level 3, then how strong can the kingdom be? How strong can the highest military force of the entire continent be? The gap in military force is so serious that this realm division is meaningless."
"The old man said that the strongest person in the church is the Pope, whose strength has reached the silver level, but he did not reach that level through normal means. As for the gap in military strength, how would I know?
Many truths in history are lost in time. There are some scattered evidences that show that this world is much larger than we know now. Some researchers even claim that the continent we are on is just a larger island. There are many highly intelligent races in human records. How many of them can you see now?"
"Did the gods send down an oracle to explain what happened to cause the current situation?"
I want to know too. Nick was overwhelmed by the questions and said angrily, "Don't ask. I just don't know. I asked the old man these questions. Do you know how he answered me?"
The priest imitated a slightly old voice and said, "When you become a third-level extraordinary person and stand at the top of the bronze level, you will be qualified to touch the reality of this world."
Crown smiled awkwardly and did not ask any further questions.
Eat one bite at a time, and when you have enough ability, these questions will have answers. For him, the future is destined to be bright.
As the two were talking, they soon reached the bottom.
The priest pushed open the doors of several other rooms and found that they were empty, and the sight of them would make a mouse cry.
They stood in front of the gate of the sanctuary, which was the same stone gate as the sanctuary in Zak Town, grayish white, rough in texture, and carved with flame reliefs.
The stone door was inlaid with a diamond-shaped ruby the size of half a child's palm, and there were a few faint white marks near the ruby.
"These cultists didn't take these two gems away. Is it because they can't do it?"
"Of course, the purpose of building the sanctuary is to resist the invasion of evil gods, and its defense is integrated. To break the defense here, at least a top-level third-level attack power is required to do it."
Nick explained, taking off the holy emblem from his chest and pressing it into the circular groove on the stone door.
"Your holy emblem can actually open the sanctuary of this church?" Clown said in surprise. He thought the priest would have some more advanced means.
The priest answered as a matter of course: "Yes, the holy emblems of other priests can also open the door of the sanctuary in Zak Town. The sanctuary is a safe place. If our own people come and cannot get in, won't they be helpless?"
The ruby on the stone door began to light up, and the crystal red light reflected on the faces of the two people.
The holy emblem began to rotate slowly in a clockwise direction.
"Click, click," the sound of mechanical gears turning echoed in the narrow corridor.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
When the holy symbol stopped turning, the priest took it out, and the stone door roared open to both sides.
The two of them walked in casually, and the priest touched a mechanism, and the place suddenly became as bright as day.
In the corner of the square hall, there was a silver square metal cabinet half a person's height and two wooden cabinets. At the innermost part of the hall, there stood a pale golden angel statue two people's height.
They walked quickly to the angel statue, and Nick squatted down and began to rotate the stone basin engraved with flame patterns under the angel's feet.
There was half a basin of silver holy water in the stone basin. This was pure zero holy water.
"Click"
With a crisp sound, Nick moved the stone basin aside, and took out two palm-sized silver metal boxes engraved with lush flowers from the round hole at the bottom.
He opened the two boxes, and the golden light reflected from inside dazzled the two men's eyes.
There is something in stock, it's not a wasted trip! Clown was very happy.
Nick poured the gold spirit coins from the box onto the ground and quickly counted them: "One pair, two pairs, twenty-two and a half pairs. You take ten, I take eleven, and the rest will be given to the church."
"Ah, you still have to hand it in?"
The priest nodded and said: "The priest stationed here is in his forties. He has several children. One of them is a pastor of the church and works in the logistics department. Another one is a crusader.
"It's not certain when you can use a favor you've given. I still have 24 gold coins left, and the priests in the town's church don't normally have that many."
"Oh, okay," Crown nodded and took the silver box handed over by the priest.
The box is quite heavy in my hand, it must be made of silver.
"This priest is so rich. Even the boxes he uses to store things are more high-end than ours. I remember our boxes were made of brass."
"There are many more residents in Peru Town than in Zak Town. The villages are concentrated near the town, and the efficiency of converting gold spirit coins is much faster than ours."
"No matter what, we have avenged the residents here, and we feel at ease taking some incense money," Clown put his share of gold spirit coins into the box.
He thought for a moment, poured out the spirit coins again, and returned the box to the priest: "If the children knew that their father had two silver boxes, it would not look good if we only returned one."
"Although the possibility is low, what you said makes sense," Nick took the box and refilled it with spirit coins.
Krahn packed the gold spirit coins and walked to the wooden cabinet and opened it.
"We have goods here, too. How do we divide them?"
"Take half and we'll split it between us, and hand in the rest."
"Okay."
While Nick was bottling holy water, Crown began to quickly take things out of the wooden cabinet and put them on the ground in different categories.
Most of it is herbs, with a few metal blocks and some monster materials.
(End of this chapter)