Chapter 53 The True Meaning of the Law
"But we are all unfortunate. Those demons buried in the dust of history have returned to the world, and more and more extraordinary people will lose control." A trace of sadness appeared in Nick's eyes.
Clown was a little suspicious. He learned from the demon hunters that most of the extraordinary people who lost control were spirit masters and demon hunters. How could the extraordinary people of the church also lose control?
He expressed his doubts, and the priest sighed and said, "As extraordinary beings, we not only have physical qualities such as strength and endurance that are superior to ordinary people, but more importantly, our spiritual sense is more acute. The dream you had on the night of the full moon a few days ago was caused by your spiritual sense being too acute. Because of some of us who can sense the darkness covering the world, our spiritual sense will be corrupted by evil."
"This kind of corruption can be eliminated by praying devoutly and gathering the radiance of one's own humanity. However, we will have to fight against various evil creatures in the future. If we do not have time to purify our spiritual filth within a period of time, these filth will attach to our spirits and become increasingly difficult to eradicate."
"Over time, even the church's fighters will get out of control."
"There is also good news. Those evil demons have high spiritual requirements and will only fully awaken when the spiritual concentration of the world rises to a certain level. We still have time to accumulate ourselves. Spiritual activity also means that our strength can reach the level of the most heroic warriors of God in the legend."
The priest explained without slowing down his pace, walking at the front of the crowd.
After about an hour, the golden light from the oil lamp suddenly dimmed, and the thick fog around everyone suddenly filled the area around their bodies.
"Take turns to hold the oil lamp, you're next," Nick stuffed the oil lamp into Crown's hand.
"Pray first. This oil lamp is specially made by the church. It can absorb pure spiritual light and then help us drive away the darkness."
But my faith is not pure. Clown was a little embarrassed. He closed his eyes, tried to be pious, and began to chant the prayer of the God of Fire: "We are bathed in the glory of God. The holy light gives us the courage and strength to face evil. May the God of Fire illuminate our way forward."
The golden light shone in the oil lamp again, but it was far less bright than before.
"Your faith is not strong enough," Nick frowned slightly as he looked at the faint golden light. After Crown prayed, the range of the oil lamp was less than three meters, which was too bad.
Redbeard sneered.
Mocking his teammates at this time was not conducive to unity, so Marshall glared at his friend fiercely, and the other party barely held back.
"Think about which passage in the Bible touches you the most. You don't have to recite it aloud. The purpose of prayer is to allow us to radiate pure spiritual light."
He was guiding him from the side, and decided to cultivate the piety of this church guardian in the future. The other party was able to sense the evil whispers on the night of the full moon without being promoted to the extraordinary level. His spiritual activity and sensitivity were up to standard. There was no reason why the pure spiritual light generated by prayer was so weak.
Pure spiritual light, I understand.
Crown understood. He stopped chanting any scriptures, held the oil lamp in both hands, and began to visualize the Golden Light Mantra.
A bright moon appeared before his eyes, and then it fell between his eyebrows and entered his Niwan. A red sun radiated golden light in his Dantian.
"Crackle", the lamp sparks exploded in the oil lamp, and the golden light became brighter, like a rising sun, the darkness retreated, and the gray fog dissipated.
"Oh my god," Nick cursed in his heart, "All these years of devout faith and hard training are not as good as a warrior who joined halfway?!"
The light from the oil lamp was bright and unrestrained, and its radiation range reached twenty meters away.
Not only the priest, but the two soldiers following behind were also stunned. Savas thought he was dazzled and rubbed his eyes hard.
The two looked at each other and both had expressions as if they had seen a ghost.
After visualizing the Golden Light Mantra for a long time, Clown opened his eyes, saw the golden halo in the oil lamp, and breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he could finally get away with it.
Nick rushed forward, grabbed the lamp, and put his eyes close to it.
Clown didn't understand his action and wanted to warn him, "Be careful or you'll go blind," but when he saw the other person's focused and serious expression, he swallowed his words.
The priest suddenly raised his head, his voice full of envy and sorrow: "You actually comprehended part of the true meaning of the laws of the God of Fire?!"
"Impossible, how can a warrior comprehend the true meaning of the law?" Savas shouted from behind.
"I don't feel the true meaning of any law, Father, can you explain it clearly?" Marshall was also puzzled.
"You are not priests, and your spiritual perception is not as sharp as mine. My soul feels wrapped in warmth, just like sitting by a warm fireplace on a snowy winter day."
Clown was puzzled. He didn't understand what the true meaning of the law was, nor did he know how to explain it. Should he tell them that all this was an illusion and that my divine will was sunshine? "Hey, you don't have the concept of the true meaning of the law yet. When we go back, tell me about your understanding of the Bible."
Realizing that now was not the time to ask questions, Nick stopped asking and continued, "Let's go. The sooner we get back to Zak Town, the more proactive we will be."
Realizing the urgency of time, everyone set off, speeding up further.
Savvas and Marshall also took turns holding the oil lamps. When they prayed, the oil lamps only illuminated a distance of about ten meters, which gave Crown a clear understanding of the purity of his spirituality.
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When the oil lamp was passed to Nick again, they were all tired and hungry, and the three soldiers' stomachs were rumbling.
The battle with the mutant beasts prevented them from enjoying the dinner they were supposed to have.
The priest motioned for everyone to stop: "Rest here for five minutes. You can drink some holy water to replenish your energy."
Holy water is a strategic material of the church. It has many functions, such as exorcism, healing, etc. Replenishing energy is just a trivial side effect. Using holy water to replenish physical strength is a huge waste.
If time wasn't urgent, Nick would never have given such an order.
These holy waters were accumulated with great difficulty by the church in Zak Town. The head of the family knew how expensive firewood and rice were, so he was reluctant to waste even a drop.
Clown took out a bottle of holy water labeled 'III' and took a small sip.
It has a mellow taste. After it goes down your throat, a warmth rises up and spreads to every part of your body. The protesting sound of your stomach suddenly becomes much less loud.
He didn't expect that the first time he drank holy water was to use it as food to fill his stomach. He couldn't help but feel a little funny.
Looking up, Clown drank the holy water in his hand.
"Feeling much better," he thought, patting his belly.
(End of this chapter)