When Orson climbed onto the mine cart again and looked down at the mine, he saw only an empty mine scattered with pink crystals, and two neatly lined up teams of Blood-Armored Paladins chasing a black figure that disappeared into the mine below that was shining with holy light.
The moment Mark jumped into the crack, the three nightmare servants following him turned into three wisps of green smoke and disappeared on the spot as if they had evaporated.
The sticky holy light hit his body, and was then transformed into a thin black gauze by the cross dagger in his hand and then absorbed and disappeared.
After he had fully adapted to the concentration of holy light in the crack, he saw the three-meter-tall priest Kyle, who was five meters in front of him, being locked in mid-air by six shackles of light, and the cross that originally belonged to him was being crushed into pieces by an old man like dead wood chips and scattered on the ground.
The old man was wearing a flashy golden armor with a totem emblem that Mark was very familiar with.
Well, it seems to be the emblem of the Church of Holy Light two hundred years ago, which was abandoned for unknown reasons.
The old man's withered knuckles tapped on the breastplate, making a clear bell-like sound, and each of his white hairs emitted a holy light that was more intense and dazzling than the surrounding environment.
Noticing a newcomer entering behind Kyle, the old man said in a voice thick with phlegm, "Haha, it seems the church really values our Stone Hammer Town Church. They're sending two clergymen to investigate just a tiny Holy Light Blood Crystal. Huh? How come they're only level 10?"
"Well, two big men, I took the wrong path and was just passing by! I won't bother you anymore, just continue!"
Mark was really sweating profusely at this time. He thought that there was a Holy Light BOSS like the Blood Armor Paladin under the crack of the mine, but he never thought it was a humanoid BOSS!
Anyone who has played the game knows that the humanoid BOSS is really hard to beat!
"Hurry up and report what happened here to the General Church and the Inquisition!"
Perhaps thinking that anyone who could enter this crack must be a devout believer in the Holy Light, Kyle shouted loudly behind him.
It seemed as if he was willing to burn his own life to help Mark hold the old man in front of him.
When Kyle roared, broke the shackles of light that bound him and threw a punch, the old man just casually raised two fingers.
With Kyle's strength, the Holy Light Fist that should have pierced through steel only created a breeze between the old man's fingers, and the old man didn't even take a step back.
He even had time to wave his hand towards the crack and condense a light curtain to block Mark's escape route.
"Now that you're here, you still want to run away?" The old man grinned, his eyes full of amusement. "One low-level, one mid-level, and both of them are clergy. Are you a bunch of stubborn students from the monastery? Even the adults from the Inquisition Court didn't bother me, and you, a bunch of parasites, dared to jump out first!"
Seeing that the old man didn't seem to have any intention of killing him for the time being, Mark was not in a hurry to escape from the crack.
After all, he couldn't escape even if he wanted to, so he might as well cooperate with Kyle, maybe there would be a glimmer of hope.
"Who is this old man? He's so arrogant. Is he the current Pope?" Mark asked doubtfully as he stood in front of Kyle, who had retracted his fist and was on full alert.
As soon as he said this, Kyle and the old man were both at a loss.
"You don't know who he is, so why did you come in? Also, don't be disrespectful to His Holiness the Pope!" Kyle's square face was full of seriousness.
It seems that he is really like what the old man said. He must be a student taught by some stubborn old man. He can't even be joked with.
"I was sent in by the guards of Stone Hammer Town. If I don't come in and kill the culprit who caused the mine's changes, everyone sent in will be doomed! So who is this Old Deng?"
Kyle looked at Mark strangely. In his eyes, Mark was a clergyman, but he had never seen a clergyman speak so rudely.
At least not in the Stonehenge Monastery.
Also, isn't he afraid of angering the guy opposite him by talking like this?
"He is the bishop of Stonehammer Cathedral, Stan Canberra. A fifth-rank priest."
"Tsk!" Mark scoffed, turning to look at Stan. "You talk so arrogantly, but it turns out you're just a rubbish pastor. No wonder it's been almost an hour and we still haven't dealt with this big idiot! It turns out it's not that we don't want to, but that we can't!"
Unlike clergymen whose six-dimensional attributes are balanced, priests are a common combat auxiliary profession that exists in every religious church. Among the six-dimensional attributes, only physical and mental attributes are the most prominent, while the intelligence attribute is relatively average.
The offensive skills they possess often only have a single elemental impact, and other skills are mostly control or auxiliary skills.
At this time, Kyle, who was fighting against Stan, was a paladin of the Church of Holy Light. He had strong resistance to the impact of holy light. Even if Stan could control him, it would be difficult to get rid of him in a short time.
"Kid, you're great!" Stan said sinisterly with narrowed eyes as he looked at Mark, who hid behind Kyle after he finished speaking. "I really can't kill you right away, but what can you do to me? Once all the consumables up there are killed by the Blood Armor Paladins, I will make good use of your bodies and drain every drop of faith and holy light from you!"
"Ha! You better do it!" Mark poked his head out from Kyle's side and continued sarcastically, "Bishop Stan, you're quite a qualified servant of the Holy Light. Who knows, after your sudden death, the Holy Light might even praise you for your efforts in improving the quality of its followers."
"By the way, who did you sell all these Holy Light Blood Crystals you made to? You didn't use them secretly, did you? You used the followers of Holy Light to feed yourself, that's what you are! In time, maybe you can even become a bro with Holy Light!"
Perhaps Mark's sarcastic words were too novel to the two Holy Light believers, or perhaps the implicit message in them made each of them have different associations.
For a moment, both Stan and Kyle let Mark speak in this cracked space filled with holy light.
Mark was spouting disrespectful words like a machine gun, but he pulled Kyle's hand and motioned him to turn behind Stan.
Kyle didn't understand why, but he subconsciously believed Mark and turned away from the crack exit.
When the two finally turned behind Stan, it was only a few minutes before Mark entered the crack space.
Judging by the time, the group of Blood-Armored Paladins in the mine should be here soon!
"Haha! Damn you foul-mouthed brat! The Holy Light doesn't care about those inferior believers! My faith is so devout! He will definitely lead me into the Kingdom of God! Now, your death has come!"
Just as Mark was waiting for the arrival of the Blood Armor Paladins, Stan was also waiting for them. As he suddenly opened his hands, the light curtain at the entrance of the crack was opened by him.
Two neatly-lined teams of Blood-Armored Paladins strode into the crack in coordinated steps!
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