A white-haired priest held an oil lamp and lit the torches one by one according to the previous procedures.

"Merciful and great Moon Goddess, loyal believers pray to you here, and hope there will be an afterlife..."

“And God said, The earth was without form and void, and darkness was over the face of the deep.”

“He said, ‘Let there be light,’ and there was light in the world…”

Most of the novice priests who passed by cast strange looks at him, as if he was a weirdo.

The gods have fallen!

The Moon Goddess is no exception.

The holy temple once took it as its mission to resurrect the goddess, but after hundreds of years of hard work, it found nothing.

now.

The power of the gods from other worlds has already infiltrated, and clinging to the so-called goddess is nothing but self-deception.

Decades ago, the top leaders of the temple had given up on resurrecting the Goddess and began looking for other ways out.

certainly.

There are always some people who still cling to their so-called "beliefs", and these people gradually become marginalized.

"tutor."

A young man who was lighting a lamp in front looked back and said:

“Will God Really Save Us?”

"You must save yourself first before God can save you." Upon hearing this, the old priest grinned and answered according to the scriptures:

"God will not save those who have given up hope and have lost hope. If you don't change your mind in the face of despair, a miracle will naturally happen."

"Really?" The young man looked confused.

"They all say that the goddess is dead and that we should turn to other gods. Clinging to stone sculptures and clay statues will not bring us anything."

"Nonsense!" The old priest's face darkened. "Only mortals die, not gods."

"And we believe in gods not to seek something, but because their instructions are right."

"Only evil gods can tempt people with benefits. Good gods seek peace of mind, mercy and justice."

"Yes." The young man bowed his head:

"The instructor is right."

The old priest shook his head slightly. He knew that his words would not convince the other party. Since the seeds of doubt had already been planted in his heart, they would sooner or later take root and lead him astray, just like the other apprentices who had followed him to study.

Alas! The temple is no longer the temple it once was. It no longer guides people to the higher realms, but only leads them to hell.

“Hiss…”

Just then, a black-robed priest came towards them with two blasphemous beasts and stopped the two men.

The strange smell and hissing sound from the blasphemous beast also made the young man subconsciously hide behind the old priest.

"Fran!"

The black-robed priest looked grim:

"According to the order signed by the Second Elder, I am now arresting you for 'having private contact with the evil god.'"

"Communicating with the evil god?" The young man was stunned and asked hurriedly, "Senior, is there any misunderstanding? The instructor has never left the base, how could he be in contact with the evil god?"

“Swish!”

The black-robed priest shook his hand and took out a scroll with portraits of a man and a woman.

"Fran, do you know them?"

"Jerry, Nicole." The old priest nodded: "I know them. They are good kids. They still stick to their faith in this situation."

"That's it." The black priest sneered: "Let's go!"

"This..." The old priest was stunned, as if he had thought of something, with a hint of helplessness and bitterness on his face, and nodded, "Okay."

"Teacher." The young man said in horror: "No!"

Although he was young, he knew what the clothes on the black priest represented. The Templar Enforcer would only take action against believers who violated their "faith", and once they took action, they were almost certain to not be able to come back.

"snort!"

The black-robed priest snorted coldly:

"You have to come with me, too."

"What?" The old priest's face changed: "He is just a child and doesn't understand anything."

"Whether you understand or not is not up to you." The black-robed priest said sternly, "Come back with me and we'll talk later!"

…

The old priest's body was shaking, and his facial expressions were changing, with struggle, unwillingness, anger... and finally, helplessness.

"God, please bestow your grace!"

The black-robed priest sneered at his lamentation and was about to reach out to grab him when he suddenly stopped.

"who?"

He suddenly turned around and looked towards the dark corner, and the two blasphemous beasts beside him roared and pounced over.

Two intersecting cold rays suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Holy Cross Slash!

"Bang!"

The two blasphemous beasts screamed and flew away, and the black-robed priest's expression froze in place.

A cross-shaped crack appeared on his body.

“Sizzle…”

The crack expanded, splitting his body into four pieces. Blood spurted out from the cracks, bringing silence to the scene.

"Walk!"

The female priest holding a sharp sword stepped out from the corner and gestured to the old man and the young man: "Get out of here quickly."

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"Qiao Xi." The old priest's face was moved: "It's you."

"Let's go." Qiao Xi's face was gloomy. "Everywhere in the base is under surveillance by the evil god. Let's leave quickly while the second elder and the others are away."

"That's right." The young man reacted faster and nodded hurriedly: "Teacher, let's go quickly."

As they were talking, the two blasphemous beasts pounced over again, waving their claws and fighting with Qiao Xi.

The Blasphemous Beast possesses the strength of a legendary knight and is not afraid of death or pain. Moreover, because of the evil god's blood in its body, it can repair itself at an extremely fast speed as long as the injuries are not serious such as broken limbs or beheading.

Therefore, when they start fighting, they are much more difficult to deal with than ordinary legendary knights.

Qiao Xi is a more outstanding priest in the base, but it is difficult for her to completely get rid of them at once.

"Walk!"

Swinging her sword to knock away the attacking blasphemous beast, Qiao Xi yelled:

“Go!”

The three of them were fighting and fleeing, and when they saw the exit just in front of them, two burly figures blocked their way.

"Mechanical puppet!"

The young man looked desperate: "It's over!"

The product of the Mechanical Puppet Master Creator's followers, it is made entirely of hard metal, is full of lethal weapons, and also has legendary-level strength.

"well!"

The old priest trembled as he drew out the dagger from his waist. A look of determination appeared in his eyes: "For faith!"

"boom!"

He thrust out with his sword, and the two mechanical puppets in front of him exploded, startling the three people on the scene.

"Teacher." The young man blinked:

“You are awesome.”

"..." The old priest opened his mouth: "It's not me."

I saw that at the place where the mechanical puppet was originally, flames outlined a door covered with strange patterns, and a hand was sticking out from the door.

Carl walked out of the flame gate, looked at his current location, and shook his head slightly: "Why are we at the entrance of the base?"

"This..." Nicole looked embarrassed: "I was afraid that if something went wrong I might need to escape, so I asked Old Fran to open the seat here."

"Oh!" Carl sighed: "Forget it."

He took a step forward and roared at the two blasphemous beasts that were charging at him: "Evil creatures!"

“Don’t stop yet!”

The blood aura of a high-level Pale Wing emanated from the body, and the blasphemous beast froze and stopped where it was.

"First, go to the place where the blasphemous beasts are kept."

Karl took out a dozen rattle-like things from his body and handed them to everyone present:

"It can control the blasphemous beasts. With the help of the blasphemous beasts, we can temporarily control the base."

This is the result of his research in the past year.

According to the technology of the temple, blood witchcraft and three-plate skills, the control of the temple priest over the blasphemous beasts can be intercepted.

certainly.

It can only be a low-level control. If he encounters himself or the elders of the temple, he will also be restricted.

"yes!"

"Let's go!"

This was the planned plan, and several people nodded in agreement.

"Fran?"

Carl looked at the old priest: "Take me to the right hand of the Pale Wing."

(End of this chapter)