Cultivation: From the Inauguration of Druid

Both David and John were able to understand the contradiction between this world, or the world of the heavens, and the Bible.

But this does not prevent them from expressing the highest faith in their Lord.

It also does not prevent them from wanting to shroud this world under the glory of the Lord.

They thought that with the glory of the Lord, it was impossible to lose to mages and monks.

It is even said that with the joint efforts of the two, it should account for 20% like Ai Ou.

However, in reality they accounted for only half of it.

Just as good as the barbarian, not as good as bards, rogues, and everyone in their alliance.

The six people accounted for 35%, each of them got more than the two of them.

However, there are no absolutes in the world, and what is on the gaming table does not represent everything.

If the two of them can have an absolute advantage in faith, then they can have the ability to cover the game.

And it just so happens that the shepherds of the Lord never fail to proclaim the glory of the Lord.

"coming!"

Following John's soft shout, a man wearing chain mail, a long sword hanging from his waist, and a noisy beard under his chin came out of the temple.

The man's right hand was broken from the wrist, his eyes were covered with gauze, and there was a bright and dazzling halo above his forehead.

This is the incarnation of Tyre.

With his appearance, believers inside and outside the temple saluted him one after another, paying high respects.

"Let's go, an angel should be respected!" David exchanged a glance with the gauze-covered eyes, then turned his head and walked out of the restaurant.

When the three met in front of the square, they looked at each other for a while, and David and John saluted Tire with their chests touched.

"Holy priests and paladins of Christianity, have seen the messengers of justice!"

Tell's gauze-blinded eyes looked at the two of them for a while, and took a special look at John.

He could see the dazzling light shining from top to bottom of the two of them.

That is the power of God.

It is the power of a real God.

"You two, please follow me!"

Then, he turned around and led the two into the temple.

The people left behind who saw this scene talked a lot, not knowing what kind of existence it was, it was worth being greeted by Tire's incarnation in person.

There was only one woman with bright blond hair, dignified beauty, and ivory-white skin.

With blue waves in his eyes, he looked at this scene, smiled softly, turned and left.

Tire's avatar tilted his head slightly, his body kept moving, and he sank into the temple.

The people around turned a blind eye to her as if they hadn't seen this beautiful woman.

When she walked into an alley, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes was waiting for her with a cane.

"Hello, beautiful lady!" Amon saluted and said gracefully.

"Hello, elegant gentleman!" A harp appeared in Cherry's hand, and she waved her bare hand lightly, playing a melodious melody, and a voice like a lark flowed out.

"Do you need me to compose a hymn for you?"

"There will be a chance." The two walked side by side, non-stop, and Amon's cane made a clicking sound on the stone road.

"Now is not the time."

"The priests and paladins have already started to act." Cherry gently plucked **** back and forth on a string, "With their means, it is not difficult to spread their beliefs everywhere there are people.

This is what we can't compare.

Fortunately, they only accounted for half of the bet, otherwise, we might not be able to compete with them. "

"Don't worry, their beliefs are their constraints." Amon smiled lightly and said, "Even if they become gods, they will not be able to exert the power of gods.

We are different. In this world, as long as we have enough faith, we will be able to ignite the divine fire and be promoted to a **** in no time. "

Amon paused, turned to look at Cherry, and said, "Don't tell me, you will be limited to the agreement on the gaming table.

Have no other means prepared? "

"Everyone is well aware of the danger of coming here, who would be unprepared?" Cherry turned her head, stared at him and said, "But, who do you think will be the final winner?"

"Druid!" Amon said solemnly after thinking for a while, "I think it must be him who won the final victory."

When Cherry turned her head, a golden waterfall spilled from the back of her head, and she continued to walk forward with graceful steps.

"So, I don't want to be the one who wins in the end, but to improve myself as much as possible without offending the Druid."

Cherry stopped abruptly, turned her head to look at Amon who was standing there, and said, "However, I heard that you once attacked Huaxia.

I don't know if he knows, or if he minds? "

Seeing Amon's expressionless face, Cherry smiled softly, turned her head and continued to walk away.

Amon turned the cane in his hand, stared at the direction where Cherry had disappeared, and remained silent for a long time.

Benedict!

He slammed his cane, and it turned into countless golden scarabs, scattered in all directions, and then disappeared into dots of light.

"Is this the goblin relic?" A man in a sci-fi mecha with a well-trimmed beard raised his eyebrows looking at the ruins in front of him.

"Oh, **** it, if the druids hadn't blocked Outland, I wouldn't have come here to pick up junk.

I hope to find something from the Machine Realm, anything, as long as I have it, I can go to the Machine Realm first.

Well guys! Get moving! "

As his words fell, countless dense black spots flew out from behind him.

These black dots are entangled with each other, turning into various mechanical creations.

There are strong fighters, detection dogs with sharp radar, and mechanical spiders that can adapt to various terrains...

After a while, like an ocean of machines, it flowed into this piece of relics that was said to be the goblin civilization.

All the things that can be collected and used are transported to the man's side, and the nano-robots left by his side are packed in various weird containers.

"Look, look, what a crude design, without any aesthetics."

This man is Mill Barton, UU Reading www. uukanshu. comAlthough what he obtained was the inheritance of the warrior profession, he himself is an arms dealer.

Moreover, he is a scientist who understands design and has super hands-on ability.

Just like Tony Stark in the comics.

Originally, he thought that he could only learn Stark's luxury and wealth, but unexpectedly, the world changed, and he obtained a mysterious inheritance.

The collision of science and mystery created a storm of inspiration in his mind.

He wandered among the great forces, selling his achievements, and at the same time plundering the gains of others, filling his own inspiration storms to create more powerful weapons.

In reality, hundreds of years have passed since the change of heaven and before he came to this world.

The time in copy space is even longer.

He had already used such a long time to arm himself into a wise man covered in weapons.

Now, he wants to absorb as much knowledge of this world as possible to make himself stronger.

"Aha, I found it." Among the debris, Barton saw a gear at a glance, and this was what he was looking for.

"Yes, it's you." He held it in his hand, looked at the sun, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Come on, take me to the kingdom of machines!"

Before he finished speaking, the nanorobots around him put away everything and returned to his back.

At the same time, a circular door composed of countless machines appeared in front of him.

But after he put the gears on the door, there was a sound of clicking machinery.

The mechanical door deforms and opens a portal, behind which is a world of endless gears.

"Guys, let's go!"

Barton yelled frivolously, and the mecha on his body wrapped him tightly, and walked in.

(end of this chapter)