"Heaven moves hard, gentlemen should strive for self-improvement." Pastor Richard said this, as if he was savoring the taste. For players, there is no problem of communication with the indigenous people.

The system will automatically translate the player's words into a language that the other party can understand, and vice versa, which is also a special treatment for players in the game.

"I thought the believers of Campas were fearless." Xu Yichen looked at Pastor Richard with a smile and joked: "For us, the gods are just more powerful beings. There are things in this world that are far greater than the gods."

"Campas is here!" Pastor Richard rolled his eyes at the Demon Hunter: "I shouldn't talk to you unbelievers about faith. You may not cause any trouble for me recently."

"The Demon Hunter organization was attacked by traitors and suffered huge losses. The most important thing is that the surviving traitors were scattered in various places to create chaos invasions. At present, the church's judicial organs and many organizations that had a feud with you before have begun to hunt down those traitors." Pastor Richard pointed at Xu Yichen: "Believe me, many of them don't care whether you are loyal or not. They just want to hang a few demon hunters."

"Is the situation so serious? How is my teacher?" The demon hunter was mentally prepared, but he still didn't expect that the thigh he had just surrendered to was actually scattered with a tree falling and scattered.

"Aragorn should be fine. Before he arrived, the attack had already happened. After all, it was a large organization that had been over a thousand years, so it would not fall like this." Pastor Richard comforted the young apprentice: "Also, there are many friends with the Demon Hunter, and they will get better."

Xu Yichen nodded and felt a sense of depression coming. The good news was that his teacher was fine, and the bad news was that the Demon Hunter organization had no more energy to chase and kill the traitors.

After hesitating for a moment, the Demon Hunter did not tell Pastor Richard that a pair of masters and disciples had arrived in the Far South Colony.

The most hated by the Seris is the traitor. This is a problem between the demon hunters. The power of the church is not suitable for intervention, so Xu Yichen plans to solve it alone.

"If you encounter any difficulties, come to me. I will stamp my feet in Anthony Harbor, and it will work." Pastor Richard heard the voice coming from outside and planned to end the conversation.

"Thank you very much." Xu Yichen knew that this religious leader, full of banditry, was showing kindness to him. In this stormy day, the other party was willing to take care of every possibility of fighting chaos in the future.

"Mr. Richard!" The demon hunter called out to Pastor Richard who was about to leave: "Can you still contact my teacher? I want to ask you to hand over my blood to him. I think it's time to get my Valyrian steel weapon back."

"I forgot if you don't say it, a wise choice." Pastor Richard took out the holy artifact from the banks of the Nile River, wrapped in copper coating on the outside, and attached a time-static barrier to place the internal organs of the Pharaoh.

The Demon Hunter didn't want to guess at what happened to the original stuff in the box. He directly cut his wrist with his long sword, and dripping blood like flames into the container handed over by Pastor Richard.

For nearly five hundred milliliters of blood, the Demon Hunter cut his wrists seven or eight times like sawing wood, and Pastor Richard frowned when he saw it.

"I will send the weapon drawings to the Temple of War in time, which may be a bit strange." Xu Yichen planned to return to his territory and ask the dwarf Ge Luoyin to help him draw his ideal weapon pattern and let the witch Arteya send it with a fire crow.

"Send you a letter with a witch's bird?" Pastor Richard collected the blood of the demon hunter and smiled: "Those witches really put a heavy bet on you. I hope that what the 'prophet' saw was right, and this world needs hope."

"By the way, the monster's corpse has begun to decompose. The equipment and rewards you want should come down soon. Don't expect the church to make great efforts to enchant you any special effects." Pastor Richard finally mentioned the reward he had agreed on before, and turned around and walked out of the hotel.

After Pastor Richard said goodbye, he took away the paladins and city guards outside.

I don’t know how they comforted the hotel owner, but the mortal actually returned to his hotel tremblingly and even issued a bill for the Demon Hunter.

The tables and chairs that were damaged during the battle were a total of five gold coins. The bottles of wine that Pastor Richard drank together were 75 gold coins, the solid wood bar he slapped, and thirty gold coins.

Looking at the boss who was almost wetting his pants, the Demon Hunter settled the bill with a dark face. The bill was covered with the seal of the Temple of War, which was obviously the evil taste of Pastor Richard.

Xu Yichen plans to discuss with him the next time he meets, it is better to seek God than to seek God. Why does God help you if you don’t work hard, or whether the almighty gods can create a stone that they cannot lift themselves.

The noise outside the door was the samurai Vitoriya, a Russian woman who was very disagreeing and knocked down seven soldiers from the city guards outside the door.

If this female hero drinks two more bottles, it would probably be like knocking the person out. Wang Yue, a player in the Loess Zone who went out with him, was carried back by the girl Yin.

Seeing this indigenous girl with red cheeks, she probably drank a lot, and followed the samurai with excitement, as if she had become the other party's little fan.

I have to say that at the wine table and on the battlefield, the samurai really looks amazing!

The medical officer Li Bingheng, who was acting alone, also rushed back in the shortest time. The last one returned were two monks, Paladin Saiwen, who personally sent them back.

The young paladin said goodbye to the monk Feng Wuyi with admiration: "Master, your theory is too advanced. Next time I will tell me the story of the 18-year-old slim down. I think my thorn armor halo has already figured out!"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Feng Wuyi waved his hand with a silly smile and walked into the store with his teacher Tang Sanzang.

"We were attacked by two assassins. The Shadow Group's people had arrived, escaped and captured one." The Demon Hunter introduced the situation with several players: "A little accident occurred, the politics was a bit complicated, and we need to hurry up the steps to establish a battle group."

"Simply put, the captain's backstage fell down. Before the influence expands, we'd better build the battle group first." Yang Yuefan concluded concisely: "I'll go back to gather the players tonight and build the team together."
Chapter completed!