Because the previous clothes were covered with the blood of the Demon Hunter, Xu Yichen changed into a soapy white samurai robe provided by the paladin before departure. At this time, it was not very conspicuous when mixed with a team of paladins.
The closer to the Temple of Wealth of Goddess Wojin, the more the demon hunter could feel the richness. The huge coral was placed on both sides of the gate as bonsai, and the uniquely shaped landscape trees were wrapped in bright yellow silk.
Even the guards standing at the door were wearing exquisitely shaped and luxuriously made magic armor, which were obviously in line with Antoine's aesthetic.
The armor worn by the paladins and guards of the Temple of War created a sharp contrast with the guards of the Temple of Wealth. On one hand, they were pragmatic and hedonistic, and for a momentum they were not distinguished from each other.
"Pastor Richard!" He didn't hear the person, and first heard the sound. With a very loud voice, a middle-aged man walked out of the Temple of Wealth. He was wearing a tender green silk shirt and a sleeveless vest like flames, and each button was made of carefully polished gems.
A complex pattern was drawn with gold thread on the leather wrist guard of some unknown material. As the middle-aged man's movements were shining, a delicate monocle made of natural crystal was sandwiched on the towering bridge of his nose, and his eyes hidden behind were shining with shrewdness.
"Thank you very much for your arrival, Pastor Richard!" The middle-aged man was wearing a big red cloak, and silver coins were embroidered on it, reflecting a wonderful luster in the sun: "You have made a lot of contributions this time, and I'm afraid you won't continue to waste your talents in this small place."
"The Reverend Shangyin of the Woking Church, Toms Ward, is the highest in charge of the Woking Church in Anthony Harbor." Pastor Richard bit his cheek and whispered to the Demon Hunter.
Xu Yichen has to admit that this pastor named Toms Ward is a handsome and charming guy.
The face was just right and there were some wrinkles that highlighted the charm of maturity. The carefully decorated beard was meticulous. With the wise eyes, anyone would feel good about him as soon as they saw him.
However, the expression on Pastor Richard's face was obviously not patient with this guy. Facing the other party's greetings, Pastor Richard curled his lips: "I don't have time to talk nonsense to you here. Have the messengers sent by the church arrived?"
The bright smile of the Reverend Toms of the Silver Pastor was slightly stiffened, and then he seemed to have no idea of ​​Pastor Richard's impatientness at all, and he still said enthusiastically: "It's coming soon, it's coming soon! It's a long distance from the Old Continent to this place. No matter how careful the debugging is, it's understandable, are you right?"
Under the leadership of Toms, the group walked into the Temple of Wealth, with paladins and priests, especially the two black-armored warriors' armor leaving heavy footsteps on the marble-paved ground.
No temple of gods should be blasphemed. It is absolutely not allowed for non-believers to bring weapons into the house. The believers of the God of War calmly handed over the weapons they carried to the servants next to them.
But they carried a lot of weapons and the specifications exceeded the standard. For example, the huge octagonal hammer that Pastor Richard himself blessed by Campas, the attendants of the Temple of Wealth could not handle them at all.
In the end, the three attendants dragged the weapon, which was actually weighing far more than its size, and the octagonal hammer left a deep mark on the polished beautiful ground in the imperceptible smile on the corner of Pastor Richard's mouth.
The others were not much better. The weapons of the two black-armored warriors were two axes and guns worth more than two meters and five meters, and a straight bladed knife that was carried with them, a armor-breaking cone that was long forearms, a portable crossbow hidden around the waist, and a short body-proof knife inserted in the calf. They were piled up on the ground in a small pile.
The other paladins and priests were similar. Even the youngest Severn took out four or five weapons from his body. The demon hunter, who was only invisible, spread his hands and had nothing.
Xu Yichen's spare weapons were placed in the space equipment [Li Oumeng's Secret Treasure Room], and for a long time, [Nar's Fire Sword] made countless contributions as his main weapon, so he has nothing on hand now.
The face of the silver priest Toms had already begun to look very ugly at this time, and he smiled at the Demon Hunter with relief. Obviously, he had a good first impression of this young warrior who did not deliberately cause trouble.
"Okay, let's continue walking. The teleportation room should have been prepared almost the same." Pastor Shangyin's face was similar to the silver coins on his cloak. He always focused on tolerance for these barbarians in the Temple of War.
"Wait!" Pastor Richard scratched his waist like constipation, reached out and took out a pair of black finger tigers, and threw it into the pile of weapons with a clang: "Forget all the old guys, now we can leave."
Pastor Shangyin was too lazy to say a word this time, and turned around and strode ahead with great strides.
"Hehe, look at our things, don't lose them, it's expensive!" Pastor Richard pointed to the weapon on the ground with satisfaction, turned around and followed, looking very good.
Xu Yichen was sure that the reason why this guy brought so many people was for this moment. As a clergy, Pastor Richard could not have no idea that he could not bring his weapons in.
But he still came down with his fully armed hands, and he was a full-staffed combat squad, which obviously had been planned for a long time.
Seeing Pastor Richard's attitude towards the Wojin Church, Xu Yichen also had some idea and followed the large group of people straight into the Temple of Wealth.
"Dear Lord Shang Jin, your teleportation array has been debugged and has been tested twice." A spellcaster wearing a magician robe stood respectfully next to the complex teleportation array, without any arrogance as a spellcaster.
Especially after a large bag of gems was thrown on his face by the woman, the mage even smiled so much that even his back teeth were exposed.
"These priests of the Wojin Goddess are rich!" The mage was filled with happiness. After working with his mentor on the distance measurement of magic circles for more than half a year, he finally was able to make extra money by himself!
For a player who lacks talent and relies entirely on sweat to fill it, specializing in one thing is obviously the only way to earn resources.
"You can leave, mage, I will contact you next time." The priest Shangjin, named Sarira Tybrontan, was obviously very satisfied with the mage's service. These new mages have a much better attitude than those old men.
Chapter completed!