With the sound of light, the door was opened, and there was a bright light behind the door. At the same time, Jiang Junming felt that his body was full of strength and light, and the power continued to gush outward, crushing all the abnormal invasions in his body. Wherever the light went, the black bacteria were wiped out and dissipated in the light.

It is like a colorful butterfly emerging from the cocoon, countless lights emerge from the "silkworm pupae", one, two, three, until countless lights shine.

In the light, the black breath screamed, as if he had discovered something incredible, quickly dispersed, spreading around Jiang Junming's body, and quickly disappeared.

Jiang Junming felt an indescribable ease all over his body. He knelt on one knee on the ground, breathing in the fresh air in big mouthfuls, and subconsciously chanted: "The goddess is above."

After reading it, Jiang Junming realized that what had just happened could not be explained by the truth he knew, whether it was the science of the previous life or the teachings of the previous life.

Jiang Junming did not move, and the breath that followed closely like a maggot attached to the bone had disappeared. He knew that he had temporarily escaped this crisis. But where did the light sound and the power and light in his body come from? He subconsciously recited "The goddess is above", because the feeling in his body was very similar to when he prayed and shined in front of the temple where the goddess cared for, and the holy emblem, so he recited it habitually. However, the process of sensing divine power and receiving divine power should not be like this.

I still remember that in class, Teacher Kaben said that the process of casting magic is to calm down and pray devoutly. Then you can sense the divine power, then inherit the divine power, and finally use the divine power to cast the divine power. Perhaps this process is very short, and the prayer words can be vague, but the order will not be wrong. Although there are not many opportunities to cast magic yourself, you will do it according to this process every time.

Jiang Junming recalled in a daze that he was casting the magical arts in class. While walking to the door of the classroom, he raised his legs, prayed, and then sensed the magical power, and the magical power was taken over by himself. All this was fine. Then he was used to part of his mental power and could cast magical arts while walking. The process was completely consistent with his own cognition, but this actual cognition was completely opposite to the experience just now. Jiang Junming thought in confusion.

Although he had just escaped from the predicament, and in a sudden life and death, it was the power of light that saved him when he was dying, but the more he did so, the more Jiang Junming wanted to know why and where did that power come from.

In Jiang Junming's experience just now, light and power burst out directly, which does not conform to the principle of divine art. Jiang Junming recalled again when he was dying, in a state of dying. It is certain that he had absolutely no prayer. If he was a pure priest, he would definitely pray when he was about to be killed by a necromancer. He would pray for God to give him strength. But he was just a fake priest, and he was just a doctor. All the high-sounding words were to cover up the fact that he had undergone surgery, so that people would not think that he was a necromancer.

Without praying or feeling the divine power, the divine power burst out in his body on its own? Or is it done by the light brain? Jiang Junming guessed various possibilities. When he entered the light brain, ask her before talking. This time, he should have eliminated the middle-aged man wearing a black robe, pale and sick face. The last picture that just left in Jiang Junming's mind was particularly profound. He was wrapped in black breath like a silkworm pupa, and the power and light that appeared in his body burst out from the black "silkworm pupa", one after another, and the dense black breath was illuminated with holes. This sense of picture brought Jiang Junming strong confidence that the man was dead.

After returning to Guang's brain, he asked her before he could agree. Jiang Junming finally thought of it. He stood up, identified the direction, and dragged his tired body towards the direction of the temple.

Even more tired than when he was resting before, Jiang Junming felt that his body was full of lactic acid. After vigorous exercise, the lactic acid accumulated in his body was overflowing. As long as he breathed, he was full of the special smell of lactic acid. Every step was very difficult, and the bones in his body seemed to be broken, and the pain was tormenting Jiang Junming all the time.

It was so dangerous, Jiang Junming thought. He was still too weak. If he could... no, he had to become stronger. He would not expect such a bizarre thing to save himself every time he encountered danger.

Along the way, Jiang Junming found that the slums were clean everywhere. He arranged for people to deal with the corpses. Because the workload was too high, people just buried the dead human corpses, and the dead cats, dead dogs, and rats in the stinky ditch. There were still many corpses of mice in the dark. But now it seems that they have completely disappeared, and the entire slums have become extremely clean, which is even cleaner than before this explosive epidemic.

The man in black turned into a black aura, absorbing the dead aura of the corpse all the way, which was a good thing. Jiang Junming thought to himself that if he hadn't arranged for someone to bury the corpse, the black aura that almost killed him might have been stronger.

When Jiang Junming returned to the temple, he saw that the unconscious people were awake, but they were very weak. Sula and the old woman and the orphans were taking care of the weak people. Seeing Jiang Junming back, Sula was surprised and happy, and ran to Jiang Junming, holding his hand, intimately with relief.

"What happened after I left?" Jiang Junming asked.

"The black mist dissipated and I realized that you were gone." Sura said: "Many people were unconscious in the yard and in the temple. We brought the unconscious people to the temple. Under the light of the Holy Emblem, the unconscious people woke up. Although they were very weak, they all saved their lives. Thanks to the goddess."

As he said that, Sura folded her hands together, crossed her fingers in front of her chest, and thanked her devoutly to the Holy Emblem who cared for the goddess.

Jiang Junming looked at Shenghui and saw that the light of the Shenghui was very dim. Although there was no attack on the black aura that covered the sky and the sun, the light of the Shenghui was still so weak that it would be extinguished at any time. Jiang Junming looked at Shenghui and suddenly felt a dizzy in his mind. As the light of the Shenghui was extinguished, he fell to the ground.

It was already dark, and the light of the Holy Emblem was extinguished, and people did not panic, so they lit the lights. Sula found Jiang Junming lying on the ground and was surprised to test Jiang Junming's breathing. Seeing that Jiang Junming was breathing heavily, he looked at the light of the lights, Jiang Junming's face was peaceful, not as if there was something, but fell asleep, so he felt relieved.

Sula kept praying beside Jiang Junming, with a very pious expression on her face, praying for Jiang Junming's health like a goddess of care.

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A black aura flew rapidly out of the Twilight City. The aura was very unstable and not very rich. It flew in the night. Occasionally, strands of black aura would be dragged out behind him, scattered in the air and disappeared. Every time a trace of black aura dissipated, the black aura would become a little weaker.

Flying over the slums, flying out of the tall walls of Twilight City, tightly against the ground. The black aura seemed to be intelligent, carefully avoiding the patrolling city guards on the city wall, and using the cover of night to come to a small pond outside the city.

The black aura penetrated into the pond like a grass snake. The pond was pitch black, but the water was not dirty, there was no smell of fishy smell, nor did there be aquatic plants. The frogs and small fish in the water were all submerged in a dead black. After the black aura entered the pond, the black water in the pond fluctuated slightly, and then it became quiet.

The pond is very quiet, not only without cicadas, but also without trees and weeds. The pond is not deep, but just a small pool. Shortly after the black breath entered the pool, a blister emerged from the bottom of the pond. Then, continuous bubbles emerged one after another, and a ball of dead pool water rippled out ripples. As more and more bubbles became more and more, a green light appeared at the bottom of the pool. The green light was very light, and it emerged from the black pool water and disappeared immediately into the night.

This strange and gloomy scene soon ended. As the water rippled, a black man crawled out of the pool, using his hands and feet together, in a very embarrassing way. It seemed that he had exhausted all his power. If he had not had the strong desire to survive, he would have drowned in this small pond.

Wearing a black robe, pale complexion, and a sick middle-aged man crawled out of the pond, his body was extremely weak. He seemed to be in a hurry to go on the road, and he did not rest. He barely stood up and walked away from Twilight City. The man in black staggered and almost fell down several times.

After walking a few steps, the man in black turned to look at Twilight City, his face paler, like a piece of white paper. The expression of confusion between his eyebrows was very heavy, and he muttered in a low voice: "The goddess of care here has become a climate. Weird, when did it happen?"

As he said, a vicious look appeared in his eyes and he said fiercely: "When you go back and mobilize people, you must flatten the Temple of Care Goddess Temple here."

Before he finished speaking, the man in black trembled suddenly, his whole body was stiff, his hands trembled slightly, and a drop of dark pool water between his fingers dripped down with his trembling hands.

The man in black froze, then turned around stiffly, looking at the pond like a puppet. There were no creatures or plants by the pond, and at this time, a black bat happened to fly over from a distance. The man in black trembled, bit his tongue, and squirted out a mouthful of blood.

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