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Chapter 1008: Fight against each other

The long street was filled with flames and chaos.

"Can Nature's Praise still evolve?"

Quan Zhi looked puzzled and asked the companion next to him.

"Not sure!"

Many people shook their heads and then looked at the red archbishop, eager to get an explanation. Unfortunately, they didn't care about him at all and walked straight to Downton.

"Are you the newly canonized Knight of Holy Flame?"

The archbishop is affable and has a kind smile on his face.

"I am honored to be recognized by the Holy See!"

Downton saluted respectfully. To be able to serve as a red archbishop in a country with a strong religious atmosphere like Saint Laurent, the power of the man in front of him is definitely not small.

"Haha, you are so self-effacing!"

Hiddink stretched out his big old hand and patted Downton on the shoulder, then glanced at Xia Luo and frowned involuntarily.

"she is my friend!"

Downton quickly explained.

Hiddink's lips moved a few times. If it had been in the past, he would have cursed a long time ago. After all, the Flame Holy See and the Orc Temple are mortal enemies. The two sides have been fighting each other on the battlefield. However, given Downton's status, he temporarily tolerated it.

Come down.

"Anyway, it's just a wolf girl, so it doesn't matter." After comforting himself, Hiddink looked at everyone and gathered people's attention for Downton, "Come, let us add another person to the Holy See who has the dual nature of praise.

The strong one!"

"Archbishop Hiddink, what's going on with this double?"

The marshal who saved his life asked, and the other scepters also clapped. It was just to save face anyway. Even if the Napoleon family was unwilling, they would not disobey Hiddink at this time.

"As we all know, the Holy See of Light has eight magical blessings, which can be said to be the most powerful magical techniques except the large and small prayer techniques, divine prayers, and great resurrection techniques that contain strong laws of fate and cause and effect. They cannot be learned.

It can only be an epiphany!”

The old god Hiddink is here, and his voice can’t be better. “The more favored by the goddess of flames and the devout faith in the goddess, the greater the chance of enlightenment of the Eight Praises. Some people believe that God loves the world, so among the eight Praises, only death and

The two great tributes of blood are offensive, and they are not purely lethal magic, but they are not!"

Hiddink paused deliberately, and when he saw these scepters all showing listening expressions, he couldn't help but feel proud of himself. This is the charm of knowledge.

"In fact, the Eight Great Praises can evolve. After any one enters the second level, it will naturally have extremely strong lethality, not much weaker than those magics that can kill people. For example, this second level of natural praise, after being blessed by it

, the state of any living thing is forced to return to its original natural state, and it is permanent. It can no longer be changed."

The scepters frowned, not realizing how powerful it was!

"Do you think you are ordinary? Let me tell you. If you are radiated by Downton's double natural praise, your rank will be permanent. Before your own strength cannot break the constraints of the law of praise, you will always remain at your current rank.

Bit!"

Hiddink's words made everyone in the audience exclaim in low voices and look at Downton in shock. They subconsciously took a step back.

You must know that these scepters are strong men who have been killed in various near-death situations and have strong willpower. But now, their faces are full of shock, and the idea of ​​​​trying not to fight with Downton immediately comes to mind.

There is no other way. For a strong man who is determined to climb to the top of the legend, having his rank permanently fixed is more uncomfortable than killing them.

"So stupid?"

Downton was happy, but soon became sad because he threw out a natural praise experiment and found that it was still one level.

"You can't master it all at once, you need to practice!"

Hiddink consoled him.

Seeing the relieved expressions of the scepters, Downton regretted it. If he had known better, he shouldn't have tried and exposed this secret.

"You don't have to worry. Even if Downton learns it completely, the greater the level gap between him and him, the greater the chance that the natural praise will take effect. On the contrary, it will have a huge resistance rate, so it still depends on the individual's strength."

Hiddink also wanted to comfort the other scepters. In fact, the effect of the double praise of nature is very powerful, far beyond everyone's imagination, but he can't let these people be afraid. To be honest, he just acted on a whim just to betray Downton.

~ He regrets revealing this information now.

The city defense army began to take over from the security team to evacuate the crowd and seal off the scene, while the latter entered the battlefield and cleaned up the bodies.

"By the way, what happened just now?"

Hiddink asked.

"It's no big deal, it's just that the governor of the Black Flame Church sent someone to assassinate me!" Downton deliberately mentioned this name, just to scare off the guys who coveted the body of the Skinned Walker.

"What? The governor, one of the three kings of the dark world? How did you get into trouble with him?"

The scepter of the Gis family came over, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but frown.

"But the assassin said he was sent by the Magic Mountain!"

Downton shrugged his shoulders.

"Thank you for being so calm. Not to mention two of them, even one of the kings would stare at us, and we would have no time to think about it!"

It's not that they are timid when they have the staff to speak, but the dark world is clearly another way of survival. If it were an upright duel, no one present would be afraid, but they use assassination, hiding in the dark like a poisonous snake.

, impossible to guard against.

"Knight Downton, you will be very popular in the circle of ladies from now on!"

Hiddink joked.

"Um?"

Downton was puzzled and felt that this guy was a bit old and shameless.

"Where are you thinking? I'm talking about Natural Praise. Although it can't delay aging, it can keep a woman's figure and appearance as they are. Do you think you will become a famous person?"

Hiddink revealed the secret with a smile.

"Is what he said true?"

Downton is more willing to believe in Homer than the Archbishop.

"Yes, it is also applicable to men, but as time goes by, after more than ten years, the effect will weaken, unless your natural praise has evolved to triple!"

Homer explains.

"Wow, wouldn't that make me rich? In order to stay young forever, those women must be willing to pay any price!"

Downton's eyes glowed.

"Yes, if you ask them to sleep with you, they probably won't refuse!"

Cheap God teases.

"Your thoughts are so dirty!" Downton rolled his eyes, "I mean our military expenses are guaranteed. If I run out of money, I will go find those noble ladies. They will definitely be willing to pay a lot of money for beauty treatments.

!”

"You guys have absolutely no respect for the gift of the Flame Goddess. Can you use it indiscriminately? Be careful of the goddess depriving you of the right to use divine magic!"

Homer warned that this is no joke. In a country where miracles are frequent, those who blaspheme the gods will be deprived of their magic.

"I'm not even a believer!"

Downton pouted.

Homer was dumbfounded. Indeed, Downton was just a dabbler. If it hadn't been for the Heavenly Flame Soul Tree, he probably wouldn't have become a Templar.

"Your Majesty Bishop, that corpse looks very extraordinary!"

The scepter of the Napoleon family looked at Downton with a sinister smile. The body that the Wolf Girl and the Grand Marshal could fight over was absolutely extraordinary. Since he couldn't get it, he would ruin their good deeds.

"Um?"

Hiddink turned his head and saw Charlotte disposing of the body. Next to her was a suitcase filled with various bottles of potions.

"Hey, what a perfect technique!"

For a moment, Hiddink planned to arrest Xia Luo and send her to the Inquisition. She would be able to be converted, and then the Holy See would have an additional orc priest with priesthood and potion skills.

"Your Majesty Bishop, this corpse is probably the Skinned Walker!"

Generalissimo reminded.

"What?"

Hearing these four words, Hiddink's attention suddenly shifted to the corpse. With a look of shock on his face, he quickly walked towards the strange mud-like creature. He didn't mind being dirty. He squatted down and lifted it up.

Take out a pair of glasses, put them on the bridge of your nose, and examine them carefully.

"It's our trophy!"

Charlotte warned.

"How dare you talk to the Bishop?"

A paladin protecting Hiddink shouted angrily and held the hilt of his sword. But before he could finish speaking, a magic fist fell from the sky and hit him next to him.

"You better shut up!"

This is a human country. With Xia Luo's excellence, many people will covet her beauty and abilities, so Downton must be strong and eliminate all signs, otherwise they will definitely pounce on her like a maned dog and bite her.

"you……"

After all, the Paladin is also Hiddink's bodyguard and scepter. He used to be respected wherever he went. Now he is scolded by a young man. He can't stand the resentment. But just when he was about to get angry, he endured it.

Yes, because the twin angels fell from the sky and landed behind him.

"Downton Knight, if it is really the body of the Skinned Walker, it will be of great research value. Regardless of whether it is public or private, you should donate it to the Holy See."

Hiddink has been a bishop for so many years, and it’s not because he doesn’t understand the ways of the world, so he doesn’t use power to suppress people, but convinces them with reason.

Downton did not speak, but looked at Xia Luo.

"This is our trophy!"

Xian Lang reiterated.

"No matter who it is, a thorough study of the Skinwalkers can solve many mysteries in history, and we can also better guard against their substitutes lurking in the future!"

Hiddink took a deep breath. If it weren't for Downton's identity as the Prince of Bavaria, he would have wanted to snatch it away directly. You must know that the only people who can let him talk to each other calmly and reciprocally are all powerful figures above Duke.

"Don't you understand what we are saying?"

Xia Luo frowned.

"Feel sorry!"

Downton refused.

"Knight Downton, you will not be less worthy of your merits. Just for sacrificing this body, I will ask the Pope to give you a Holy Sword Badge!"

Hiddink made a bid.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the paladins around him turned red. They also wanted such a huge honor.

"Feel sorry!"

Downton refused again. The badge? Can it be eaten? It's just a way for the Holy See to win over people's hearts. It has no use.

"Don't be ungrateful!"

Now the knights couldn't help it anymore and rebuked loudly.

"Downton, this kind of research on corpses requires a lot of time, energy and money. It's impossible to get any substantial results just by relying on Priest Wolf!"

Hiddink's patience is limited and he is already ready to fall out. (To be continued...)

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