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Chapter 390 There are always bad apples

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    Roland was of course a little excited.

    After all, this is also a kind of recognition, recognition that you have good character, recognition that you are capable, and recognition that your future ceiling is very high.

    But Roland only thought about it for two seconds before rejecting it.  He shook his head and said, "Sorry, I don't know how to offer my faith to the gods."

    The angel stood stunned for a few seconds, with a strange expression on his holy, white and tender face: "Why, this is an invitation from our Lord, shouldn't you feel honored?"

    "It's quite an honor." Roland sighed: "But it doesn't mean that I have to believe in a god."

    "Don't want to believe in gods?" The angel shook her head helplessly. This small action caused a turbulence in her: "Occasionally, such a magician will appear. Then I want to ask, in your eyes  , what is a god?¡±

    "A more powerful life form is so powerful that we cannot understand it for the time being."

    The angel smiled: "Can't understand it yet? In other words, when you get stronger, you will try to understand?"

    Roland nodded.

    After hearing these words, the angel slowly floated down and stood on the ground, no longer looking down at Roland, and at the same time the pale white light dissipated.

    "As expected of the disciples of the goddess Mystra." The angel said gently: "Then let's put it another way, how about becoming one of God's favored ones?"

    Those favored by God People who are favored by God, in essence, holy warriors like Shuke are favored by God.

    But Roland still shook his head.

    "Shuke is different from ordinary people. He is too handsome and has a high tolerance for the opposite sex. Even if he occasionally does something inappropriate, women will not think anything of him.

    But Roland is self-aware and his charm is average.

    Moreover, those favored by God are essentially in a ¡®vulnerable¡¯ position, and they feel like the gods are raising kittens and puppies.

    Of course, some pets can become cat owners because of their outstanding appearance, but Roland doesn't think that he can get the same treatment as Shuke because of his crotchless appearance.

    He knows that ordinary paladins do things with trepidation and caution. They sincerely pray to the goddess every day, take time to read the teachings, and strive to fully read and understand the teachings.

    But Shuke, the paladin, is different. He rides a red dragon around every day, does tasks from time to time, pays little attention to doctrine, and rarely prays.  But he happened to be the most improved among all the paladins.

    Every time a few gay friends get together, Shuke will always proudly brag about what beautiful attractions he has visited and what wonders he has seen.

    Although he is obviously a combat player, he still feels like a party player.

    Roland has never been jealous of Shuke's relationship with the opposite sex, but he has never expected to be like him.

    People are different. You may not be able to copy other people¡¯s success or other people¡¯s lifestyles.

    So Roland is not interested in the matter of God's Favored Ones.

    In Roland¡¯s opinion, the goddess of life most likely wants to raise a puppy, or a puppy with only sharp teeth that can occasionally help her bite people and occasionally tease her to make her happy.

    Roland doesn¡¯t want to be a puppy.

    Pretending to lower his head and think about it for a while, Roland finally slowly raised his head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not qualified to be a favored one."

    Although he said he was not qualified, this was an obvious rejection.

    The angel was very smart and understood what Roland meant.

    She seemed a little angry, but it was not a negative kind of anger, but more like anger towards herself.

    As her mood became bad, the two pairs of white wings behind her seemed to dim.

    Finally, she sighed helplessly, rolled her eyes at Roland a little aggrievedly, and without saying a word, Pu flew straight into the sky with her wings, and disappeared soon after.

    Only a few white feathers fell.

    Roland subconsciously reached out to pick it up, and then realized that it was just an illusion. The feather passed through Roland's palm, slowly became transparent, and disappeared.

    Withdrawing his palm, Roland took a deep breath and smelled the fragrance of kunai.

    It feels a bit like a green apple.

    After the angel left, Roland felt a little tired. He sat down on the grass and opened the forum again.

    He wanted to find out what the green halo was for before and what was happening in Dongfeng City now.

    The previous live broadcast room is still live broadcast, the broadcasterHe almost left the previous place and ran to the vicinity of the Temple of Life.

    "Look, the players from the Silver Wings Guild and the Jialan Temple Guild they all have black leaf marks on their faces."

    The slightly obscene voice of the broadcaster was very excited: "It seems that the halo has given them a markWait a minute, the Templars of the Illuminati Cult are here."

    In the live broadcast room, a large number of white-armored Templar knights poured in from the city gate. They were divided into several groups. Most of the knights went to clean up the ruins and at the same time rescue the civilians under the ruins.

    And a group of powerful heavy-armored knights began to jointly hunt down those players with black leaf marks on their faces.

    As soon as you see it, you will rush forward like a mad dog. Taking advantage of the strength of the people and the good equipment, you will directly chop the players with marks on their faces into meat paste.

    Wait until they are resurrected before chopping them.

    In the end, two to three hundred players were blocked near the resurrection point of the Temple of Life, unable to escape at all.

    Being surrounded by thousands of knights in white armor.

    Although all the Templars are wearing helmets and their expressions cannot be seen, judging from their unhesitating slashing actions, they have no mercy or forgiveness for these players with leaf marks on their faces.

    Full of angry indifference.

    The video in the live broadcast room showed very bloody scenes.

    Player corpses are everywhere, stacked on top of each other, almost blocking the entrance to the temple.  Mosaic flows like small ditches, there are dozens of them.

    There is a strong smell of rust in the air.

    The player responsible for the live broadcast was also surrounded, trembling with fear, and even the live broadcast screen was shaking slightly, but all the Templar Knights looked at his face and noticed that there was no black leaf mark on his face, and ignored him.  .

    Roland withdrew from the direct meeting and sent a message to Shuke in the guild chat: "Will the black leaf mark disappear after the player dies a few times? Or will it disappear after that time?"

    "No!" Shuke quickly replied: "This group of people is finished. That is the divine punishment of the Life God Cult, and the leaf mark will follow them for a lifetime. And anyone who kills a person who is marked with a black leaf will be  It will not be considered malicious homicide.¡±

    Roland was quite surprised. The Silver Wings Guild and the Jialan Temple Guild seemed to be finished.

    Then he asked: "How to deal with the gold mine?"

    "It will be protected and managed by our Guangming Cult for the time being. After the matter is over, it will be returned to the heirs of the local city lord The local city lord's family is so pitiful. All the soldiers were killed, and he himself was also killed. If his wife and children hadn't been hidden in the secret  Daoli escaped with his life, but may have been exterminated by the Jialan Temple Guild."

    Roland heaved a sigh of relief. It turned out that he was somewhat proud of his identity as a player.

    But now seeing the tragic situation in Winterwind City and hearing about the experiences of the city lord and his family, he suddenly felt that the players were no better than the natives of this world.

    Seeing enough benefits, it will also kill and set fire, without evil.

    This group of people are not qualified to play this game anymore!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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