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- The face is fine, but the hat is broken.
The scarecrow hat is a very basic prop that can only produce a few illusions and can easily be seen through by outsiders with the same mental strength.
" However, this simple prop is very suitable for Ange. His mental power is super strong. After wearing the hat, even a strong man of truth like Bruske can't see through it.
But no matter how suitable it is, it is only a primary prop and is not an indestructible thing. To be honest, it is very rare that it can last for more than a thousand years without breaking. This is mainly due to its ability to repair itself.
This repair ability is limited. Small scars can be repaired, but large damage cannot be done.
"It's broken" Ange picked up the hat, holding the broken ends, and said in despair.
"Yes, it's broken. Let's repair it. Then ask who can repair the scarecrow's hat, or buy a new one." Nigris said regretfully.
Ange nodded, that was all he could do.
At the World Transfer Station, Patsy was moved out and stood on her guardian throne again.
With her feet on the ground and feeling the energy coming from the throne under her feet, Patsy let out a sigh of relief: "Although it often has no energy, it still feels more secure to step on it."
"That's okay, I won't take you out from now on. I'll ask Ange to change to a Shou Shen." Nigris responded.
It also didn¡¯t expect that taking the guardian god away from the throne would make them uneasy. In that case, forget it, and change it to someone who is not smart enough to prevent Patsy from being uneasy.
Patsy's hand popped out, and she grabbed Nigris 'tightly', and said angrily: "I made a mistake just now, and staying with the Lord will make Patsy feel more at ease."
"Well, which one is more disturbing?"
"Follow the adults, oh, no, it will be even more uneasy to stay here."
¡°Okay, I¡¯ll take you with me from now on.¡±
"Working for your lord!" Patsy breathed out. It never thought that it would almost lose its job with a casual sigh.
Almost all believers from the entire plane were gathered together. They were kneeling on the lower level of the cleared transit station, looking at Ange who was above them, and praying devoutly.
"The great Lord Ange, he holds the light of pure face and heals the wounds He is eight feet tall, handsome and majestic, his body is like a pillar standing in the sky, and his eyes are like lightning that pierces the fog" The voice of the bard Konab echoed throughout the transit station.
The handsome bard is now Lisa's right-hand man.
Whether it is a heroic deed or a miracle, it needs to be widely sung and spread far and wide.
How to sing? In addition to poems, operas and novels, the most common singers are bards.
They walk around in the streets and alleys, weaving your deeds into poems and singing them everywhere.
A good bard is the best spreader of faith, so when she learned that there was a bard among the undead in Darkside City, Lisa transferred him to her command without saying a word.
Today, the number of bards trained through the sect has reached more than a dozen people. This is the basic operation. The bards of the Light Church are called the choir, and they are not counted by people, but by classes.
They travel around, or stay in a certain place, chanting Ange's deeds in various ways.
Of course, most of them are made up. Apart from growing vegetables, how can this vegetable-growing skeleton have any deeds that can be spread? Oh, I killed an insect god named Hermeltus before, which is worth singing about.
"Everyone, please listen to me. The insect god has eight pairs of eyes and ten pairs of feet. There are so many insects. My lord Angebu oracle has said that devout believers will open the way first"
In the rhythmic singing of the bard, waves of soul flames surged towards Ange.
The fanatical atmosphere in a scene with tens of thousands of people is something you can¡¯t usually feel. Even the calmest believer will be infected by the people around him in this environment, and his emotions will continue to accumulate and eventually become fanatical.
Of course, this kind of enthusiasm cannot last long, and it will be very tiring afterward. For a period of time, you will be too lazy to be energetic, and your initiative to contribute will drop sharply.
Therefore, this large-scale ceremony is equivalent to overdrafting a period of faith in the future, but if it is well organized, it can also strengthen everyone's faith.
What we have to do now is to overdraw our faith for a period of time.
Ange has been sleeping for half a year and has not been farming. The quick-death aura that consumes the most soul flames is not very active. Now he has accumulated the equivalent of half a year's soul flames.
This huge power is enough to transfer the entire world, especially the Twelve Guardian Seats.All working.
But just to be on the safe side, Lisa still called everyone together, prayed, and felt the miracle at the same time. Isn¡¯t it a miracle to resurrect a god of light?
Not only is it a miracle, it is also a super miracle. If the believers of the Church of Light see this scene, their faith will even collapse, because their god has been saved by others.
"It's a pity that there are no believers of the Church of Light in the Abyss of Rest, otherwise we would really have to catch a few and watch them.
The Twelve Guardian God Seats started to operate, and powerful soul energy poured into the throne. The guardian gods were activated one after another and were on standby quietly.
When there is no battle, the Twelve Guardians will stand quietly, because moving consumes too much energy, and except for Patsy, the other Guardians are not smart and can't even say dirty words.
However, as long as they are within the scope of activity of the Twelve Guardian Gods, the six-winged archangels do not dare to teleport over. They are super weapons that guard the world's transit stations and deter the powerful in all major planes.
Surrounded by the Twelve Guardian Gods, even if the God of Libra is resurrected, he will still be crushed.
Of course, the Twelve Guardian Gods are just insurance. Xia Mara has already stood behind the stone statue, holding his back with both hands, ready to contaminate it at any time.
The sky is getting dark, the wind of rest is slowly blowing, and the basin where the world transfer station is located is covered by the wind, as if it has become an isolated island.
¡°Let¡¯s begin,¡± Nigris said.
Ange had been prepared for a long time. After hearing this, a stream of holy light was wiped on the body of the stone statue, wiping away the grayness on his body layer by layer, restoring the freshness of flesh and blood.
Restoring life is not as difficult as removing the stone. Half an hour later, the originally gray stone statue had returned to the normal skin color of a living person.
Not far away, Luther, who was on alert, suddenly asked Lisa in a low voice: "Grandma, what's the deal"
"Who did you call grandma?" Lisa glanced sideways at him.
"Uh, Ms. Lisa, why does this Lord of Light look like a living person?" Luther asked in a low voice, rubbing his head, but muttering in his heart: Grandma's hand is getting stronger and stronger, and it hurts to hit people.
Lisa¡¯s essence is that of a lich. No matter how tender she is now, she will not change this essence. Isn¡¯t it normal for a corpse witch to be stronger?
¡°They are just living people, or in other words, God designed them to be living people, and if not, they have to be.¡± Lisa said.
"A divine device?" Luther wondered.
"It's very complicated here, and I don't understand it very well. Ask Master Naige when you have time, and he should be able to explain it clearly." Lisa said.
In the distance, Negris¡¯s ear bones moved, and he pretended to be nonchalant and walked around to the other side, far away.
Just as they were chatting quietly, the God of Libra, who had returned to life, suddenly became weak and was about to fall to the ground.
Behind him, a pair of slender and strong hands held him.
The God of Libra used his strength to stand still, shook his head, and looked a little dazed. After he stood firm, he waved his hand behind him: "Stay back."
The strong hand did not retreat, but still supported him steadily.
This made the God of Libra frown, and he shouted without opening his eyes: "Back off, can't you hear me?"
ps, Chapter 2 was broken, so I deleted it and rewrote it.
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