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- Coming out of the teleportation array, Monica and Unika felt like they were in a dream.
Not to mention seeing the six-winged archangel, I have never heard of it, or I have only heard of it in legends. Now two of them pop up at once. No wonder some people have always said that the light orthodoxy is on the earth. Isn¡¯t this the orthodoxy of the Light Church? ?
There have always been disputes between orthodoxy and heresy. People often accused them, the priests and priests who grew up in the Warlock Alliance, of being heretics and fallen believers who had taken refuge in the evil god.
And they will retort: ??Hiding in the gutter all day long, unable to even see the light, what qualifications do you have to represent the light?
This matter has been debated for thousands of years. As the control of the Immortal Empire becomes stronger and stronger, the Church of Light on the ground gradually disappears. Now, both sides have begun to think that they are the orthodox ones. After all, you can't do anything on the ground. Come up with something that represents orthodoxy.
But now
Monica looked at Ange and the little angel who were retracting their wings into the body, the legendary six-winged archangel, and the Supreme Holy Spirit. If they cannot represent orthodoxy, then who is orthodox? Could it be that what your side represents is really a heresy?
Seeming to see through the confusion in her heart, a voice sounded beside her: "As long as we yearn for the light, as long as we have a firm belief, no matter we are in hell or abyss, we are all children of the light. Do you believe in the light?"
Monica turned to look, and Anthony, who was dressed in a solemn robe and crown, was looking at her with a loving expression. This expression seemed to have a soothing power, which quickly made Monica calm down.
"I believe it." Monica said firmly.
"Then, light bless you, my child." Anthony offered up the holy light and gently pressed it on Monica's forehead.
Monica couldn¡¯t help but knelt down, shook hands and began to pray, as if she were facing the loving Father.
The power of Pope Anthony in front of her was more reassuring than any priest she had ever seen, and she couldn't help but want to reveal everything about herself.
The same goes for Unika, who couldn't help but come to Anthony. Anthony stretched out his other hand and looked at her lovingly.
Unika held Anthony¡¯s hand and knelt down devoutly.
Reflected on Ange, Nigris couldn't help but cursed: "This old bastard."
Usually in front of Ange, Anthony can't show his ability to confuse people. Who doesn't know his background?
But others are different, especially those believers who have received theological education since childhood. An expression, a word, or an action can make them feel completely different, and it is easy to gain trust.
"Light is fighting against the power of darkness. Pray to the God of Equality and Libra. As long as your faith is firm, he can respond to you. After a thousand years of war, the gods have fallen, but as long as the light is still there and the faith is still there, they will all come back. ." Anthony said slowly.
The God of Equality and Libra? She has always prayed to the God of Truth and the God of Light. Can the God of Equality and Scales respond to her?
Suspicious, Monica changed the target of her prayers, but as usual, she didn't get any response.
Ange tilted his head in confusion, and his eyes fell on Unika. He 'heard' Unika's inner voice: "God of Libra, I regret so much. I did something stupid. I shouldn't have run out impulsively." , almost killed my mother, I was wrong, she is the only relative I have, I don¡¯t want her to be in danger, I hope you will bless her for a long life.¡±
At the same time, several flame souls threw themselves at Ange from her body.
100 years old? Ange tilted his head, as long as he is a hundred years old? If he wants to bless her, she will definitely not die when she is a hundred years old. Does he want to kill her on time when she is a hundred years old? Ange thought tangledly.
Forget it, equal value is equal, Ange has always been thinking about equal exchange.
Unika¡¯s body lit up, and a force was projected onto her.
"IIthe God of Libra respondedto me." Unica shouted in disbelief.
Anthony quickly glanced at Ange and said kindly: "The God of Libra senses your piety. What did God say?"
Unika looked at Monica in shock, and then at Anthony, as if she couldn't believe the content of 'God's' response.
The old magician was so experienced in facing this situation that he didn¡¯t even need to know what Ange was responding to. He only needed to say vaguely: ¡°Follow God¡¯s instructions and do it with your most devout faith.¡±
Unika walked to Monica and knelt down, hesitantly stretched out her fingers, but did not dare to press her mother's face.
Although Monica doesn¡¯t know what instructions Unika gotReporting for work.
"The bodies are being dismembered underground." Nigris said angrily.
When they arrived at the underground cave, Anthony understood what the so-called "dismemberment" meant. Ange snatched back the body of the dracolich and it was being spread out on the ground.
Ange kept casting facial cleansing spells to activate it. It was originally skinny and skinny, but more than half of it has been activated, like a water-filled rubber ball.
Duroken held a saw and cut the dragon corpse with great difficulty. He used a stick to prop up the cut area to create a large hole leading to the chest.
"Lord Duroken, what are you doing?" Anthony asked in confusion.
"Can't you see? Dismember the body. You came just in time. Take the force and cut it to the heart." Duroken raised the big saw and signaled to Anthony.
Anthony looked down at his white, luxurious and solemn papal suit, and had the urge to turn around and run away.
After putting away his clothes and putting on a set of "farming clothes," Anthony rolled up his trousers and went to work on the big saw.
Negris complained: "What a good guy, he even has farming clothes, he is professional."
Anthony used his instinct as a black warrior emperor to get familiar with the saw, and then pulled it fiercely to start cutting. Only when he pulled it did he realize why Duroken was so "struggled". This dragon corpse was too tough.
The skin of the bast zombie is only a thin layer, but this dragon corpse is like hundreds of layers of skin and flesh superimposed on top of each other, with some metalized fascia interspersed in the middle. Anthony can feel the big muscles with every pull. The teeth of the saw are wearing out.
"It's between bast and copper skin. With such a large body, no wonder it's so hard. What's the point of cutting it open?" Anthony asked.
"Replace the phylactery and see if you can revive it." Duroken refined the phylactery on the side.
Everyone worked together, and the progress was much faster. Soon, after changing three saws, Anthony cut open the skin and flesh in front of the chest, revealing a huge shriveled heart.
"What does it do to resurrect it? It requires a strong soul to drive it. It is useless for us to resurrect a corpse dragon. Instead, it will attract the attention of the Council of the Undead." Anthony said.
¡°Of course I¡¯m not resurrecting a corpse dragon, I want to resurrect the Dracolich.¡± Duroken said.
Anthony blinked blankly: "Its soul has dissipated, can it still be resurrected as a lich?"
Liches are intelligent zombies. The only factor that distinguishes zombies from lichs is wisdom. However, the birth of wisdom is too random, and there is no guarantee that every reincarnated corpse can become a lich.
"Of course, but what I hope most is to preserve the memory of my life. You should have many questions that you want to ask the Dracolich." Duroken said.
Anthony cheered up: "Are you sure?"
He has too many problems. If he can catch a senior executive of the Immortal Empire, he will definitely make him cry.
Now all his knowledge about the Immortal Empire is inferred from the information collected from all parties, and there is no key information at all.
This led to a very serious consequence. Because he did not have a clear understanding of the strength of the Undead Empire, he could not infer that the Parliament of the Undead had the ability to attack the Warlock Ladder. Fortunately, this attack was on the Ladder of the East Nai Peninsula. If he attacked the North Wind City, , then they will fall into a very passive and dangerous situation.
This is the importance of accurate cognition.
During this period, he and Silver Coin were working hard to collect information about the Undead Empire and the Warlock Alliance, but no matter how much information there was, it was impossible for a dracolich to know more.
"Probably." Duroken shrugged, without making any guarantees. He just said: "I can do it, and it should be okay too. It mainly depends on what the adults do."
Duroken was resurrected through the damaged phylactery. This was a miracle created by Ange. He just had this idea, but he was not sure whether it would succeed.
As he spoke, Duroken put the refined phylactery onto the shriveled heart. Because the heart was too big, the phylacteries were all enlarged. He also adjusted them several times during the process to facilitate Inlaid on the heart more closely.
Ange poured in the insect ash liquid to purify his face and reborn. After struggling for a long time, there was no reaction.
"Isn't it a failure?" Duroken said: "What went wrong? Even if you can't retain the memory, you can still be reborn. At worst, you will become a corpse dragon."
Just as he was wondering, Du Luoken suddenly felt something. He turned around and saw the dragon corpse's eyes staring at him with a slit, then it opened its bloody mouth and bit him like a catapult.
The dragon's neck is very flexible and its ejection speed is very fast, just like a snake escaping from its hole.
Duroken was startled. His cloak rolled up around his body and turned into a puff of smoke, but it was obviously too late. The big mask blocked the smoke.
A ray of light shone on the smoke, and Ange's figure flashed in front of Duroken almost instantly, holding up the protective barrier.
Nigris was shocked: "You didn't use a sword?"
Without using a sword, Ange cast the Peace Guard Barrier with his bare hands.
He bit the wall with his bloody mouth, and more than a dozen of his teeth fell out.
??If you like the exotic land reclamation with vegetable planting skeletons, please collect it: the exotic land reclamation with vegetable planting skeletons is updated the fastest. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)A roll turned into a line of smoke, but it was obviously too late. The big mask covered the smoke.
A ray of light shone on the smoke, and Ange's figure flashed in front of Duroken almost instantly, holding up the protective barrier.
Nigris was shocked: "You didn't use a sword?"
Without using a sword, Ange cast the Peace Guard Barrier with his bare hands.
He bit the wall with his bloody mouth, and more than a dozen of his teeth fell out.
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