Tifa prayed in a daze, but he had already done the confession ceremony many times before. Although the sacrifice words he said were a little stuttering, they were still pretty much right...

"Impossible! Found it!"

But after confessing, Tifa suddenly felt the atmosphere around him change, and many wolf-like eyes gathered on him, making every pore tense up.

"What's going on?" Tifa raised his head in surprise, and then saw the milky white light on the altar, which had turned into a charming dark red!

"heresy!!!"

Tifa's neck tightened and his whole body was lifted up. The face of the old bishop in front of him was extremely hideous at this moment.

Vagically, he saw his father crying, and then was knocked to the ground. Even the nearby villagers immediately left for a distance, isolating his family, as if they had a plague on them.

"No!!! Come again! Please try again! My name cannot be the goddess' blasphemer!"

The crying sounds lingered next to Tifa's ears, but the palms on the neck became tighter and tighter, even making Tifa feel suffocating.

"Speak quickly! Heresy, how did you violate the teachings of the goddess!"

At this time, the power on the other party's palm relaxed, causing the long-lost fresh air to flow into the trachea, and the tears of Tifa flowed out together with the snot.

Seeing this heresy, the bishop's eyebrows frowned slightly.

The opponent's power is too weak, not as powerful heresy as before, and this level of threat is obviously impossible to reach the point where the goddess must be ordered to be subdued.

"Mantra!!!" A little golden light flew out from the bishop's hand and then sank into Tefa's forehead.

Then, Tefa found that his mouth began to become uncontrollable. He answered questions and answered questions from the other party.

The life before Shifa was very ordinary, and it was so ordinary that it was boring. When the question was on the daytime adventure, the bishop's breathing became obviously rapid.

"Quick! Surround the back kitchen of this house!"

A huge force flew out, and Tifa felt his body as if flying in the clouds, and then fell into a huge iron hoop, which made his whole body extremely sore.

Under the escort of many guards, Tifa and his family came to his house.

Then, a knight who was facing a great enemy rushed in and searched out a rusty iron sword.

"Master Bishop!" The leader respectfully held the iron sword in both hands.

The strong evil power lingering on the iron sword made the bishop frown: "The object of the evil god? Or the temptation of the devil? It even has no effect on the identification technique."

Although I do not know the specific attributes of the item, the bishop has already understood his goal this time.

"If I purify this item, the divine grace and favor I receive will probably increase my priest level by one level, right?"

The bishop's eyes were faintly intoxicated, and then there was a pious confession: "Great Spring Goddess, please forgive your servant's greed..."

For some reason, Leilin's soul-seeded iron sword never appeared without any vision, and he meekly allowed the bishop to impose a lot of seals. And under the escort of many knights, he came to the altar position in the village.

"The soul of this child has been polluted by the power of heresy..."

The bishop stood in front of the altar and said the final judgment on the proposition.

"Burn him to death! Burn him to death! Burn him to death!" Before the words could be realized, many villagers were already roaring hideously.

The fanatical atmosphere and the hideous face that was different from usual made Tifa scare and cry.

Even his family was automatically tied up by angry villagers and tied to a temporary wooden cross.

What was about to happen made Tifa feel bad in his heart.

"No! Please forgive them. I...I did nothing! I just picked up an iron sword and came back. I am willing to repent!!!"

Tifa cried and made his final plea: "For the sake of the goddess, it's okay to punish me, but please forgive my family!"

"The family of heretics must also be 'purified'!"

But what answered him was the bishop's cold face.

Immediately, accompanied by a large amount of flames and the cry of the children, Tifa fainted in horror.

"Great goddess! Your servant sincerely invites your coming..."

After the stolen family was executed, the bishop took other sacrifices and began to pray devoutly in front of the altar.

As the culprit of this time, Tifa and the iron sword polluted by the evil god must be dealt with by the goddess himself.

"Well...is this the way of faith?"

The soul seed in the iron sword kept observing the other party's actions: "Through religious rituals, promote fanaticism, and collect the extreme emotions and soul power emitted by believers..."

Lei Lin analyzed calmly.

With his current state, he did not have much power to resist, so he still focused all his energy on collecting information.

Through this period of observation, some superficial situations in the world of the gods have begun to gradually reveal themselves before him, which is clearer than Berusebab's memory.

"First of all, the environment here, the extraordinary power was limited to a very strict level. Then, the ordinary people here, even the most ordinary farmers, have many ordinary people whose average physical qualities are beyond the wizard world, and they are basically several times more... Finally, these priests and knights..."

In these priests, Raelin clearly felt the power of another rule.

Although this path is very similar to the sacrificial path in the purgatory world, it also has different aspects.

The biggest difference is that this power of faith is widely used, and just a glance has led to Leilin's discovery of a large number of so-called priests.

And these numbers are obviously just gathered in nearby areas.

If combined, then you have to infuse these priests. I am afraid that many purgatory supremes will be bankrupt, but the gods can do it easily.

And. Unlike the equivalent exchange of the way of sacrifice, all the priests here consider themselves servants of gods and position themselves very low.

This situation made Lei Lin very interested in understanding the inside story.

"And... because there are so many, it is impossible for those gods to keep their attention to every believer, unless they actively apply, or encounter soul blasphemy..."

Raelin looked at the bishop who began to pray, and a sense of the existence of a rule was about to come began to surround him.

"We have to do it!"

It made a decision immediately. Then it focused on the mention of the aside.

The original body is just a broken sword, and it is very difficult to resist some, and some medium must be needed.

Now it seems that this kid is very suitable.

Blood and fire! There are also the hideous smiles of the surrounding villagers and the knights and priests. This is the dream of Tofa.

The heavy feeling of oppression, like a mountain, destroyed the child's heart.

Under such circumstances, it would be a very easy thing for Lei Lin to manipulate the other party.

"Hey! Boy! Do you want to take revenge?"

Many fires suddenly burst out, gathering into a huge face, staring at the word.

"I think! No matter what you exist! Even the devil is good or the demon, it doesn't matter if I want my soul. Please give me the power of revenge!"

The word in the dream shed tears and knelt down while crawling.

"Good enlightenment! I like it!" The flame man smiled evilly, and then turned into a huge flame-winged snake, sank into Tefa's body.

"Remember! My God's name is Kukurkan!!! The Feathered Snake God Kukurkan!!! Your soul, flesh, and everything. From now on, it belongs entirely to me!!!"

A voice sounded from the bottom of Shifa's heart. Then he felt like his body was on fire, extremely hot.

"What's going on? This guy is so hot!"

The noisy surroundings made Tifa open his eyes again, but the charred stolen frame not far away made his tears flow out in a disrespectful manner.

The scorching feeling on his body did not dissipate at all. Tifa looked blankly at his palm that was no longer a human. The strange scales were still lingering with flames, just like the revenge hand from hell!

"So... none of this is a dream!"

Tifa murmured.

At this time, the bishop and the knights were also shocked by the appearance of the Philosopher. In their opinion, the other party was suddenly wrapped in a layer of flame and immediately became a monster from hell.

"Kill him!" Several knights had holy light on their bodies and rushed over with giant swords.

"Ahhh..." Tifa roared, and the seal on the broken sword that Lei Lin possessed had collapsed layer by layer, and then it came to his hands.

"Die!" The broken sword drew a few strange red lines, and then the knights' bodies cracked, and a lot of blood and internal organs splattered everywhere, mixed with the horror of many villagers.

It seemed as if a steady stream of power was constantly injected from the hilt of the broken sword, making Tifa seem to transform into the god of death and harvest the lives of the surrounding knights.

"The life aura on the other party is even stronger, at least equivalent to a level 15 professional!"

"How is this possible with the goddess of sage?"

"God! Please bless us!" The many knights and priests shouted in shock and anger.

But Tifa no longer cared about anything, and his mind was filled with the desire for revenge.

One enemy after another was destroyed under his blood-red vision, and finally it was the bishop's turn.

"Well! Try the final experiment! Talent devour!"

Accompanied by Leilin's thoughts, Tifa's hand directly grabbed the bishop's shoulder.
Chapter completed!