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"I am the saint of the **** of death."

Darlene said so, her voice and expression were calm, even if the long blue and white sword in Parr's hand trembled, it might make her head in a different place at any time.

"…"

Parr was silent for a moment, then said, "Go on."

Darlene raised her hand and fiddled with the golden hair that was blown on her cheek by the cold night wind, and asked:

"Little Parr, do you remember the story I told you about the magician the night we met?"

Then Darlene continued without waiting for Parr to answer:

"I said that night that some magicians who were affected by emotions became the first group of cultists, completely surrendered to the influence of emotions, and believed in various gods in a very distorted way. Then the problem came, the gods appeared after that. , or appeared before then? If it appeared before then, where are the normal people who believed in gods from the beginning?"

…

The history of gods goes back to before the magic empire was established. That night, Darlene told Parr that the original origin of magic was gods.

In that wild era, powerful and numerous monsters were rampant, and each intelligent race could only survive in the cracks.

I don't know when, the first **** appeared, a **** of the human race, sheltering the entire human race, followed by the gods of other intelligent races, each intelligent race finally settled down and began to prosper.

During this period, the gods observed all things in the world, observed powerful beasts, established the initial magic system, and taught it to the intelligent race. Gradually, the magic system became more and more perfect, more complex, and more powerful. The creatures of the race finally have the power to fight the monsters alone.

I don't know how many years have passed, I don't know how many things have gone through, and finally all the intelligent races united, established a magic empire, and slowly controlled the entire continent.

It was a prosperous era in which God and man coexisted.

Immediately afterwards, a cataclysm with vague records came, and even Darlene, the saint of the Death Sect, didn't know what happened, or she knew something, but she didn't say it.

Darlene only said that many, many people died in that catastrophe, and many gods fell, and the people who survived were affected by metamorphic elements. The magician was the most affected, and some of them became the original cultists.

And the true believers of those gods have also suffered heavy losses. There are even many true believers of gods who have lost their inheritance. Even if they have not lost their inheritance, they will be regarded as cultists, and they will be hunted down by the people of the Neutral Light Church.

Those were the hardest times.

In hiding, the inheritance of the believers of the **** of death has been passed down. The saint of this generation is Darlene, who is second only to the gods in the **** of death. In this era when the gods do not exist, she is the **** of death. in charge.

And her mission is to continue to pass on, and to reduce the power of death cultists, who call cultists false believers.

The struggle between true believers and false believers has been going on in secret for thousands of years.

…

"emmm..."

After listening to this, Pal lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then looked up into Darlene's eyes, and asked tentatively, "As a saint of the God of Death, your mission is to resurrect the God of Death, right?"

"That's right!"

Darlene continued to calmly nodded, there was nothing she could not admit, because resurrecting the gods she believed in was something every believer of gods should do, regardless of true believers and false believers.

"Then I can't keep you."

Pal slowly raised the blue and white long knife, looking like he was about to chop it down. Darlene didn't dodge, and continued to stare at Pal's **** eyes, and explained softly:

"Although I have the responsibility to resurrect the God of Death, the records handed down in the church have said that the descendants of us don't have to force it. The God of Death will naturally wake up when it is time to wake up. No one can stop it."

"cut!"

He curled his lips unhappily. In fact, Parr, who just wanted to scare Darlena, turned his wrist and put the knife into the sheath, then snatched the black mask that belonged to him from Darlena's hand and put it on his face, bypassing Darlena and walking towards him. on the other side of the alley.

"Wait a moment."

In fact, Darlene had always believed that Pal would not cut her. Seeing that Pal was going to leave, she thought about it, turned and called Pal.

"What's the matter? Do you want me to hack you to death?"

Parr really won't hack Darlene to death. After all, he has seen Darlene's nature along the way. She is a kind person, and she is a true believer of the **** of death, not a gang of evil spirits. Cultists, her mission is to kill all the dead cultists, and they are considered friendly troops.

"Little Parr, I know you hate cultists, and you also hate gods a little bit, but I still have to defend the **** of death."

Darlene didn't move, she said to Parr's back on the spot:

"The knowledge passed down tells me that the God of Death is the kindest **** among the gods. Although the ghosts of the walking corpses controlled by the death cultists are indeed the spells created by the God of Death, in the original intention of creation, the walking corpses are only In order to make it easier for people who have died in a foreign land to return home, the ghost is also for the relatives of the deceased who are still alive to see the deceased for the last time and communicate for the last time. In the age of the magic empire, these things were handled by our death god, just because of the catastrophe..."

"I see."

Parr waved his hands without looking back before Darlene finished speaking, and left the alley.

"Can't you wait for me to finish?"

Darlene stomped on the spot angrily, Uncle Gray quietly appeared behind her, lowered his head and asked with a smirk, "Saint, do you want me to catch that kid back."

"No."

Darlene rubbed her face, put on her hood again, and said, "What we're going to do next is too dangerous. He's still a child and shouldn't be involved."

Hearing this, the big mouth under Uncle Gray's helmet twitched instantly, and he frantically complained:

"I've never seen a kid chasing a cultist to kill. The problem is that he can really kill a cultist."

…

"very messy."

After confirming his position, Pal found his way, trotted all the way, and returned to Karina's small villa.

On the way, Pal pondered what happened tonight, and felt that this different world with extraordinary power was really messed up, gods, magicians, disasters, churches...

"And Matthew Goldfly!"

After returning to Karina's cottage, Parr remembered the corpse that was obviously not a blood cow. The more he thought about that corpse, the more he looked like Matthew Goldfly, just because the corpse had been destroyed by inexplicable means. The corpse was gone, and he couldn't confirm it.

"If it's really Matthew Goldfly, then there must be a big conspiracy."

After packing up and lying on his bed, Parr looked at the ceiling and thought so, and made a decision in his heart.

"I have to go see Matthew Goldfly tomorrow."

…

The next morning was another ordinary morning, except that the cold wind outside the window was getting colder and colder, and the pace of winter in December was approaching.

call…

After exiting the black fog space, the talent got up on time to refill Parr's three attributes. He sat up from the bed full of energy, and patted Weiwei, who ran over and curled up next to him at some point.

"Weiwei, I still have to go out for a day today. Remember to tell Karina at noon."

"Uuuu, Brother Parr, Vivi knows."

Vivi rubbed her big eyes and nodded, got up and went out to have breakfast with Parr, and then followed Karina to the fluorescence academy.

The School of Fluorescence has resumed normal teaching order.

Pal, who was dropped out of school, wandered aimlessly on the street for a while, and then came to a small alley next to the road to the Fluorescent Academy, hiding behind the sundries and watching the pedestrians coming and going on the street outside.

This street is the only way for Fort Fluorescent to go to the Fluorescent Academy. Matthew Goldfly walks every day, and Pal, who holds a grudge, has already understood everything clearly.

The same is true today. Before Parr was allowed to wait long, Matthew Goldfly appeared in the field of vision.

What surprised Parr was that there was an outsider next to Matthew Goldfly today, and that was Teacher Edward from the Fluorescence Academy.

Edward and Matthew Goldfly walked side by side and talked about something. Matthew Goldfly's two guards were a few steps behind, and their eyes scanned the surrounding crowd vigilantly.

Seeing this, Par hurriedly operated the meditation breathing method with all his strength, minimized his presence, and narrowed his eyes to prevent him from being noticed by the silver-level guard Bob.

Not only that, Parr also fully opened his bright pupils, and his gleaming eyes carefully looked at Matthew Goldfly, but found nothing unusual.

Matthew Goldfly is still the same as before, there is no gleam of fighting spirit around, and there is no abnormal fluctuation of elements.

"Could it be that the corpse last night wasn't Matthew Goldfly..."

Pal pondered in his heart, but in the end he chose to trust his own judgment. For this reason, he set his sights on the talent bar of the data panel.

Pal was able to upgrade a third-level talent last night. The reason why he has not been upgraded is because of Matthew Goldfly, which made him panic, and he always felt uneasy if he didn't fully confirm it.

For this reason, Pal hesitated again and again, and decided to give up the idea of ​​getting up on time to upgrade his talent first, and instead upgrade his talent bright pupil first.

Pal still remembered that when he met the first bronze-level cultist, he could be seen by others when he recovered his physical strength, but the bright pupil had reached him, and now it has been upgraded to the third level, but there was no such effect.

The same talent, different effects, it proves that his talent level is not enough.

"Gamble! It's not a loss anyway!"

Looking at his more than 1,700 mental energy points, Parr's eyes turned and settled on the talent bright pupil.

Drop, do you spend 1000 mental energy points to upgrade the talent bright pupil LV3 to LV4?

"Yes!"

Drop, 1000 spiritual energy points have been consumed, and the talent upgrade is complete.

Bright pupil LV4 (dark vision, advanced element vision.)

Life Energy Points: 6800

Mental Energy Points: 730

"Better eyesight..."

After the upgrade, Pal, who was opening his bright pupil, felt that everything in front of him became clear, and the small and trembling element light spots became clearer.

The large and small element light spots of different colors that Parr had seen before were actually composed of even smaller element light spots, and the colors of those smaller element light spots were purer. It is the smallest unit in the element light spot of an attribute.

This is a very miraculous sight. Parr stared blankly for a long time before he regained his senses. Then he walked out of the alley, mixed in with the crowd, and chased Matthew Goldfly and his group who were far away.

On the way, Pal looked at the others. This time, he could finally see the energy fluctuations emanating from ordinary people and apprentices. It was a kind of white shimmer, and the stronger the person, the white light. brighter.

Parr looked down at himself, there was also a white light on his body, and…

"I'm the brightest boy on this street!"

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