My little country

After the Willis incident.

The Spear of the Killing of Gods has become the most frequent prayer word among all believers of the Holy Bishop.

Old Mark, the bell-ringer at the time, has now become a wise man and is respected by all believers.

The city of the Holy Lord, in Gabriel Cathedral.

Old Mark knelt in front of the statue of the Archangel Gabriel, wearing a coarse cloth robe that was so cleanly washed, and kept mumbling in prayer.

It is not the same as others imagined.

Old Mark, the bell-ringer, didn't feel much joy in his heart at this time.

His devotion to faith is not because of the fear recorded in the Book of the Holy Lord.

But for the peace of mind, for the atonement.

This kind of faith, flawless and pure, is placed in the kingdom of the gods in the small kingdom. Such people are the best believers.

Be a fanatic among fanatics.

If your own talent is not bad, the title of a saint is a matter of course!

Old Mark suddenly became confused in prayer, and he fell into a dream again.

Suddenly found that he was standing in a golden hall with splendor.

On both sides of the hall, dozens of heroic angels in armor, with their white wings open, stared at him.

This made old Mark extremely frightened.

But a voice rang in his heart.

tell him.

Don't be afraid, the angel's respect and attention is the reward he deserves for such a devout believer!

In Cormac's ear, a familiar angel whispered even more.

In the buzzing sound, old Mark suddenly had some enlightenment.

He took a deep breath, and the back that had been habitually bent suddenly straightened up.

Old Mark's figure suddenly became a lot taller, and a faint white light appeared from all over his body, making it as if he had turned on beautifying special effects when he walked.

When Old Mark walked to the depths of the hall, he saw the Spear of God Killing that stood in the deepest part of the hall.

Suddenly sacred music sounded all around.

The translucent imaginary little angels flew out, and burst into laughter.

The Spear of Killing God gave out a golden light.

The light shines.

Old Mark slowly leaned down and gave a big gift to the Spear of Killing God.

Suddenly he raised his head, looked at the tip of the Spear of Killing God, and took a deep breath.

"In the name of the Holy Lord, in the name of the Spear of Killing God."

"I'm willing to sacrifice myself for this, and I don't hesitate to be broken into pieces."

"All I ask is that I can enjoy peace of mind after death."

"I just hope we can do better in the future."

"Amen!"

Old Mark said, knelt to the ground.

The Spear of Killing the Gods shone bright golden light.

A beam of light shrouded the old Mark's body.

The next moment.

A golden halo suddenly appeared on Old Mark's head.

Old Mark heard the voice from Him silently:

I heard your answer!

From now on, you will receive my gift!

what!

In the church of the Archangel Gabriel.

The old Mark who fell on the ground suddenly yelled, and then stood up in a panic.

He gasped,

I saw a large group of priests and nuns running around being alarmed.

Old Mark suddenly yelled again, and suddenly tore his coarse cloth robe to reveal his back.

A burst of exclamation came out immediately.

However, the priests and nuns were surprised to see that on the old Mark's back, there was a dark red pattern of the Spear of God Killing that spread from the back of the neck to the waist!

When being watched, this pattern actually gave everyone an illusion of glittering golden light.

"Stigmata!"

"This must be a stigmata!"

An elderly priest shouted out a pious face.

Someone instinctively wanted to ask questions, but after watching the pattern of the Spear of God Killing on the back of Old Mark, he was shocked to find that the phantom of the Spear of God Killing appeared in his mind.

And... the picture still lingers.

They couldn't help being shocked, and hurriedly confessed to the Holy Lord and the Spear of Killing God.

"Stigmata appeared on Old Mark's back?"

"Holy Lord, what is going to happen again?"

The cardinal archbishop heard the news from the secretary, his face seemed calm.

Deep inside, there was a stormy sea.

He once again doubted his position.

Holy Lord!

Why, why is this all?

Obviously, he is the archbishop in red, and he is the most authoritative person in the city of the Holy Lord.

But after all kinds of miracles happened, I was the last to know!

Could it be that the cardinal team did something wrong in the ancient times, that is why it was so affected?

The archbishop in red couldn't think of why he came, so he had to hand over the black pot to the ancestors to carry.

Suddenly, the archbishop in red found that the door of the room was knocked, he hurriedly replied and said after asking to enter.

The red archbishop was surprised to find that it was Father Roros who came in!

The cardinal archbishop hurried forward to salute, not daring to show off his authority to this ancestor.

Father Roros smiled slightly, but he said something amazing:

"Your Mightiness."

"Times have changed."

"The Holy War has begun, and the war between Heaven and the Four Horsemen will become more frequent."

"It's time for the heritage of the priest and the warrior to expand."

"Amen!"

Father Rorose's words were like a heaven to the archbishop in red.

He asked in a low voice excitedly:

"Can we also learn to pass on knowledge?"

"All religious and talented priests have a chance."

Father Roros replied lightly, then smiled and left.

"Need to be talented?"

The archbishop in red was surprised, recalling this answer, and a little worried in his heart.

To become a cardinal bishop, his faith is absolutely firm and trustworthy.

But to be able to become an extraordinary talent.

This has to be a question mark!

Fortunately.

Tonight, in the Church of the Archangel Gabriel, it was held in a secret society hosted by old Mark and Father Roros was watching.

The cardinal archbishop and other 800 believers who have been trusted after research gathered together to witness the phantom of the Spear of God Killing summoned by the stigma on the back of old Mark.

This sacred and great spear phantom of the killing of gods played the role of a god puppet.

Eight hundred believer silk threads that looked pure white in Xiao Yu's eyes appeared, and they were all connected to the phantom of the Spear of Killing Gods, using this as a medium to communicate with the divine weapon of the Spear of Killing Gods in Xiao Yu's hands.

Suddenly, there was a resonance vibration with this artifact.

The eight hundred believers in Gabriel Cathedral were bathed in mild holy light.

They all praised the name of the Spear of Killing Gods.

Then bathed in holy light to complete the first wash of marrow refinement.

This kind of operation made Xiao Yu feel a little bit emotional that the supernatural power of God is really fast, much faster than the orthodox wizard and knight system.

The road to progress is not easy in the future.

Look at the sect of the Goddess of Victory, there have been so few pseudo-third-level transcendents over the centuries.

Know that the hardships are not easy.