Jonny lay on the ground. It's not that he doesn't want to stand up, it's just that he doesn't have the strength to lift his fingers anymore. His eyes widened and he looked at the ceiling through the gap in his long hair. The ceiling of the training center is rudimentary, it does not resemble a church at all, and there are no frescoes. Jonny imagines the shape of an angel based on the pattern of the ceiling. As he watched, his eyelids began to droop.

"Really trying, I saw that the lights in the training room were still on, and I knew you must be here. It's time to cut your hair, right? ”

With a gentle voice, a hand ran over Jonny's forehead, wiping his hair towards the top of his head. Jonny's eyes narrowed, it was the probationary priest named Pooh, who, though he was the same age as himself, was already appreciated by the archbishop. Trainee Pastor Pooh smiled: "Can you see it clearly?" ”

Jonny didn't answer, staring at the ceiling again.

If you don't get talked to, the probationary pastor doesn't get angry. He rolled up his sleeves, wiped Jonny's sweat with a handkerchief, and then massaged Jonny's thighs. A voice came from the other side: "Oh my God, I thought you came here at the risk of being punished by the teacher, what good things are you doing, it turns out, Hiccup, serving him like a homosexual?" ”

Jonny's eyes squinted again, and he was a trainee pastor, whose name resembled that of a dog, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

"Pluto, you don't talk too much, I didn't report to the teacher about your secret drinking."

The other party was shocked: "We came out of the same house, hiccup, are you embarrassed to report it?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, come over and help, I know you've learned the [Holy Healing Technique]!" Pooh finished pinching his thigh and began to pinch Jonny's arm.

"Hiccup, you've just mastered it. Lord, help me. Then again, Hiccup, isn't this kid very gloomy? And he didn't even say thank you, why do you want to help him? ”

"While it's nice to be thanked for helping others, there's no reward for 'helping'. All men are created equal, whether it is him or you, I will help you equally. Pooh laughed.

"I think it's better to change to Our Lady, the second god you believe in, Hiccup, hahaha!"

"Can faith be changed?!"

Pooh, Pluto. Pooh, Pluto. The young man repeated the two names in his mind until his eyelids were completely closed and he fell into a deep sleep.

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Jonny rode his brown horse and suddenly went back in time.

"There are many things you think you have forgotten, but you can't; There are a lot of people you think they're gone, but they're still there. Feeling a rare peace, Jonny slowed down and muttered to himself. He habitually rubbed his forehead: "Pooh, Pluto, the names of two mortals, why should I remember?" ”

"Captain!" At the end of the street, several fast horses of different colors arrived, and several residents hurriedly retreated to the side of the road.

"You're coming so slowly." Jonny Dao.

The knight reined in his horse's head and breathlessed: "We, found it in that city to the north, found Perls!" ”

"Why hasn't he left yet?"

"We surmise he's waiting for the Bone Tyrant."

"It's a shame that he will never be able to wait." Jonny turned the horse around and squeezed the horse's belly hard.

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Sara Monroe.

In the silence of the night, the sound of shattering could be heard from all sides of the church, and the figure with the holy light descended in the flying colors. They wore plain cloth robes that made it easy to move, and pointed their weapons at the twilight Zen masters, who were powerless in their hands.

At the last moment, the twilight war ghosts twisted their bodies and blocked in front of the twilight Zen master. The moment they were slashed, their bloodshot pupils suddenly dilated, and they trembled violently a few times, like two neutron stars that were about to burst. But the effects of the weapons were no more, their bodies were unharmed, and their tunics were torn.

The Dusk Zen Master continued to chant as if it weren't them who had almost died.

"Ah...... Ahhhh......h Liberated ......"

If you want to compare it, the throat of the dusk war ghost is like a dry well, and the voice is very soft and intermittent, like a wisp of water vapor. They lowered their arms, and with this simple movement, their elbows, wrists, and knuckles clicked one after another. Their arms are thin and long, and they seem to be able to hang down to their knees at any moment. When their limbs were activated, they drew their two sharp swords, and their standing posture was full of flaws.

The attackers missed the blow and immediately lined up and surrounded Qingyi and the clergy of the Dusk Sect. In the hymn, the twilight war ghosts stretched out their tongues half a foot long and licked the blades of their swords, their pupils fluttering with excitement. The atmosphere is tense.

"Tsk, Knights of the Iron Hoof, it's you again." Qingyi got up, and the throne returned to the shadows. "Where's Jonny?"

The sound of cold feet came from outside the door, two seconds, two seconds. It was only then that the hymn came to an abrupt end, and at dusk the Zen masters put on their monk's hats, turned slowly, and looked at the man who appeared at the door—the first of the saint candidates, Jonny. A cold, fishy wind blew from behind him and blew on everyone's faces.

"Kill everyone who gets in the way, it's really your style. Your horses are all dead, aren't they? Your bodies are overwhelmed, aren't they? It seems that the bishopric is not keeping up? "Qingyi dripped blood on the scepter and forged a serrated sword." You have no chance of winning this battle. ”

"I don't think so, heretic......" Jonny exuded inexplicable excitement, ecstasy, excitement, "you will die here." Dying under God's gaze is the proudest thing in your pathetic life. ”

A puff of red smoke streaked across the church.

A Knight of Judgment suddenly fell to the ground, his head rolling at Jonny's feet! Jonny sighed, as if he had seen a miracle: "Yes, that's it, you should be added to the death list, 'Bloodclaw'!" ”

Frankie, whose mouth was full of blood, protected Qingyi and said, "Master, I'm late." ”

"You're the only one?"

"My people are too slow."

"Chandelier, then."

As soon as Qingyi's words fell, a dusk war ghost threw his short sword and knocked down the chandelier on the top of the church! With the exception of Jonny, several Knights of Judgment were forced to take a step back! At the moment when the lamp holder touched the ground, the candles on the lamp trembled, and the room was full of light and shadow!

The twilight war ghost rises up, and the sword slashes at Jonny! Jonny swung his sword with his hammer staff, but the short sword that followed him made it impossible for him to fight back. A knight of the Judgment next to him hurriedly stepped forward and parried the Dusk War Ghost, and the two scuffled to the side, and the bench was crushed. The Twilight War Ghost is the same as the Ghost Staff Mage, and in terms of combat power, it can be on an equal footing with the Judgment Knight!

With another stab, Jonny grabbed the wrist of a twilight warlord and pulled it to his side, pushing his knee up as hard as he had on Itema's forehead! Not to be outdone, the opponent collided with his knees, and although the bones and joints immediately shattered, he seemed to be completely fine, and with a flick of his arm, he was about to cut off Jonny's head with a sword! This is the terrifying thing about the Twilight War Ghost, in addition to excellent combat skills, it is also a monster that does not feel pain!

However, the single leg used for knee collision was in a hurry to swing the sword before it was put down, and the center of gravity was naturally unstable. Jonny didn't retreat, but advanced, putting his knee against the crook of the opponent's leg, and as soon as he said goodbye, he let the opponent fall. He raised his hammer staff in a posture like a blacksmith, and the fallen Twilight War Ghost was an iron embryo.

[Blood Red Raid: Ghost Dance Steps]!

Jonny's half-dropped hammer staff forcibly stopped castration and slashed diagonally into a half-arc! All he had knocked through was the afterimage of Frankie, the real Frankie had flashed to one side, and with a grab, three strands of flesh were taken down from his calves! Succeeded, Frankie deceived Jonny for the first time with an afterimage!

Another Knight of Judgment forced Franki away, shouting at Jonny, "Commander, we're here to stop the enemy for you, use that move!" ”

Jonny nodded and waved his hand, [Arrow of Light: Divine Punishment]! The hammer is in front of you! Qingyi took a sword and staggered back a few steps, while the hammer staff was already sunk into the cross. Jonny smiling and chanting, attaching the Hammer Staff to the Light Chain!

[Arrow of Light • Divine Punishment] and [Holy Chain Protection], and the next is likely to be [Arrow of Light • Tomb of Heresy]. But Qing Yi was sure that the other party would not launch it, because this big killing weapon would affect everyone within a radius of twenty meters, and many of the Judgment Knights were within the attack range and could not escape from the church. No matter how cold-blooded Jonny is, he is only cold-blooded to heretics, not mortals, right? Therefore, he will never use the Arrow of Light: Tomb of Heresy!

Thinking of this, Qing Yi immediately activated the [White Bone Purgatory].

Jonny's hand moved.

Gray-white, even slightly black light washed over Qingyi's body, like a large snowfall. However, the rest of the people were safe and sound, and they didn't even react. Before Qing Yi could activate the [Black Blade Whirlwind: Death Love Letter], he was killed in one hit, and a light elemental cross more than three meters high rose on the spot! Among the bone shards, a blue heart-shaped gem stood out, as if it had been set in a cross - the "Will of the Necromantic King" had fallen.

From this moment on, Qingyi was no longer a tyrant of white bones, and the Dusk Empire was facing annihilation.

System Prompt: Divine Punishment Knight (Trainee) Jonny has passed the trial and is officially promoted to Divine Punishment Knight.

At the same time, a faint hymn came from the void, celebrating the birth of another hero! Jonny, whose whole body was wrapped in light elements, withdrew his hammer staff, knelt on the ground in excitement, raised his hands high, and shouted at an invisible being: "The law I got is 'smash', and this move is called [Rotten Snow]!" From now on, I am a true saint, I am St. Jonny! O St. Jonny, your splendor shines on the world! ”

He looked at the heart-shaped gem and reached for it. However, a bone palm had already preempted him, retrieving the "Will of the Necromantic King". Qingyi, who had reorganized his body, straightened his waist, and although he was close to the new hero of the Holy See, he only had Pers in his eyes.

Pers smiled and waved his hand, turning to ashes under the gaze of the king, leaving a sentence: "Remember to show for me, that void where everyone is equal, thank you." ”

System Prompt: Your subordinate, Perls, the Dusk Prayer, voluntarily dies in your place, and the [Soul Contract] is passively activated.

System Prompt: Your subordinate, Perles the Dusk Prayer, has dissipated, and the Twilight Cult is temporarily disorganized for three days. Please arrange for your subordinates to serve as the person in charge of the Twilight Sect in a timely manner.

"No thanks......" Qingyi said.