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Because of the reminder of the coachman, there were no accidents, and Beta easily entered the city of Xixiang in Longekan Kingdom.

Because it was a border city, Beta could see soldiers on the streets from time to time. And these soldiers are quite elite.

In addition, Beta saw a huge military camp towering next to the Lord's Mansion. Beta estimated that there should be more than 700,000 civilians in the city, as well as nearly 80,000 or so soldiers.

Such a regional power is relatively strong in the world.

Without the protection of the World Tree, there would be no Coco Yara. The power of such a territory is estimated to be able to wipe out the elves.

And such regional forces abound in the human world. That's why Coco Yara has such a strong sense of urgency, she is an elf who has experienced the era of the real 'Great Empire', and with her previous experience, she can see how powerful the current human world is.

Dragon...... There's really no way to compare the overall strength with humans.

That's why she found Beta and found the Wealth God Cult.

Once in the city, Beta found a hotel to stay in, then went out and bought some dye, dyeing his golden-like hair a grayish-brown.

After all, this is the territory of the Temple of Life, so it's better to be cautious.

After closing the door to the inn room, Beta also entered the mansion.

Julie and Jessica were lying on the table, looking at a small object in the center of the table.

And the little thing had been washed by Julie at this time, and she had changed into a white dress.

Beta knew at a glance that the clothes of the little thing should be made from some clothes stored in the mansion and torn off the corners, which must be Julie's handiwork.

The little thing was lying on the plate, sucking a few bits of honey on the plate. For it, the plate is as big as a bed, and a few bits of honey on it are a big meal.

Beta's appearance startled her a lot, and she hurriedly flew up and hid behind Julie's arms.

"Is your relationship already that good?" Beta asked, somewhat curious.

Julie clasped her palms together, held the little thing in her hand, and then opened it in front of Beta again, and said softly, "Her name is Dove." ”

The name is so familiar, where have you heard it?

Beta, who was a little distracted, noticed that Julie's expression had softened a lot.

Since parting ways with Joshua, she has rarely shown such an expression, and perhaps this is an excellent breakthrough for her to open her heart.

Originally, Beta also wanted to find an opportunity to send this little thing to the woods south of Wojin City and let the druids take care of it, at most, it was just the cost of a teleportation, which was not expensive for the current Beta.

But seeing Julie's current appearance, Beta felt that it would be a good choice to leave this little thing for a while.

The little thing was still very wary of Beta, and she held Julie's thumb and looked at Beta timidly.

Beta looked at her twice, and lost interest. In the game, he has seen a lot of flower fairies, and he doesn't think it's so unusual.

"You stay here first, I'll go outside and find out the news."

Then he got out of the mansion and out of the hotel, and walked down the street.

It's already afternoon, and the temperature here is warm, and the sun is just right to make people lazy and want to sleep.

There are not many people walking on the streets, and most people should be resting. Beta soon found the city's temple of life.

The temple is quite large, covering an area of more than five acres of land. There were many believers blessing at the door, and the door of the temple was open, and there seemed to be no priest to be seen, except for four guards.

Beta summons Joan of Arc and asks her to monitor the area from the air, and she leaves.

In the evening, Beta finally saw the priests from the outside into the temple one after another, from the perspective of Joan of Arc's psychic link.

One of them was drunk, and Beta remembered the man's appearance.

The next day, the pastor went drinking again early in the morning.

Other priests also left the temple. All of a sudden, the temple of life was vacant again.

Beta felt a little strange, these priests of the Temple of Life didn't have to preside over prayers? There is no need to explain doctrine, let alone enlighten believers?

What do they eat?

If this were the case in the Cult of Fortune, everyone in the entire temple would be severely punished.

But this is the Cult of Life, and it has nothing to do with Beta.

He asked Joan of Arc to spy on the drunkard last night. Sure enough, when the priest left the temple, he went to a tavern. After three hours in it, the priest came out, went into the alley next to the tavern, tore off his robe, and sprinkled on the spot.

Because he was drunk, he didn't notice that there was a little beggar sleeping in the corner where he was. As soon as he soaked in the pee, he woke up the little beggar with urine.

Probably frightened, the little beggar jumped up, and then hit the priest, and then the whole person bounced back into the corner, and the pain was unbearable.

There is a huge gap in strength between professionals and non-professionals, not to mention that this is a skinny little beggar.

The little beggar got up again and was about to run away, but the priest kicked him against the wall again.

The priest looked at the wet spot in front of him, and a smell came from there. His face gradually turned pale, and the eyes that looked at the little beggar became fierce.

The little beggar had a yellow face and was thin, unable to distinguish between men and women, and when he saw this, he knelt directly on the ground, crying and begging for mercy: "Master Pastor, you spare me, I didn't mean to." Please. ”

He kowtowed and cried.

But the priest was unmoved, he lifted his foot and stomped heavily on the little beggar's left arm, and after a click, the little beggar fell to the ground and rolled, his left arm bent at a strange angle.

The shrill screams reached outside the alley, but no one dared to enter.

The priest's drunkenness seemed to wake up a little, but his eyes seemed to become more bloodthirsty.

He got up again and stepped on the little beggar's right thigh.

There was another click, and the little beggar had no strength to roll around, and only lay on the ground, his body swaying motionlessly, and there was a panting sound that seemed to be dying.

The priest felt that he was in a much better mood and wanted to leave, but seeing the wetness in front of him, he walked back to the little beggar and lifted his legs.

This time his gaze was on the little beggar's head.

But his leg didn't step on.

It wasn't because he had a bad conscience, but because he felt the back of his head being grabbed by something as hard and powerful as an iron pincer.

The other party's strength was so great that he couldn't even turn back, and he could only barely see that there seemed to be a person standing behind him, and he could see the red robe behind him on the left.

"Why, I'm the bishop candidate of the Temple of Life."

The man behind ignored him, but slammed his entire face against the wall with a force of his right hand.

The warriors have the thickest skins because they are physically strong. If a warrior's face hits a wall, most of the shattered will be the wall. But this man was a pastor.

With a bang, he felt his nose lose sensation, and the flesh of his entire face seemed to rot.

The pain was so intense that he screamed, and it was heard out of the alley. This time, no one went into the alley, because they didn't dare.

Looking at the priest's face, he smiled, "It's not flat enough!" ”

Then with another force, he slammed the man's face against the wall again. After the bang, the man's nose was completely invisible, and the whole face seemed to have become flat, and at the same time, the flesh and blood were blurred.

But even so, the priest did not die.

Beta tossed him aside, then walked up to the little beggar and threw down a healing scroll while taking out two pieces of dry food.

The healing scroll completely healed the little beggar's fracture and it didn't take much time.

Then in the surprised and incredulous eyes of the little beggar, Beta shoved two pieces of dry food into his hands and said at the same time: "Go quickly, it is better to leave the city." ”

The little beggar looked at Beta's face as if he wanted to remember him, and then he stood up, bowed to Beta with tears in his eyes, held two pieces of dry food, and turned to run.

Watching the little beggar leave the alley, Beta walked over, dragged the priest's back collar, and led him deeper into the alley.

Five minutes later, Beta snorted as she looked at a dead human-faced spider in front of her.

"Sure enough, Rose has begun to corrupt the priests of the entire Life God Cult."

Beta didn't stay in the city for long, he used his magic to burn the human-faced spider to ashes, and then went to the next city when the temple of life didn't find anyone missing.

In the new city, he found a priest with a rather bad character, killed him directly, and found that this person had also become a human-faced spider.

After that, he would kill one or two 'bad' priests in each city, almost all of them turned into human-faced spiders, and only one priest remained human.

More than ten days later, he was already very close to the holy city of the Temple of Life. And the disappearance of a large number of priests has finally attracted the attention of the Heresy Inquisition Bureau of the Temple of Life.

A team follows Beta through the city, tailgating the investigation. They couldn't find the missing priests, but after drawing a red line on the map for the missing city, the whole team exploded.

"Someone is coming to the holy city of our Cult."

Everyone in the Heresy Interrogation Team had a hideous look on their faces. They hurried back to the Holy City and told the Pope of the Temple of Life about their suspicions.

The green-haired pope on his head looked at his right hand like pine bark and said lightly: "Since I became the pope, once or twice a month fools who are not afraid of death come to assassinate me, but they have never succeeded. It's the same this time, don't panic, just be as prepared as before. ”

Composure is a necessary quality for a pope, but when the heretical interrogation team encounters this kind of thing, they can't be calm, they can only go crazy. (https:)

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