Evil dragon roars ~ woo woo

"Next." The majestic voice of the archbishop came, Long Ming looked sideways and found that the woman in front of Oreo had already left, and now it was Oreo's turn.

The archbishop is wearing a white priest robe today, shining in the sun, his whole body seems to be filled with light, his white hair is combed back meticulously, and he is writing something with his head down. Little Priest Adam is fanning behind him , just met Long Ming's eyes, and smiled a little shyly.

"Who's next?" The archbishop raised his head, revealing the little wisp of white beard left on his chin. There was a little cuteness in his seriousness, and Long Ming couldn't help laughing.

"Oh, so it's Oreo." The Archbishop put his hand on his stomach, looked at Oreo, and said in an old voice with kindness, "Do you have any troubles to tell the God of Light?"

Oreo shook his head: "My lord, I don't." He is very happy now.

"Okay." The archbishop closed the notebook regretfully, glanced at Priest Alan, who was constantly crowded, stroked his beard habitually, and sighed: "The appearance is meant to be dusty, Why make a fuss over that bit of beauty, why not read a few more books on the teachings of the Temple of Light to enrich your heart."

"You are right, archbishop, before the God of Light, we are all the same." Priest Alan accepted the archbishop's preaching sincerely. He was blond and extremely handsome, just like the Holy Son of Light in the religious classics. , humble and peaceful, and treat others with courtesy.

Long Ming carefully compared the archbishop's face with Oreo's face that was better than spring flowers against the garland, and felt that the archbishop was lying.

Can face and face be the same?He sees that Oreo can drink an extra bottle of milk!Dinner!

"Let's go, let's go buy a baby bottle as a spare." Gru saw that the little guy had found Oreo, and looked around, but there was no decent store nearby.

Oreo thought for a while, then stroked the chubby cub's tail: "There's no need to buy a baby bottle, I'll make one for my good cub with glass stones, and it will be ready in a few days."

"That's okay." Gru thought about it carefully, and thought it was okay. His family made it safely and beautifully, and maybe he could inlay a few shiny gems that the cubs like on it.

Carlo looked thoughtfully at the way the little dragon worshiped the mermaid.

"By the way, Oreo, is the purification ceremony over?" Long Ming looked at the pool not far away, and found that it was the same as before. The water in the pool was clear and sparkling, reflecting the beautiful image of the goddess of life.

"Not yet, the spirit of water that Priest Allen put in the water is not good to be taken out in public, and he is going to take it after the city residents accept their blessings and leave. The Archbishop is still very keen on spreading the teachings of light. I don't mind waiting for a while." Oreo's silver eyes were always smiling, and it was obvious that he was in a good mood.

"Oh." Long Ming looked around and felt that nothing was wrong, so he patted Carlo's shoulder and stretched his calf down: "Carol, I want to go down."

Carlo put the cub down and stared at the cute short chubby tail protruding from under the cloak.

Gru bought some fresh flower shortbread not far away, handed it to the little chubby boy standing on the ground, and asked strangely, "Why did you get down?"

"It's not good to hug often." Long Ming said so, but seeing all the tall "giants" around him, at this moment, he still had a subtle dislike for his cub's height. When will he grow up? , The weight feels a little heavier recently, but he feels that his height has not grown at all.

Long Ming took a bite of the soft, waxy, fragrant and sweet flower shortbread, feeling extremely sad.

Oreo looked at the crowd gathered around Priest Alan, thought for a while, bought a flower vine from the old flower farmer next to him, walked up to the little guy and knelt down, put the flower vine in his paw, and held the flower vine himself. with another one.

Long Ming tilted his head to look at the mermaid, what is Oreo going to do?

Oreo's smile remained unchanged: "Do you want to go to the city owner's side?"

Keeping the cub curious, it is best to lead him to explore unknown mysteries is a good way to increase affection, this is what Oreo saw in the book last night.

"Well, okay." Anyway, it's fine, and what will happen to the city lord in the end makes Long Ming very curious. Will the Goddess of Life really take back the life of her most loyal believer?

Oreo is holding the flower vine, and at the other end is a small group of chubby cubs wearing a cloak, and the cubs will also walk along the path he walks.

When he arrived at the city lord's side, it was indeed much cleaner. Looking at the ground covered with flowers, Long Ming followed Oreo to the high platform not far away.

Almonli waved to the guards to invite them up.

The steps were not high, but it was still a big challenge for Long Ming's short legs. Just when he was about to ask for help, Oreo suddenly picked him up.

"Okay, let's go." Oreo hugged the cub in his arms without changing his expression, and moved the wreath in his paw to his hand.

When he got closer, Long Ming realized that the pattern on the city lord's neck had spread to his wrist and fingertips, and it was even more beautiful under the scorching sun.

Oreo sat on the soft chair, put the little chubby boy on the chair next to him, and cast a strengthening spell on the chair by the way.

As time went by, those girls also gradually left, only a few were still around Priest Allen, and there was none on the side of the archbishop. say what.

After watching for a while, Long Ming couldn't help but focus on the city lord.

Almondli felt the gaze, he waved his hand to let the guards go down, then drank a glass of wine, looked at the cub with his forehead, his dark brown eyes were like amber, and the pattern of the mask was carved with intricate and delicate patterns of flowers and vines, he was in a trance It looks like it's alive.

"Little guy, you keep looking at me, do you want to drink too?" Almonley pushed the bottle towards Long Ming with his right hand.

Before Long Ming could answer, Oreo's voice sounded.

"The cub is too young to drink." Oreo seriously rejected the city lord's kindness.

After hearing this, Almonli poured himself another glass. The light pink wine stained his light lips, like flower buds blooming at the beginning of spring.

"My lord, the pattern on your body is growing." Long Ming observed it for a while, and finally said it.

"Ah, I know." Almondli poured another glass of wine indifferently: "Since yesterday, the patterns have intensified."

"Maybe I will die tomorrow, and my soul may fall to the Abyss Demon Realm, or maybe the Goddess' inscription will burn my soul completely, leaving nothing behind, but these two endings don't matter to me Difference." Almonley's voice was calm.

Long Ming silently ate a mouthful of fresh flower shortbread, he didn't really understand these feelings.

As the last city resident left, the guards consciously surrounded the pool. Long Ming saw Priest Alan and the Archbishop walking to the Fountain of Faith.

Priest Alan closed his eyes and meditated, soft white light radiated from his fingertips, and the water surged quickly in the pool. Not long after, an invisible thing slowly emerged from the water, and the spirit of the water, which was very similar to the face of the goddess, was swimming. When it reached the pool, it turned into a white light and entered the sleeve of the priest.

Without the purification of the spirit of the water, the water in the pool immediately became dirty.

The archbishop took a step forward, his old face suddenly became solemn, his slightly cloudy eyes were extremely sharp at this moment, and the white priest's robe was windless and automatic.

"The divine light of light is eternal in the sky and the earth, dispelling darkness and purifying all evil and filth."

"Purification, pardon!"

With the end of the last sound, the pool was instantly filled with holy white light, and the wisps of abyssal magic energy at the bottom of the pool quickly melted under the white light like sunshine and snow.

The water surface became clear again, a gust of wind blew, and a few petals swayed and fell to the water surface. At some point, the hymn of life sounded again.

Phew, it seems that this time it was really resolved, Long Ming was relieved.

Almonli stepped off the stage and bowed to Priest Allen and the Archbishop to thank him: "Thank you for the selfless help of the Temple of Light."

The archbishop's beard blew up, and he turned into that ordinary old man again: "The abyssal devil energy has been resolved, but your matter has not been resolved yet."

"Now that you know your way back, you can still recover." The archbishop warned, stroking his sparse beard, "Now, you haven't lost your life, which shows that the goddess of life is still benevolent."

Long Ming sat on Oreo's arms, and also went below, seeing the city lord take off his mask.

The silver pattern on his forehead was gradually covered by the spreading flower tendrils, and the pale cheeks and ears were covered with gorgeous patterns, only a pair of dark brown eyes were the same as usual, carrying the paranoia and strong passion that Long Ming was familiar with. joy.

"I grew up in Satoye, which was protected by the goddess since I was a child. After my parents passed away, I often chatted with the goddess of life who was alone in the fountain of faith. When it rained, I would pray to the goddess. In winter, I would Give the goddess a bouquet made by myself, so that she will not be too lonely."

"Because I often have a feeling." Almonli looked up at the statue of the Goddess of Life and muttered to himself: "I feel that my faith is watching me."

"On the day when I was elected as the city lord, the light of the goddess of life was very strong. That was the happiest time in my life."

The archbishop looked at the hysterical young city lord and felt a headache. Many believers have a moderate problem, that is, they always feel that they are the favorite of their own gods, but in fact, no one is.

"I know you think I'm crazy." Almond laughed suddenly: "But, I really saw the goddess of life that day."

"The first article of the doctrine of faith says that you should not have selfish thoughts about God. This is a big taboo for believers."

"But I think it's a sad thing if a believer has never truly loved his god in such a short life."

The archbishop moved his mouth, feeling that he couldn't speak for Almonley, and his beard twitched in anger: "You are making nonsense."

Almonli put the mask back on. Long Ming saw that strange pattern of flowers and vines on the tips of his ears. He always felt that the next time he vomited blood, maybe Almonli would spit out flowers. surrounded by patterns.

"After I die, Priest Law Allen will be in Satoye's next campaign for the city lord." Almonli said to Priest Allen who had been silent all the time, with a hoarse smile in his voice: "Now, I want to go back Painted a beautiful new dress for the Goddess of Life."

The archbishop looked at the back of the departing city lord, and suddenly looked at Priest Alan, his beard shaking in anger: "Alan, you can't learn from that rebellious believer, do you understand?"

Priest Allen nodded: "You are right, my lord bishop."

After the Archbishop also left, Long Ming looked at Priest Alan and sighed, "It's a pity, after all, he is the most devout believer of the Goddess of Life."

Long Ming flicked his tail, and retorted in a low voice: "Not necessarily, what if what the City Lord said is true?"

Priest Allen pondered for a while, not wanting to make the surrounding emotions so solemn, and rarely joked: "If the Lord Almonli survives, I believe that the goddess is partial to him."

At night, Long Ming lay on his shiny bed, thinking about what happened during the day.

The fire elf Celia flew to her good friend, saw his expression of serious thinking, and asked, "My dear boy, what are you thinking?"

Long Ming flicked his tail, his paws resting on his chin, and turned his head to look at Celia who was playing on his tail, a trace of confusion flashed through his big golden eyes: "I was thinking, is there really a god in this world? "

"Of course." Celia answered her good friend unquestionably: "I am a citizen of Via, the God of Vulcan. I can feel the continuous power of faith from the believers who believe in Vulcan. They will make my The flames grew stronger."

Hearing this, Long Ming felt a little depressed. He lay down on the gold coins, moving his claws on emeralds, pink pearls, and a large pile of gold and silver coins. Hearing the sound of them colliding, he finally felt a little better.

Perhaps, he has not felt the elements for so long because he has no faith?

Then should he find a god to believe in, who should he believe in? What is the name of the dragon god?

Long Ming thought about it for a while, but still felt that the existence of God had an illusory and unreal feeling.

Celia looked at her good friend and didn't understand his troubles: "My boy, don't you have any faith?"

Long Ming lay on top of Liang Jingjing, only to feel that there were more troubles, such as height and faith. Hearing Celia's question, he sighed sadly: "My belief is probably that."

Celia pricked up her ears.

"Prosperous, strong, democratic, civilized, harmonious and free...these things."

Celia was shocked: "Is there such a long and strange god?"

"Yes." Long Ming sat up, patted his heart with his claws, and assured with a serious face: "It's in my heart."

Celia: ...

I suspect my little friend is lying to me, but I have no proof.