Cannon fodder, please open your eyes [Quick Transmigration]

At any rate, he is also the youngest honorary paladin in the history of the Holy See of Light. Evans, who was blown off the city wall by a breath of dragon, quickly propped up the shield, but still rolled twice on the ground in embarrassment.

Secretly cursed a curse word in his heart, his whole body was "burned" by the cold dragon's breath, his face was ashamed, and there was a little fierce light in his eyes, as if he had completely lost his reason and calmness.

Most of his attention was on the knight who fell off the city wall, and the purification technique gushing from the top of Samuel's staff was obviously much dimmer than usual.

Although the education he received since he was a child told him that priests, especially the Holy Son, should not marry for life and dedicate their body and mind to the light, but emotional matters are beyond human control. After getting along day and night, as the Holy Son, he has long liked On Evans who silently guarded by his side.

Originally, this kind of liking was not clear, like a seed hidden in the soil that had not yet germinated. It was not until the moment the other party encountered fatal danger that Samuel's backlog of emotions burst out suddenly.

Unlike Shen Pei, who was only superficially devout, Samuel was a native aborigine who believed in the God of Light wholeheartedly, and understood his own mind during the battle. This was undoubtedly the worst situation for him.

The imprint of the wings on the back of his hand dimmed for a moment, and Samuel's fingertips trembled, almost throwing the staff he was holding tightly.

Shen Pei, who was paddling while watching a play: 【His heart is disturbed. 】

The Holy See is so powerful and has brought most of the children who can resonate with the light elements into the temple, so that the people on the continent of Oga feel that the ability to use the light elements is a gift from the Lord, and only devout faith can make the priests become powerful.

Samuel in front of him is obviously also a member of the brainwashed.

However, in Shen Pei's view, the imprint of the wings is indeed related to the God of Light, but it is at best an amplifier. Like the mages who use other elements, the magic power that the priest has worked so hard to cultivate should also belong to him.

As for "one who has a strong faith can become powerful"... Practice makes perfect, and anyone who performs countless healing and purification spells in the church with a pure mind will be able to exercise their abilities.

Otherwise, a freak like him who hangs out with monsters every day, how could he live so leisurely.

Watching the protagonist with cold eyes struggling between love and faith, a pair of emerald green eyes ready to cry, Shen Langlang bliss to the heart, and suddenly understood the pleasure of a certain cat bullying him.

The night wind roared, and countless spells shot into the sky were deftly flashed by the huge bone dragon, and the blazing fire and brilliant white light fell on the ground, smashing the skeleton army outside the city wall to pieces.

But even so, they seemed to be unafraid, still stepping on the bodies of their companions one after another, rushing towards the city gate wave after wave.

"Damn it!" The number of siege monsters exceeded expectations by dozens of times. Even the lowest-level skeleton soldiers were enough to make the city lord Roy very anxious.

The sound of phalanges scratching the city gate frantically made people feel frightened. Looking at the seemingly endless army of undead under the night, the favored ones from the royal family and the Holy See finally felt their own insignificance and strong, contagious despair. .

Extremely disgusted by the noise pollution that hurts ears so much, Shen Pei frowned and took out his staff, and called out to the bored Totoro who was yawning: [Wake up, it's time to work. 】

Deftly bypassing the protective circle of the light knight, the black-haired priest climbed to the highest and most dangerous edge of the city wall, and for the first time after his rebirth, he solemnly and completely recited the spell.

Under the shadow of the giant dragon, dots of bright elements appeared like fireflies, following the guidance of the priest, they condensed on the top of the slender staff.

Sensing the magic fluctuations in the air that could attract elemental storms, several mages turned their heads in surprise, and at first glance noticed the fist-sized lighthouse that looked like a lighthouse in the sea.

It is not the light gold that ordinary priests often reveal when they cast spells, but purer and more solid white. Compared with the meteorites summoned by other mages, it is so petite and harmless, and even exudes a gentle and tolerant atmosphere.

But it's just such a light ball with no weight, but like the sun hanging high in the sky, it makes people yearn for it but dare not look directly at it for a long time.

The undead army under the city wall also seemed to feel the rapidly gathering light elements in the air. They raised their heads and stared at the priest standing at the highest place with countless pairs of empty eye sockets.

The white robe was windless and automatic, the black-haired young man slightly opened his lips, and slowly pointed the staff at the ground——

"God said, let there be light."

Like a spring breeze blowing across the earth, the small cluster of light that escaped from the staff slowly and gracefully spread out, and then gently enveloped the whole world.

Satisfaction, joy, relaxation, comfort... the lingering fear quietly dissipated, and everyone who bathed in this light showed a happy expression recently.

There was no howling and pain, let alone blood and corpses. The army of tens of thousands of skeletons was completely reduced to ashes without a sound.

Evanston, who climbed the wall again, was struck by lightning.

Holy Word of Light!It turned out to be the Holy Word of Light!A legendary forbidden spell that even the current pope cannot fully cast!

Isn't this Shen Pei already polluted by the blood of the dark god?Even if the other party understands the true meaning of light magic, they shouldn't have used the protagonist's trump card at the end of the script so long in advance!

The white glow gradually receded, and Samuel, the protagonist with the highest savvy, was the first to wake up. He didn't even have time to look at Evans behind him who he had missed for a long time, so he looked up at the man who created the "miracle" on the top of the high wall. youth.

——It was the first ray of light between heaven and earth.

God separated the light from the dark, so there is day and night in the world.

Seeing the unreasonable, slightly morning sky at the top of Notch City with his own eyes, Samuel suddenly remembered the legend that even young children had heard countless times.

The legend about the creation of the "Lord".

Only Shen Pei, who was standing on the wall with a magic stick, was at a loss: 【What's the situation?These monsters don't know how to resist? 】

Without encountering the slightest obstacle, the army of undead under the city took the initiative to withdraw all the magic power from his body when he cast the forbidden spell, as if sugar dissolved in water, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The Holy Word of Light, amplified by system props, is ridiculously powerful. Although it looks gentle, its real heat is enough to melt steel.

Without the buffer of the "army of undead desperately resisting with dark elements", the energy that had not been offset completely burned the outside of Nuoqi city into scorched earth.

As a simple and poor poor priest, Shen Pei immediately grasped the key point: [This, I shouldn't be required to pay for this. 】

0049 who was about to blow rainbow fart seriously: ...

Sure enough, its host was not born to be a hero.

[Pray with blessings,] Afraid that classmate Shen Pei would really lose money because of this piece of scorched earth, 0049 urged in a low voice, [Hurry up, before the nearby bright elements disperse! 】

So, as the black-haired priest lightly tapped his staff, the people who gradually regained their senses from the joy opened their mouths wide and witnessed the scene of the vast scorched earth outside the city recovering to its original state.

With the shadows of the trees and the green grass, it even looks more fertile than before.

The slightly pale sky and the thick night at the end of the eyes formed the most sharp contrast. The people who were about to fight to the death looked at each other, completely unexpected that the battle would come to an end so simply and so dramatically.

"My God..."

"This is a miracle!"

"Look! It's that dragon!"

As the volume of people's discussion on the city wall became louder and louder, the ferocious bone dragon, the only undead creature that had not melted into the light, flapped its wings down, and stopped beside the black-haired priest with its head down. .

Reminiscent of the rose imprint on his right shoulder, Shen Pei tentatively stretched out his right hand, and gently placed it in front of the other party.

At this moment, everyone held their breath, whether they were mages, priests, knights, nobles, soldiers, or civilians in Nuoqi City, as if they were afraid of disturbing this legendary scene, or as if they were worried. The dragon will bite the fingertips of the black-haired priest.

But the expected bloody scene did not appear.

Facing a priest of the Holy See who had cast the Forbidden Curse of Light just now, the terrifying-looking dragon not only did not show any hostility, but even obediently touched the opponent's palm with the tip of his nose that could barely discern the shape.

A suppressed exclamation immediately erupted from the crowd.

Shen Pei with empty pockets: ...

Not to mention, the man who manipulated this bone dragon must be another bastard cat who didn't know where it was going.

Aware of the character of the other party's constant jealousy, he intentionally responded to Gu Long proactively and affectionately, with a smile on his face.

Sure enough, after noticing the change in the attitude of the priest, the Bone Dragon, who was still dexterous, suddenly showed a bit of stupid stiffness.

The joints made a few dangerous clicks inexplicably, and it flicked the tail behind it perfunctorily as a farewell, and flew into the sky in a flash.

The swiftness of the movements and the vigorousness of the flapping of the wings, as if there are enemies behind it trying to catch it to make soup.

Shen Langlang, who succeeded in pranking: [Puff. 】

If he hadn't taken into account that there were many pairs of eyes behind him, he had no doubt that a certain jealous cat would directly let the bone dragon perform a scene of falling apart in front of him.

Thinking about it, it's really a sin.

"I, Priest Yier," cautiously called the young man who sent the bone dragon away. Roy, the slick and profit-seeking city lord, expressed his concern attentively, "Are you injured anywhere? Do you want me to go up and help you?"

Go help yourself.

For a city lord, such a humble attitude should have been ridiculed, but bathed in this hopeful, almost miraculous morning light, even the most old-fashioned and most sophisticated nobles here, can't accept Roy's actions. express accusation.

Obedience to the dragon, the legendary forbidden spell... If any one of these two things is taken apart, it is enough to make the bards in the entire continent of Oga sing praises.

How dare fireflies compete with the sun and the moon?In front of such a vast and inclusive power, everyone has forgotten that not far from the black-haired priest, there is still a representative of the Holy See, His Highness the Holy Son, who is being selected by the Twelve Cardinals.

"No need."

Seeing no weakness after casting spells and pride after becoming a hero, the black-haired priest shook his head politely, remaining low-key and reticent as usual.

As if stepping on a layer of transparent steps, he descended from mid-air and calmly walked in front of the city lord: "If it's convenient, I want to go back and see my cat."

By the way, punch each other hard.

The author has something to say: A certain cat: The little priest's combat effectiveness is average, um, put more water to make him fight easier.

Pei Pei: Where's the cat?come out!The young master almost lost the whole land!

A certain god still underestimated our Pei Pei's ability, on the tragedy caused by cognitive errors [x]

Daily comparison, mua.