Invincible priest, out of the courtroom

The Undertaker: Chapter 11 11. So this is the type of senior

Nota was only excited for less than half a minute, and immediately realized that there were more important things, so she hurried to the airship to check.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the airship and the passengers inside were safe, she couldn't help but sigh with emotion in a low voice:

"You really protected everyone?"

"Senior, you are too powerful! Really too powerful! Really too powerful!"

Her heart was so shocked that she couldn't think of any good words to express her feelings for a while, it could only expose the nature of human beings.

And while speaking, there are still bits and pieces of light in his eyes, a little bit of a tendency to develop in the direction of 'little fan girl'.

Luo Xia looked very indifferent, and said casually:

"It's not that I protect them, it's their belief that protects them... Well, pack your bags, it's time to go."

"Huh? Let's go? Where are you going?"

Nota asked in a daze.

"Huh? Could it be that you were injured in the head in the battle just now? Of course you went to the City of Oracles."

"Eh? Don't wait for everyone to wake up?"

"There is nothing to wait for. Precious time should not be wasted on such trifles. Don't forget the goddess' teaching: time should be cherished and not wasted."

Rorschach was still urging.

But this time, Nota chose to question bravely:

"Senior, did the goddess really say such a thing?"

"Of course, Section No.12 of the fifth chapter of the Holy Scriptures."

Nota dubiously took out a palm-sized small textbook from his pocket, and turned to the chapter that Rorschach said.

This section tells a story:

A devout believer named Yoro, who was born in a remote mountain village, decided to walk to the holy city of the Northland on foot in order to practice his faith. He experienced various dangers and trials along the way, helped many people, and finally spent a whole It took ten years to successfully reach the holy city.

But at this time, he had already spent too much energy and life on the journey, and the moment he stepped into the holy city, he returned to the embrace of the goddess...

People were moved by his piety and persistence, so they posthumously named him the first saint of the sect.

That's the story, but Nota looked at it horizontally and vertically, but couldn't understand the teachings of the goddess.

In the end, Rorschach explained:

"Why is this story recorded in the scriptures? It's because the goddess wants us to know that we must cherish time. If this saint doesn't whine along the way and hurry up, he won't end up like this in the end. .”

"So this story is telling us that we must learn from it and not make the same mistakes."

"Eh? Can you still understand it this way?"

Nota was taken aback when he heard this, this is the first time someone has understood the story of the first saint in this way...

She couldn't think of any good rebuttals for a while, so she obediently obeyed, went back to her room along the gangway, and returned to Luo Xia with her big and small bags.

Luo Xia saw that she was having a hard time carrying a lot of things, so she kindly took them and stuffed them into the storage bag at her waist.

But Nota blushed inexplicably, showing a shy and uneasy look, and muttered in a low voice:

"So senior...is he such a direct type? Hmm...don't you hate it?"

Rorschach: (O_o)??

This is the first time for him to use such a high-end equipment as a space storage bag. He still doesn't know that this kind of thing should be very private and belongs to absolute privacy. Unless the relationship is close to a certain distance, it will be used to help others store things .

But having said that, Nota even has the latest deformation armor, but there is no storage bag?

Moreover, she also claims to be an apprentice knight and an alternate saint, which is really nothing in the Holy See of the Northland, and her status is not as good as that of a full-fledged priest, but why does she have a deformed armor that even Rorschach envies?

Rorschach was a little curious, but he didn't ask too much, and didn't care much about this little detail.

The two continued on their way.

Originally, Luo Xia wanted her to put on the transforming armor again, and then flew directly to the City of Oracles with him.

But Nota said that after using this armor once, it will take at least two days before it can be used again.

Although it looks cool, the battery life is really not flattering, and there is still a big gap between Rorschach's ideal armor.

........................

After Rorschach and Nota were far away, a giant ray that could fly appeared above the crash site of the airship, and then two figures jumped down.

One of them was dressed as a standard gentleman with a suit, top hat, and pocket watch; the other was dressed as a priest with a robe and crown and a red waistcoat.

From the looks of their faces, the two looked about forty years old, and they both exuded an obvious power fluctuation and strong temperament.

This is the extraordinary person sent by the city of oracle to support after receiving the distress signal from the airship.

But at this time, it has been an hour since the airship sent the signal...

"Bishop Kanding, the enemy is likely to be a magic dragon with a danger level of 6, and it is also the most difficult type that can absorb the despair and fear of human beings. Please be careful."

"It is likely that it is still hiding in the cabin and has not left."

As soon as the gentleman dressed as a transcendent landed, he kindly reminded him.

"Thank you for your reminder, Lord Raffle."

While speaking, Bishop Conding raised his hand to form a series of complicated handprints, blessed himself and Raphael with magical spells, then turned his head to look at the still intact hull, and said with a little doubt:

"Falling from such a height, why didn't it disintegrate? Has the airship manufacturing technology in the Northland been so powerful?"

"Probably, after all, it is a bitterly cold place far away from the favor of the gods, and they can only study these meaningless things."

As Raffle said, he took out a monocle from his pocket, put it on his right eye, and observed the scene carefully.

Then he showed a puzzled look, and muttered in a low voice:

"Huh? There are no traces of the dragon here? Could it be that he left?"

He raised his head quickly and observed the sky with his monocle.

"The main battlefield is actually in the sky? After a stalemate with a powerful transcendent, the dragon chose to retreat. It must be afraid of our reinforcements?"

In the end, he even showed a little surprised look, and said with emotion:

"It turns out that in places like the Northland, there are also strong men who can rival the dragon? This has saved us a lot of effort. This kind of high-risk and fear-absorbing monster has always been very difficult."

Bishop Kang Ding on the side didn't show too much surprise, and still kindly persuaded:

"Don't underestimate the people in the Northland. Although they have been a little low-key in the past ten years, it is a place where heroes emerge in large numbers."

Laffer was noncommittal about this, but just smiled disdainfully.

But when the two approached the cabin and wanted to check if there were any survivors, he couldn't laugh anymore...

Undertaker: Chapter 12 12. Is it a miracle?

The two transcendents of the city of oracle originally thought that the interior of the cabin would be a bloody and horrible restricted-level picture.

In the end, I saw the passengers lying, lying on their stomachs, and sitting one by one, sleeping and snoring...

"how is this possible?!"

"Why is this?!"

After being surprised, the two looked at each other again, and then asked in unison:

"Did a miracle happen?"

As soon as the words fell, the expressions of the two of them became solemn again, and even their breathing and heartbeat gradually became rapid.

The entire ship was unharmed, a feat that only a [miracle] can do.

But [Miracle] is not priceless, on the contrary, it is often accompanied by a very terrible price...

So it was supposed to be a happy ending, but it made the two transcendents feel as if they were mourning a concubine, and the appearance of the passengers sleeping peacefully made them feel an indescribable weirdness.

After two or three minutes, Bishop Kang Ding, who was obviously more experienced, calmed down first, and proposed:

"It's not yet possible to make a conclusion. Let's calm down first and check it carefully. This may be achieved by some powerful and extraordinary means."

As he spoke, he reached out and touched the bulkhead beside him, as well as tables, chairs, windows and other furnishings, and continued:

"Let's straighten things out first... The hull of the ship seems to have been blessed with the magic [Hardening]? Well, it's the [Hardening] you know, the favorite magic of rich people..."

"But you should also be aware that [Hardening] itself is just a very weak Tier [-] divine spell, and its effect and efficiency are not good. It was supposed to be used on weapons and armor, but now it is basically used on the human body."

"It is absolutely impossible to bless [hardening] on such a large scale within a very short period of time when the airship fell, and make it strong enough to withstand the strong impact of the fall. [Hardening] is not so fast, covering The range is not that large, and the effect is nowhere near as strong."

"So I speculate that the Holy See of the Northland may have found a brand new divine art in their library, and it is of a very high level, at least starting from the fifth level... It is a pity that we came too late, and the aftertaste of the divine art has already disappeared. Dissipate, and have no chance to pry into the mystery of this divine art."

After patiently listening to the bishop's explanation, Raffle gradually calmed down and asked:

"If it's only in the category of divine arts, that's good news, but if it's just to strengthen the hull and make the interior extremely hard, these Northlanders should die even worse, right? It's like beans in a can. "

Bishop Kang Ding nodded and added:

"Yes, so there should be other means to protect these passengers, and at the same time let them fall into a deep sleep, so as to avoid excessive frightening, or seeing something that shouldn't be seen, it is very thoughtful."

"Just wake up these northerners and ask them."

While talking, Raffle stepped on the finger of a passenger on the ground.

But the man was still sleeping soundly, with no sign of waking up.

Bishop Kang Ding danced and danced, murmured words, and cast a third-level magic spell to dispel, trying to clear the state of the passenger.

But the other party said that he did not want to get up and refused to give in.

Bishop Kangding suddenly exclaimed in a low voice:

"This...how is it possible? Even I can't get rid of it?"

Raffle also had a look of astonishment, and asked quickly:

"But you are already a cardinal. The divine spell that even you can't dispel shows that the opponent's personality is higher than yours... Could it be that their genius pope came in person?"

"Or... is this really a [miracle]?"

While talking, he showed a resolute expression as if he had made some difficult decision, then took off the monocle on his face, and took out a piece of a larger size from his pocket again. monocle.

This new pair of monocles is not only bigger, but also more complicated and sophisticated, with a ring engraved with fine scales on it.

Raffle adjusted the scale on it, then took a deep breath, and finally held a small dagger in his left hand, and pressed the tip of the blade against his right chest.

"This is the latest peeping mirror on the market, and its precision is extremely high, enough to peek into all the mysteries of the world, even [Miracle] is no exception...so let me confirm it with my own eyes."

"No, Lord Raffle, this is too dangerous!"

Bishop Kang Ding quickly dissuaded him.

But Raffle smiled grinningly.

"If it's really the worst outcome, at least you can die clearly."

After all, he put the monocle on his right eye.

In the next second, a large piece of golden light, as bright as the scorching sun in midsummer, appeared in front of his eyes, which made him unable to look directly at it.

He hastily closed his eyes tightly, dropped the glasses and dagger in his hand at the same time, and stretched out his hand to cover his right eye.

Immediately afterwards, there was a heavy and severe pain. Laffer felt that his right eye was pierced fiercely by a red-hot iron needle. The pain made him almost faint, and a line of blood and tears covered his eyes Slowly seeping through the fingers.

Fortunately, Bishop Kang Ding made a timely move, and a magical healing spell hit him on the forehead.

"Hoo~ I'm saved, thank you very much."

While panting heavily, Lafleur said, with a relieved smile on his face, and he reached out to help the crooked silk top hat on his head.

"Huh~ This is really crazy. Fortunately, I got a good news and a bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Bishop Kang Ding helped him to sit down on the bench in the corridor in the cabin, and then replied:

"Let's talk about the bad first."

"The bad news is that the Holy See of the Northland has made a comeback again, and it is fierce. This seems to be the fifth time, right?"

Without waiting for the bishop to ask any more questions, he said consciously: