Ride and Cut

"Using the holy light in a semi-dead state, will it burn me?" Li Cha asked a question that had been curious for a long time while there was still some time.

He remembered that when the twenty or so people from the darkest source light were trapped in the tide of undead, they clearly saw that Carlos had used a pitch-black magic, which was completely different from the holy light he showed after he came to the Alpine Castle.

"Yes, but it's not completely unsolvable." Carlos hurriedly explained to his lord respectfully, "When you advance to the Holy Pivot, you can control the nature of the holy light more freely. From the dark pole to light to the road of magic, and finally the light pole to darkness to form a complete cycle, is our ultimate dream to the dark source light."

He stretched out his hand and activated a holy light technique, adjusted his breathing, his skin turned gray, and the white ball of light in his palm also turned into pitch black.

"After this step, no matter whether it is normal or in a half-dead state, you can use divine spells freely."

"Aren't you only at the Lingen level?" The lord was even more puzzled.

"Because I have better talent, I can realize some things in advance." Xiaoka said very modestly, "And I'm not very proficient yet."

"Yes." Li Cha gave a thumbs up without hesitation.

Being able to master some exclusive content of the Holy Bishop at the level of Grace is equivalent to a high-level mage who has mastered the unique skills of a magister. The probability of being promoted in the future is definitely not so high.

You must know that whether you can take the last step or not, no matter whether it is holy word prayer, magic, battle qi or divine art, it is a world of difference.

In the era when the tide of elements was relatively low, the ancestors even gave those extremely rare magister-level masters a super-exaggerated title-legend.

Now with the restoration of the elemental tide, Magister has become not so rare, and this exaggerated title is gradually abandoned. But it is still not difficult to see what a noble rank the Holy Cardinal is.

For the desperately desperate Dark Source Light Sect to cultivate such a talent, shit luck can no longer be described as green smoke from the ancestral grave, but a forest fire ignited on the ancestral grave.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Richard left Carlos and Chief Saitos to guide the Tiger Spirit fighters, but he slipped away quietly.

He has always insisted on the principle of employing people without doubting others, since staying can't help much, he simply let the two of them have full control over themselves.

Regarding this style of behavior, Buckland said it was as broad-minded as the sea, and Anne said it was pure laziness.

But when the lord was about to go back to the castle to play poker, it was also thanks to his amazing eyesight. Suddenly, he saw a beautiful figure sitting alone by the raging river, facing the frozen water in a daze.

Surrounded by dry reeds, Li Cha always felt that the back was a bit lonely and desolate - who else could it be if it wasn't Vera.

"Oh." Li Cha stopped for a long time, then suddenly sighed.

Ever since he decided to use the Book of the Dead, Vera has been obviously depressed, and it has been a long time since she saw a smile on her face.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, she is just a very young girl. I should have enjoyed a carefree time with my girlfriends instead of frowning all day long.

So Li Cha floated up in the air as nimbly as a swallow, crossed a distance of several hundred yards, sat firmly beside her, and said with a smile: "Dear Miss Vera, are you okay?"

Vera looked at the river motionless, put her hands on her knees and said, "I want to go back."

The smile on Li Cha's face disappeared suddenly, and he suddenly felt an inexplicable irritability in his heart. He took a deep breath of cold air into his lungs, and forcibly suppressed his anger, "No problem. I'm going to Cologne right now. I just happened to drop you off and go straight to Bishop Paul."

Vera turned her head and stared at him, her eyes were a little red, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about your shameful and disgusting deeds!"

"Ha! Can't see the light?" Li Cha laughed back angrily: "Do you know who first reminded me to be vigilant against the magic power of the undead? It was Kaka."

"He told me that if you are addicted to the power of the undead, you will definitely be assimilated by that twisted thing. Even if you only use the magic power of the undead as a tool to realize the Holy Light, you must always be vigilant and introspective!" The lord said with a cold face, "Speaking of my conscience, how can such a sober and calm attitude be called disgusting."

"I'm not arguing with you about those illusory things." Vera's voice also became louder, and she said tit-for-tat, "May I ask Mr. Richard, have you ever thought about the consequences of being taught to know those things!"

"Do you know that even if everyone in Gaoshan Castle is tight-lipped, a secret known to too many people cannot be kept for a long time!"

"Do you know how profound the church has been for thousands of years? Once a jihad is launched, what resistance will the little alpine fortress have!"

"Do you know..." Vera's chest heaved violently, and tears continued to flow down the sides of her nose, "Recently... I always dream that you are escorted to Vatican and burned in public!"

"I know, I know everything." Li Cha took a deep breath, softened his tone and said with a wry smile, "I know that even an organization like the Church of the Holy Light, which has a more benevolent face, will be as merciless as a storm in the face of enemies that threaten the foundation of its existence!"

"I also know that a mere mountain castle, daring to start a war with the Holy Light Church, is basically equivalent to making an enemy of the whole world!"

"I also know that following the route to the dark source light, the process of learning the secret art of semi-death from death to life is also a test of the soul and body. Overcoming the greatest difficulty, the most precious wealth is missed. Now I am lazy, and one day I will have to pay back twice in the future. Even if a group of priests are born, it will be very difficult to be promoted in the future!"

As a devout clergyman, Vera can speak out to remind Richard to be careful of the Church of the Holy Light. This friendship is like real gold.

To reciprocate, what the lord is saying now is the innermost thoughts that he would not utter in a leisurely manner.

Vera cried out of breath, "Then why do you still..."

"Silly girl." Li Cha took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped it for her, "Because if I don't plan ahead, I'm afraid it will be too late. It's better to be scared now than to wait for death!"

"You think you're the only one who is smart?" The lord said with a sigh, "Elder Buckland can't sleep every night, and he paces back and forth in the room all night. He still laughs during the day, for fear of putting pressure on me."

"Then how do you know..." Vera wiped her tears and couldn't stop sobbing.

"My ears are good and I can hear voices." Li Cha reached out and stroked Vera's hair lightly. "Annie prepared a stack of fake identities for me, and said that if the matter was revealed, she would run away by herself."

He looked at the frozen river and the withered reeds on the farther bank.

Winter in the wilderness is cold enough to kill everything. Looking around, an unobstructed emptiness and vastness rushes towards the face, which is shocking. I couldn't help but wonder how much vitality for the coming year was hidden under the withered grass.

Li Cha stretched his waist, and said relaxedly: "I said the big deal is to die together."