Seal of God: I'm just a priest who believes in light

A big man with a dark face and a round waist looked at the unconscious Li Wujie. After a bloody battle that lasted for half an hour, he was severely exhausted, but his loud voice could not be reduced even if the physical exhaustion reached serious decibels.

"When I first heard that the assistant this time was a twelve-year-old child, I was worried that he wouldn't be able to come back this time. Now if anyone dares to speak ill of this little brother again, I'll tear him up!"

"Old Zhang, weren't you always worried and wanted to change your pastor?"

"You haven't seen that before!"

The upright words of the black-faced man made everyone laugh. This was very realistic and reasonable.

On the battlefield, there is no such thing as status. Strength is the last word. If anyone has the level of the Demon God Emperor, no one will even say a word about taking a shower on the battlefield.

Because Li Wujie was young, he was assigned the least number of people in charge, but Li Wujie completed the task outstandingly.

Li Wujie's performance in previous battles also successfully gained the recognition of a group of warriors who were old enough to be his uncles, uncles, and even grandparents.

This is based on actual results. People know it well and cannot fake it.

The black-faced man was very sure that if Li Wujie's light shield technique hadn't taken care of him in time in the previous battle, he would have been hit a few more times even if he could survive, and Li Wujie's light shield technique just helped him resist those few times.

dangerous attacks.

Moreover, the amplification halo released by Li Wujie seems to also amplify his flame fighting spirit, allowing the flame fighting spirit to exert additional power.

"Brother Wujie's amplification halo seems a bit special." Another agile warrior wearing light armor and holding a light sword also said: "After being amplified by his aura, I can clearly feel the power of my wind.

There is a change, as if it is mixed with flames, and the wind helps the fire, making it more powerful."

Another sword and shield warrior also nodded: "Me too."

"Old Liu, what are you talking about? You don't have to be so far-fetched if you want to build a relationship." The black-faced man said contemptuously: "How can your water-type fighting spirit be amplified by fire?"

"Reckless man." Liu Mangxing glanced at the black-faced man with disdain and said: "My fighting spirit has indeed increased, just like turning a bowl of warm water into a bowl of boiling water. This child is your pastor.

The temple’s new test subject?”

"Go, go, go, why are you talking so unpleasantly?"

There are very few young people here, and the average age is thirty-five thanks to Li Wujie's forcible pull.

Qin Zhan and others are also among this group of warriors. Due to the large population base, nearly half of the professionals in the city repair company are warriors.

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This is also the first time for Qin Zhan and the others to go to the battlefield. They are now leaning against the wall, their hands shaking uncontrollably.

Compared to the veterans who had already experienced it, a group of young people were much more impacted. The cruelty of the war shattered their naivety. They thought they were the proud sons of heaven and could easily kill the enemy in battle.

Young people with immortal military exploits have realized that war is not a child's play.

The battle ahead is completely different from the previous demon hunting group competition. It is also a bloody battle, one is a simulated flight and the other is a real air battle. Large-scale army battles require more cooperation. When Qin Zhan saw the overwhelming demon soldiers heading towards them desperately

When he came to kill, his whole body was stunned. Even though what came rushing towards him was only the double-sword demon that he could kill with one sword, the overwhelming momentum still made him tremble.

If it weren't for the two experienced veterans around him who woke him up and helped him several times, and the magician and priest behind him who assisted in time, he might have been dragged into the pile of demons by the demons and eaten quickly.

Zhang Yu was sitting next to the second brother of the Assassin Twins. He wanted to comfort his friend but didn't know how to speak.

In the battle just now, the boss of the Assassin Twins died and was torn to pieces by a madman. They were unable to save him and even the body could not be salvaged. The former Assassin Twins can no longer be reunited.

"Brother, big brother..."

The second child hugged his head and cried. Some people say that assassins are the most dangerous of the six professions and need to reduce their emotions to a minimum, but how can a person be emotionless?

The second child was already married and his wife was pregnant, so the eldest brother and the second brother specially exchanged tasks. The two of them agreed that the eldest son would pick up the name of the child when he was born. As a result, there were still three months left before the due date, so the two brothers

Heaven and man are separated.

The experienced veteran stepped forward to accompany the second child, fearing that he would do something stupid in his excitement.

"Thanks."

Sima Xian took off the broken armor on his body and accepted the food and water handed over by a priest. He found that he was a destroyer of armor. As long as he fought, his armor would be damaged.

Looking at the bloodstains on his body, Sima Xian asked a priest and temple teacher to help him cast a healing skill.

'Oh, I wish I could learn a healing skill so that I don't have to trouble others when I get hurt.'

Sima Xian was holding a stick in his hand. Just now, he used this fine iron rod to smash the heads of many demon soldiers. Sima Xian himself didn't count, but it was quite a lot.

'I didn't pay attention when I was sparring with Wujie, but now that I think about it, the skills he has discussed with me are simply magical skills, the kind that won't change even if I'm given legendary equipment!'

Sima Xian couldn't understand how Li Wujie could master so many fighting skills. When the two brothers were sparring, Sima Xian was able to bully Li Wujie a little bit with his cultivation and body shape, but soon

Li Wujie used his skills to regain his place. In just half a year, he couldn't even count on his cultivation level.

Li Wujie's seemingly thin body contained terrifying strange power. Li Wujie didn't show Sima Xian his external spiritual power, but Sima Xian felt that Li Wujie was more than four hundred years old.

Because his external spiritual power of close to 300 has never defeated Li Wujie in arm-wrestling.

Sitting cross-legged next to the unconscious Li Wujie, Sima Xian placed the fine iron rod on his legs and stroked the fine iron rod with his big hands to relieve the tremors caused by high-intensity swings.

"Little Sima, how does it feel to go to the battlefield for the first time?"

A group of people in the Warrior Temple are considered to be familiar with Sima Xian. Sima Xian's father was their former leader and eldest brother. If Sima Xian had not joined the Priest Temple at the strong request of his mother, then among the people present,

There is definitely a teacher from Sima Xian.

"...I haven't killed enough. I hope I can finish them as soon as possible."

Sima Xian thought for a long time, and finally could only sum it up in one sentence.

"There will be a day."

"There will definitely be a day when the killing is over."

At this time, Li Wujie's eyebrows trembled slightly and opened a gap.