Wandering Knight Start: I have a simple data panel

The unbelieving supernatural beings increased their efforts, and some even took out their guns and pulled the trigger at close range.

But everything seemed to fall on deaf ears.

Fishman quietly waited for them to use up all their means before stamping his feet.

"Everyone, I have glimpsed the killing field and understood the greatness of the gods.

I will try my best to make up for the sins I committed before, but now... please don't stop me from worshipping the Son of God."

As Fishman's voice fell, everyone seemed to see the dead souls crawling out of the pool of blood.

In the spiritual illusion, Fishman seemed to be able to redeem the dead souls.

Of course, he certainly couldn't do this, but it was enough for others to be half-believing and half-doubting.

Waiting for Fishman to leave, the evolvers were still unwilling to believe what they saw.

"Even such people can be redeemed... What on earth is the gods?" Someone cursed.

Not everyone will succumb to faith.

But at the same time, some people looked dazed: "Maybe Fishman can really atone for his sins. The dead are gone. If they can be reborn in heaven, it would be a good thing."

At this time, they seemed to have accepted the story described in the Bible.

The news of the failed attack soon reached the ears of the high-ranking members of the Scale Clan. The scenes described by the Evolvers were naturally less shocking if they had not experienced them personally.

So, they invited some dissatisfied priests to take action.

Gwen was only the Son of God, not the Fallen Angel, so the priests did not have so many concerns.

In fact, they were the Evolvers of the Scale Clan first, and then the priests.

The Fallen Angel Church of the Scale Clan is more of an Evolver organization under the banner of religion than a religious organization.

Admittedly, most priests have basic beliefs, but this belief obviously cannot transcend everything.

They got first-hand intelligence and intercepted Fishman again before he arrived at the church.

"Fisman, we don't care what means you use to deceive others, but the best redemption is to use your life." The priest scolded.

Fishman saw many familiar faces, but this time they all became enemies.

He was willing to say a few more words: "Fallen angel priests, you lack the right guidance, so you still look at me with the narrow eyes of mortals.

True faith is definitely not as foolish as you are."

"The fallen angel will naturally redeem his believers, and you, a pagan, are not needed." The priest did not listen to him at all.

Faced with the unreasonable priest, Fishman took the initiative to attack.

With the blessing of the killing holy power, the strength of his supernatural power increased significantly.

And the holy domain followed him like a shadow, and soon a sharp piece of iron was placed on the necks of the priests.

The smell of blood seemed to spread from the iron sheet, and the priests were stiff all over. This battle was lost very strangely.

It should have been a competition of supernatural powers, but they did not expect to encounter a dimensionality reduction attack inexplicably.

They were unwilling to accept this, but they were also afraid.

Fishman chuckled: "See? This is the power of killing.

As priests of the gods, you have not received the true meaning of depravity.

So I am the one who is closer to the gods... Why do you think you are right?"

The priests could not help but be led astray and began to wonder if they were really wrong.

Perhaps the great thinking of the gods has transcended life and death. Is salvation higher than life and death?

If they need theoretical support, they can make up a hundred of them.

Until Fishman left, they did not react.

But at the door of the church, before Fishman entered, the door was pushed open.

Klein walked out, and the scale people who had been desperate had hope again.

As a master from the church headquarters and a bishop who has been following His Highness Gwen, everyone still has some confidence.

It's just that no one could contact him before, and they thought he was unwilling to take action.

Unexpectedly, Klein still appeared at the last moment, and he was still a scale person.

Klein pushed the door open, he was not here to play with Fishman.

The two people's killing sanctuaries collided. There was no difference in pure power, but in thought.

"Fisman, you've gone astray." Klein said dissatisfiedly.

He did not oppose deception and lies, but he admitted that it was a sin and he was willing to bear the sin.

But Fishman did not think it was a sin, but regarded it as part of the gods.

The same means, but the core was completely different.

Therefore, Fishman laughed sarcastically: "Klein, the process is not important, right?"

He still remembered the page that was deliberately turned to reveal the page in front of him, and also remembered Klein's dirty means.

In the final analysis, he was just an executor, and you, Klein, were the mastermind behind the scenes.

Now that you have everything you want, you start to accuse me of dirty means?

Klein understood what Fishman meant, he just insisted: "You misinterpreted your Highness's meaning."

"I just misinterpreted your meaning, otherwise your Highness would naturally tell me." Fishman did not agree with Klein's accusation.

This is the opposite of the concept. As for who is right, it seems that it should be decided by the gods.

But Klein felt that His Highness had no obligation to tell believers what was right and wrong. If they wanted to walk the path of sainthood, they obviously needed to understand it themselves.

After arguing for a long time, neither of them could convince the other.

Finally, Fishman said impatiently: "Then let's fight! If your power can convince me, then I admit that you are right."

"This is a wrong idea, you have gone astray, Fishman." Klein disagreed.

Being strong may be correct, but the strength of two mortals cannot prove the concept of gods.

But Fishman didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, and took the initiative to fight.

Klein could only fight passively. Facts have proved that fists are indispensable in the process of preaching.

The two identical killing sanctuaries began to collide. Everyone was a novice and had a low level of development of power.

At this time, each of them showed their own understanding, which was also a kind of communication.

The killing holy power, in terms of individual combat power blessing, is no different from divinity.

So the performance of the two was very exaggerated. If the evolver is like a humanoid weapon, the sanctuary is like a humanoid disaster.

If the two hadn't been concerned about Gwen's thoughts, they might have demolished the entire city.

But this extraordinary power still caused panic.

"What kind of power is this?"

"Is what Fishman said true? How can he be closer to the gods?"

"The power of the gods? This is the truth."

The power of the sanctuary has completely torn down the fig leaf of science, revealing everything nakedly.

Everyone realized that the times have really changed.

When Fishman was defeated by Klein, the latter did not think that this could prove that he had won.

Klein still tried to persuade Fishman: "Power cannot prove right or wrong, Fishman, you should reflect on yourself."

"Okay, okay, you are right." Fishman admitted very frankly.