Wizarding Immortal Chapter 599: Church

Gru sighed softly in the quiet house, looking at the figure of Ilula going away.

In the room, pale white candles were quietly lit, and the burning lights above shone on Gru’s face, making his face look cloudy.

"His Royal Highness, is there anything wrong?"

Beside, a servant looked at Gru's complexion, and could not help asking.

"It's okay." Gru turned around, his face instantly returned to normal, and gently shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

Seeing this, the attendant beside him didn't think much, just nodded quietly, and under the leadership of the attendant, he was going to change clothes.

After several months of escape, Gru and his attendants have not been trained in this process. Now that they have arrived in a safe place, it’s time to take a good rest.

A little time passed quickly, and soon, it was late at night.

Late night, when everyone around him fell into a deep sleep, Ilula, who had fallen asleep, walked out of a room gently.

He gently walked out of Gru’s room, looking at the dim room inside, and the uniform breathing sounds inside him. He could not help but sigh gently, his face looked a little complicated.

"Is everything done?" A voice came from a place.

Illura raised her head and looked in the direction where the sound came from, just seeing a figure coming from outside.

It was a tall, middle-aged man wearing the same dark suit. The mysterious mark on his face was somewhat similar to that on Ilula’s face, but it was also different.

Compared with Ilula, this person's majesty is heavier, and his body is even more viciously daunting.

"Already done."

Yulula sighed softly: "A sufficient amount of crystal flower potion, even a mammoth beast, can be overturned. If you drink it, you will immediately fall into a lethargic state for at least a few days. Won't wake up."

"Good job." The middle-aged man nodded. "Then, let me do it."

"I have notified Veruba's guards. After a while, they will send someone to search, and then naturally find Prince Gru who is still sleeping."

"After this step, things have nothing to do with us, we will not be personally infected with the blood of King Descendant, and no one knows that we have been here..."

"That's fine." Ilula sighed, and his face seemed to be a bit tangled and puzzled: "Just, Hill, are we really so good..."

"There is no need to have extra baggage..." The man named Hill looked at Ilula and seemed to be able to understand the hesitation in his heart from the old man's tangled expression: "The war in the kingdom has been going on long enough , It's been a long time since we have all begun to age."

"This dispute has come to a time when it has to be resolved."

He slowly stepped forward, walked out the window of the room, looked at the quietly sleeping Gru inside and said softly, "From a Tamru perspective, everything we do is For the dispute of the Tamru Kingdom to end as soon as possible. In terms of the identity of a dim priest, everything we do is also for the glory of our Lord to spread the world better."

"His Royal Highness has promised that after he succeeds to the throne, he will let go of the restrictive regulations in the past, allowing us to freely build churches in the kingdom and enjoy all the rights we should have enjoyed."

"No matter what the purpose is, we all have reasons to do so."

At the end, he closed his eyes and closed his hands on his chest. The expression on his face was calm and sacred: "For my Lord Carlin..."

"I see." The expression on Ilula's face grew firmer, looking at the hill in front of him, and also made a gesture of prayer. All the hesitation and intolerance in the heart disappeared at this moment, leaving only A piece of piety and calm.

The faint dim light spread on his body, and a little afterglow shone on his body, setting him like a messenger of God, which made one look up and raise a kind of admiration, feeling the dim Lord Glory.

At this moment, there was a sudden loud noise outside, accompanied by a thumping sound, as if someone was coming from outside.

"Someone prayed so early?"

Listening to the ringing bells and crisp footsteps from outside, the expressions on their faces were astonishing.

The church is naturally open to the outside world. Not only will the church be open to the public on weekdays, but it will also hold some activities regularly, and even distribute food for some victims in some disaster years, so as to win over believers.

And calculating the time at this moment, in fact, it is indeed time for the church to open, but no one comes here as early as usual.

"I’ll check it out."

Getting up gently, Ilula said.

This time, in order to carry out this operation and to cover up some things, the original sacrifices here have been temporarily transferred away, and the prayers and sacrifices of these days have been arranged by Ilula.

"You go, I stare here."

Hill said without looking back. At this moment, his eyes were still staring at the room in front of him, looking at the figure lying on the head of the bed.

Looking at this scene, Ilula turned away and walked toward the hall outside the church.

After coming to the lobby, seeing the people at this moment, Ilula couldn't help but shine.

It was a handsome young man wearing a luxurious black robe embroidered with a complex texture of pale silver.

The soft long hair hangs down casually. On this young man's body, a unique temperament emerges quietly, which makes people look bright at first glance.

"Is a noble, and not an ordinary noble."

Looking at the young man in front of him, Ilula's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help smiling.

For high gods, no matter whether they are lowly slaves or noble nobles, they can be treated equally.

But for the deity's sacrifice, this step is not possible.

Promoting the doctrine of the deities, organizing activities to help the victims, and developing believers, each step requires a lot of money.

Although they are treated equally on the surface, it is really more important for noble believers to be able to make a lot of donations and provide various kinds of help compared to ordinary civilians.

Looking at the young man walking slowly in front of him, Ilula has a kind smile on his face, holding a dark gray badge on his hand, and then walks straight forward: "Hello, may I help you? Yours?"

"Hello." The young man looked very polite, with a gentle smile on his face: "Please forgive me for disturbing me. I came here for the first time. May I have a look around?"

"Of course." Ilula nodded, with a smile on her face: "In fact, if you don't mind, I can introduce it for you."

"Then trouble you." Adil smiled and looked interested.

Of course, this is not actually pretended.

He came to this world for the first time, and he walked into a deity’s church for the first time. Of course, if he didn’t have any interest in it, he was completely deceiving.

Therefore, he came here early in the morning. On the one hand, he came to see if the group was still here yesterday. On the other hand, he was very interested in this church.

Thinking of all kinds of thoughts in his heart, he soon looked at Ilula in front of him, his eyes gradually getting deeper.

"Very strong!"

Looking at Ilula in front of him, this idea first appeared in Adil's heart.

Limited by the situation at this moment, he can't see how much power Ilula has in front of him.

This is also caused by the particularity of the sacrifice.

As a god’s sacrifice, the power of the sacrifice comes from the god, and it has great concealment. Before a real shot, it is difficult to determine how much power a sacrifice has.

However, although it is not true, Adil can feel that the huge force that is inexhaustible and inexorable in the body of Ilula in front of him is a sense of danger brought by Adil.

"Roughly equivalent to the pinnacle of Great Knight, as a sacrifice, it may be weaker in actual combat, but in this church, the strength may be stronger."

Feeling the sense of danger that the other party brings to yourself, Adil's smile on the surface remains unchanged~IndoMTL.com~I thought quietly in my heart.

The pinnacle of Great Knight, converted into the power of this world, is the pinnacle of the bronze knight, which is already a very strong force.

The physical father of Adil, the strongest of a traditional knight family, its strength is nothing more than a bronze knight.

"A so powerful priest, it’s not good to sit in those big parishes in the country, but ran to the remote town of Virupa..."

Looking at the back of Ilula in front of him, Adil shook his head secretly: "There is this familiar power..."

In the other party, Adil felt a very familiar power, and had experienced it many times in a certain world.

The power of the soul.

At the moment, it flows on Ilula, and it is the power of the soul that Adil has felt many times in the misty world.

It is only relative to the soul power of the world that is used to sign blood contracts and strengthen the beasts. The soul power of the sacrificial body in front of him is more pure, with a strong mark on it. The other party was deeply imprinted.

The discovery made Adil feel a little thoughtful.

They walked in the church and soon came to both sides of the hall.

On both sides of the hall, huge murals are displayed around, giving a very shocking sense of viewing.

At the very beginning of the mural, a short man was holding a little baby, carefully guarding him.

"This is?"

Looking at the mural in front of her, Adil stood still, seemingly surprised.

"This is the birth moment of the great deity, the dim Lord." Quietly made a prayer, and Ilula kept a sympathetic smile on her face, saying so.

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