Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 58:

Above a simple small tomb in the small town public cemetery, the invisible Sui Xiong stared at the tombstone engraved with "Mr. Xiong is buried here, he is a good man" and sighed deeply.

The cause of death of the traverser Sui Xiong mk2 is very common... One day when he was shopping on the side of the road, a frightened and mad cow ran into the old man selling vegetables next to him, so he rushed over and took the old man. Pushing away, he was really hit by the violent running of the bull and died on the spot.

There is nothing unacceptable about this method of death. He asked himself, dying to save people is not a bad method of death.

It's just... I always feel a little sorry.

The task of experiencing life and deeply understanding the moral values ​​of people in this world has not been completed yet!

He thought for a while, then made a clone again.

It still carries the memory of his earth, but it has been adjusted slightly, from a weak scholar to a quick-witted man, such as the origin and other things have also been slightly adjusted to avoid the appearance of the previous "Mr. Xiong" "Overlapping situations.

Of course, advanced language proficiency is still needed.

"With this kind of skill, I shouldn't die because of such a trivial matter." Watching "traverser Sui Xiong mk3" settled in a small village as a "lost traveler" and became a feller. Gong, he nodded secretly and left with confidence.

Back at the playground, he began to ponder the issue of creating a body for Ovira.

First of all, the body of a centaur is definitely not good!

This is not only a need for confidentiality, but also a need for security.

Of course, there are orcs and half-orcs in the amusement park-mainly half-orcs, while the orcs are the lion and bear, and they are believers of the iron lion and the silent warrior respectively. But he can be sure and certain, there is absolutely no centaur in the entire playground!

The centaur is a relatively closed people, except for the holy wars of the orcs, they rarely leave the prairie. And even if some centaur transformed into half-orcs, changed their beliefs and went so far, most of them would soon become believers of the evil demon "God of Centaur" due to the influence of their bloodlines, fall into the abyss and become a demon.

Therefore, the centaur roaming the mainland on the main plane is not unavailable, but very few, pitiful.

Suddenly a centaur appeared in the amusement park. It will definitely be eye-catching, no, no!

Besides, Ovira is so strong that she needs to join forces with Qiao Xiu and Shuang, as well as conspiracy to kill her. If she regains her strength, if she makes trouble, there will be a big mess!

Imagine a man who is not far from the realm of legend, comparable to Leon before the Battle of Port of Gals, and is also good at spells... Such a saboteur, hits a stick in the playground. Hammer, and throwing large-scale destruction spells everywhere, what will happen?

Sui Xiong shook his head, driving away the terrifying imagination from his mind.

"Well, be a body with less destructive power!"

He pondered for a while and decided to be a human body.

About two hours later, in the world shielded by the power of the soul, Ovira saw the new body that Sui Xiong had prepared for herself.

"...Isn't this all right?" she said.

"What's wrong?" Sui Xiong asked.

"I am a centaur, how is this a human being?"

"There is no centaur in my playground. Suddenly there is a centaur, which is too conspicuous."

Ovira groaned, then asked: "This woman is a little short, and she doesn't look strong enough."

She emphasized: "It's not enough for human beings, at least it should be a little stronger. This woman has lost weight, and the whole body is probably only a hundred catties. It can be blown away by the wind...at least. More than two hundred catties!"

"Please consider her height. If this head is two hundred catties, it will not become round!"

"Then raise your head a little bit higher!" Ovira used her fingers to fiddle with a bunch of vertical hair on the top of the fleshy body's head that was dry against gravity, "I can barely reach my chest even after this strand of hair is counted. This head is too miserable!"

"I'm just being a lecturer, don't I want to fight with people, is it so expensive?" Sui Xiong asked back.

"It's very inconvenient to be short!" Ovira emphasized, "I tell people the knowledge of priests and priests, and I always talk about the production of idols, the specifications of the platform and the altar... and so on. Look at it. This woman, standing behind the podium, can't see it after a little bending..."

"I can't see it, at least I can see the hair on top of her head."

"What's the use of seeing a bunch of hair!"

Sui Xiong laughed and hurriedly changed the subject: "But you see, she is very beautiful. And not as weak as ordinary human women, in fact, the muscles are quite strong..."

"People are not as high as my guns, and muscles are strong!" Ovira said disdainfully, "This kind of woman, I can beat a bunch of people on the ground with one charge!"

"You have all changed jobs as a civilian, so what do you care about your combat effectiveness?"

"It can't be like this! It's short and small, without a tail, it's miserable..."

"...Humans have no tails."

"It doesn't even have a tail, it's so ugly..." Ovira looked sad, "My handsome golden tail..."

Sui Xiong's wit, waved his tentacles, and the long golden hair that had formed a complicated British-style three-strand braid on the back of his body suddenly untied and replaced it with a free and easy single ponytail.

"Look, golden tail." He said.

Ovira sighed deeply, too lazy to argue with this nasty jellyfish.

She can see it, no matter how she protests, this guy will never adjust that body anymore.

The next day, there was an additional female lecturer named "Pan Zhuo Geng" in the Masked Void Church.

Although this surname seems to have never been heard before, this masculine beauty lecturer quickly attracted everyone's attention. She has a wide range of knowledge, sharp rhetoric, and unequivocal skills. What's especially interesting is that the bunch of erect blonde hair on top of her head often changes according to her mood. When she is in a good mood, it will stand up high, and when she is in a bad mood, it will hang down, just like a barometer.

The half-hanging priests in the church soon fell in love with this female teacher who seemed to be in the best position, only fifteen or six years old. It is said that some people spend money to sing on the playground square. Shuge, the travel poet, ask this handsome man who insists on calling himself "Xiuvalier von Stolowski Franz" to help write a love letter, and then give it to her.

Unfortunately, even though the teacher Pan Zhuo Geng accepted the love letters, he didn't even open them to read them, so he used them to demonstrate "drilling wood for fire" and other wild survival skills.

When the curling smoke rises from the thin wooden board that was crushed into wood chips, I don’t know how many innocent young men’s glass hearts are broken.

"It looks like she is very used to the new environment." She was invisible outside the lecture hall, watching Ovira waving her pointer, and screaming at an idiot who could not learn how to draw prayer plates according to astronomy and seasons. Sui Xiong couldn't help laughing.

He could see that Ovira seemed to be furious, but in fact she was very merciful.

Although this body can't display all her strength, even if it is only those that can be displayed, she can break this person's bones in one shot if she fights hard. The problem is only a few broken. And it's just a doctor or a pastor.

To solve this problem, he negotiated with the souls of several other high priests.

Unfortunately, these high-ranking priests really didn't get in. Two of them even planned to explode their souls. In the end, Sui Xiong had to seal them back in gems and ask them to sleep well.

After dealing with the six priests separately, it was almost autumn this year.

The autumn is high and the crops are harvested, which is also the time for many churches to hold grand celebrations.

The Masked Void Church will also hold a celebration ceremony at this time. They will pray at the sacred altar, so that those believers who have died in the past year will be resurrected.

Although there are not many believers who can be resurrected each year, it is totally incomparable with the fact that many churches can perform resurrection techniques with enough money, but the resurrection ceremony of the Church of Void Mask is purer and closer to the believers. Our lives.

...or to put it more bluntly, except in this church, ordinary civilians absolutely cannot have the possibility of resurrection.

"Mask of the Void, your approach is not wise at all." As a believer in the Lord of Ironhoof, Ovira, now alias Pan Zhuogen, of course will not participate in the great festival of the Church of the Void. She and Snowflakes and the others watched the festival from afar. And when she saw the dead regaining their lives, reshaping their bodies in the ashes of the corpses of cattle and sheep on the altar, staggering down, and crying into a ball with the long-awaited relatives, this super professional The priest could not help being criticized like this.

"Where is it unwise?" Sui Xiong asked curiously, leaving a clone here.

"As a deity, majesty is more important than grace. You should put pressure on believers first, and then give a little favor to maintain a pious faith." Ovira said, "People are like cows and horses, and eat too much. You’ll get sick if you’re full."

"Only less than one-tenth of the dead can be resurrected, how can it be said that they are'full'?" Sui Xiong asked back.

"The blessings of resurrection~IndoMTL.com~ can only be obtained after a huge offering. Look at them, which one has made a huge offering?" Ovira shook her head and said, "These people are just the cornerstones of your church. , One more is not more, one less is not much. You should put your great divine power more on those strong, outstanding or extremely pious believers, and should not be wasted on them."

"But they really need this favor." Sui Xiong smiled and said, "If I don't have enough power, it's all right. Now that I have enough power, then I can help."

Ovira turned her head, looking at the floating jellyfish of the same color as her own pupils, like emerald eyes.

She didn't say a word, but looked at Sui Xiong seriously for a long time, until he felt uncomfortable before speaking again.

"From the perspective of a priest, I want to criticize you because naive practices cannot last." She said, "From a mortal perspective, I hope your naive practices can last for a long time. Go down."

"In my personal experience, this naive approach is nothing more than a fleeting dream. But before I go to my lord’s kingdom, I will help those naive people like you, Let this dream be made longer."

"Okay!" Sui Xiong smiled, "Then it's settled, you can work harder."

"No problem."