From the Esoteric Cult Family to the Kingdom of God

The reconstruction work of Nasir Town was carried out under the command of the Fisher family. The people recruited were busy for several days, but they still could not completely complete the reconstruction.

Everyone realizes that the redevelopment of Nasir North City will be a long-lasting undertaking.

At night, in the Fisher family's pharmacy workshop.

Byrne sat at the desk, holding on to his gold-rimmed glasses, while his quill kept writing smooth and powerful words on the paper.

"In a battle involving the extraordinary realm, the six most important elements are 'intelligence, cooperation, timing, distance, restraint and mobility'."

"The most important information includes but is not limited to the enemy's abilities and props, the friendly abilities and props, and even various details of terrain and weather."

As he wrote this, he recalled his father's teachings and the battles he had experienced.

"Cooperation is also very important. One plus one of extraordinary strength is often greater than two. Excellent cooperation can create miracles, but poor cooperation will hold each other back."

Under the illumination of an oil lamp, Byrne wrote down the experiences he had summarized one by one.

He would have loved to have been able to compile a universal guide to combat for those who came after the Fischer family, rather than mastering them through lessons of blood and tears.

Byrne feels from the bottom of his heart that the ability to learn and pass on is extremely important, and may even be the most important human ability.

Just after he finished writing, he suddenly felt signs of spiritual boiling. Although it was only for a few seconds, it was extremely obvious!

found it!

"Great, I finally found the direction of the promotion ceremony!"

Byrne was extremely happy, it was really great. Although there was more than one way to advance to the third ladder, as a pioneer, he could only explore the way forward in the dark.

Since he only received hints about "knowledge" and "mystery", he did a lot of things related to the two, but there was no sign of promotion at all.

"I see, I finally found a way."

Byrne stood up with a look of joy, paced and murmured:

"Well, as long as you 'create a certain amount of complete mysterious knowledge inheritance and match it with the corresponding magic potions', you can be promoted to a higher level and master the sequence power of the third level of the road of knowledge!"

But he knew that it was actually difficult to create a mysterious knowledge inheritance.

The extraordinary person himself is required to have sufficient insight and summary ability, and the whole process must be created from his own heart. If it is through the help of others, there may be no ritual effect in the end.

Byrne knows that the sequence of extraordinary beings on the first step is approximately equal to the lower level of the origin, while the extraordinary sequence of the second level is approximately equal to the upper level of the origin.

If he can reach the third step, his strength will basically not be inferior to that of the lower-level blood knights and spell casters!

He recalled the terror of the black-robed cultist, and suddenly he felt a great sense of expectation. He was about to touch such a powerful power!

"As long as I can advance to the third ladder, many of the family's difficulties will be solved!"

The origin and metamorphosis are like a knight family attached to the nobles and a noble family with territorial private soldiers. There is an extremely essential difference between the two.

Byrne stayed up all night with excitement. Just as he was about to go to bed the next morning, he was respectfully told by a servant to the important figures of the Church of Storms that the Bishop's deputy had arrived in Nasir.

The big shots in the Church of Storms couldn't be neglected. Byrne quickly got dressed, straightened up his appearance, and then headed to Nasir's church.

When he arrived at the church, Byrne saw the old priest standing respectfully next to a young man.

The young man had dark blue hair and a look of arrogance and disdain in his eyes. He was tall and extremely thin, and his exposed white palms were bloodless.

He seemed to be complaining and looking unhappy.

"This is a diocese with millions of people in the East Coast Province. I have to run for everything big or small. The bishop can enjoy it in peace and quiet. In the end, as his deputy, I am exhausted."

Just as he got closer, Byrne felt an extremely powerful aura from a few dozen meters away!

It was an unstoppable impact, like a deep-sea whirlpool that could destroy everything, surrounding that man and causing a huge shock in people's hearts! Totally hard to ignore and resist!

Byrne and the old priest were sweating profusely at the same time. They stood speechless and could not look directly at the young man who had successfully reached the metamorphosis.

Why does that momentum appear so terrifying?

He had attended several banquets in Fein City, and the big shots were just like ordinary people, and they did not emit such terrifying aura at all.

Viscount Best even appeared very close to Byrne when the murder occurred, with an easy-going tone.

If Byrne hadn't already known the other party's identity, he wouldn't have been able to tell that he was a great lord who stood above hundreds of thousands of people.

Now he finally understands how huge the difference between himself and those big shots is, like an insect that may be crushed to death at any time.

Suddenly, the powerful momentum disappeared, as if it had never existed. The young assistant priest shook his head and said:

"I'm in a 'transformation period', and occasionally I can't control my momentum."

He was not apologizing, he was just explaining the reasons. There was no need to apologize when facing a minor character.

Byrne finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was almost difficult to breathe normally when he faced the human-shaped deep sea whirlpool.

"Byrne of the Fisher family?" the assistant priest asked with a raised brow.

"Assistant Sir, I am Byrne."

Byrne remained respectful enough, but the other person's next words made him unsure of how to answer.

The assistant priest calmly continued to ask: "Does your family believe in the Lord of Storms?"

"The Lord of Redeemer..." Byrne could only answer the other party bravely.

"Haha, you don't seem that hypocritical. Sooner or later you will be incompatible with the people of the Redemption Church."

The assistant priest sneered, obviously having a huge prejudice against the Redemption Church.

"Okay, regarding the situation of the cultists, you will answer whatever I ask you next."

The assistant priest waved his hand and began to ask questions one by one, and Byrne also answered fluently. Of course, what he told was not the truth, but another version of the "fact."

"By the way, you said at the beginning that that guy had a treasure-level mysterious item on his body. Was it taken away by you Fisher afterwards?"

He suddenly stared at the other person with playful eyes.

Byrne's expression changed slightly.

Could it be that the assistant priest wanted to force himself to hand over the thing, but the mysterious object had become a sacrifice to the Lost Lord.

"Logically speaking, I have the power to confiscate the things belonging to the cultists, but you have made great contributions in fighting the cultists, so let this be regarded as a reward for you."

He looked at the stunned Byrne and sneered: "Don't put on that expression, huh, a treasure-level mysterious object won't make me shameless."

"But if it's a forbidden rare item, even if it's the one with a three-digit number, I'll definitely grab it."

He suddenly stretched out his hand and said: "Give me the flintlock gun you have on you."

Byrne handed over the gun without refusing, and saw the assistant priest pointing the flintlock at his head and shooting without hesitation.

"boom!"

The next moment, the assistant priest caught the flying bullet with his other hand.

"How can a toy like this possibly shake the status of a transcendent? That cultist was actually severely injured by so many bullets. Is it because of your ability?"

Byrne nodded and admitted, saying "sincerely" without looking like he was lying:

"In fact, I am not only a knight, but also have the talent of a change-type spellcaster. I used spells to weaken the opponent's defense."

"Then you are truly the lucky one."

After hearing the explanation, the assistant priest just smiled and nodded without comment.

"Then let's stop here. There are still many things in the church that I need to deal with."

The old priest looked up in confusion and asked: "So, Assistant Priest, what about the church's punishment on me?"

"Punishment? Why should you be punished?"

After hearing the old priest's doubts, the assistant priest shook his head expressionlessly, and then said calmly:

"You are just a fringe member of the Church of Storms. The final situation has long been beyond your ability. Since the culprit has not escaped, why should I punish you?"

The old priest lowered his head and let out a long sigh, falling into deep silence and self-blame.

Byrne could feel that although the assistant priest in front of him didn't care much about what others thought, he seemed to be a pretty good person.

After leaving the church, the assistant priest, surrounded by servants, frowned and felt that he should pay more attention to this town called Nasir in the future.

The Son of the Abyss was suddenly destroyed in the end, probably by a powerful monarch-level figure who secretly took action.

The so-called miracle?

Haha, what a strange statement. No matter how you think about it, it is absolutely impossible.

The major churches are all very aware that the gods have become increasingly silent decades ago. The last oracle on the continent of Oden even came from ten years ago. How come miracles are still happening now?

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A few months later, Byrne and Margaret's second child was born.

That's a girl.

She looked just like Chris and Darren back then, very weak and petite, with complex red marks on her hands.

The whole family gathered around the baby and everyone looked happy.

Byrne and his wife have long discussed the name of the child. Since it is a daughter, let's call her Lillian.

Lilian means "oath with God".

People in the town came to congratulate one after another. Because of presiding over the reconstruction work, the reputation of the Fisher family has been raised to a higher level. Hundreds of townspeople sent gifts.

Many of the gift givers were even homeless due to the disaster, and took out the few treasures they had left, hoping to repay the Fisher family.

At night, chubby little Darren bit his finger and looked at his sister in the cradle as if he was in a trance. Then he smiled and took a hidden candy and handed it over.

"Eat candy, eat candy! Sister, eat candy!"

The little baby's hands subconsciously grasped the candy, not knowing what was happening in the outside world.

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