I Am A Priest In The Otherworld

In the end, the other girls could only leave unwillingly.

And Lilian Luo, who won temporarily, and Amia, holding a blanket roll, hit the floor in the church hall.

"I'm sleeping here, sleeping with you, and staying with you all the time."

Like a newly married young wife, Lilian Luo spread her bed next to the altar and knelt on it again, carefully sorting out the corners of the floor, trying to be neat, as if she was laying out a nest for the newlyweds.

Her little feet in white stockings kept dangling, as if attracting Gallo to play.

It's a pity that Gallo doesn't have this kind of yaxing right now. He is very afraid that when he has **** with Lilian Luo, he will say too much, and then be misunderstood as a pervert like a copper alchemist.

He first bit Lilian Luo's hammerhead shark doll in his mouth to prevent himself from talking nonsense, then took out the diary from his sleeve, wanting to see the content behind it.

As a result, I couldn't understand it at all. It was all ancient words like the scriptures.

It seems that if you want to read the diary, you can only do it in a dream.

Lilian Luo tidied the shop, and took the initiative to get into Gallo's arms, rubbed his face, and put her small arms around his neck, and said softly:

"Okay, let's sleep together..."

Gallo nodded, and then resonated with her, turning Lilian Luo into a more delicious white-haired luoli.

Then, he lay on the altar and began his confession before going to bed:

"Master Miya, I have a problem with my body, and I may not be able to control myself..."

"Lack of self-control is also a sin. I hope the goddess can forgive me."

Having said that, he couldn't wait to activate his sleeping ability, returned to the white space, and quickly opened the diary in his hand.

He thought he could enter that kind of audience mode again. After all, Victor was learning divine art with angels at this time. Should they be in contact more frequently?

But no, the next page is just pure text content, and it has been half a month since the previous page...

The first line above reads like this:

"I have a preliminary understanding of this magical technique, but I have accumulated a lot of questions..."

"Although my thoughts will be a little disrespectful, I really want to see Lord Gallo again and ask Him to help me out..."

"But Lord Gallo hasn't returned for half a month since he left last time. Wouldn't he have forgotten us?"

"No, no, how can I have such disrespectful thoughts!"

Then, he wrote a large section of a review book similar to a book of repentance. Anyway, he wrote various confessions in his diary, slandered the angels for his own belly, and asked the angels for forgiveness.

It was not until the end that he mentioned something else:

"Dilaida is the most talented young man I have ever seen. Although she modestly calls herself'Dilaida', she is definitely a once-in-a-hundred-year-old super genius. No wonder she is so young that she has the opportunity to be exposed to the eighth-order magic arts. .."

"I received a lot of guidance and help from her during the period of practicing divine art with her. I must find an opportunity when I look back, and thank her very much."

"However, she is like me, looking forward to Master Gallo's return soon..."

"Master Gallo must have encountered some terrible enemy and troublesome trouble? May the light of our lord protect him!"

This page of diary ends here. Most of the space is used to write a review book, and there is not much substantive content recorded, and the eighth-order divine art that Gallo is most interested in does not mention the detailed content.

Before, he thought he could know how much or even learn the eighth-order divine art through the diary, who knows that no one else wrote in the diary.

But when I thought about it, it was quite normal. In that chaotic era, the magic arts of each sect were their own secrets, but they were not exchanged with each other and spread widely.

What's more, this is still an important eighth-order divine art, even if it is placed now, it is the secret card of each family, and it is even more arrogant to talk about that era.

Of course it is impossible to write such an important thing in the diary. Who writes a diary for serious people?

As for where the envoy went and why he didn't come back in time, Gallo had his own ideas.

Although there is no basis, I always feel that the goods should have really forgotten this matter and gave these two believers to the pigeon...

For this kind of thing, Gallo feels that he can really do it, right?

With disrespect and slander to the angel, Gallo turned to the next page.

This time, he got his wish and entered the audience mode.

Victor has left the previously cozy and sunny little building and came to a wilderness.

He was wearing a set of religious robes, lined with heavy lock armor, and was marching with more than a hundred crusaders.

Gallo looked around and found that he was surrounded by heavily armed Crusaders, and a cavalry could be seen accompanying him not far away, which was clearly on his way to the battlefield.

The angel floated quietly in the air, his eyes seemed to be looking into the distance, as if thinking about something complicated and profound.

In order not to disturb his contemplation, the army marching below did not make any extra noise, and everyone tried their best to keep quiet.

Only Gallo knows what the guy is thinking...

"Diaida is really a lovely girl, a beautiful white-haired girl who has a great appetite for me, and her natural and cute character..."

"However, she is still too scared of me to be close to me..."

"Oh... helpless, sometimes it's too dazzling, it's also a pain..."

Gallo was speechless for a while, and couldn't help slandering in his heart:

Why do you think about this at this time?

Seeing that war is about to start, can you be a little more reliable?

Stop destroying your own personal settings!

At this moment, a scout rode a fast horse and approached Victor, whispering a few words in his ear.

Gallo heard clearly. The scout reported that there were traces of cultists in front of him. They seemed to be confident, and it was very likely that there were high-end shelters such as heirs of evil gods or sin angels.

The archbishop who was in charge of commanding the entire army was a little worried, but he didn't dare to report to the angels rashly. He was afraid that he would disturb his contemplation, so he threw the bad luck to Victor.

In the eyes of outsiders, Victor is an angel’s disciple and student. He is close to him and should be easy to talk about.

Only Victor complained secretly in his heart. Since the last time he left, he hasn't seen Lord Gallo for a whole month, and he hasn't learned the eighth-order magic arts. What kind of student is this?

And how can the angel's eyes be hidden from the things that humans can discover? No need to report, right?

But since it was the request of the archbishop, he had no right to refuse. He could only bite the bullet and left the queue, went to the side of the road and knelt down, worshiping the angel in mid-air, and said:

"Master Gallo, there seems to be a situation ahead..."

With this shout, the angel came to his senses, paused a little, and said:

"I already know, you guys are doing well..."

"Don't be afraid of the heretics, go ahead!"

After that, he stretched out his right hand and plucked a sword-like feather from the left wing, and rubbed the feather with both hands, blessing a layer of pulsating holy flame on its surface.

Although it was a bit far apart, the gestures and movements were a bit strange, and he had not yet said the prayers, but Gallo still recognized through the fluctuations in the air, that the angel was about to release the eighth-order divine skill "Heaven Punishment Sacred Sword"

This fluctuation made him feel very familiar, and even awakened a memory or feeling that should have disappeared.

It was his memory of using the Holy Sword of Heaven's Punishment when he opened his mouth to the battle star **** container.

That memory or feeling should have been eliminated by the goddess by some means, but at this time, when Gallo separated thousands of years and saw the angel release this magical technique by himself, that feeling of loss was felt. It's back again.

This does not involve prayers or the specific application of the power of faith. It is an indescribable feeling, like a muscle memory.

It only took a moment for him to learn, or recall this magical technique, and he was extremely proficient. Even if he left the dream now, he could use this magical technique at hand, just like Use other magic arts like that.

This kind of experience is so amazing that Gallo's attention was all about chewing the magic that he suddenly learned, without noticing what the angel did.

He didn't need to pay attention either, because the angel would definitely throw the Sacred Sword of Heaven's Punishment into the distance next, together with a line that said both Zhong Er and Shame.

Sure enough, after preparing for the gods operation, the angel held the hilt of the sword in his hand and threw it into the distance. At the same time, he shouted in Chinese:

"Eat I am on the Dragon Sword!"

He probably felt that no one could understand what he was talking about anyway, so he did something so ashamed to call out the name of the move.

Fortunately, even Gallo was not listening, otherwise it would be extremely embarrassing.

The Heaven Punishment Sacred Sword that flew out kept spinning in the air, and then fell suddenly and plunged into a seemingly empty wilderness in the distance.

Then, the holy sword exploded violently, and led a dazzling and bright beam of light from the sky, and slammed it against the surface.

And this should be empty underground, but there were bursts of heart-piercing howls, accompanied by a series of sounds of burning flesh, like the wailing of some beast before death.

At the same time, there was a large stream of filthy black blood, which was instantly vaporized by the beam of light falling from the sky.

It turned out that the enemy had ambushed some kind of monster in this area of ​​the marching route. If the people of the Creation God sect passed by here, they would definitely be caught off guard by a sneak attack from the ground, causing heavy casualties.

However, under the protection of the King of Angels, the enemy's treacherous schemes were destroyed in an instant, and the remaining cultists fled in various forms.

The angel floated in the air and muttered slightly in Chinese:

"I will overlook the entire battlefield from the sky!"

"Do you really think I won't be hiding?"