Be a priest with a pirate system

Looking at the fanatical looks of many believers, Ivan was not embarrassed at all.

With the blessing of the great deceitful magic, even if he faced tens of thousands of people, let alone a few people, he could open his mouth without changing his expression.

“This incident is very serious.

Although those cultists have been dealt with, we still know nothing about this matter.

Where did those cultists come from, what is their purpose, and what is the true identity of that terrible monster?”

After feeling the admiring gaze for a while, Alvin coughed slightly and changed the subject.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions became solemn.

Yes, this time, if it weren't for His Highness Ai Wen, I'm afraid the entire town of Yarrow would not be able to survive the monster's mouth.

The old priest frowned and kept thinking about all the things that happened today, looking for various traces in the cave.

The silver edges on the silver-rimmed men in black robes seemed familiar to him, but when he thought about it more carefully, he found that similar marks were very common. There were many similar marks, and it was impossible to pinpoint the specific target. In the end, he could only shake. Shake his head.

Others were also thinking hard, but the most knowledgeable old priest could not think of it, and they could not think of it.

Seeing the helpless expressions on everyone's face, Aiwen summoned up a bit of energy to encourage the fruit.

"Just think about it. This is where the glory of wisdom lies, under the shade of the tree of wisdom. Evil may be able to escape for a while, but it will never escape forever.

Good and evil will eventually be rewarded, but the time has not yet come.

If cultists still dare to show up, soldiers who believe in the Lord will not let Him down.

Isn’t it?”

The gentle questions reached everyone's eardrums, making everyone become impassioned.

"Your Highness, please rest assured. If the monster dares to come, we will kill it."

"Yes, yes, we will never let His Majesty and His Highness down."

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Although there was a bonus from the Encouragement Fruit, Ivan couldn't help but smile when he saw the fighting spirit of the believers.

This smile is sacred and warm, majestic and makes people want to get closer.

This smile made everyone feel like spring breeze.

Even old Taylor couldn't help but lower his head under this smile.

He was worried that if he continued to read, he would be tempted to retire from his position as mayor and join the Wisdom Cult.

No, maybe, he already has this idea

Ai Wen looked at everyone's lowered heads and couldn't help but feel a little strange, but he didn't pay too much attention.

Things here are over for the time being. No matter where the so-called Swamp God comes from or what his purpose is, he must put it down.

The current Wisdom God Religion does not have the power to confront the Swamp God head-on.

All he can do is continue to develop the divine religion and increase his own power.

But Ivan didn't have too many worries in his heart. The swamp god must be very far away from them, otherwise there would be no need to summon it through a blood sacrifice.

By the time the other party came to the door, Ivan believed that he had already gained the power to fight against him.

Perhaps, by then, I will have summoned Yonko-level figures.

Smoker is so powerful, the Yonko must be even stronger

Putting aside these "little things", many people were injured in the previous battles, and some of them may even find it difficult to stand up again in the future.

Ai Wen looked at the wounds on everyone's body, and felt a pity in his heart.

For some reason, since waking up, Alvin always feels that he is becoming more and more sentimental.

The power of the healing fruit continued to be exerted, and the injured recovered one by one, but those with disabilities had no choice.

Perhaps the strongest power of healing and releasing the healing fruit can be restored, but Ivan still said sorry in his heart.

But apart from that, there is no way out. The power of faith is even more powerful than the healing fruit. It's just that I don't have enough faith at the moment to use it.

Just wait a little longer

Looking at the lost people, Aiwen did not say this, because he could not say that he clearly had the power to restore them but was unwilling to use it.

Once again walking through the winding and stretching sewer, Ivan led everyone out of the sewer that left a shadow on everyone.

Different from before entering, this time, even the old mayor had no intention of taking away Ai Wen's prestige, even if Ai Wen didn't care.

There was silence in the dark town.

The silver moon hangs high above the head. It is said that this silver moon was transformed by the power of Ms. Silver Moon, but no one knows whether it is true or not.

The silver moon is particularly bright tonight.

Everyone's eyes showed deep exhaustion. Even though the wounds on everyone's bodies had been healed by Ivan, exhaustion was indeed unavoidable.

but

"That's weird. Normally someone should be waiting here."

Someone wondered.

"Yeah, there are so many of us going in. It's already midnight, but no one cares. Isn't there anyone who cares?"

Some people were so angry that they and others were fighting a bloody battle outside, but everyone in the town actually went to bed, and no one even paid attention.

"Is something going to happen?"

There was uneasiness in someone's eyes.

"Go, go and have a look"

Harold's eyes flashed, and his fighting spirit and anger emanated. Without any hesitation, he rushed towards the nearest residence.

The others followed with worried faces.

"bang bang bang"

There was a violent slamming on the door, but no one responded. Harold's face changed slightly, and without any further hesitation, he kicked the door open.

With the strength of his black iron rank, how could a mere wooden door block his kick.

The door instantly flew several meters away.

Harold held the sword in his right hand and rushed in with a roar.

Entering the yard, the first thing I saw was several people lying on the ground, some old and some young, neatly arranged.

Harold's eyes widened with anger. Although he hadn't seen the blood with his own eyes, the situation at the scene was enough to prove everything.

Thinking of the extremely quiet town, Harold felt cold. Could it be that the entire town was massacred?

Everyone else also thought of this possibility, and their eyes showed sadness and anger.

"who is it"

Harold growled sadly

Ivan followed the crowd, and then came slowly. He saw several figures lying on the ground, and thought that Elinor and the others had also fainted on the ground before.

"No way"

Ivan muttered softly, but everyone's attention was focused on the figure on the ground, and no one noticed the abnormal behavior of His Highness Ivan.

Suddenly, Alvin noticed that one of the people lying down seemed to move his fingers.

The corner of Ivan's mouth twitched, it seemed that it was indeed the case.

These people were actually stunned by his domineering aura. No wonder the town was so peaceful.

After a while, a confused voice sounded, with a hint of fear in the voice.

"Captain Harold"