Glory Riding and Cutting

Balkan still wanted to refute, but Ronan and Ben didn't give him a chance to speak, so he continued directly:

"I also have desires, and I will do some things for my own benefit. I never deny my ambitions, but I will not hide them. I confess my desires to the gods! This is what the gods see in me One point, I won't be pious on the surface, but in fact, I'm dirtier than trash behind my back!

Do you know what I mean? Archbishop of the Balkans, today, you can try your best to make things difficult for me and test me, but I believe that under the guidance of the goddess, I will be fearless and invincible! "

Ronan took a step forward, pointed directly at Balkan's nose, and said that Balkan was both guilty and angry. Ronan's tough attitude of punching first was something they didn't expect. After all, just now Ronan stood still smiling. Where, in a blink of an eye, there is a look of cross-browed cold fingering.

This made the hardliners Balkan and Dacres choke, and then they reacted and argued with Ronan.

"Your Excellency Rodrite, then, why didn't Her Majesty the Goddess give me a decree and let me directly cooperate with you? Instead, let you persuade us. Isn't that a bit unreasonable? Her Majesty the Goddess is kind and reasonable, Don’t embarrass your own believers!”

"First of all, I want to correct a mistake in your words. I'm not here to convince you, I'm just here to inform you that, as you said, Her Majesty the Goddess is benevolent, so I only bring a few Come here with guards, not with troops!

As for whether you can hear the voice of the goddess, I said that the gods have not really returned, and their influence on the world is still very limited. Your beliefs are not as pious and firm as they were a hundred years ago, and your inspiration is too low. , in layman's terms, you are just ordinary people, and you can't hear the voices of the gods in higher dimensions at all!

I can tell you directly that this time is also a test for you under the crown of the goddess, and it is your last chance to save! It is precisely because you are the people under the crown of the goddess that I did not let me deal with you like I dealt with Gao Ling and the eagle I will deal with next! "

Before Ronan came, he had already made a detailed and careful plan. First of all, he must be tough to the end. He must not relax a little bit, and he must not show any expression that would make them rush to something wrong. If you discuss everything, On the contrary, they will become more skeptical, thinking that Ronan is a liar and wants to be a white wolf.

But as long as Ronan refuses to give in an inch and shows enough strength to think about it, they will first doubt whether they are really not devout enough, and whether it is really their own reasons that they can't listen to the goddess' instructions.

"You say that our beliefs are not pious enough, not pure enough, but His Majesty the Pope, she is the spokesperson of the goddess on the ground, a symbol of theocracy, cultivated since childhood, she has absolute faith in the goddess, and is willing to dedicate everything to the goddess, such His Majesty the Pope also Is it not up to standard? I think you are using the name of Her Majesty to show off and deceive you, and now you have even deceived yourself, and you really think you are the messenger of Her Majesty the Goddess!"

Balkan snorted coldly, didn't believe Ronan's words, and continued to refute Ronan with examples. Ronan was secretly annoyed, and then said in a colder tone:

"That's right, the first pope was personally selected by the goddess, but now, the pope elected by you is just an ordinary person, without high enough inspiration.

Moreover, since you can't hear the voice of the goddess, it means that you are still far behind the pious believers thousands of years ago. Now you are just talking about your beliefs, and you have no beliefs at all. Treat, understand, and comprehend the creeds and teachings left by the goddess with your heart! "

Ronan pointed to his heart and said to Balkan in a tone of hatred for iron and steel. Looking at the debate between Ronan and Balkan, the other priests were just exchanging their opinions in a low voice. No one has yet. Participating means that even the pope just sat there quietly watching them.

"Then are you devout enough? Your Excellency Rodritte, do you dare to debate with me the teachings left by Her Majesty the Goddess?"

"Oh, you seem to have forgotten something, Bishop of Balkans, I am the messenger of the gods, but I am not a believer under the crown of the goddess. I represent the gods, but it is impossible to believe in every god, so it is impossible for me to debate the goddess with you Your Majesty's teachings!"

When Ronan said this, Balkan immediately sneered and wanted to say something, but Ronan directly reached out to stop him and continued:

"But don't worry, I can't do it, but Her Majesty has arranged for another existence to argue with you, and test you by the way, Kemira, come in!"

After finishing speaking, Ronan yelled directly at the gate at the back, and then accompanied by the exclamation of the priests and guards outside the church, Camilla landed directly on the ground from the sky, landing on one knee, and Camilla slowed down. Standing up slowly, accompanied by a little light beside her, with an indifferent expression, Camilla walked into the church slowly, and no one dared to stop her.

Walking into the church, Kemira's golden eyes, which were as dazzling as burning flames, stared directly at Balkan. Balkan's heart palpitations and his throat felt dry.

"But before the debate, Balkan Bishop, we have one more thing to deal with. Just now you called me a liar? You are questioning Her Majesty the Goddess and the gods, and you must accept punishment!"

Ronan's words awakened a kind of priests who were attracted by Kemira's golden armor and huge white wings on the back. Angels, as noble celestial creatures, appeared frequently thousands of years ago, but now they are just I have only seen statues and portraits, but this time I saw the real ones, I will inevitably lose my mind, and I believe in Ronan again in my heart.

After Ronan finished speaking, he stretched out his five fingers towards Balkan with his right hand. Balkan, who was six or seven meters away from Ronan, seemed to be attracted by something, and quickly flew towards Ronan's right hand uncontrollably.

In fact, it was Ronan who controlled the mage's hand to grab him and then quickly dragged him towards him, creating a kind of expressive effect, as if he had sucked Balkan into his hand out of thin air.

Strangling Balkan's neck, Ronan's eyes gradually turned into bright golden vertical pupils, and an inexplicable coercion spread from his body, staring at the terrified Balkan.

Seeing this, Dacres immediately drew out the long sword at his waist, and the knights behind him also drew out their long swords, but before they could make any moves, Camilla took a step forward, and stared directly at him. Make them all afraid to move.