Ride and Cut

"Li Cha, watch your words!" Vera stared bitterly and almost got angry. She raised her hand and hit him, but she almost twisted herself. "That's not castration, it's a deeper understanding of the teachings of the Holy Light, and it's a great self-sacrifice!"

"Oh, that's right." The lord, who doesn't feel rough and thick, nodded perfunctorily, "Great castration, very great."

Suddenly there was a series of uncontrollable laughter in the hall.

Li Cha raised his eyebrows and looked around, and suddenly became audible again. The idlers watching the excitement all around put on a straight face and pretended to be listening carefully.

"From the perspective of the development of the sect, we are indeed not worth mentioning, and it is irrefutable." Carlos blushed, obviously not convinced.

"But you still inherit offensive divine arts?" the lord asked with great interest.

"That's right." Carlos nodded proudly.

"I'm afraid it's more than that, I can feel it." Richard pointed to Carlos and his uncle and aunt with a half-smile, "You are different from other pastors."

The Holy Light Church's set of things is very recognizable, and the feeling of pure and warm sunshine is unique to this family. Li Cha's spiritual sense can be called a human radar, which can be seen at a glance.

But these three people are not the same thing, more gloomy and darker. Generally speaking, he feels somewhat familiar with Shengguang, but it is very different.

"Besides, you can hide among the undead without being attacked. It must be some special means. Now you are rambling about and just refuse to tell the truth. Do you want to fool me like a fool?"

He was still smiling, but the expressions of Carlos and his group changed drastically. The kind of panic that seemed to be stabbed in the heart was as obvious as the lice on the monk's head.

"Scared!" The idlers who were watching the bustle all around suddenly stamped their feet in unison.

The laziness and relaxation on their bodies disappeared in an instant, as if a sleeping tiger opened its eyes, setting off a suffocating sense of oppression!

The expression on Carlos' face fluctuated, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that he wanted to work hard.

But immediately everyone felt it was funny again. Today, in front of the entire Alpine Fort, even ten lives might not be enough.

"My lord, let me tell you." Pastor Yule, who had been silent for a long time, patted Carlos on the shoulder and signaled him to relax. "Although the development of the church has not been smooth, the ancestors have indeed blazed a unique path in terms of holy light magic."

"You'd better pray that it's not something that blasphemes the Holy Light!" Vera sneered, crossing her arms and waiting for the next sentence.

"The ancestors believed that the purest light can only be found in the most extreme darkness."

"It sounds like that, but how does it work?" Richard winked at Carlos.

This is obviously a young man who wants to draw his sword and fight desperately as soon as he is run over. It's purely due to her good talent, and she has never been beaten by society. I don't understand that in addition to friends and enemies in the world, there is a third party between the two.

The lord did this kind of thing when he was young, so now he feels a little kind, as if seeing himself before.

"With the help of the secret method of breathing, I can put myself in a half-dead state, just like this..." After Yule finished speaking, he began to close his eyes and slowly adjust his breathing.

Under the eyes of everyone, his human flavor gradually became thinner, and the blood on his cheeks was replaced by a touch of gray. He seems to be alive, but also seems to be dead. It seems to be standing on both sides of the boundary between life and death with your feet spread apart, which is extremely magical.

"Our school believes that only by falling into darkness can we experience the essence of the Holy Light, which will be the most pure and flawless treasure."

"This is blasphemy!" Vera was so angry that her lips were trembling, "What fallacies and heresies are absolutely not a reason to play with life!"

"Listen first." Li Cha grabbed her like an iron hoop and did not let go. "I think it actually makes sense. It's like a full man eats everything that tastes like chewing wax. You have to starve to death to taste the meat."

Half-dead transformation is equivalent to forcibly turning a full man into a starving ghost-the undead must be more sensitive to the holy light than the living, because it is something that can kill them.

It's no wonder that these people are obviously capable, but they can't even solve their own basic food and clothing.

As far as their theory is concerned, anyone who dares to show their truth in front of the Church of the Holy Light and not be hunted down to death as a heretic would be a strange thing! After all, it is impossible for a normal clergyman to look at it with a neutral attitude that has nothing to do with him like Li Cha.

Anyway, it would be too absurd to involve the holy light with the undead.

"You!" Vera turned her head, and she was so angry that tears flowed down her smooth face.

Regardless of opening his mouth and slapping Li Cha's hand hard, he ran away without looking back while holding the long skirt.

"It's all fucking dogs." The lord wiped the drool on his hands with his pants.

"Boss, don't you want to coax Miss Vera?" Abu leaned over and asked treacherously.

"I never coax women!" Niu Pi rolled his eyes coaxingly, and Li Cha then asked, "The reason why you have so many priests is also due to half-death?"

"That's right, my lord." The bluish gray on Yule's body faded, and his face returned to ruddy. "In the semi-dead state, the sensitivity to the holy light is many times more sensitive than usual, and it is naturally easier to practice divine arts."

"What's the price?" Li Cha sat on the chair and raised his legs, resting his chin with one hand, "Everything has advantages and disadvantages. I don't believe that there are benefits without costs."

"The price is that it is very dangerous to practice the secret technique of semi-dead transformation at the beginning. On average, only one out of five or six people can survive."

"Culture, absolute cult!" The lord raised his eyebrows coldly, like an envoy of justice.

A group of Ripper Legionnaires hurriedly nodded in agreement, humming and chirping, and were about to come up to arrest the criminals, scaring the parishioners into tears.

"Fortunately, we got a treasure by chance later on. From then on, there is no danger of semi-dead transformation."

"The people from the Church of the Holy Light are definitely a cult! They can't even think of such a good solution." Li Cha changed his face faster than turning the pages of a book, and waved his hand solemnly, "From now on, you will stay in Gaoshan Castle, don't worry."

"But we have been trying our best to avoid the eyes of outsiders, in order to avoid being discovered by the Church of the Holy Light." Yule's face was a little embarrassed.

"This kind of thinking was wrong from the very beginning!" The lord sneered disdainfully, "Should the sect continue to develop if you patronize Dongzang XZ every day?"

"As long as there is a backer of sufficient size, the little things you committed are nothing at all." He patted Carlos and Yule on the shoulders, "Also, let me appreciate that treasure later."