The Dean Has Arrived

"Are you a natural believer, so that's the case..." Xi Wei was a little stunned.

No wonder the little guy was able to burst out with such a powerful breath of life last time—I am afraid that as a natural believer, Natasha's rank is not low, and if she is placed in the Holy See, she is at least at the bishop level.

In fact, Xi Wei's idea of ​​building the temple was very simple.

Before he received a mission to revive the white elves, one of the requirements was to create an exclusive magic system for this isolated race.

If you really want to start from the basic theory of magic, it is estimated that even if you devote all your time to it for a year, you will only have a prototype at most.

This was not what Xi Wei wanted to see.

Not to mention anything else, the imminent end of the world has already filled him with a sense of crisis, and now is obviously not the time to develop new magic leisurely.

So he decided to play a trick.

The architectural drawings of the temple come from the achievement store, but there is no real statue of the moon god in it—in fact, what the outside forest elves worship is not the moon god, but the quiet moon.

Enshrined in the temple, it is naturally the crystal fragment of the godhead.

Although it is only a fragment, this thing is still a godhead, and it still has the function of collecting beliefs to convert divine power. As long as this function is improved through some modifications, a false god without any consciousness and just props will be born.

The next thing is easy.

After the Qiyao Mage Association took away most of the people with magical qualifications, there was only one reliance on which the Pure White Church could still grow. That is, the study of "divine arts" has little to do with magical aptitude. As long as the belief is firm, even people without aptitude can obtain a certain degree of blessing.

And Xi Wei planned to follow the same path. If creating magic is too difficult, why not just use the pure white church's magic system as a blueprint to create another set of magic?

The godhead crystal fragments that are objects of faith will only be in this refuge. All faiths have the white elves, and other races cannot touch them. In this way, the condition of "being the exclusive magic of the white elves" can also be met.

If this idea can really succeed, it will undoubtedly solve the most difficult part of that task.

The other Xi Wei made a special trip to the Church of Necessary Evil. Learn the brainwashing over there...cough. I'm talking about missionary methods to increase the sense of belonging of these white elves to this Luna Church (tentative name).

As for why he didn't learn the methods of the Pure White Church from Elilia and the others, but went far to find Horna, it was purely because Xi Wei had a considerable degree of wariness against the wily Pope.

He can trust the Holy Maiden Elilia and the Holy Silver Sword Ji Fulei. But you can't believe that it is for the purpose of gathering the authority of the church. Even the old guy who can use the saint as a bargaining chip—God knows if he will find something from the clues.

Occasionally, Xi Wei would feel that he was really worrying too much. After all, the distance between the Refuge and the Eastern Plains is not a star and a half. Even if the pope could find something, he would never be able to find it here.

I just don't know why Xi Wei always has a deep fear of the Pope, who is on par with him in strength, but is completely incomprehensible to others.

never mind. It's better to be cautious.

After finding a reason for himself in his heart, Xi Wei took the laughing Natasha, stared at the white elf Jessica Zharen, and went to the construction site of the temple to help the little monsters (tian) an).

—— Timothy En Dark Alliance. Westland Cliff——

"You are here again, Asachel, have you thought about it this time?"

In the dark room, the gloomy and piercing voice sounded again, causing Asachel, who had just entered the room and was wearing a black cloak, to frown slightly.

The black body in the flask was even bigger than last time, and even filled the bottom of the flask.

And at this time, the black body was covered with creepy mouths, which opened and closed meaninglessly, oozing purple saliva.

Through observation, Asachel knew that after gathering a certain amount, the purple saliva would be absorbed by the main body, making it continue to grow in size.

And until the lord returns, no one in the castle can stop this trend.

"It seems that you are still hesitating... What are you afraid of..."

Asachel's silence made the voice seem sharper: "Do you know what your master is going to the abyss for this time?"

"That's not what a prisoner like you should ask!"

Asachel's eyes sharpened suddenly, and the body under the cloak swelled rapidly as if being blown, from a small man less than six feet into a burly man taller than nine feet.

Although the burly body was still hidden under the cloak without revealing anything, if there were ordinary people present, they might be immediately eroded by his berserk breath, turning into lunatics or directly frightened to death.

"Regain control of Styx in the name of the Queen of the Black Iron Coffin... Capture Huber Solu... Gather the remaining demon forces in the abyss..."

Every time that black mud-like monster uttered a word, the eyebrows under the hood of Asachel would tremble.

The purpose of the vampire princess going to the abyss is exactly what it says.

"These are just her lies..."

Then the monster's words surprised Asachel: "What did you say!"

"Let me tell you a good thing... The destruction of the world is imminent... She is also afraid... afraid of the coming destruction..."

"Shut up! What do you know about that lord!"

Asachel yelled, if it wasn't for the good sound insulation in this room, the castle's demon guards would have swarmed in.

"If you dare to insult that lord again, I will kill you! Even monsters that have survived the age of mythology are definitely not my opponents in this state!"

"You believed my words...that's why you are so anxious and restless...but you are too weak...you can't change the direction of your destiny...do you want to become stronger...at least strong enough to share her anxiety..."

After being threatened by Asachel Seri, the black mud-like creature became more active.

"Come on... eat a part of my body... and then you will have power beyond your imagination..."

"Shut up shut up shut up!"

Asachel roared angrily.

He found himself tempted for a moment.

"I will definitely not let you bewitch me, nor will I let you act recklessly! Be honest, if I find out that you have any abnormalities, even if I risk my life, I will kill you first!"

After speaking, he slammed the door and left.

"Hehehe... Once the seeds of sexual desire take root in the heart... it will start to thrive..."

"Azazel... the desire in your heart has already become a towering tree... the next time you come..."

"It's the time to reap the fruits..."