In the sixteenth century, under the leadership of King Henry VIII, the Anglican Church broke away from the Holy See and became its own sect. With the rise of the empire, it spread to all parts of the world.
Because of this, the power in the hands of the Archbishop of Canterbury is no less than that of the Pope, and only half a head lower than that of Queen Victoria——
According to the Supremacy Act, the Queen is the leader of the Anglican Church and the head of Westminster Abbey. She can order Christians to take up arms, fight all battles, and punish all believers who break the law.
Of course, even Her Majesty the Queen will not ignore the Archbishop of Canterbury, because she is a secular leader, while the other party is a spiritual leader, and believers are as distributed as the empire's territory, all over the world.
When the effect of the blockade subsided, an old man who was nearly sixty years old walked in. Behind him were forty-four bishops, who instantly filled the small restaurant.
If there had been no spiritual upheaval in other eras, a similar scene would never have happened, because each bishop was responsible for taking charge of a territory that governed several cities and handling academic affairs.
But as the situation became serious, they rushed to the foggy city to protect the heart of the entire Christian world.
During this period, no one spoke. This generation of Archbishop of Canterbury looked at Lu Li carefully, and Lu Li was also looking at this handsome old man with an extraordinary appearance. There was no trace of age on his face, and his skin was extremely tight, making even a noble lady feel ashamed.
Very extraordinary.
The two of them made judgments in their hearts at the same time.
"Did you summon that holy light just now?"
Over time, the Tongtian Pillar has dissipated, but those who were lucky enough to witness this scene have become the most devout believers. Only a pitifully small number of actors stopped what they were doing and rushed here to find Some opportunities——
The actors are a group of people who pursue grand scenes. They are willing to become the savior that everyone admires and sacrifice their lives for it, but they don't mind being a despicable villain, provided the benefits are sufficient.
If one day the actor becomes a believer in a certain god, it will not be to find some spiritual sustenance, but to enter a bottleneck period and need to take a shortcut to quickly gain strength.
Just as Lu Li saw the diaries left by some of his predecessors in the library, they initially believed in gods, but later started anew and continued to usurp the authority of gods.
in short.
The actor has no faith. If I have to say one thing, it is strength.
"That's right."
Under the gaze of dozens of people, Lu Li whispered two syllables. He knew that this would cause huge waves in the hearts of the people in front of him, but he didn't care. Instead, he took this opportunity to continue thinking about his words.
Why can such a large-scale holy magic be released easily?
It's impossible for a pie to fall from the sky. If you get such a huge bargain, how will you repay it in the future?
In the past, Lu Li would have been consumed with these issues, pondering over and over again, and various conspiracy theories flooding into his mind.
But people have to grow after all. Since there is a risk, then use it first and use it to maximize benefits. As for when to repay the debt, how to repay it, and in what form, we will talk about it later.
After all, big shots never lack cannon fodder. Only when they become stronger can they have the value of cooperation.
As his thoughts whirled, the Archbishop of Canterbury spoke again. He raised his arm and spread out a fist, with a flaming light group swaying on it.
"Sir, where did you learn your sacred skills? Did I teach the believers?" the Archbishop asked.
"Teach yourself."
"Not even a believer."
Lu Li thought about it for a while and felt that the description was not accurate, so he added: "I once met an important figure in your sect and talked with him in a dream, and later he gained the ability to summon the Holy Light."
Detecting lies is one of the most basic divine arts, and even low-level clergy can do it, not to mention the archbishop. Once he uses this sacred spell, no one in the world can hide it.
The bishops at the rear were suspicious of Lu Li's statement. The so-called big man could only be the omniscient and omnipotent God. God is willing to talk to a person who has no faith?
What a joke!
These humble servants serve God day and night, dedicate everything to Him, and exchange piety for a little bit of divine power.
And the man in front of him is not a believer. Why would God give him power far beyond the world?
However, the polygraph magic showed that Lu Li was not lying, because once someone lies, the light group will change from pure white to dark black. If the color is light gray, it means that the words are generally credible, but there are still doubts.
White and bright!
Lu Li's words passed the examination.
The Archbishop did not question the above statement. He believed in himself and the holy light that suddenly bloomed just now.
"Do you believe in any other denomination?"
There are many people who believe in the Lord. Regardless of those ugly and twisted evil sects, there are still many branches. Everyone is conscientious and plays the role of shepherd, urging people to do good. However, because they cannot reach unity on certain issues, The family had to be separated.
Under the attention of everyone, Lu Li shook his head and said frankly: "I am a pragmatist. If I have to find one thing to believe in, it is strength."
In front of a group of bishops who are well versed in the Bible, pretending to be a clergyman is a fool's errand, because his knowledge of Christ is limited to a few short stories, such as:
Moses parted the sea.
And it's not the original text, it's a vernacular story translated into modern language.
The light group used for lie detection is still white.
Lu Li passed the verification again, but several bishops with radical personalities were reluctant to accept it. They felt it was extremely absurd.
However, no one can hide from the Archbishop of Canterbury, unless they have extremely strong mental strength to offset the divine power of detecting lies.
Who in the secular world can do this?
Because of this, some people had dissatisfaction flowing in their hearts, but as the archbishop looked over, all those negative emotions were cut away.
No one would reject a man who could release holy magic at will, even if he didn't have a shred of faith.
Furthermore, these powers come from the Lord, and no one can steal divine power without permission.
After thinking about this, the radical bishops' eyes became kind. They regarded Lu Li as auspicious and came to spread the will of independence.
Don’t understand the scriptures? It doesn't matter, anyway, these can be made up for through acquired learning.
"Your Excellency, do you need to perform any rituals to release the Holy Light Technique? I can do it to the same level as just now, but you have to prepare a lot of things in advance."
Since Lu Li was not a member of the church and did not believe in God, the Archbishop of Canterbury did not address him by any internal title, but only used "Your Excellency" to show respect.
"There's no need for a ceremony, just casually reciting a paragraph." Lu Li told the truth.
The white light ball became the best assist tool, and no one questioned the authenticity of Lu Li's words. Because of this, it made people feel surprised and incredible, and made the bishops awed by the unknown.
No preparation is required, just say it casually and you can release a holy technique of terrifying scale...
Even the Archbishop, who had calculated the exact time of the spiritual tide's return and could glimpse a corner of the future, felt that the world was getting crazier.
In order to increase his persuasion, Lu Li decided to give an impromptu performance to the group of bishops in person.
Frankly speaking, there has never been such a paradoxical scene in the world. A group of bishop-level dignitaries gathered around an Easterner who did not understand any scriptures to search for true knowledge.
"Can you introduce to me some of the magical arts that your religion uses to drive away evil and protect justice?"
Lu Li had a smile on his face.
Taking advantage of his own advantages and using all kinds of magical spells for free, it was perfect.
The Archbishop of Canterbury didn't mind being prostituted for free. He was very much looking forward to what surprises the young man in front of him would bring to him.
So he began to speak orally. Since he did not add any divine power, no visions appeared. He simply taught the spells, like a tutor teaching a child who is learning to speak.
"This is a sacred spell recorded in the Book of Psalms. It can bring wealth, luck, and temporary but powerful protection to oneself."
"Thou hast been a shelter for me, and a strong tower from the enemy.
I will abide in Thy tabernacle forever, I will trust in the covert of Thy wings.
(You are my refuge, my solid tower against foreign enemies. I will remain devoutly under your chapel all my life, forever believing in the hidden power of your wings.)"
Even if Lu Li passed the lie detection test, the stakes were so high that the Archbishop of Canterbury had to rule out the possibility of one in 10,000,000.
After teaching a spell, he did not stop and continued: "Nowadays, various strange existences that live in the hearts of people are appearing one after another. They like to lie dormant in the dark night..."
Lu Li listened very carefully.
Make bricks without straw.
With the help of mysterious power, he can do whatever he says, but he has to know how to open it, right?
Just like the first holy technique that Lu Li mastered, it could calm people and restore trauma. If he didn't use it by accident, he would have no idea of its specific effects.
This was even more true just now. If he had known that it would cause such a big noise, Lu Li would never have been able to release it at will.
Although the first group of people attracted here were a group of senior clergy, there must be dark creatures eyeing this place.
After all, there are only a few weak chickens like Devil Dogs who can be killed at will, and the main theme of the exam has never changed:
Trembling, struggling, dying.
Of course, the soldiers will come to block the water and the earth will cover it up. The most important thing at the moment is the magic of white whoring.
"So, if you are walking in the dark and are attacked by strange creatures, you can use the strongest shield to resist. If you are surrounded by mountains, the blessing you will receive will be even more powerful."
The old man did not hide anything and said directly:
"The mantra is: I will cast my sights on the mountains in the distance, and the power to help me will come from the mountains."
After finishing speaking, the contemporary Archbishop of Canterbury glanced at the unlucky coachman lying on the ground in ragged clothes, pushed up his tortoiseshell glasses, and said in a deep voice:
"If you want to save the cursed people, there is no need to use that kind of grand magic."
"Of course, maybe for you, this doesn't take much physical effort."
Having said this, the old man shook his head. As the bishop with the most believers in the world and the most devout servant of the Lord, he has no intention of comparison. He just wants to be a teacher and give a reminder.
"You say."
I have many skills but I don’t feel overwhelmed. Isn’t it nice to have one more skill for free?
Therefore, Lu Li humbly asked the Archbishop for advice.
“Place your hand on the chest of the one in need of rescue and chant: My Lord, please lift up a shield for me and drive away the pain from my mind with my glory.”
"If you don't do this and just chant the mantra, the chanter himself will receive positive blessings."
Psalms have many functions: they can help people absolve themselves of sin, enable them to achieve business success, help babies come into the world safely, and protect themselves and others from evil.
However, the archbishop was unwilling to teach them for the time being. He felt that the three magical spells were enough. When Lu Li could successfully cast them, we could discuss the follow-up.
Seeing this, Lu Li didn't get entangled.
"I will set my sights on the distant mountains, and the power to help me will come from them."
A low groan sounded.
Lu Li read out the shortest sentence, and instantly, the white holy flame enveloped him, like a pet that pleases its owner, jumping up and down, showing full vitality.
Success?
Some people shouted in their hearts that it was not that the bishop lacked determination and had too little knowledge. In fact, it was precisely because he knew so much that he was shocked by Lu Li's understatement.
According to the procedure, when reciting this psalm, you must cast your sight to a place with mountains in the distance, and Lu Li looked at the Archbishop——
He has fair hair and a smooth face, which has nothing to do with the ravines.
The most important thing is that Lu Li said it without emotion, and this completely subverted the perception!
The choir is a singing fellowship dedicated to praising God. They use singing to borrow divine power, and so do the bishops.
Only Lu Li, an outlier, could release the technique to this extent by just saying a few words:
At this moment, several bishops who were relatively close could not bear the burning of the holy flames and raised their protective shields.
"Your Excellency has not received systematic study, but you can release the holy magic to this extent. It is a miracle."
The Archbishop of Canterbury calmed down and praised him. After witnessing the whole process, he felt that there was no need to release the remaining two magic spells. Doing so was simply a waste of precious time.
"Are you willing to go to St. Paul's Cathedral? There is the most complete holy book in the world, recording countless sacred arts..."
"I believe that after a period of self-study, you will definitely gain something and master powerful magic that even I have never heard of."
According to Lu Li's previous statement, he is a person who pursues power. Therefore, the Archbishop of Canterbury prescribed the right medicine, hoping to use this method to gradually bring him closer to his side.
Unfortunately, Lu Li, who had just gained a new kind of power, his mind immediately became active. He immediately thought of Officer Wensley, Miss Meacham, and the disappeared corner cafe.
We have to find a way to get the situation back.
So, Lu Li told the Archbishop of Canterbury about his experience. Isn't this kind old man a ready-made tool?
He is older, knows more, and has a higher status. He must know secrets that ordinary people have never heard.
Frankly speaking, before there was no problem with Coachman Jack, Lu Li planned to confirm Wensley's situation first. If he really needed to carry out rescue, he would ask Holmes for help. He was knowledgeable and should be able to provide help——
Without Pan Ming's participation, there is a high probability that Holmes would not refuse to cooperate in the investigation.
