Bishops and rulers shouted loudly: "Oh, Lord, it is not our fault that our construction is greater than any other era; look at our country, your image is everywhere, supreme and unique."
“Our task is difficult—to maintain your world forever with sword and fire, and to guard your sheep with steel rods so that they remain as you left them.”
Christ found a craftsman, a man with a drooping forehead, shocked and haggard, and a lost girl with thin fingers crushed by her petty desires and petty sins.
She stood among them, and they pulled up the hems of her clothes to avoid soiling her. "Oh, come here," said Christ, "the image you have made for me is over here."
The Archbishop of Canterbury woke up from a nightmare. He dreamed of his father in heaven. He dreamed of the above scene, and his heart was horrified.
Long before the revival of the spiritual tide, he successfully entered the transcendent realm. At that time, he was only six years old. By chance, the previous Archbishop of Canterbury inspected the seminary, and he just recited a long line of poetry and successfully summoned the holy flame.
"What a pious and good boy." The old man stroked the top of his head.
Immediately afterwards, care came in from all sides. Whether it was a priest or a cardinal, they were all generous with their words of praise.
Miracle!
Divine magic genius!
The divine revelation sent by God in the dark!
With all the names attached to his head, he was like a legendary sage destined to spread the gospel in the world. Because of this, he was established as the next Archbishop of Canterbury early and received various trainings.
Unfortunately, those otherworldly teachers were not familiar with politics, and they did not teach him how to change such a huge gap between rich and poor.
If the worker leaders were here, they would definitely give the answer, but the archbishop may not necessarily agree with it in his heart. His thinking is limited to moderation, and he does his best to avoid bloodshed.
It can be seen from the behavior of this old man that he relies on the Anglican Church to establish various welfare organizations, distribute money to the poor, provide shelter, provide relevant training to children who are helpless or whose families are in difficulty, and help save money .
But these were far from enough. Just when he closed his eyes to rest, he dreamed of eight million mouths that had not been fed, and sixteen million refugees who did not even have enough clothes to wear and no place to live.
In this case, Christ came to earth and declared that all rulers were guilty. The queen and a representative tried to excuse themselves, and then began to take credit for themselves. They claimed to have built countless churches and sent missionaries to spread the faith throughout the world.
However, the Lord called a man in ragged clothes and a poor girl and said: Here is the image you have created for me.
Recalling this, the Archbishop of Canterbury got up from the sofa. He was going to the confessional.
The call from the attendant made him stop, because Lu Li came over, bringing with him a faceless monster.
"I'm waiting for you here, so I won't go in."
Outside the church, Holmes pointed to a small restaurant not far away, saying that he did not want to have any contact with church people.
Hearing this, Lu Li didn't force himself.
Under the guidance of a Templar, he walked towards the interior of the cathedral.
Now, the sun has set, and the believers who were originally gathered here have left one after another. They took various magical instruments and went home to wait quietly for the next dawn. The church was extremely empty, with only the smooth floor reflecting the candlelight.
"Hehe."
The empty ghost made a strange cry. Its intelligence was really limited and it didn't realize how dangerous this place was.
Of course, Lu Li didn't understand what this guy was talking about, so he dragged him forward like a dog.
Top balcony.
The Archbishop of Canterbury, who was wearing a brown clerical uniform, slowly opened his eyes, revealing a patch of light blue.
When Lu Li came in, he made a simple confession——
Close your eyes tightly, clasp your hands together and rest your chin.
Compared to the past, the Archbishop's outfit was much simpler. He raised his eyes to look at Lu Li who was climbing up the stairs. His eyes paused slightly on Kong Gui and said in a gentle tone:
"What's the problem, kid?"
"As you can see."
Lu Li shook the monster in his hand and recounted his experiences, especially the dark latitude. He told everything he saw and heard, as well as his guesses, in order to get answers.
"Void Ghost, also known as cruel malevolence, plane jumper."
"They come from a lower dimension. In an ancient book, that place is described as 'a long, dark gray plain that often oozes fluid, and is almost filled with smoke'..."
As the Archbishop of Canterbury whispered, the empty ghost kept twisting its body and tried to leave, but it was completely useless.
The entire church is blessed with divine magic, and the surrounding space is as stable as a mountain.
Beside him, Lu Li hit Kong Gui hard on the head, and soon, it became calm.
The two continued to communicate.
According to the Archbishop, Konggui can summon humans to other world latitudes through some kind of spell or sheer willpower.
There, humans will feel as if their bodies are sinking into gray ooze, and the void ghosts will take the opportunity to devour the thoughts and souls of their prey.
"So... that world full of despair is just the habitat of empty ghosts?"
Lu Li looked surprised, a little unable to accept this result. In his opinion, the combat power shown by Konggui had nothing to do with the concept of opening up the world. This kind of monster was just a borrowing at best.
"I never said anything like that."
The Archbishop of Canterbury shook his head. His opinion was similar to Lu Li's. "The book didn't use much space to introduce Konggui. It simply stated its origin and abilities, and it didn't describe the reverse world you mentioned in detail."
"However, since Konggui is also known as a plane jumper, it must be connected to multiple latitudes..."
In the end, Lu Li understood what the Archbishop meant, and believing in the letter was worse than having no letter at all.
There is no evidence to show what is hidden in the counter-world. Maybe the empty ghost in front of him just stumbled into the counter-world and chose the counter-world as a hunting space. Lu Li was lucky enough to use the apartment as a node to successfully enter it.
"Can you lend me some more powerful holy weapons? It would be best if they have sealing properties."
For some reason, Lu Li felt his face getting thicker and thicker, so he asked the Archbishop for equipment.
However, there was nothing he could do.
It’s impossible to explore an unknown land without having a trump card in your hand. Of course, this has nothing to do with being timid, it can only be said to be steady.
At the same time, the Archbishop of Canterbury, who was silent for a moment, nodded. The Anglican Church is the spokesperson of God in the world, and it naturally has to do good things. Otherwise, how could he have agreed to hand over the Eternal Cabinet to Officer Wensley before.
"Please wait here."
"Okay, Archbishop." The first smile of the day appeared on Lu Li's face, "You are such a generous person!"
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