Why did Shyamala fall in the first place? Because he was too obsessed with pure light, he tried to steal Ange's power, but unfortunately he couldn't.
Pure light is not only her obsession and pursuit, but also her correct understanding of light. Light should be like this.
Why is your light so full of impurities? Why is your light so filthy?
It's okay if there is no comparison, but there is clearly pure light, why are you so impure? Are you turning your back on the light?
The above is a true portrayal of Xia Mara's heart when she fell. If there is no comparison, there will be no harm.
Therefore, her feelings towards Ange have always been quite contradictory. There is the light in Ange that she pursues, which makes her want to get close to him, but the voice in her heart warns her not to do stupid things.
If you can’t rob, what else can you do? Give a gift?
Shyamala smiled bitterly and brought over the bag of the Holy Shroud she was dragging: "I had a hunch in my heart that if I come here now, something good will happen. I thought I couldn't come empty-handed, so I brought some gifts. Come to think of it, the gifts haven’t even been sent out yet, so good things are coming.”
"So, it doesn't matter whether you give her a gift or not, but it's a good thing. Ange, why did you touch her head?" Negris asked with confusion and curiosity.
This vegetable gardening skeleton rarely did anything other than plant things. The little angel had to circle around him and jump around for a long time before he reluctantly touched its head. This time he actually took the initiative to do so. Shyamala's head?
Ange tilted his head and was a little confused. He just felt that he should touch it, so he did it. How could there be so many reasons?
Seeing his expression like this, Nigris knew that there was nothing he could ask from Ange. This piece of shit was a skeleton, and he often didn't know why he did things.
Except for the clear goal of planting things, everything else was hazy, but the results were all good. It was like Goddess of Luck knocked on the door in the middle of the night - he was so lucky.
Having no other choice, Nigris had no choice but to turn to Shyamala and ask: "What about you? How do you feel? Does pure light change you in any way?"
"Oh." Xia Mara closed her eyes, sensed it, then spread out her left hand, and a black ball of light appeared in her palm. She opened her right hand again, and a ball of holy light appeared in her palm.
"Huh? You can use the Holy Light again?" Nigris was surprised.
The power of corruption is highly polluting, and all holy light that comes into contact with it will be polluted into the power of corruption. Therefore, after the fall, Shyamala will no longer be able to use the holy light.
But now, the ball of light in his right hand has regained its former holiness.
Xia Mara shook her head, tightened her left hand, and saw the black ball of light soaring, as if the black inside was sucked away, and the ball of light became holy.
Then she tightened her right hand, and the holy light ball turned black. If someone closed their eyes at this time, they would probably think that she quickly changed her hand.
But Nigris and Duroken saw the clues: "Is it the conversion of two powers?"
The power of corruption and the power of holy light can be converted at will, so wouldn't Shamala be able to pretend to be a saint?
Xia Mara nodded, and then slowly brought the fallen light ball in her right hand and the holy light ball in her left hand together.
Two forces with different attributes will either pollute each other, or repel each other, or...
"Merge?" I saw two light groups, one black and one white, merging into one gray-white light group.
Shyamala took the gray light ball back into her body, then stretched out a little finger to condense a little light, then walked over to Luther and poked him on the arm.
"Ouch." Luther hugged his arm and screamed in pain, and a finger-sized burn appeared on his arm.
Then she ran to the little angel and poked it with her finger. The little angel's arm was immediately covered with a layer of holy light, blocking her finger. However, the place where the holy light touched her finger also started to smoke.
Finally, Ange took out the little zombie and poked it with her finger, but it still produced smoke.
Only then did Nigris and Duroken's expressions become solemn: "Is there additional damage to immortality and the Holy Spirit?"
Shyamala nodded, and then repeated the previous steps. She poked Luther and the little zombie with her fingers respectively. When she wanted to poke the little angel, she was punched in the eye socket and missed.
But that's no longer needed, since neither Luther nor the baby zombies are smoking.
"Hiss, the power that changes according to your will? Add whatever damage you want to add? If you don't want to add it, don't add it. Can you switch at any time?" Nigris gasped.
Shyamala nodded.
Luther couldn't help but folded his arms and shouted: "Then why do I feel so much pain? I am not immortal, nor am I the Holy Spirit."
Nigris said angrily: "It was your own harm, you were burned."
If an arrow hits an immortal or a holy spirit, it will cause additional damage, but if it hits a living person, it will be an arrow wound.
Luther suddenly realized: "I understand, it hurts anyone who cuts me. It's so unfair."
After some research, I finally figured out Xia Mara's situation. Now there are two powers coexisting in her body, one is the power of corruption and the other is the power of holy light. The two can transform into each other.
And you can add additional damage to undead creatures and holy spirits, but you can also not add it, just do whatever you want.
After figuring it out, Nigris couldn't help but sigh: "This is a great benefit for you."
"So... so I'm here to give you a gift. I caught it on the road." Xia Mara also felt that she had made a lot of money. She said with some embarrassment and quickly gestured with the bag she had brought.
The bag had been opened just now, and a small opening was propped up. There was something inside that peeked out secretly. When everyone's eyes turned around, he quickly opened the bag.
The bag was opened, revealing the sad and angry face of the Goddess of Redemption: "I have run far away. I was not the one who came here. I was captured."
…
"Tell me, tell me, why are you arresting her? Isn't it to cause trouble for us? How are we going to deal with her now?" Nigris looked at the Goddess of Redemption with a headache and complained to Shamara.
The Goddess of Redemption had given up on herself a little, and she didn't make any noise or fuss. She just stared angrily at the Archangel's Staff in the little angel's hand, which was her collection.
Of course the little angel would not give it back to her, and he angrily put the stick behind him, ready to punch her in the eye at any time.
The two guys stared at each other like this and were about to fight.
Xia Mara was so embarrassed. She was originally planning to give a gift, but she didn’t expect that what she was giving was a trouble:
"I met her on the road. She is hiding in a small town. She doesn't know how to farm or wash clothes. Her life is worse than mine. She can only occasionally treat illnesses and save people quietly to earn some living expenses."
"Some time ago, the church issued an order to arrest witches, so she was reported. When I met her, she had just hammered those who went to arrest her to death. When I saw it, hey, it was the goddess of salvation. ? Just in time, I couldn’t come to the door empty-handed, so I caught her.”
Nigris said angrily: "Why did you capture her? It was Luna who did it, right? Isn't it, Luna?"
The holy armor on Xia Mara made a voice: "It is...the God of Knowledge."
"What should we do now? It was Ange who kicked her away in the first place, and now you have brought her back, how will we place her?" Nigris said angrily.
Xhamala and Luna felt uncomfortable hearing this, and could only laugh apologetically: "Zobada, you even despise the goddess as a gift, so we can't talk today."
It’s not that Nigris disliked her, but that she really didn’t know how to place her. The goddess of redemption was already very obedient. After being driven away, she hid in a small town and managed to survive being regarded as a witch. She didn’t violate the original agreement with Ange at all. Agreement.
Of course Ange couldn't kill her, but how to place her? No matter where she is placed, she is an unstable factor, and she seems to be giving up on herself now, and she actually got into trouble with the little angel.
The Goddess of Redemption was also very aggrieved. She hid in a small town and treated diseases and saved people in exchange for some pocket money, but she still got caught? Anyway, I can't hide anywhere I go, so I might as well stop hiding. That Archangel's Staff is mine, come back!
Finally, before they could fight, Shyamala stepped forward and dragged the Redemption Goddess away.
"Let me go, let me go, that archangel's staff is mine, let me take it back." The goddess of salvation struggled.
Xia Mara whispered: "You should use a little force, I didn't even pull you hard."
The Goddess of Redemption whispered: "I, I will use a little more force, and you will tighten me."
Just like that, she was dragged away "reluctantly". When Ange and the others were out of sight, Xia Mara let go of her: "What now? Where are you going? Shall I see you off?"
The Goddess of Redemption said blankly: "I don't know. I hid in such a remote town and you found me. Are you a kobold?"
"Why not go to the church?" Xia Mara asked puzzledly. If she went to the church, as the goddess of salvation, there would be a bunch of people protecting her, so why would she need to secretly treat illnesses and save people?
Upon hearing the word Holy Court, the Goddess of Redemption shook her head like a windmill: "No, no, no, absolutely can't go. I am the Goddess of Redemption. Do you know where the despair I feel the most comes from? It's in the Holy Court. .”
The words of salvation made Xia Mara silent. She knew what the Goddess of Redemption was referring to. There were many priests in the church. The training of priests started at a young age, and the process was also very cruel. From the soul to the will, everything was erased. nature.
In this process, what you feel the most is despair, because you can't even give up. Giving up means giving up your faith, which is okay. You have to either be locked up in a dark room or be burned on the rack.
Every year, the number of people who die or go crazy because they can't bear the training can be counted on two hands.
But no one pays attention to the mental health of these children. Instead, they think it is a necessary exercise. If they survive, they will become God's strongest believers.
If it were other gods, they wouldn't actually care about this. As long as they had followers who could spread their faith, it didn't matter how they came.
But the Goddess of Redemption is different. She is originally responsible for love and redemption. All despair and pain will eventually be fed back to her. If she could, she would have smashed the church long ago, how could she go back.
Xia Mara was only selected as a saint when she was a teenager. In fact, she did not experience the most cruel stage. However, despite this, her character was also very extreme and extreme. It is conceivable how desperate the environment in the church was. and depression.
"Then you should follow us, or else you won't be able to afford clothes and have holes in your bed," said Shyamala.
Redemption shyly covered his armpits and said stiffly: "I just don't want to use my divine power, otherwise my clothes won't be the same every day."
"It's okay if you have money. Look, black stockings?" As soon as she mentioned clothes, Xia Mara became interested. She opened her holy armor and pulled out her tube top.
"Hey, it's lace, what kind of material is it?" the Goddess of Redemption said in surprise.
"It's made of silk. Lisa said it's black lace edge-locked anti-odor, sweat-wicking, immune silk electrostatic adsorption underwear, produced by Meishencheng. It's very expensive." Shamalala pulled away a little.
"Wow!" The goddess of redemption exclaimed like a little girl who had never seen the world.
So, when Ange and his party left, they saw two guys on the side of the road taking each other's bras off and looking at them.
…
Back at Zhuilong Lake, all the grain by the lake has been harvested and is being bagged and shipped out as quickly as possible.
Bulk transportation of grain has never been an easy task. In many cases, famine is caused by insufficient transportation capacity.
There is a bumper harvest in the north and drought in the south, but food cannot be transported there, or it is too expensive and unprofitable to transport food there, so food cannot be bought in the south.
At this time, a strong organization is needed to solve the problem without considering cost, such as Anthony.
If this were not the case, Anthony actually did not want to fall out with Guliani so quickly. Of course, taking into account Dyson's situation, if he did not fall out, Dyson would soon be exposed.
Many factors prompted him to take this step. What he needs to do now is to continue to consolidate the foundation of victory.
This may take a long time. Anthony was already too busy and did not follow him this time.
Those who had work to do dispersed, leaving only a few Ange angel zombies. They rode on lightning and flew to the island in the middle of the lake. The recording stone pillar was moved there because during the recording process, Ange discovered a loophole. .
"You can still find loopholes? You have never found anything else. Why can you find everything when you plant things?" Nigris complained angrily: "What loopholes? Tell me."
Angle said: "Within range, outside range, it doesn't remember."
As soon as Ange explained, Negris understood that, for example, the recording stone pillar records the growth of crops within the scope of three thousand acres. If the factors that affect growth exceed the scope of three thousand acres, then it cannot record it.
What factors, beyond the scope of 3,000 acres, can affect crop growth?
If someone casts some special birth-inducing magic upwind, or casts magic in the air on a rainy day and lets the magic fall with the rain, the effect of cheating may be achieved.
"Are you saying that someone might use cheating methods to hide the record from the stone pillar, so that the grain output exceeds ours?" Nigris was shocked.
If it were in the past, if it was exceeded, it would be exceeded. Ange might have to learn how others grow.
But this time it is best to win the championship, because the appeal of the championship is not at the same level as the second place, which is not good for promoting new grain varieties.
If it is still through cheating, the grains produced will be meaningless because they have no promotion value.
While they were talking, on a certain piece of fertile black land, several owls whispered in the air: "Teacher, do you really want to do this? If the conference finds out, our reputation will be ruined."
The owl who was called the teacher said: "Don't forget, the highest record in the school's simulation circle is one thousand three hundred and twenty kilograms. If we can't exceed this number, we will probably lose. Then there will be What reputation?"
