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40. You can go.
After hearing the old bishop's description, Gallo nodded and asked curiously:
"but isn't it a tree? Why Eaz's kid again? Did he give birth to a tree? "
"I remember Eaz was in the shape of a person? Is this guy's father a tree? "
"Wow, this taste is too strong."
Listening to Gallo's nonsense, the old bishop said helplessly:
"the offspring and reproduction of the gods are not what you think."
"Don't speculate on them with the human mind."
Gallo nodded and sighed again:
"it seems to be using the same means of mitosis and single-cell reproduction, isn't it? Is this the power of evil gods? "
"Why? Why do I know these two nouns that have no meaning at all? "
With that, he followed up with the question:
"so what are we going to do next? Can you tell their lair through this dagger? "
"of course not!"
The old bishop waved his hand and said sternly:
"it bears the mark of the tree of Moros, and the act of divination will only point to it, and it is very dangerous and easy to attract its attention."
"what are we going to do? We can't let it go "
"of course it doesn't count. Isn't there this?"
The old bishop smiled and took out the little purple flower.
Then, he assumed a posture of divination on the table, crushed the purple flower into crumbs, kept asking questions in his mouth, and scattered the crumbs randomly on the map.
It was obviously scattered at random, but the crumbs drew a circle on the edge of the map, marking a position.
It is a farm outside the city.
A kind smile appeared on Gallo's face.
"Let's get rid of those bodies first."
The old bishop said quickly.
Gallo nodded and went back to the backyard.
Although the other party is a cult, but this matter can not find the sheriff, or even dare not make public, can only quietly destroy the body.
Fortunately, Gallo does not lack the means to destroy the body.
He first drove the kitten and Amia back to the church, closed the backyard door, and pinched a few handprints.
Then, he closed his eyes and rubbed his face with his hands like a kitten washing his face.
At last he whispered the revised prayer:
"my pain is still above you!"
His eyes flung open and looked at the three corpses.
The three bodies immediately vacated a mass of milky fire, and gradually spread into a blazing flame, and instantly burned the body to the point where there was no residue left.
This is the sixth order of punishment for divine technique: Purge the flame of sin.
Because it is troublesome to start, and you have to close your eyes, it is very difficult to use it in actual combat, so Gallo does not like to use it very much.
However, this sacred flame burns, smokeless, tasteless and dustless, green, healthy and environmentally friendly, which is quite suitable for this kind of time.
After he finished, he started today's cultivation as if nothing had happened.
In the afternoon, Gallo closed the church early, carried a parcel on his back, got into a donkey cart and swung slowly out of the city.
Many people whose families are outside the city but work in the city will also go out of the city and go home at this time. Gallo mingled among them and naturally left the city.
Towards dusk, he arrived in a hidden grove outside the farm. after hiding the donkey cart, he climbed a big tree and exercised the divine technique that made his eyes shine like a flashlight: insight .
This divine technique can not only illuminate at night, but also detect hidden evils.
In Gallo's view, the whole farm was green, and all the people who came to play there were green.
It's full of heretics! There are more than a hundred people!
"how filthy, how evil!"
Gallo couldn't help scolding.
It is not uncommon in this world for the whole village to believe in cults together.This is not only convenient to spread and lax supervision, but also allows villagers to hide and supervise each other, so it is very difficult to expose, and it is indeed very suitable for cults to take root.
It's just that Gallo didn't expect that what he originally thought was the kind of cult that was quite high-end this time, but in the end it was still a bunch of thief who were hiding in the countryside.
"it seems that they must have pleased the tree in some way, and that's how it developed, didn't it?"
He speculated to himself.
Gallo jumped out of the tree, stretched out his hands, compared the shape of a picture frame, framed the farm, and kept adjusting the distance until the farm was the right size, looking as if he wanted to take a picture.
But then he broke another branch, spent two straight lines on the ground, filled in a few numbers, wrote and calculated for a long time, followed by a parabola.
Finally, he drew two horizontal lines heavily on the ground, stood there and looked for a long time, then nodded and muttered:
"it should be something like that."
The rest of the time, he went to the woods to find some dry wood, lit a fire, threw two potatoes, set up a humble tent, and waited patiently for the potatoes be baked.
It was not until it was completely dark that Gallo got up, changed into skull crusher's wardrobe, and walked to the two lines marked earlier, with a complicated handprint in his hand and a whisper of prayers in his mouth:
"I am the sword bone."
"Steel for the body flame for blood, the heart like glass, across countless battlefields without defeat."
As he chanted, a pattern of shimmering silver and non-stop overflowing holiness began to emerge beneath his feet.
This is the highest divine technique, he has ever mastered, known as' 7.5 'and' quasi-eighth', and it is recognized as the most difficult to master the seventh-order divine technique: Sword of Heavenly punishment.
It took Gallo a whole week to learn, which made him wonder if he ate too many potatoes. Why is his talent getting worse and worse?
This divine technique is very complex, even the prayers are very lengthy, even if the Gallo itself has been modified and optimized, it is still difficult to read, and it is impossible to rely on the help of handprints to perform quickly, and it is necessary to prepare for a long time.
So Gallo doesn't like the fact that divine technique, has not been used since he learned it, but he still prefers the kind of simple, rude and effective way to persuade people to do good.
When he finished singing the prayer, the holy pattern under his feet was fully shaped, which looked like a pair of angel wings, and Gallo stood right in the middle of the wings, and if looked down from above, it was a bit like he had a pair of wings.
Gallo did not start in a hurry, but waited patiently until the wing pattern was getting brighter and brighter, as if it were about to burn, he murmured in a low voice:
"it says it's ready to go."
The next, his body turned into a shell and shot away at the farm.