Gods shouldn't sign favors.
In any case, Annalynne helped Søren and Vivian when they were at their weakest. So this time Søren came here to find out what was on his mind.
Because with the end of the Avatar Crisis, Søren would eventually return to the Kingdom of God.
Once he returned to the Kingdom of God, Søren would naturally not be able to walk around the mortal world as he did now, so it was better to deal with some things as soon as possible.
Annalynne had adopted about twenty or thirty children. Compared to the past, the girl's face was less beautiful and more determined. In fact, Soran admired her behavior a little. An Yali could be said to be a very good girl to be able to persist in her beliefs and adopt so many orphans in this cannibalistic era of the Avatar Crisis. With her beliefs, she believed that most gods would not refuse her, so Søren just took the initiative. When the other gods didn't pay attention to her, she took advantage of her original relationship to extend an olive branch first.
With a little bit of divine brilliance.
Søren gently waved his hand, and the wound on Annalynne's body disappeared.
He smiled slightly, then suddenly turned his head and frowned as he looked outside the temple. He whispered, "Are you in trouble?"
Several mercenaries with unfriendly expressions were approaching.
The leader was a middle-aged man with an unruly expression. He should be a high-grade professional. He had a heavy sword hanging on his back. Next to him should be his teammates. They all had a murderous aura.
Obviously, they were people who had seen blood all year round.
"Boss!"
"That little bitch still refuses to obey you! This time we must teach her a lesson. Does she still think she's the priest of the Church of Dawn? "
"The King of Dawn is dead."
"She can't even cast a single divine spell now. I saw her follow Kata and the others to encircle the Gnolls yesterday. She was fighting like a warrior."
The one who spoke was a hook-nosed Rogue.
Søren's perception had already covered a range of hundreds of meters, so the others didn't hear what he said, but Søren immediately understood what happened.
Obviously.
When a person, especially a woman, fell into the dust from a glamorous place, all kinds of monsters would come out. Amber City had always been a place of gray areas. Even when Søren was still here, there were many gray organizations in Amber City. Now, it was clear that someone had set their sights on Annalynne. She was a priest who had lost the protection of her God and could no longer cast Divine Arts.
She was young and beautiful.
He used to be a high ranking Cleric in Amber City, and his status in the city was not low.
With such an identity and such an appearance, who knew how many jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards had been eyeing them covetously when they had fallen to their lowest point. And the group in front of them was undoubtedly the first to make a move.
"I heard that there's a pretty little girl by her side."
"Hehe."
"Boss, when we take her down, leave the little girl to us."
The one who spoke was another warrior. As if he had thought of something, he could not help but chuckle.
Søren narrowed his eyes slightly. To be honest, he was not angry because the Avatar Crisis had already destroyed all order. It was normal for such a thing to happen. The same thing was happening in many places. That was why he was so obsessed with the order of Mordor City. Only order could maintain the existence of law and deter these evil people.
The sound of footsteps sounded outside the temple.
At this time, other people also noticed that outsiders were approaching. The orphan adopted by Annalynne hid behind with some fear.
When she saw these people, Annalynne's expression also became ugly. It seemed that it was not the first time these people had troubled her.
"Little … …"
The hook-nosed Rogue walked over arrogantly. He seemed to want to swear, but when he saw Annalynne's cold eyes, he swallowed it back. After all, she was a priest who presided over a temple. She still had the pressure of the past, and her momentum still suppressed the other party.
However, what followed was the hook-nosed man's embarrassment and anger.
"Do you still think you're a high and mighty priest? It's best if you know what's good for you … … Hmph … … Otherwise! … … "
Only then did the hook-nosed man notice the existence of outsiders.
Søren and Vivian's level suppressed them too much. Unless they saw it with their own eyes, they would not be able to perceive the existence of the two of them. After seeing Søren and Vivian, these people in front of them were obviously a little surprised, but the difference in strength was too big to see the difference, so they seemed to be fearless.
"Sister Annalynne!"
"Are they looking for trouble with you?"
Vivian tilted her head and walked to Annalynne's side, then held her slender hand.
The little girl spoke with a murderous aura.
However, Søren didn't want Vivian to do it, because she was still too young, and it was not good for her to have a murderous aura.
He glanced at the person in front of him, and then frowned.
Because the Rogue still had the emblem of his church on his chest. The hook-nosed Rogue in front of him was a believer who served him.
Well.
It was inevitable that a new church would have good and bad people.
Annalynne also seemed to see the emblem, and then her expression became a little playful. She quietly took a step back, intending to leave the matter to Søren. Because in this case, Søren seemed to really need to take care of it.
— — "Group Human Immobilization!"
Søren looked down at the group of people in front of him and waved his hand to cast a Group Immobilization spell.
This time.
These people in front of him finally realized that something was wrong. Because they couldn't move at all now.
There was no need to waste time with these mortals.
Søren slowly came in front of them and whispered, "Who told you to do this?"
The middle-aged man in the lead looked frightened and stuttered, "I! … … "
Finger of Death.
The corpse that completely lost its vitality fell down, and Søren turned to look at the second person.
"I'll talk! … … I'll talk! It's Sir Henry! He was once scolded by Miss Annalynne, so he has been holding a grudge! Let's find trouble with Miss Annalynne! " The second mercenary immediately knelt down and told him everything he knew.
Søren's expression was calm, and with a wave of his hand, another corpse fell down.
He mercilessly erased the lives of these people, and finally he came in front of the hook-nosed Rogue.
Then, Søren slowly took off his hood.
"My … My Lord! … … "
The hook-nosed Rogue was frightened in an instant. His whole body was paralyzed in place, his face was ashen, and his whole person was full of despair.
He had seen Søren's statue before.
And when Søren no longer hid his power, he instantly knew the identity of Søren. He was the God he believed in and served.
Then, he was so scared that he peed his pants.
God!
He actually offended the True God he served! As a Rogue, he actually offended the Master of Shadows, the True God of Rogues!
"Kill yourself."
Søren looked down at the Rogue in front of him with a cold expression and said slowly: "After entering the Kingdom of God, you will serve 100 years of hard labor. After your sentence is over, I will give you a chance to start anew."
Despair.
Endless despair.
The Rogue in front of him almost didn't dare to imagine his fate, but after hearing Søren's words, a glimmer of light burst out of his eyes.
"My Lord! … … "
After knowing that he still had a chance to enter the Kingdom of God, the Rogue in front of him knelt down with a humble expression. He respectfully knelt down in front of Søren, then pulled out the curved sword at his waist and stabbed his own heart without hesitation. The approaching death made his body twitch, but he still used the last of his strength to maintain his kneeling position.
A little bit of gray light appeared.
Søren spread out his palm and collected the soul of the believer in front of him. It was a gray soul with a bloody light, and it must have done a lot of evil things in its life.
"Purify!"
A little bit of light appeared and turned the soul in front of him into a white shadow. Then Søren waved his hand and sent it into the Kingdom of God.
No matter what he did, he had now paid the price.
Søren meant what he said. As long as he served 100 years of hard labor, he would treat the soul of the believer as an equal.
… …
(PS: Second Update.)
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