"You also killed an Evil God last time, right? What reward did the Holy Mother give you? "Tyrion turned his gaze to Arya.
Last time, the Evil Gods had split into two teams. One was to lure Qizhuang out to sea, while the other was to ambush Tyrion.
However, such an obvious plan of luring the tiger out of the mountain could not be hidden from the dwarf.
The reason why Varys did not see Qizhuang even after waiting for an entire night was because they had spent the entire night preparing.
Although the strength of the attacking enemy exceeded the dwarf's expectations, causing him and Hound, who were acting as meat shields, to be seriously injured, they were prepared after all. The opportunity created was not wasted by Erya, and she really got the first kill this time.
Arya's wooden expression turned to one of confusion. "It's strange. The Holy Mother actually raised my transfiguration talent by one level. I can now use 'Winter Wolf Howl' like Jon.
However, the Stranger also taught me an even more powerful soul attack, 'Eye of the Death Sickle'. I can borrow the Stranger's divine might to destroy the enemy's will. "
"What's wrong with that? You don't believe in the Seven Gods. The Holy Mother can't possibly grant you divine spells. "Tyrion did not understand.
"Why can the Holy Mother raise my transfiguration talent? To become a transfiguration talent, one must be a believer of the Old Gods. When did you hear about a believer of the Seven Gods becoming a transfiguration talent? "Arya asked.
Tyrion turned to Qizhuang and asked, "She's right. What's going on?"
"The Holy Mother is omnipotent." Qizhuang who knew nothing was still calm.
The dwarf rolled his eyes and said thoughtfully, "Perhaps, while we were away, the Old Gods and the Seven Gods have already merged into one."
"Yes, the Three-Eyed Crow has already converted to the Holy Church," Qizhuang said calmly.
"So, I can also become a transfiguration talent?" The dwarf asked excitedly.
"What reward did the Holy Mother give you?" Arya asked curiously.
"Sigh, don't mention it. The Holy Mother said that all my merits were used to save my aunt Zina," the dwarf said with a sigh.
"Your aunt … is dead?" Arya asked hesitantly.
"Yes, you murdered him in Casterly Rock City." The dwarf's voice was flat and his eyes narrowed, making it impossible to read his true thoughts.
"The Atonement Scroll can only redeem a portion of sins. It seems like Madam Zina has committed quite a lot of sins." Qi Zang pondered.
Erya couldn't help but smile. "The Holy Mother is very fair."
"Your Aunt Zina is in hell?" Hound asked.
"He's in heaven now."
"Then why are you frowning?" Hound was puzzled.
"It's been almost a month since I left the Westeros. How many dangers have I encountered? How many contributions have I made for the Holy Mother, the Church, and the cause of preaching?
But all those merits were only exchanged for a mere 12 merit points. How black-hearted! And the Holy Mother didn't even inform me when she was exchanging merit. "
"That's too much of a bully." The dwarf said resentfully.
"This is the grace of the Virgin Mary, right? A living person earning merit through their own efforts to redeem their loved ones in hell. Is there anything more meaningful than this? "Hound said with emotion.
"If the Holy Mother didn't even inform you and used your merit to redeem your brother, would you still find it meaningful?" The dwarf asked in return.
Hound's stiff face began to contort. He gritted his teeth and said, "If Gregor goes to heaven, I'll go to hell."
"The Holy Mother will only use your merit according to your true wishes." Qi Zang said seriously.
"For example, Tyrion. Why was Madam Zina the first to be redeemed? Don't you want to redeem her, Tyrion? "
Hound's tone faltered. "At least tell me."
"Do you think the Holy Mother only has one believer and needs to discuss everything with you?"
"Shouldn't she tell me when she's using my merit?" Hound raised his voice.
"The Holy Mother uses merit according to your true wishes. It's your true wishes!
It's not the Holy Mother doing whatever she wants.
Just like how the Holy Mother might use your merit to redeem Duke Tywin, but she will never go against your wishes to save Cersei. "Qi Zang emphasized.
Hound waved his hand and said anxiously, "No, no, no, that's what I'm most worried about. You can't save my father."
The way the people looked at him changed.
"No, that's not what I meant." Hound's face turned pale. "Of course I want to save my father, but he's not in hell."
"Tywin can go to heaven? Dream on! "Hound sneered.
"He killed Tywin. He probably doesn't want to redeem him at all. That's why he said such a ridiculous lie." Arya mocked.
Hound was getting more and more anxious. He did not know how to explain.
Should he say that Tywin's father had already turned to dust when his sister built heaven?
Seeing that he could not refute, Qi Zang also advised, "Tywin might not be your father, but he raised you for decades. You must be grateful."
"I … Sigh! You don't have to care about this. " Hound's expression was extremely complicated and conflicted. He looked like a young man who had lost his way in life.
Qi Zang sighed internally. He decided not to persuade him verbally. He would ask the Holy Mother to secretly redeem Tywin during evening prayers to resolve his eldest disciple's guilt after killing his father, as well as his conflicted feelings after knowing the truth of his birth.
Without remorse and regret, his eldest disciple might be able to elevate his soul through self-redemption.
Hmm, I have to keep the matter of asking the Holy Mother to secretly use her eldest disciple's Merit Points to redeem Tywin a secret from him. Otherwise, with his arrogant and awkward personality, he would definitely loudly deny the love and guilt he had for Tywin's father.
After all, it was not easy for adults.
As a master, it was only right for him to silently help his disciple.
.....
"I almost forgot. The Holy Mother has given Varys a Divine Art. Let's go visit him," Qi Zang said.
In the warm bedroom with a burning fireplace and a single bed covered with thick down quilts, the Eight-clawed Spider looked like a corpse waiting to bid farewell to his family and friends.
Qi Zang first patted the fat eunuch's big bald head with a Holy Healing Art, and then called out softly, "Wuneng, Wuneng, we're here to visit you."
Varys opened his eyes in a daze. His eyeballs seemed to be covered in a layer of dust, dim and lifeless.
"I'm so pitiful …" he said.
"I know. We all know." Qi Zang held his cold and rough palm, and said with a sigh, "There is no obstacle in this world that cannot be overcome. Once you've thought it through, tomorrow will be as beautiful as the past.
Actually, you're just lacking in Blood Qi. As long as you pull yourself together, you'll be able to recover soon. Also, we'll always stay in Varys and wait for you to recover. There's no need to be anxious. "
"I can't accept it." Varys's face was covered in tears. "I'm a eunuch. Why did you treat me like that?"
"Don't just think about yourself. Think about Tyrion. He's even more pitiful than you. When he was in Pentos, he was dragged into a latrine, and then … "Qi Zang paused." You saw it yourself. His private parts are like skinned and chewed sugar cane. Also, behind … "
"That's enough. Why are you exposing my shortcomings for no reason?!" Tyrion said angrily.
"Look, Wuneng's condition is much better after hearing this." Qi Zang pointed at the fat eunuch whose eyes were gradually brightening.
"But my condition is much worse," the dwarf said with a depressed expression.
"You've been through a lot. You're already used to it. This is Wuneng's first time. You should be more understanding." Qi Zang sighed.
Then, he probed, "Why don't we leave and leave the two of you here to talk and comfort each other?"
"Hehe …" Arya seemed to have thought of something. Her pale horse face blushed, and she could not help but laugh.
Erya's strange gaze and laughter made the dwarf's scalp tingle. He glared at her, and then turned around and cursed, "F * ck, if you want to comfort him, hurry up and teach him the Holy Mother's Divine Art. It's more practical that way."
"What Divine Art? Is the Holy Mother going to bless me? "Varys's spirit was indeed lifted.
"You're not very devout to the Seven Gods, and this place is far away from Westeros. It's hard for the Holy Mother to bless you."
Qi Zang reached out his right hand. His palm flashed with green runes. He pressed his palm against the fat eunuch's forehead. It was like branding a quarantine mark on pork skin.
The fat eunuch sucked in a breath. The swelling pain in his head disappeared. Then, his entire body became warm, as if he had taken a hot bath. His vitality returned to him.
"What's going on?"
"Other than the summoning technique, the True Dragon Blood Qi that the Evil God stole from you was also returned after being purified by the Holy Mother. In short, other than the psychological trauma, you benefited from the disaster. "
"The True Dragon Blood can return?" the dwarf asked doubtfully.
"The Holy Mother is omnipotent." Qi Zang still did not understand. He was still calm and matter-of-factly.
Actually, what Qi Zang passed to Varys was not the True Dragon Blood Qi. Instead, it was a ball of Spiritual Essence Powder that he removed from Danny's thoughts.
Using the Witch Lens to check the bloodline was not based on NDA, but Spiritual Essence. Now that Danny's Spiritual Essence was replenished, Varys really recovered.
This was mainly because the Evil God only squeezed out the transcendent factor in his bloodline, which was the special Spiritual Essence. He did not suck his blood dry. Because the Evil God needed the living Varys as bait, once his blood was sucked dry, he would die.
"I learned the summoning technique?" Varys muttered.
Qi Zang nodded and explained, "Right now, your piety level is low, so you can only summon your thoughts.
But you can level up. In the future, you might be able to summon physical objects, or even Heaven's Saint Seiya and divine creatures. "
"What do you mean by summoning thoughts?" the dwarf asked in confusion.
"Summoning thoughts is to summon the will of the nearby angels to descend on his body. For example, me." Qi Zang pointed at himself and said with a smile, "In the future, if Wuneng encounters another Evil God, as long as it is not more than ten kilometers away from me, he can summon me to help."
"That's great. There are no cities in the world with a radius of more than ten kilometers. As long as I don't leave the city, I will be safe!" Varys cried tears of joy.
Tyrion said enviously, "Master Qi Zang, give me a summoning seal! I am the Evil God's main target, so I am the most dangerous. "
Qi Zang shook his head. "Each angel can only protect one summoner. Also, the summoned thoughts only have the power to attack once, and can only use half of their normal strength."
"One attack, half of its power?" Varys sat up in shock. "What's the use of that?"
"You have so little faith power, who can you blame? I descended with my will, not my body. I only have the power to attack once, "Qi Zang said.
"This …" Varys leaned against the headboard and said blankly, "I didn't believe in gods for the first half of my life."
"You don't believe in gods, yet you want the protection of gods. How can such a good thing happen?" Qi Zang said seriously.
Varys came to a realization and said seriously, "You are right, Master. From now on, I will be a devout believer of the Holy Mother. I will be like a hunting dog, going to your bedroom every night to listen to your teachings."
Qi Zang nodded in satisfaction and said, "There is another way to summon your will. If you encounter an enemy you cannot resist, you can summon your will in reverse.
In other words, you can summon your soul to my side and let the enemy ravage your body however they want!
Even if countless people talk about the sword, you will not feel it … "
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