Of course, the young priest could not accept such accusations. He retorted, "Your Excellencies. My faith is still pious, and I dare not forget the teachings of His Majesty in heaven. On the contrary, it is you who have betrayed the covenant with my Lord and got close to a Lich. Is this not betrayal? I am the one who should question your thoughts. What kind of temptation would make you make such a foolish choice? "
As soon as he said this, all the bishops looked at the young priest who was supposed to have a bright future as if they were looking at an idiot. A few of the more amiable bishops even shook their heads regretfully. The hint was already so obvious, but the young man who had forgotten his faith was still unrepentant, as if he had been possessed.
In the eyes of the young man, such an expression was, of course, deeply irritating to his self-esteem. He clasped his hands together, and then opened them to the left and right, summoning the Divine Hammer Technique. A magic weapon made of divine power appeared in his palm, a war hammer. This was a foolish move of preparing to solve the problem by force if he could not win the argument.
The young priest of justice said loudly, "Your Excellencies, since you are so stubborn, then don't blame me for being rude."
After all, the occasion was a noble's banquet, so other than the host's guards, no one would come with a sword or a sword. Even if they did, they would be left at the reception area. The tradition of fighting at the slightest disagreement was also quite popular among the nobles. They had an even higher saying — duel.
The host, of course, did not want to see blood on such an occasion, so it was normal for there to be various restrictions. But no matter how many restrictions there were, they could not prevent this kind of summoning magic weapon. It was not like they could hang a magic bracelet on a mage or a clergyman when they entered the door. He was a guest, not a prisoner.
Since there were guests who did not know the big picture, the guards of the host did not need to be polite. The Duke's guards did not even care about the Emperor's personal guards when they were in their own territory. Anyone who dared to disobey the rules would be punished the same way!
But there were priorities. At the moment, the safety of the guests was the most important, and the most important thing was the dozen or so Life Bishops of the Three Holy Light Churches. No matter where these old people went, they would be treated as VIPs and protected.
That was why the Duke's guards, who were supposed to be the ceremonial guards, and the knights who were supposed to be on guard duty, raised their shields and surrounded the head of the family and the bishops of the Lord of Life the moment the Holy Priest of Justice summoned the magic war hammer. Everyone formed a steel wall and prepared to escort the VIPs and other guests away.
As mentioned earlier, the concept of hierarchy within the Three Holy Light Church was very strong. It was impossible for them to go against their superiors for a reason that they knew was not true. Of course, the young priest did not dare to swing his warhammer at the bishops of the Lord of Life. What he did was just a feint to mobilize the defense of the duke's guards.
As expected, this group of knights, whose duty was to protect the nobles, naturally prioritized protecting the guests present at the scene and neglected to guard against the two magicians. The young Justice Priest, who was familiar with battle, took a step forward and charged towards his original target, the Lich who was once a Demon King. Countless Demon Mages had already died by his hands, and today, he would add another one to the list.
Today was the day for him to achieve great fame!
However, the feeling of the warhammer hitting the flesh was different from what the young priest had expected. Even the figure that was supposed to be bleeding and howling in pain disappeared without a trace the moment the warhammer was swung.
"We are being underestimated." Lin, who was using the Blink spell to dodge with Fen, said with a slightly dissatisfied voice, "He actually thought that he could defeat us with a ridiculous warhammer. I say, Lord Holy Priest, have you really crusaded against those vicious and evil magicians? Or is it that when you go out to battle, your subordinates tie up the enemy and tie them up in front of you, and then you kill them? You don't really think that such a small trick can defeat a magician who is used to battle, do you? "
Lin did not know if someone's ability to ridicule had improved, or if he was right. The Holy Priest of Justice, whose face was flushed red, was so angry that smoke was coming out of his six orifices. He did not care if he was messing with a Grand Duke at all and directly blessed himself with various divine spells for battle.
In the midst of the prayers, the young Holy Priest's aura rose steadily. In order to carry out the faith and path of justice, the divine spells bestowed by the Lord of Justice were mostly related to battle. And at the level of Holy Priest and above, one person was like a small army, with amazing destructive power.
But in this kind of aristocratic banquet where most people were not good at fighting, just the aftermath of the battle was enough to start a massacre. Thus, Grand Duke Carvey was also dissatisfied with the reckless actions of this Holy Priest of Justice, and even planned to take action himself.
However, the increase in the strength of this young Holy Priest quickly exceeded everyone's expectations. All kinds of divine spells showed an extraordinary degree of strengthening, allowing this young man to surpass many powerful warriors who had trained their whole lives in an instant. Even Grand Duke Carvey, who had the title of Great Swordsman, felt troubled. He considered whether it was too late to send people to bring his usual weapons and equipment.
Of course, the feelings of the bystanders were not as good as those involved. Sensing that his strength was constantly increasing, a feeling of excitement arose in the young Holy Priest's heart. He could not help but laugh wildly and say, "Look, this is the blessing of the Lord of Justice! It seems that His Majesty has also approved of my actions. Today, I will destroy evil. Hahahaha! "
In the midst of his wild laughter, the young Holy Priest's whole body emitted a white light that went straight to the sky. At the same time, his whole body was engulfed by flames. Before he could feel any pain, he turned into ghastly white bones and scattered on the spot.
The sudden turn of events shocked everyone present. Whether they were of status or ordinary servants and attendants, they were all frightened by this situation and did not know how to react.
They had thought that this was a blessing from the gods, and that most people would not necessarily be able to see a god's descent even once in their lifetime. But they had never imagined that this was actually a god's punishment — the self-immolation of divine power. There was nothing more severe than this for the gods to punish their own believers. And the higher the rank, the more deeply contaminated by divine power, the more joyful the burning, the kind that could not be escaped.
For this to happen, it could only mean one thing — this believer had been abandoned by the god he believed in, and the problem was solved by execution.
Of course, the gods would not abandon their own believers for no reason. This could only mean one possibility — the dead Holy Priest had violated the taboo of His Majesty in the sky. However, no one could say for sure what the crime was.
Compared to confusion, the aristocrats who had been instructed to bring the Holy Priest of Justice to trouble the Grand Duke felt more fear and helplessness. Their reliance was the young man of noble origin who had climbed to a high position in the Three Holy Light Church. And this was not the first time they had cooperated.
It was supposed to be a familiar thing, but a mistake that no one had expected had occurred. And the consequences were so serious that the young man was directly executed by the gods in the sky. If this group of aristocrats said that they were not afraid, they would be lying.
In terms of strength or influence, all of them together were not Grand Duke Carvey's opponent. The Holy Priest of the Three Holy Light Church was dead, and they were even less likely to cause any waves. So they glanced at each other, decided not to say anything, and prepared to leave.
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