Now the sun was about to set completely, and Leyton was a low-lying town surrounded by mountains. It would get dark very quickly here. When they entered the town, it was already early evening. The magnificent lavender light curtain in the sky looked even more spectacular in the gradually sinking night. However, not many people came to the street to watch such a spectacular night scene. Hao Ren followed the serious man in a black robe all the way into the town. Doors were closed everywhere, and there was not even a stall in the supposedly bustling night market. The most common sight on the road was the heavily armed town guards. Some of them were national knights wearing standard armor or robes with the blue kingdom emblem on their chests, and some were knights of the Disciples of Glory wearing black or white smocks outside their clothes. In addition to these two professional soldiers, there were also some messily equipped mercenaries active in the streets. Although the latter were not as well-armed as professional soldiers, their temperament showed that they were old warriors who had been on the battlefield for a long time. They should have been recruited by the knights to supplement the defense after the attack.
The whole town was haunted by such a depressing atmosphere. It seemed that the attack between afternoon and evening had everyone here in a state of tension. Hao Ren also saw a blank look on the faces of some young soldiers. It seemed that these professional soldiers were also stunned by the sudden appearance of the strange monster.
The tall, thin man who was in charge of leading the way did not speak along the way. He just silently led everyone through such a depressing street. Hao Ren also took this opportunity to observe the man's image, comparing it with some of the knowledge he had just learned in the past two days.
The man in the black robe had a circle, triangle, and lightning pattern on his back, so he should be a church mage. The clergy of the Disciples of Glory in this world were very special. They also followed the world's professional classification while holding the priesthood. There were many professions such as mage, warrior, alchemist, hunter, and many others, and there were many races. It could be said that it was quite inclusive. The priesthood was just another identity outside of their respective professions. The clergy of the Disciples of Glory used 'divine spells' and the power of their profession to fight at the same time. In addition to their own fighting ability, a church warrior must also know the prayers of the clergy. Similarly, a church mage must also practice the power of prayer in addition to magic. Although no one knew how they obtained this extra 'divine power', every clergy of the Disciples of Glory was indeed stronger than ordinary professionals.
They interpreted this special power as' proof of the goddess' blessings', and most people in this world firmly believed in this.
Of course, Hao Ren had doubts about this. He knew what a real god was like. It was a group of creatures that were beyond understanding and knowledgeable. Even an unreliable guy like Raven 12345 always paid attention to the balance of the entire universe. Therefore, he did not think that the 'goddess' of the Plane of Dreams, who had held back for a long time to burn a planet, was a true god. He believed that there was once a powerful creature in this world, but that powerful creature was probably not the same as what the Disciples of the Disciples of Glory described.
In short, the clergy of the Disciples of Glory were a group of people who had special powers, and all of their clergy were divided into two types: the white robes and the black robes.
The black robes were professional combatants. They fought with a firm belief in the goddess and focused only on their own faith, which belonged to 'power'. The white robes were responsible for everything outside of the frontline, such as missionary work, medical treatment, research, administration, etc., which belonged to 'wisdom'. At the same time, the pope himself must be a white robe. This was the sacred text of the Disciples of Glory: power must be under the control of reason to ensure balance. Therefore, the spiritual leader and commanding class of the church could only be a white robe.
Of course, it did not mean that all the white-robed clerics were clerks, and it did not mean that they did not have combat power. On the contrary, the white-robed clerics often appeared on the battlefield, and apart from being clerks, most of the white-robed clerics were extremely powerful. It was just that their job was more focused on strategy and support, unlike the black-robed clerics who specialized in combat. Knights and mages in white robes could also be seen on the streets. They were the district commanders or staff of the defense forces.
The firm belief in the goddess, the fanatical worship of the Holy Scripture, the deep fear of the legend of the end of the world, coupled with the wise governance of the past popes, ensured that this system had never been broken.
In addition to these superficial divisions, there were many subtle divisions within the Disciples of Glory. They were a complex and efficient multi-racial, multi-profession cooperative body that affected the whole world, but this was not something that Hao Ren could understand.
Perhaps the black robe clergy were not easy to get along with, the man in charge of leading the way kept a straight face and did not say a word. Nangong Wuyue felt that it was boring to travel like this, so she could not help but bring up a topic. "By the way... was the attack in the afternoon serious?"
The man was silent for a moment, his face was still like a wooden statue. "Local defense, no comment."
Nangong Wuyue was rebuffed, and Becky was a little dissatisfied. "We have important information about the rock monsters, and we even saw them separated from the cliff with our own eyes. This information is worth at least 20 gold shields. Why can't we just ask about small things?"
The black-robed clergy was silent again. "Local defense, no comment."
It turned out that he was just a repeater.
Vivian stopped Becky who wanted to continue asking questions. She felt that it was not the time to argue about such things. They had now reached the depths of the town. A small but luxurious steeple church appeared at the end of the road.
In front of the small church was a semicircular square paved with red pebbles. A circle of magic light orbs floated around the square, illuminating the place as if it was daytime. The church knights in black robes guarded the entrance of the church tightly. A few middle-aged monks in white robes formed a circle around a purple-red crystal in the middle of the square, praying silently.
The central tower of the steeple church was emitting a mysterious glow. Layers of complex runes emerged from the ancient and luxurious carved stone bricks and slowly rose around the square tower. A bright lavender beam of light converged at the end of the surging runes, rushed into the unfathomable night sky, and then scattered around the town. This was the defensive enchantment of Leyton. It was a miraculous power supported entirely by the divine power of the church.
"Energy sample collection complete," the voice of the MDT rang in Hao Ren's mind almost at the same time. "Preliminary analysis... no analysis value. It's a simple repulsive wall that can offset external physical impact above a certain speed. The way the energy flows is normal. No high-level mysterious attributes related to the symbolic power of the true God found."
"The so-called divine power of the Disciples of Glory is indeed a special kind of magic," Hao Ren muttered to himself. The black-robed clergyman, who was leading the way, handed over the task to the person in charge of guarding the square, and then led Hao Ren and the others to the church. This time, he was a little more talkative. "Bishop Gelton is discussing important matters with the distinguished guests, but he agreed to let you see him first. Please pay attention to the etiquette, Bishop Gelton is a respected elder. "
The church was brightly lit, but there were no ordinary believers in the long hall used for prayer and worship. There were only black-robed clergymen on duty. Hao Ren and the others walked through a small corridor at the back of the long hall and arrived at a special room in the depths of the church. The black-robed clergyman who was responsible for leading the way stopped at the door and said, "Please come in."
Becky pushed the door open nervously, and the scene in the room was presented in front of everyone's eyes.
Unexpectedly, the place was quite plain. The office of the bishop of the entire Beinz region was just an ordinary, undecorated study. The room was very spacious, but almost all the walls were occupied by heavy bookshelves filled with files, and the floor was paved with plain stone bricks without even a carpet. In the middle of the room was a wide wooden table, and an old man and a person who looked like a young woman were talking across the table.
Bishop Gelton looked like an old man in his sixties or seventies, with sparse hair, a long beard, a wrinkled face, and a short stature. He sat behind the desk, his body hunched, and his hands were tucked into his sleeves as if he was afraid of the cold. The bishop had been patrolling the vicinity of the Beinz Blood Lake with his clergymen all year round, and had absorbed too much "bad air", which made his health condition worrisome. But those who knew would not underestimate the seemingly slow old man: his body may have begun to decay, but his spirit was still strong. As long as his wise eyes were not closed, he was still a powerful spellcaster, and the gift of God would work according to his will.
Opposite Bishop Gelton was a woman in women's close-fitting armor. As her back was facing them, only her long, curly chestnut hair could be seen, and the fair skin of her neck and wrists showed that she was still very young.
When Becky pushed the door open, Bishop Gelton was talking to the female soldier opposite him. "Your Excellency Ophra, the situation is not clear yet. There is no evidence that these series of changes are related, and there is no evidence that the goddess's test will be carried out in this form. We should first appease the people, and then with a devout... Oh, it seems that our guests are here."
The old man stood up, nodded and smiled at Hao Ren.
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