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Eden Continent, a continent favored by God.

Thousands of years ago, the Eden Continent was not called the Eden Continent, but other names. There were many different races on the continent, such as ordinary humans, handsome elves, strong orcs, intelligent goblins, and many others.

People, there are good people and bad people, and other races are the same. There are two different attributes of good and evil. All races on the road are divided into two categories, namely black and white.

They respectively believe in their respective main gods, the God of Light and the God of Darkness.

Black and day are born to be opposites, wars break out on the road all the time, different races die every moment, the people are devastated, and the people are in dire straits.

The merciful God of Light has mercy on his people, bestows blessings on his people, and blesses the soldiers of the Light camp to heal their wounds.However, the evil God of Darkness took advantage of the excessive consumption of the God of Light's divine power and led the elite demon soldiers to directly attack the field of light, and the God of Light was weak to fight.

This battle of the main gods has been going on for a long time. The black and white lights collided in the sky, exploded, and then dissipated...

Everyone didn't see the situation of the battle, only after a strong explosion, the God of Light wore a blood-stained battle robe, looked at everyone sadly with holy light, and then returned to Jiutian.

The people of the light camp cheered and rushed to celebrate the victory of the light side. The temple built for the light god was filled with flowers and fruits sent by people.

This celebration lasted for three days and three nights. On the fourth day, the God of Light sent down the gods to ask the Bishop of Light to drive the people of the dark camp underground. If they could not kill them all, he would seal the seal.

The bishop obeyed. Since then, there are only the people of the God of Light on the continent, and all the forces of the God of Darkness have been sealed underground. The continent has also been renamed Eden Continent, which means the continent favored by God.

In order to bless his people, the God of Light will send down holy light in temples all over the mainland every year, relying on the statues in the temples, to baptize his believers. The baptism is presided over by priests selected by the statues.

There are three countries on the Continent of Eden, the Osborn Empire, the Vino Empire, and the Savia Republic. The most powerful is the Osborne Empire, followed by Savia and Vino.

In the temple of the imperial capital of the Savia Empire, the current priests of the temple are holding a blessing ceremony for this year's believers.

Kal Hobion wore a holy priestly robe and knelt in front of the statue of the God of Light, clasped his hands together, and prayed devoutly, his closed eyes were sacred and holy, and his golden hair was slightly curled and gently scattered on his shoulders.

As the prayer entered the body, the white holy light that had been lingering around the statue of light shrank for a moment, and then became brighter. Many small white light spots emanated from the inside of the statue, and part of it entered the body of Gnar, who was a priest. The rest scattered and floated to the praying believers behind Gnar.

The white spot of light contains the divine power of the God of Light. When he touches the skin and enters the body along the capillaries, the believers only feel light on their bodies, and then become warm, just like taking a bath in warm water. All of Shen Ke was washed out like this, and the whole person became stronger and more powerful.

Gnar, who has gained more divine power, does not feel so much. As a priest of light, his body already contains strong light elements, which continue to nourish his body, and the divine power brought to him by the idol , there is no greater use other than enhancing the light element in his body.

After the prayer was over, the believers who were kneeling behind crawled forward, folded their hands respectfully not far from Gnar, and then left one by one.

After everyone left, Gnar opened his eyes and got up.

The slender eyelashes fluttered twice, and then lifted, revealing a pair of eyes as blue as the sky.There is no emotion in the azure blue eyes, only the same indifference as the statue of light, and the compassion that seems to be imprinted on it.

Gnar lifted the corner of the priest's robe in front of him, and slowly got up, not at all stiff as kneeling for a long time, and there was an indescribable temperament in every move.

The gate of the transnational temple, the temple knights on both sides of the gate he gave a knight salute, "Good day, priest."

Gnar raised his eyelids and gave them a cold look, nodded slightly, and left.

It was the eyes of the two knights left behind who became more and more adoring. As the most powerful person in the entire temple except the bishop, Gnar was the strongest they admired.

Gnar didn't know and didn't need to know what those two people were thinking. After leaving the temple, he wandered aimlessly on the streets of the imperial capital just like he did every day these years, but his heart told him that he It is looking, looking for something that has not yet appeared.

The residents of Savia's capital have become accustomed to this priest who is different from the previous priests. The previous priests stayed in the temple to pray every day and night, and they could only see them on the blessing day, but Priest Nar would often Come out, and sometimes heal some difficult diseases for them.

Where Gnar passed, the believers of the imperial capital did not retreat to both sides of the road as they did at the beginning, but put their hands together and greeted reverently: "Good day, Priest Gnar, may the God of Light bless you."

There was no expression on Gnar's face and he continued on his established route, even the lines on his robe did not change, but the believers didn't care about this. For them, having the opportunity to say a word to Priest Gnar was enough. The gift of the God of Light.

Gnar kept walking, with no expression on his face. This road is almost at the end, and there is probably no harvest today.

Gnar's eyes with a look of pity swung a little bit, but he couldn't see it slightly, and he couldn't tell whether it was there or not.

Standing at the end of the road, the pure white priest's robe shone with a slight white light in the somewhat dark space. Gnar stood at the end for a while, then turned around to leave.

Small white light spots overflowed from the flapping robe corners, drew a smooth arc in the air, and then fell down suddenly.

Gnar's eyes were still faint, but there were slight ripples.

Looking at a dark narrow road on the right hand side, as if there was something guiding him, Gnar raised his footsteps and stepped into the darkness without hesitation.

The aisle was pitch black, with a strong odor, and piled up with all kinds of garbage, but Gnar seemed to have no sense of sight and taste. His eyes were fixed on the unknown corner ahead, and he walked forward firmly and without hesitation.

As he went deeper, there was a slight breathing sound from the depths of the passage, and Gnar's footsteps paused invisibly, and then he continued to walk forward, but the pace unconsciously accelerated a little.

The sound of breathing was getting closer, quick but weak, and stopped at the source of the sound. Gnar stood, looking down at the corner where the sundries were piled up, and there was a thin figure curled up there.

Murphys curled up in a smelly corner, his body was covered with all kinds of filth, big and small wounds, he didn't know where this place was, why he was injured, why he was here, except for his name , he doesn't know anything.

With no water or food, Murphys didn't know how long he had been here, and his increasingly cold body told him that he was not far from death.

Not reconciled, he is so unwilling!

What are you not happy about?

I don't know, I just don't like it.

The consciousness became more and more blurred, and the frequency of the heartbeat became lower and lower, but the faint sound of the heartbeat was very clear in this quiet and weird channel, until it was mixed with another heartbeat belonging to someone else.

The heartbeat that joined in was strong and powerful, and Murphy's heartbeat slowly caught up with that frequency, regaining some vitality, and then the heartbeat stopped in front of him.

Murphys turned his stiff spine from the curled arms with difficulty, and looked in that direction, the tall man surrounded by white light.

The stiff hand joints tried to lift up, but because they were too weak, only the knuckles could move a little.Murphy's mouth opened and closed, but his dry and dehydrated throat couldn't make a sound.

Consciousness gradually became drowsy, and the heart seemed to lose its vitality. It took half a day to beat once, losing the support of strength, the eyelids gradually closed, and the knuckles stopped moving.

Not reconciled, not reconciled...

At the last second before losing consciousness, these three words kept echoing in Murphy's mind.

As a priest of the Temple of Light, Gnar is merciful. When he sees a helpless person, he will use his light element to heal him without hesitation.

But standing in front of this huddled and thin figure, watching him looking at him for help, Gnar couldn't move his fingers, gathering a trace of healing elements, but he couldn't move away and give up this figure.

It was as if the body was controlled by two solitary and opposite thoughts. One told him that you could not save this person, and the other told him that you would regret it if you did not save this person.

The two thoughts were chaotically fighting in his mind, and his body was completely out of control. Even so, there was still no emotion other than pity in Gnar's eyes.

He is waiting, since this person is the source of his conflicts, then wait, wait for him to die, and he will no longer have conflicts.

The cold, emotionless gaze reflected the chillingly blue eyes on that thin figure. Gnar looked at that figure loosening his knuckles, closed his eyes weakly, and then the frequency slowly Slowing heartbeat.

The heart beat suddenly, and Gnar closed his eyes to prevent himself from looking at it, but the slower and slower heartbeat was transmitted to Gnar's brain more and more clearly.

One click, one click... it hit Gnar's heart.

My mind suddenly became empty, and those contradictory voices disappeared in an instant.

Gnar suddenly opened his eyes, then knelt down in front of the figure, and pulled him into his arms, completely ignoring the filth on the white priest's robe, Yar realized that this figure was just a Just older children.

With some trembling white and translucent fingers, he took out extremely rare holy water from his chest, poured it into Gnar's mouth, and then the light element unceasingly released the healing technique on the man without fear of wasting it.

The comatose child had lost the ability to swallow, and most of the holy water remained along the cheeks, washing out white marks, and very few of them were swallowed.

The healing technique was released on the child, but the injuries on the child showed no signs of healing, the breathing and heartbeat were still weakening at an unstoppable speed, and then... disappeared.

The healing technique was still being released, but the signs of life of the child in his arms had disappeared.

Gnar looked down, his eyes were still so compassionate, but there was an unknown emotion that made people feel the urge to cry.

He was in this position, motionless, his drooping eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes, except for his body that was weakly undulating due to breathing, the whole person seemed to be a stiff sculpture.

Suddenly.The body with no signs of life in his arms began to tremble violently. Under the white light of the healing technique, some black mist could be seen crawling out of the wounds. Where the mist passed, the wounds began to heal slowly, scabs formed and then fell off.

When all the wounds had scabbed off and returned to cleanliness, the heart of the child who had lost all signs of life in his arms resumed beating.

Gnar looked down, and saw the child's eyes suddenly opened, revealing a depressing deep purple light for a moment, and then slowly closed again.