Make your face white with moonlight [Quick Transmigration]

In order to re-seal the Dark Mage Tower, Ludwig and the two painstakingly arranged a formation, which not only emptied their huge magic pool, but also used dozens of magic stones.Rao is a holy son of the Holy See like Ludwig, and his flesh hurts too much.

After the last stroke of the array was drawn, Ludwig drove it with the magic power of light. The light ignited by the magic array confronted the defensive array of the bone tower, making a crackling sound, and finally the white color of the bone tower gradually changed. Faint, becoming like an afterimage in the wind, as if it will disappear at any time.

The two of them were about to breathe a sigh of relief, when there was only a barely visible shadow of the bone tower left, suddenly, like a person who was forced to the extreme and wanted to die with others, he frantically absorbed the surrounding magical elements without distinction.At this moment, not only was the magic power in the air drained, but Ludwig's magic circle dimmed in an instant, and even the two of them shook their bodies, feeling suddenly hollowed out.

"Damn!"

Ludwig cast a low curse, throwing out all the magic stones in the storage space, resisting this force that does not suck people up.

Perhaps he made a mistake in his busy schedule, and Ludwig threw all the things out only to find out that something was wrong—the "Laurel of the Goddess of Dawn" that Collins had given him before was actually among them.

However, at this time, I don't care about the pain.Ludwig and Collins held hands tightly, chanting spells in their mouths, preparing to use the strongest magic skills to forcibly break down the bone tower.

Unexpectedly, the syllables of the mantra were still contained between the lips, and a golden-white light spot suddenly appeared, fluttering and dispersing in the air, turning into an unknown magic rune.

The suction force of the bone tower gradually weakened in these light spots, until it disappeared completely - the same disappeared, and the bone tower itself.

"How is this going?"

The two of them stared in surprise, only to realize that it was the laurel crown of the Goddess of Dawn, which Ludwig tried repeatedly but could not use the magic power in.

At this moment, it is exuding a soft glow like the moon, slowly radiating pure light magic power to the surroundings.

"Could it be that the dark breath of the bone tower induced the light magic in the laurel crown?" Ludwig speculated.

Collins didn't care what made the unusable laurel crown suddenly generous, he just pushed His Royal Highness, "Hurry up and absorb it, this is a rare opportunity. When all its magic power dissipates, it will never be used again." It's useless."

Ludwig nodded without being pretentious, and asked Collins to keep him safe, then stepped forward to hold the laurel crown of the Goddess of Dawn, and slowly absorbed the magic power in it into the magic pool in his body.

However, the boy immediately opened his eyes again and let out a soft "Huh".

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"No, it's not. I just discovered—" Ludwig looked at the laurel wreath in his hand unexpectedly, "The power contained in it is not magical power, but divine power."

"Divine power?!"

"Well, it is more solid and stronger. How should I put it... For example, it can also fill the magic pool. Our current magic power is like the density of water, but the power inside is as dense as gold. "

Although I don't know the story behind this treasure, what is certain is that it has been too long, and even the royal family of the Beckett Empire, who collected it, has forgotten the mystery in it, otherwise nothing will be cheap for Collins.

Ludwig closed his eyes again, and patiently began to absorb divine power.Absorbing such a powerful force is like an ant trying to eat an elephant for a great magician.The energy was too majestic, and as soon as it entered the magic pool, there was a burning pain. Ludwig gritted his teeth and endured it, not forgetting to keep a calm face as much as possible, so as not to worry Collins.

Fortunately, after a lot of swords, lights, swords, struggles and suppressions in his body, these powerful forces were finally willing to obediently occupy his magic power pool and be safely stored.

When he woke up, Collins breathed a sigh of relief: "My lord, you have finally woken up."

"What? Did I waste a lot of time?"

"It's been three days." Collins sighed, "If it weren't for your steady breathing, I would have died of anxiety."

three days?

Ludwig was stunned.

"I didn't notice it. I thought it was just a while."

Without further delay, the two immediately left the small town of Mesa. Unexpectedly, as soon as they stepped out of the purification barrier they set up here, they saw the overwhelming purple-black mist again.

Thick, billowing in the sky, revealing vicious malice.

The breath of the source of magic power was too familiar, making Ludwig grit his teeth subconsciously:

"Claude!!!"

After being seriously injured, he didn't go to heal his wounds, but instead came to harm innocent people? !

The scene in the small town of Mesa in the nearby village was almost repeated, with scorched leaves, messy wheat fields, and people with blue and black faces.The only difference is that most of them are not dead, but they are also obviously sick, with high fever, coughing up blood, and unconsciousness.

Naturally, Ludwig could not sit idly by.At this time, he was full of strength a little too much. He originally planned to use the magic power of light to heal the sick one by one, but he waved his hand gently as usual, and the golden light from his fingertips seemed to spurt out, instantly dispelling the dark mist of the entire village. Dispel as many as possible.

The light spots fluttered like rain, dripping on every household, and in an instant, the cheeks of those people who were as lifeless as walking corpses slowly plumped up and were stained with a healthy blush.

The person who was already lying in the corner moaning and waiting to die suddenly felt strength in his limp and shriveled limbs, looked at his hands and feet in a daze, and stood up dreamily.The sick domestic animals started to move again, the rooster flew up the low bushes and croaked, and the loyal dog licking the master's hand to die shook its hair and stood at the door again...

"what happened?"

"This must be a god! It's a gift from the God of Light!"

People ran out of their homes one after another, following where the golden light rain came from, where they saw two figures, one of them had curly platinum-blond hair, blue eyes, and his appearance was even more beautiful than the most beautiful rose in early spring Beautiful and exquisite, like a saint in heaven in the story told by the pastor; the other is tall and handsome, with an amazing momentum, with a sword hanging from his waist, and the sword is covered with dancing red flames.

The golden rain that saved them was pouring out from the palm of the blond boy.

"Lord God!"

"This must be Lord Shenming and his guardian knight!"

"Thank you for your gift, thank you for your glory! Believers are willing to devote all their wealth to follow you, only to listen to your proverbs occasionally..."

Ludwig watched the people swarming in front of him fall down at his feet like waves of wheat, dumbfounded.

"...I just haven't familiarized myself with the power in my body, I haven't controlled it well..."

He whispered to Collins beside him, and gently poked his lover with the elbow behind his body to show his help.

"Actually, they're right." Collins also whispered in an airy voice, "Although your power cannot be said to be completely divine power now, you who have absorbed the divine power will be unable to compete even if the Holy Spirit comes. In the current 2000 On the mainland where there has not been a holy man for many years, you are a god, my highness."

Before Ludwig could speak, Collins took a step forward and said loudly: "This is His Royal Highness Ludwig Son from the Principality of Bigland. A few days ago, I was lucky enough to have a dream of the God of Light, which foretells that the ocean west of his hometown To the south, there will be a piece of land that will be invaded by the remnants of the dark god, and will be blessed by the gods and get the power to save the people of the gods. His Highness speculated that the Lombardy country was in trouble, so he set off immediately and rushed to this place to bless and heal you .”

The people lying on the ground immediately sang hymns, praising the God of Light and the messenger of the dream with the most enthusiastic words.

Ludwig was stunned - no, his Collins, his time, an upright, kind, brave and powerful general and knight, when did this kind of magic talk come out of his mouth?

More like a magic stick than himself, okay?

"What are you doing?" he asked with his eyes.

"Protestant." Collins responded with a simple mouth.Ludwig had nothing to say—yes, Protestant.

What could be more convincing than the Holy Son who founded the Protestantism entrusted by God in a dream, using divine power to dispel darkness and curses?

Ludwig sighed from the bottom of his heart, and said with compassion on his face: "All believers in gods are brothers. The God of Light is omniscient and omnipotent. He foresaw your sorrow and heard your pain, so he sent me here Remove the haze for you and welcome the light again.”

He praised the God of Light who was so dead that he couldn't die any more, and he made up Collins' emergency excuse, and he also made a wave of Bright Protestantism in every corner—

God can hear your suffering at any time, but the Holy See of Light does not want you to know about it, I can't stand it, so I told the believers about it, God is very satisfied, that's why I dreamed about it.

This explains why the God entrusted a dream to a holy son of the Principality of Bigland in the matter of the Lombardy Principality.

People were stunned for a moment, although they were a bit overwhelmed by this incident, but just now they were rescued by this noble and powerful Holy Son, even if he pointed at the sun and said it was Fang, they would think it was them who didn't Magicians have bad eyesight, so they look round.

Now His Royal Highness the Holy Son says that the Holy See is corrupt, it must be corrupt, and they have to believe in Protestantism.

Thinking about it again, this Protestantism sounds much better than the original Holy See. It communicates directly with God and does not need to bow down to arrogant priests. It is right no matter what you think, so it is very well accepted.

— This is not the same as changing the faith.If you ask a person to change their beliefs in this era, the other party may fight you desperately.But now, people still believe in the God of Light, and they still pray for the magic power of light. It's just that the way of praying is different from that of atonement, so what's the difference?

Didn't you see that the Holy Son is still the Holy Son of the Holy See?

We're all in the same family, we just have different beliefs.

The believers frantically surrounded the two, praying, beseeching, and blessing.Even though Ludwig had been the Holy Son for so long, he was still sore by this scene, as if endless power poured into his body.

Gradually, he discovered that this feeling didn't seem to be a psychological effect, but that there were really tiny but real power seeping into his body bit by bit.

"The power of faith comes from your devout believers." The system that hadn't spoken for a long time spoke in his mind, with a bit of envy in his voice, "This is a good thing."

Ludwig understood, but he was also a little puzzled: "I used to judge villains before. I must have loyal believers, but why was it useless to gain faith at that time?"

"What if such a good thing can be discovered by you?" The system tutted, "This is a field that only gods are qualified to touch. Why do you think there must be a 'god' in all beliefs? In other words, no Gods have no access to faith at all. If you hadn't been lucky enough to have divine power, you would never be able to benefit from such power."

"Then I'm really lucky." Ludwig felt the continuous injection of small heat in his body, and his expression softened.

Guangming Protestantism is still playing the banner of the God of Light, but for these people, what they see is the Holy Son who comes suddenly at the most desperate moment, bringing warmth and hope.

Those heartfelt gratitude and reverence were poured into Ludwig's body, quietly transforming his magic pool.There was originally a mixture of the magister's magic power and the absorbed divine power, but now, unknowingly, the slightly thin silver-white magic power belonging to the magister is slowly transforming into bronzing like divine power.

The recovered villagers offered their best things to Ludwig, but Ludwig waved his hand to say no, explaining that there were other places waiting for him to help, and he couldn't stay.

"Do you know where these dark resentments come from and what's going on?"

The villagers looked at each other, and they all expressed blankly that they didn't know what was going on, but the direction of coming was still relatively clear, and they pointed to the east to show him.

Ludwig didn't stop much, and Collins and the villagers rushed towards the east amidst the gratitude of the villagers, using the power of light to clean up the black fog along the way.Countless people stood up again, and their dry cheeks became bloody again.

They muttered and reverently muttered the same name silently.

Ludwig.