"Sir, I don't understand!"

Seeing the bishop diligently arrange food and accommodation for the boy named Django, and even the treatment is better than that of others, a confidant waited until there was no one around him, and finally asked in confusion: "Why? Are they not the sons of the demons and the accomplices of Purgatory?"

As the bishop's confidant, he knew that there were many "Sons of Purgatory" who were secretly arrested and executed by him.

Naturally, I was a little confused about the sudden turn of the church.

"This is first because of the oracle... and have the sons of Purgatory become rare because of our capture? No, they are getting stronger and stronger as they fight, but the church is gradually unable to afford to lose!"

There was a wise light in the bishop's eyes: "What's more, after so many years of killing, have you seen the number of demons reduced? This means that in the short term, we have no choice but to take purgatory! Therefore, we must change our way of doing things!"

"Hold some of the sons of purgatory?" The confidant felt enlightened.

"Not bad!" the bishop nodded: "The church is ready to form a knights of the church, and there are already candidates, namely those warriors who believe in the Earth God and have been fighting with the demons on the front line for a long time."

"So, remember to forget everything you have done before, and your attitude towards the sons of Purgatory must also be changed."

"As for your order!" The confidant suddenly felt awe-in.

...

However, neither of these two people noticed. After they left, the light flashed slightly in the void and turned into a figure.

She is tall, like an ordinary middle-aged woman, but her eyes have a kindness and an inviolable majesty on her body.

At this time, just when you come to the door, the doors on both sides will automatically open.

"Ah! Who are you?"

Django got up from the bed, yawned, and suddenly screamed.

According to common sense, this level of scream should have long alarmed the guards outside, but at this time, it was silent, as if the whole room had been separated from the outside world.

"Don't worry, kid!"

The woman smiled lovingly: "Are you nervous? Are you uneasy about the strangeness in you? Even if it comes from your father?"

“Yes…yes!”

Django clenched his fists, as if he had returned to that night.

His father, a strong soldier, had been summoned to the battlefield, but suddenly returned at night, covered in blood.

"Go! Leave immediately, the farther you leave, the better!"

No matter how long it took, as soon as you close your eyes, scenes of that night emerged and became lifelike.

However, after escaping from his hometown, he discovered his own differences.

Even without exercise, he is as strong as some warriors and is not afraid of heat and cold.

If you hadn’t had such ability, how could you survive the cruel and displaced life?

This was originally the deepest secret in his heart. For some reason, when he saw this woman, his eyes were hot and he said it all in one go.

"Don't worry, my child!"

The lady stepped forward and gently hugged Django into her arms: "You have an unparalleled talent and will shoulder a huge mission. I will bless you and keep your heart full of light and not be confused by darkness!"

"Thank you...thank you!"

Django felt a warmth in his heart, and two lines of tears flowed down his face.

...

This scene not only happened in the church of Mother Earth.

The fate of many other continents, some sons of Purgatory, was immediately changed.

After Django fell asleep, Mera flashed and disappeared into the void.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived at the top of the monastery.

"My pastor, my place is well managed!"

The god's eyes penetrated everything, and after a moment, Mera couldn't help but nod.

Looking at the sun in the sky, I couldn't help but feel a little worried:

'According to the will of the sun god Ramon before his last sleep, we were all deceived by Apophis... This cunning evil god was also severely damaged when he first came to the Nine Levels of Purgatory, and even lost his body, leaving only a powerful will!'

‘He dispersed his divine nature in order to prepare for a huge conspiracy, when many sons of Purgatory kill each other and determine the final winner, his will will come and resurrect on the son of Purgatory!’

‘To stop this, we must change our way of doing things!’

‘The analysis of divinity has been put on the agenda by the God of Knowledge, and there are others that can differentiate the Son of Purgatory through education and guidance and stand on the side of justice!’

After feeling the terribleness of the Son of Purgatory and the Nine Levels of Purgatory, the gods have gradually changed their previous practices.

Let the Son of Purgatory solve Apophis is a very good suggestion.

Even the gods can gradually feel that the son of destiny, who belongs to this world alone, is constantly being born.

The counterattack from the Monge World is about to begin!

...

Fang Yuan did not notice much of the central point of all this at this time.

He looked at the goddess in front of him and couldn't help but stroke his forehead, feeling a little headache: "Can such a weird thing become a goddess?"

In front of him, Shanni knelt on the ground in an extremely indecent posture, crying: "Woo... don't hurt others, they will listen to you in everything!"

Even that magic bracelet had fallen into Fang Yuan's hands.

Before, he easily captured the goddess just after walking into the cave. The process was so easy that even he himself felt incredible.

"Are you Shanni? Goddess of Joy?"

On the verge of caution, Fang Yuan asked again.

"Indeed... this is someone's name!"

The goddess of joy waited for a while, finally rubbed her tears and got up from the ground with a naive expression.

"Impossible, even if you are an idiot, how could you be so naive after being a god for a long time?"

Fang Yuan's pupils shrank, and suddenly, a trace of momentum condensed, and he rushed towards Shanni with great force.

In addition to the innate generation of the gods in this world, only the domains are recognized by the world and given clergy.

Maybe there is a person with character explosion, but no matter what, this should not be done!

Sure enough, by this slight aura, Shanni's expression suddenly changed.

"Mortal...how dare you blaspheme a true god?"

A terrible aura suddenly appeared on her, like a mountain, with a cold smell of being high above.

"Sister! Don't..."

At this time, another sound came out of Shanni's mouth.

"hateful!"

The goddess cursed hatefully, and the momentum on her body disappeared in an instant. She widened her innocent eyes and looked at Fang Yuan.

‘Split personality?’

Fang Yuan looked at this scene and quickly remembered something: "The Goddess of Joy is a double-faced mask. In the classics, this god is indeed moody and often promulgated some contradictory oracles, which makes believers at a loss. If they are divided according to the camp, they will definitely be in chaos!"

Although it is somewhat incredible for a true god to have such symptoms of "soul division", the world is so big that it is full of wonders.

"So...Shanni, tell me!"

Fang Yuan took a step forward, as if a big bad wolf: "It is easy for the gods to create incarnations? Why don't you separate?"

"Because... my sister said that ordinary incarnations cannot carry our will..." After being forced by him, Shanni seemed to cry, and her voice was filled with crying: "Once we separate, we will split the origin of the true body, even the clergy!"

"Are you an idiot? How can you tell outsiders such a thing?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her face changed immediately and said fiercely.

"Sorry, sister!"

Suddenly, Shanni changed into a pure face and apologized in fear and fear.

"Okay... Such an opponent is really unpleasant! Fortunately, this goddess has always stayed in the Kingdom of God before and lived in seclusion. Otherwise, if she was seen by those believers, her faith would collapse!"

Fang Yuan scratched his head and looked at Shanni: "Okay, Goddess, please come with me!"

It seems that there is no need to kill such a goddess. Fang Yuan thought about it and decided to take house arrest first.

No matter what, this is a true god!

Although it looks very disappointing, it is always valuable to store it first, right?

At least, the other party’s saint’s cultivation is not something that can be compromised.

When an ordinary person faces this girl, he may immediately be suppressed by divine power and lying on the ground.

"Follow you? Why do you want to follow you?"

Shanni's eyes widened and looked a little cute.
To be continued...