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Werther wriggled his thoughts around the hand, muttering to himself, and finally turned them into a flash of light. BOOM! As if adding boiling oil to a fire, the entire space began to shake violently. The giant hand suddenly rose up, forming a fist that punched towards the void!

Puff! At the side of the emblem, Werther coughed out a mouthful of blood. He was actually heavily injured! After half a day had passed, this huge hand was truly no small matter. It actually seemed to have its own intelligence. His spirit wanted to invade it to check, and he was immediately heavily injured by the counterattack. In an instant, his spiritual sense returned to his original body. Who knew that there would be a throbbing sensation coming from the badge? An indescribable soul consciousness followed it out and threw it into his physical body!

This was going to be interesting! The consciousness sent by the giant hand directly intruded into Werther's sea of consciousness. This consciousness didn't have a clear form of thinking, it only conveyed a single consciousness, and that was the end! Destruction! Death! The blurry consciousness in his sea of consciousness turned into a thick black mist, as if there was a black shadow inside. He held a long weapon in his hands, but it was hard to see clearly. This mass of black fog charged in all directions, directly attacking Werther's consciousness. It was as if it wanted to possess his body!

Werther was shocked. If his primordial consciousness was devoured, his soul would immediately scatter. There was not a trace left between heaven and earth. He hurriedly got up to defend against the enemy. This was his sea of consciousness, so naturally it was up to him to decide. With a flick of his spiritual sense, the golden talismans that were controlling the various spells and talismans of the Daoist Sect transformed into dozens of golden armored Godly Generals. Unexpectedly, this black shadow was abnormally brave and used to fight. A long weapon flew out and with a few slashes, the Divine General Demons all collapsed and returned back to their original state of mind. The light in their eyes dimmed, and they suffered a great loss.

Werther had no choice but to do it himself. With a thought, he turned himself into an Empyrean. His appearance was similar to that of the moral Empyrean recorded in the Supreme Purity Scripture. However, his face was a blur. The black shadow completely ignored him, and a beam of light hacked down. Werther had no choice but to dodge. How could he know that after three flashes of light and three flashes of light, under Werther's incredulous eyes, his spiritual sense would collapse and his image of an Empyrean would vanish into nothingness.

The black shadow charged up and was about to devour his origin soul! Werther could only close his eyes and wait for death. "To think that I came to this strange world, but in the end, I still can't escape death. Unfortunately, my soul dissipated and I can't return to my hometown."

Suddenly, a light lit up, soft and heavy. The black shadow let out a furious roar, as if it was injured. When he opened his eyes, he saw that there was an incomparably large pill furnace floating above the black shadow. There were many carvings of flowers, birds, fishes, immortals and monsters on the pill furnace, revolving endlessly around a Tai Chi diagram in the middle, the lid of the furnace slightly lifted a corner, and a chaotic light poured down, enveloping the black shadow. No matter how much it struggled, it could not escape.

Werther was also shocked. This pill furnace was a magical equipment passed down by Lou Guandao. Legend has it that it was the Eight Trigrams Furnace used by Old Lord Taishang to refine pills! After coming to this world, he could not find it. Who knew that it would be hidden in his sea of consciousness! It seemed like this pill furnace really had many secrets. Werther tried to use his secret magic to activate the furnace, but it didn't budge in the slightest. It only rotated slightly and aimed a leg of the furnace at him. It seemed extremely disdainful. Werther tried a few times, but he could only give up and push out his sea of consciousness.

After sitting in meditation for a long time, he was finally able to stabilize his injuries. The giant hand in the emblem had become much more docile without the help of the shadow, but it was a pity that Werther's primordial spirit had not been formed and was unable to practice the magic technique to drive the magic treasure, so he could only stare blankly. What secrets did this Eight Trigram Pill Furnace hide? After pondering for a long time, Werther felt that it was not a coincidence that he had come to this world. There was always a line running through him, as if an invisible hand was pushing everything, but unfortunately, his current strength was too weak to find out who the mastermind was. He had no choice but to give up.

Many envoys began to write down their reports to inquire about the situation, and the nobles of their own country also became restless. In the end, the king came out and decided to hand the summoning array over to the Imperial Mage Association, but the results of his research had to be handed over to the Empire. Only then could matters be considered to have been resolved. When James saw his son, he smiled wryly and said, "The commotion you caused caused caused me to be extremely busy."

Werther felt helpless. James asked, "How is that hand?" Werther made a mental note to ignore the matter regarding the black shadow. He only said, "I've imprisoned it in my badge, but it hasn't moved at all." James nodded, "If you want to wear that badge on your body, you must not lose it." Since this hand was summoned by you, I have already signed a contract with you. It should be the stump of a powerful expert, but right now, there are too many things to do. I will take you to the Mage Association later on to study it. It's a pity that we can't use such a good item. " Werther chuckled to himself. "The consciousness of the giant hand has already been suppressed by the Eight Trigrams Furnace. When I master my Primordial Spirit, I'll be able to use it as a magic treasure. It looks like its power isn't small. How could I hand it over?

James touched his lower jaw and changed the topic, "Werther, next month is your tenth birthday. Get ready. At that time, there'll be a cardinal from the Church coming to baptize you." "The cardinal?" James let out a cold laugh, "The Church has developed too quickly over the past few decades. They are finally not willing to be above the secular powers and still have to join us." "The first step is to win over the ministers from the various kingdoms, creating a huge commotion …"

Suddenly, he felt that it wasn't appropriate to talk about politics with a child, so he said, "You don't need to worry about it, just remember to never tell anyone about the Summoning Array and the Giant Hands. Leave the rest to father." His words were filled with the love of a father and son. Werther was a little touched as well. "Yes, Father. I see. "

A month later, Viscount Roland's house was decorated with lanterns and decorations, the viscount's son's tenth birthday was naturally celebrated by many nobles, but the most conspicuous person was still a member of the Church. This person's identity was very sensitive and very noble, he was the cardinal of the Radiant Church stationed in the Klein Empire, in fact, he was just a deputy, Master Anthony. Legend has it that ten thousand years ago, in a great war between gods, the gods of light defeated the gods of darkness, driving most of the intelligent beings who believed in darkness back to another plane, the Abyss.

Thus, the power of the Radiant Church began to rapidly grow on the continent. Over the course of ten thousand years, the Radiant Church defeated the Goddess of Nature, the Dwarf who believed in the Goddess of nature, the Dwarf who believed in the Goddess of Forging, and the Ice and Snow clan who believed in the Goddess of Ice and Snow. One of the natural Gods Sect's elves that worshipped the goddess moved to the Elven Forest in the southern part of the continent, while the dwarves were driven into the Tigris Mountains. James had once commanded his army to fight in the northern border. His targets were the descendants of the Ice and Snow Tribe, the race that was now known as the barbarians.

The preparation by the Church was very complicated. The highest ruler was the Pope without a doubt. He was known as the person closest to the gods, also known as the number one divine servant. There are five cardinals under the Pope, also known as cardinals, who are in charge of the five temples of the Holy See. The five halls are: the Lateran Hall (where the Pope also resides), the Great Hall of St. Below the five cardinals were twelve red-clothed attendants, and then there were countless white-clothed attendants. In addition, the Holy See's most hated and feared object was undoubtedly the Ecclesiastical Tribunal, which was said to walk in the darkness and protect the peace of the followers of the gods.

The Inquisition was independent from the cardinals and was controlled only by the pope. The chief judge held the most dark and powerful power in the Church. The Holy See also had its own army. The Holy Knights were made up of three legions, the Holy Angel army, the Holy Light army, and the Holy Sword army. The Holy Church also had its own army, made up of three legions, made up of the Holy Angel army, the Holy Light army, and the Holy Sword army.

They claimed to have received the oracle directly from God, believing that the teachings of God were to save the world and to seek blessings for the living. For this reason, they put on clothes made of coarse hemp, ate only black bread and drank only water, abandoned all wealth and wealth, and walked between the commoners and the lower classes, looking up to the glory of the Lord. This group of Ascetics did not even put the Pope in their eyes. Only when the Church was on the brink of death would the Pope have the authority to command the Ascetics to fight. Therefore, this force was hidden in this world. No one apart from the Pope knew just how great it was.

The Holy See had the Great Hall of St. Berdoo in the Creine Empire. Archbishop Irwin was in charge of it, and Bruni was his assistant, the Deputy Cardinal. Archbishop Owen usually stayed in the church and did not come out. All the educational matters were handled by this Master Anthony. Today, they were actually going through a baptism for the son of a viscount. The nobles of the capital all smelled something unusual.

This Viscount relied on his military merits to rise up step by step, far surpassing those decadent nobles who only knew how to play with women and bully the common people. Especially when they were in positions of sensitivity, there were already rumors circulating in the upper echelons that the next upstart who was favored by the royal family was this Viscount.

In the banquet hall of the viscount residence, Werther calmly looked at Bishop Anthony. Anthony was plump and white, and would narrow his eyes with a smile, as if he was a harmless old man. However, how could it be easy for him to climb up to the bishop's seat? Anthony presided over a ceremony that was neither complicated nor simple. In the end, he took out a bottle of the so-called Holy Water and sprinkled a few drops on Werther. The entire ceremony could be considered to have been completed. Werther obediently performed the noble etiquette. "Thank you, archbishop." Anthony smiled benevolently and said, "What a good child." May God bless you, and may the glory of God be with you. " Werther bowed again, and then was led out of the hall by a servant. After all, the main character tonight was still the Viscount.