The goddess of wealth showed a miracle and spread it the next day, and many people came to the temple one after another.

As the regional bishop, Abigail had no priest yet, so he could only receive it himself. If it were normal, professionals would not be like this. In the current situation, Bloody Mary had been blocking the place for a month. The subordinates of the Lord of Stormwind City were still very calm, but the professionals trapped here were panic.

No one knows what the fate is waiting for them.

Just dragged it like this. After a long time, some people began to defect to the Lord of Stormwind City, and some people defected to the Bloody Mary. Now some people come to the Temple, and Xia He saw some means of laying out the structure behind it.

The Goddess of Wealth, I'm afraid there was a confrontation with Bloody Mary.

Bloody Mary killed a lot of people, and in the black market, it can be said that blood flowed into a river. No one doubted Bloody Mary's determination, even if behind you is an imperial nobleman and a powerful lord.

"Master, the Bishop asks you to come over." A girl in a white priest's robe came to Xiahemen and respectfully.

The girl priest is only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a round face, her skin is shining in wheat by the sun, and she is tall and looks like a level five or six. She was an ordinary person hired by Abigail. She believed in the goddess of wealth a few days ago, and immediately activated her professional ability and was upgraded to ride a rocket.

"I'll go here." Xia He packed up his books and tidied up his clothes, and the girl priest was waiting at the door.

Xia He hadn't gone out for several days. When he walked out of the room, he felt that the sun had become very poisonous and there was no cloud in the sky. The girl priest walked in front of him, only half a step away.

"May I have your name?"

"My name is Monica, Lord Asra." The girl priest replied with a slightly red face.

“How many clergy have been recruited recently by the Temple?”

"The Bishop has two more students, but they are not awakened. The Temple Armor recruited twenty, and the rest were servants who were in charge of the house, and they were not professionals."

The two of them spoke casually and soon came to the temple. The golden light in the temple had dissipated. Xia He glanced at the statue of the Goddess of Wealth and found that the clothes on the statue were no longer pure gold, with gold as the bottom, and were covered with exquisite and delicate patterns. The posture of the Goddess of Wealth changed. She leaned on the throne, holding the Book of Wealth in her left hand, and pinching a gold coin in her right hand.

In the room on the side of the hall, Ovilia was also there.

"Hi!" Xia He took the initiative to greet him, and Ovilia smiled at him, and there was a warm smell on her heroic face. The leather armor given to her was very good, suitable for her transformation skills. This secret room practice allowed her to completely master new equipment and her skills were improved.

"Asra, you are here." Abigail saw Xiahe staring at Ovilia, and woke up the magician from the side.

Seeing her dignified and elegant look, Xia He laughed in his heart. He had his subordinates and became the regional bishop, and Abigail spoke a little nervously.

"Biography of Abigail..." Xia He gave a mage salute, and Abigail's hatred made him itchy.

Xia He sat down and glanced at the people in the room. Two young men and women stood beside Abigail, both wearing white robes, not professionals, and this is her apprentice. Further away, standing were ten temple armorers, all wearing dark gold armor, with fine divine patterns on the armor, wrapped tightly from head to toe.

At the heart of the Temple Armor is a pattern of wealth gold coins, with pentagrams hanging upside down.

The aura of the temple armored warriors and the divine power of the temple were intimately combined with the shining rhythmic divine power. This is no longer something that the shallow believers can do. Although these ten temple armored warriors are only at level ten, they can definitely surround and kill master-level professionals below level twenty-five within the temple.

"This is Lord Asra, the honorary bishop of the temple." Abigail's golden amber-like pupil was chilling. However, the druid was also her client and could not show his face.

Xia He nodded awkwardly, and Abigail said: "Things have changed a little. Bloody Mary's people set up the ring on the sea. The ring rules have also been changed, and there is no fixed list. In each ring, each family can give three professionals from level ten to level twenty-five to participate in the battle and take turns to the stage."

Seeing that Xiahe and Ovilia had no expressions, Abigail said: "It's a life-and-death battle. You can't go. Anyway, I have a place. You also have investments in the temple. You can share some of them in your hands."

"Eight of my people died, and the bloody Mary's men took the hand." Ovilia said, pursing her lips.

"I killed the Bloody Mary's man." Xia He also said.

Abigail sighed, neither of the two men would retreat. She took out two transparent golden particles from her purse and handed them to Xiahe and Ovilia.

"This thing can break through the space barrier and escape from the arena. You two owe me 300,000 gold coins."

Ovilia collected the golden particles and didn't ask what it was. Xia He knew this thing and exchanged it in the Book of Wealth, which really required 300,000 gold coins.

The essence of divine power, the power given by the goddess of wealth, can be controlled and stimulated by the mental power.

However, this thing requires identity to be exchanged, at least the golden robe priest of the temple is qualified. It is impossible for the honorary bishop Xia He, the honorary bishop, to buy it. This is considered a benefit to believers by the goddess of wealth.

Abigail instructed Monica to guard the temple and take care of her two junior brothers and sisters. She took the temple soldiers and went to the port with Shahe Ovilia.

She deliberately did not close the sound, and the crystal shoes stepped on the ground and ding ding dong dong. As expected, Ovilia glanced at it with her eyes.

Abigail was a little proud. While walking, she said to Xia Hedao: "If you have money in the future, you should build a golden chariot. If you walk like this, your legs will be a little tired."

A red warship was stopped at a distance of more than two miles outside the port. This warship was larger than the two St. Odins, with red magic power sails. The warship was covered with black mist, as if it was not present. Xia He looked over and felt that his vision was distorted. This blood-colored warship was much more terrifying than the warships cruising near the port. Xia He saw that the hideous magic cannon showed a thick muzzle on the bow.

The boat guided Xia He and others to the Blood Sail Battleship. The decks above the battleship were all constructed for combat. The decks under the feet were clean and tidy, and when you walked up, it was like a long street in the Storm Corner, as stable as the earth.

Perhaps to show off, Xia He and others were taken on the ship from the front deck. The magic cannon approached and actually emitted a force like a realm. Abigail and Xia He were not affected much, but the breath of the ten temple soldiers became heavy. If it weren't for the constant armor magic on their bodies, they would probably have collapsed on the ground at this moment.

Epic spirit, false realm!

This ship is not the Bloody Mary, but a Bloody Sail Battleship under the Queen, which has such a powerful epic weapon. The power of Bloody Mary is probably comparable to a small kingdom.

A piece of space was cleared out on the rear deck, and the Lord of Stormwind City had arrived.

The entire battleship was wrapped in invisible force, and there was no wind under the blood sail. In the center of the deck, a square metal table was placed, half shorter than the normal one.

Bloody Mary and the people of Stormwind sat far away at the table, each occupying one side.

Abigail held the book of wealth and greeted both parties seriously: "Lord, Dharma King."

Xia He glanced at the Lord of Stormwind City at the age of forty, had no wrinkles on his face, was strong, wore a brocade robe, looked upright, and had the mature demeanor of a middle-aged man.

The Dharma King under the Bloody Mary was only in his thirties when he looked at his face, but his hair on his temples was a little silver thread, which was not particularly covered or changed. The epic close to the legend can control his appearance and have a long lifespan, which can reach more than three hundred years.

The Dharma King was wearing a pure black magic robe. The magic robe looked hard and its folds were like metal bent. He had a ring in his left hand and two rings in his right hand, and was not fully equipped.

The most special thing about the Dharma King is that his eyes are like two deep ancient wells, without any turmoil.

His mental power is very strong, and his soul has begun to show signs of transformation. Xia He judged in his heart and also saw the flaws of the Dharma King. He began to age. If he did not advance to the legend, he would completely become an old man within a few years and his life span ended.

This is like a Taoist priest stuck in the ninth level. The Yin God cannot be transformed into the Yang God, and his life span is ultimately limited.

All the people from all three sides arrived. The Dharma King stood up, walked to the square table, took a square object from the ring, and placed it on the table. The thing was bronze and complicated. After taking off the Dharma King's hand, the sound of metal gear rotating inside was made.

Xia He's pupils contracted violently, something was wrong!

The bronze square-like object grew to the size of a tabletop in a blink of an eye, and the patterns on it were twisted. It looked like a dark hole on any surface. This strange thing exuded an evil aura, and merged with the mist that spread around the Blood Sail Battleship to form a huge realm.

A semi-destroyed artifact, a legendary-level item!

"This is the ring prepared by the Queen for everyone, a gadget left by a certain hell monarch, Leeds Magic Box." The voice of the Dharma King was like a hammer hitting the chopping board, making everyone feel excited.

The broken artifact, the arena of life and death, is the essence of the divine power of the Goddess of Wealth, and it cannot be defeated.

Abigail's face was gloomy, and she subconsciously stretched out her hand to capture the magician. Asra was only ten levels and her casting level was less than twenty levels. If she was trapped in the Leeds box, she would definitely die.

Xia He gently flipped his palm without any trace and patted Abigail's back, reassuring her.

"The Queen's rules, once you get on the ring, there is no way out." The King of Dharma reached out and gently touched the Leeds box. The black light flashed a few times on the top of the Leeds box, and the scene inside the Leeds box was released. The image changed rapidly and was quickly frozen.

This is a metal cage with iron bars sealed on all sides. The magic patterns on the iron bars condense and are covered with spikes.
Chapter completed!