My magic panel is too numerical.

At this moment, several members of the Moretti family acted as guides, walking up to the leading priest and pointing towards the second floor.

The giant stepped onto the windowsill, tensed all his muscles, and leaped with all his might. In an instant, the surrounding wall bricks shattered like a spider web from the violent impact. The white figure sprang into action, drawing an arc in the air, and was about to fly away from the encirclement.

"Operation begins!"

With a loud battle cry, dozens of golden chains suddenly appeared from the crowd of white-robed priests, soaring into the air, tracking and predicting their trajectory, wrapping around the giant, pulling him down, and slamming him heavily to the ground, creating a cloud of smoke.

Miss Crow exclaimed:

"It's light magic! Heavenly Prayer Lock! One of the Heavenly Prayer Cult's prized exclusive spells, a powerful spell that uses quantity to suppress quality!"

"A powerful tool for team battles..." Pharos narrowed his eyes. He had already left the crowd and run to another house.

This place was cleared out by the church long ago.

He took a slight breath, laid Serena flat on the bed, and only poked his head out to observe the situation.

He gazed at the sky, at the radiant moon, and asked, "What's going on with this moon? What do you mean by the sun and moon shining together?"

The light reflected by the moon is actually a refraction of the sun. Could the true god of this world be the sun god?

"It's that God of Heaven! His authority is 'light' and 'spirit,' which means that if you join the church, the church may spare no effort to cultivate you, and you will at least become an 'agent' in the future."

At the same time, a panel appeared.

[Mental Strength +1, Recovery Successful]

[Spirit: Reason 1; Spirit 0; Soul 10]

"His mental strength has recovered ahead of schedule?!" Pharos exclaimed in surprise.

"This bright moon shines for you. The deity who governs the human spirit bestows a small benefit upon the rising star He has chosen. From now on, you will not lack 'spirit' stats."

Miss Crow looked at Pharos with satisfaction, as if to say that this was the cub she had raised!

the other side.

Golden chains intertwined, wrapped tightly around the white giant's waist and limbs, then snapped as the giant struggled.

Clergy armed with melee weapons engaged Qian in close combat; ranged support was provided by those wielding complex mechanical weapons; some carried nothing, while others... prayed in place.

However, all of this seemed unable to stop the rampaging giant. Every now and then, clergymen would be thrown into the air, and after landing, a white vengeful spirit would float out.

In short, the more I looked at it, the more something seemed wrong; I didn't know when a hunt had turned into a massacre.

The clergy showed no sign of backing down, because at that moment, their God was watching from heaven.

Perhaps a century from now, a mural will be passed down through generations and record this epic battle against demons.

They were unaware of whom the strange phenomena were for, and were preoccupied with fighting. No clergy member wanted to be on the mural.

If you accidentally deliver the final blow to this behemoth, you might just get the word "Saint" added before your name on your tombstone after you die.

As more and more clergy members died, their vengeful spirits gradually spread across the entire battlefield. Suddenly, a hint of... longing appeared in Pharos's eyes!

"Calm down! Pharos, you can't just eat any kind of 'spirit' of clergy! Of course, it's not that you can't eat anything at all, just eat a couple as a token gesture, otherwise the church will find out."

Miss Crow saw through Pharos's thoughts.

Not every magical being born of God becomes a vengeful spirit after death. There is only one condition for becoming a vengeful spirit: one must still have feelings for this world and unfinished business.

Normally it wouldn't be a problem, but for the clergy who are currently engaged in holy war, it is actually a sign of impiety, a disgrace, and even their death benefits will be affected as a result.

God is watching from heaven. What's the matter with you still having vengeful spirits? Do you have some kind of grievance against God?

Miss Crow felt that "Soul Devourer" might still be helping them.

Pharos touches Miss Raven, and a panel pops up.

[Use "Soul Eater"?]

Pharos silently chanted, "Use..."

[Activate "Soul Devouring"]

Miss Crow was surrounded by a purple vortex, and three vengeful spirits flew in at the same time.

[Spirit -3 (crossed out), Agility +1, Spellcasting +2]

[Note: God is watching from above. Mental energy will not be counted in the cost this time. Spell panel effect: The range and power of your used skills and spells +5%.]

[Intelligence: Language 2; Knowledge 1; Skills 2]

[Body: Strength 2; Agility 1; Charisma 1]

After the "Soul Devouring" ended, Pharos inevitably fell into the priests' memories, but this time it wasn't as painful as brain surgery; instead, it was like watching a slideshow.

Then Pharos couldn't help but blurt out, "Born in a cold world, all living beings suffer..."

"Um, Pharos, you'd better not eat the priest. You're making me a little scared..." Miss Raven said, sweating profusely.

Two minutes later, the priests' encirclement formation was completely paralyzed, all twenty-odd golden chains snapped, and the giant was just one step away from breaking through the encirclement...

A dark shadow, obscuring the light, swept over the group; a massive airship slowly approached.

A slender and graceful figure stood calmly on the airship high in the sky. She wore a pure black Gothic court dress, and her golden hair danced in the wind. Her expression was cold, and her pupils contained a chilling gaze.

Christina Wayne...

Beside her were an adorable orange cat and a teddy bear cub whose eyes hadn't yet opened.

Without saying a word and ignoring the orange cat's resistance, she kicked it!

The orange cat tumbled twice in mid-air, then grew bigger, expanded, and grew even bigger. Tufts of fur grew from its ears, sharp teeth gleamed in its mouth, and its movements became agile and powerful. With a "boom," it landed steadily, kicking up dust, and stood directly in the only path the giant could take in!

This is a lynx.

"Who is that?" Pharos squinted at him, feeling that the church had a lot of strange and unusual tricks up its sleeve.

Miss Raven bristled again, trembling and cowering behind Pharos's neck: "Woohoo! It's the beast tamer!"

"What is a beast tamer?" Pharos asked.

"After completing the 'Ceremony of Divine Favor,' one of the possible job changes is the ability to tame or raise magical beasts to fight for you. If your 'Language' stat is particularly high, there is a high chance that you will become a Beastmaster."

As Miss Crow explained, she covered her eyes, unable to look at the ferocious lynx.

Monsters are native to non-human habitats, and there are currently only three large wild monster hunting grounds within the Empire.

"There's such a profession? How many different professions are there?" Pharos asked curiously.

"Seven kinds," Miss Crow replied.

The lynx was a full size larger than the giant. It pounced on it instantly, and a fierce battle ensued. Biting and tearing filled the giant's body, which was covered in countless faces, and splattered out jets of black blood like oil.

Finally, the giant felt the pain and let out a terrible howl from his entire body.

Offending the agent is tantamount to offending the gods; Christina cannot swallow this insult, nor can the Church.

This anger descended from the sky.

"It's the agent! Miss Christina!" The priests were moved to tears.

With divine intervention and the presence of agents, this holy war is destined to be widely known throughout the world.