Reject me, you damn woman.

"No, no, no, you are as strong as a rock, indestructible..."

The little nun turned around and tried to run, but Lin En grabbed her by the back of her neck and dragged her back. He forced her to stare at him, and then said word by word:

"I said, I'm weak."

"What do you want to do? I'm warning you, I'm the goddess's messenger!"

The little nun was lifted into the air by Lin En's single hand and struggled to escape. She was almost on the verge of tears.

"I'm already so weak, and I might have to fight a boss tomorrow, so,"

Lin En said seriously, then grinned and stretched out his hand to the little nun:

"Is it okay to ask the goddess to use some magical tools to help?"

"God, divine weapon?!"

The little nun was stunned for a moment.

"Why, isn't she the great goddess? It's only natural that she has a divine weapon."

Lynn teased.

"No, no........."

The little nun had no choice but to bow her head.

"Well, in that case,"

Lin En rubbed his chin helplessly and thought for a while.

"Then a sub-artifact is fine, but it's better to be a combat weapon. I think we should have this."

"Also.....is there...?"

The little nun's voice became even lower.

The silence lasted for a while. Lin En stared at her with empty eyes, but the little nun did not dare to look at him and almost buried her head in her chest.

"What a useless messenger of God,"

Lin En threw the little nun back to the ground and pouted.

"Forget it. I didn't count on you, a piece of trash."

"Who are you calling trash?"

Once back on the ground, the little nun finally couldn't stand it anymore and jumped on the spot, almost kicking Lynn's knee.

"Do you know what you are talking about? There is no divine weapon in the entire Rose City's Earth Mother Temple. Even His Holiness the Pope can only control one divine weapon at will!"

"So what's the use of you as a divine messenger?"

Lynn said disdainfully.

The little nun was speechless and could only lower her head in humiliation:

"At most... I'll give you some holy power... No, wait, I didn't say anything just now!"

She hastily changed her words, but it was too late. Lin En had already picked up the little nun with one hand again:

"Holy power... I know that the good things the goddess gave me were embezzled by you, a little girl. Although it is not a divine weapon or a sub-divine weapon, it can still be used."

"No, no,"

The little nun kicked her short legs around, covering her chest and shaking her head.

At this point, she could still see that Lin En's original purpose was to get her own holy power.

"This is what the goddess wants to share with her devout believers. I can't give it to you!"

“Am I not pious?”

Lynn frowned.

"What do you say?"

The little nun had tears in her eyes and stared at Lin En, looking like she was determined to die bravely and refuse to surrender.

Unexpectedly, Lin En let go of the other person and turned to leave:

"Ok."

This reaction was beyond the little nun's expectations:

"You want to get it?"

"Go find a follower of the Moon God or the Holy Light God and try your luck. Anyway, you said that I am not devout in my belief in the Earth Mother Goddess."

Lynn said as a matter of course.

"How can this be possible? This is the temple of the Earth Mother Goddess. I am her messenger. Are you going to abandon us and go find other gods?"

Martina was shocked, but Lynn just shrugged.

This unscrupulous prince who is a slave to three families can really do it!

After making this judgment, the little nun was already sweating profusely.

More importantly, she already felt as if there was a heavy pressure coming from behind, as if he would really be able to do it as long as she really didn't share the holy power with him!

You know, just because you showed signs of rebellion, the goddess almost forced her to come.

And having pushed the guy whom the goddess personally loved into the arms of another god, the little nun no longer dared to imagine how much trouble she would suffer in the future at the hands of that kind-hearted goddess who could not bear to see even the slightest suffering.

Now is the time to make a decision.

"I-I'll give it!"

The little nun had no choice but to grit her teeth.

"But I also have a condition!"

"What conditions?"

Lynn said impatiently.

"You...you have to be sincere and praise the goddess!"

Martina stretched out a trembling finger and pointed out her bottom line.

"so troublesome."

Lynn frowned.

"Please, you are going to pray for divine power, but you still have to go through the process!"

The little nun was on the verge of tears.

"Ok."

Lynn said reluctantly.

“Remember to be sincere!”

Martina nodded quickly.

But when she saw Lin En frowning, she felt something was wrong:

"You don't have any sincere words of praise for the goddess, do you?"

"Who said that? Of course."

Lynn said with a slightly guilty conscience.

To be honest, if you ask him to praise a goddess, he can do it for three days without repeating the same words, but if he wants to be sincere, it is indeed a bit troublesome.

Since the little nun specifically mentioned the need for sincerity, it meant that this might be an extremely important triggering condition, which made Lin En a little embarrassed.

Wait... Actually, there is one thing that I want to sincerely praise the Earth Mother.

"Thank God..."

Hearing Lin En speak, the little nun raised her head expectantly.

“They are all my wings.”

Lynn Road.

"........"

"it's over?"

Seeing that Lin En was also looking at her expectantly, the little nun was confused.

"if not?"

Lynn asked back,

"Can't I just say one sentence?"

"Of course not."

The little nun could no longer bear it.

"If I ask you to give me a compliment, will you really just give me one compliment? And what the hell is 'they'? Do you think this form of deception will work..."

In an instant, a majestic and sacred stream of spiritual energy flew out from Martina's chest and was injected into Lynn's body.

[Earth Mother Holy Power +10086]

[The goddess's favorability has been improved! ]

"It's quite effective. Thank you, Miss Helpful Divine Envoy."

Lynn was extremely surprised.

Martina:......

Do you accept this kind of compliment?

This promise is cheaper than the scumbag’s “I love you”, okay?

How embarrassing!

Suddenly I don't want to be a messenger for this kind of goddess anymore.

And, although it may be impolite to say this.

But I always feel that

Why do I feel that compared to him licking the goddess,

It's more like a goddess is licking him?!

Chapter 245: New Oracle, Lin En’s Mistake?

A messenger of God is a very special kind of clergyman.

In this world where magic and gods exist, ordinary people must practice and pray to make the miracles of magic and gods happen in the material world in a certain way, and ultimately connect with natural elements such as earth, fire, water, and wind, or summon miracles. This is the essence of arcane and sacred arts.

But, as long as there are general principles, there will also be exceptions.

The exception is the "born with knowledge" in the magical world.

Some people are born with the ability to release certain arcane arts, while others can suddenly hear miraculous sacred hummings one day, but the fate of these two types of people, and the power they wield, are completely different.

People who are born with knowledge of certain arcane arts are called "sorcerers", but this is not a compliment, but a boundary that separates them from normal arcanists who have infinite possibilities.

Warlocks are indeed born with knowledge of some arcane arts, and there are some extremely lucky ones who are born with the ability to master some powerful arcane arts.

However, because of this innate knowledge, their brains and magical essences will inherently reject any arcane arts other than the ones they naturally master. Therefore, their strength levels are generally very average. Most warlocks can only make a living by performing arcane magic tricks. They are completely incomparable to normal arcane mages who can constantly climb higher mountains, master stronger arcane arts, and become stronger through practice.

The poisoned golden spoon is the fate of the sorcerer.

But for those who are born with an innate knowledge of the Holy Power, it is a completely different situation.

In ancient times, gods did walk on this earth, but at a certain point, all of them left, and even the "Kingdom of God" on earth was reduced to only one country, the Kingdom of the Church.

Some people even believed that holy power was just like magic power, a power that existed naturally in the world. The so-called power of faith and the so-called clergy system were nothing but lies.

The most effective evidence to refute this argument is "God's messenger".

Those who are born with the knowledge of magic power are called sorcerers, and those who are born with the knowledge of holy power are called messengers of God.

However, unlike the former, the so-called messengers of God are not all born, but on a certain day, at a certain moment, at a certain instant in their lives, they suddenly hear the voice of some great existence that is not from this world.