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Chapter 124: Become A Priest

    <h4>Chapter 124: Be A Priest</h4>


    After showing it to Annan, Bishop Daryl hid the engravings again.


    He picked up the teacup and took a sip of the already warm ck tea.


    Afterward, Bishop Daryl took a silver coin from his arms.


    “The biggest advantage of divine arts lies in its versatility.”


    He exined, “In the nightmare, we are sometimes a swordsman, sometimes a wizard. Sometimes, we’re tested on the skill of using a bow. Sometimes the mission is about assassination. Sometimes we be the elderly, sometimes we be the children, and there are even times we be disabled.


    “asionally, we will enter the dreams of giants and centaurs. Anything can happen. The abilities and skills we learned in the real world may not be applicable in nightmares.”


    For example, if the person in the dream had not learned swordsmanship, it would be difficult for that body to use advanced swordsmanship; if he were not systematically trained on archery, even if the person entered the body was a veteran archer, it would be difficult to use that body to fight.


    In the same way, factors such as the spell mastery and mana pool held by the nightmare’s body would always limit the Transcended.


    After thest dungeon instance ended, Annan had a general understanding of Silver Rank’s wizardbat power.


    Thebat strength was incredible.


    Many schools of wizards disyed highbat power even without spell casting. For example, Carl could manipte the items within 10 meters of his proximity at will as if the item was his arm, no matter if it was solid rock walls and floors, silver tea sets, liquids, or mes.


    There was also the Soul Snatch wizard, who could control the minds of others in one word, one nce, and one action. Inparison, the destruction wizard could trigger earthquakes after death.


    But corresponding to thebat strength outside the dungeon instance, the wizard’sbat power in the dungeon instance was almost the worst.


    When profession and school did not match, the wizards could hardly use most of their abilities.


    Their incrediblebat power made themck the experience of evenly matched battles and even the psychological preparation of dealing with strong enemies when they were weaker.


    “But, engravings can be used in nightmares just like curses. Both curses and engraving are engraved in the soul and will not be affected even by body change. Simrly, if you are cursed, you can’t escape by simply changing your body.


    Bishop Daryl said in a deep voice, “In other words, as long as you don’t go back to the far past, as long as constetions are belonging to the upright deities in the sky, as long as there is the ‘essence’ of themunication deities…


    “Then, no matter who we be, we can use divine arts as usual. Now that you have engravings, you have the ability to release divine arts. Let me show you…”


    With that said, Bishop Daryl took out a silver coin, like a magician. He mped the silver coin with the two fingers of his right hand and showed it to Annan.


    Then he moved the silver coin to the side and flicked it with his left hand.


    Apanied by an inaudible “cling,” a dim silver light shed.


    A teacup fell apart in an instant.


    “This divine art is called ‘ng Object.’ Its might was capable of killing an unwary low-rank Transcended. It was one of the simplest divine arts in Silver Sire.”


    Bishop Daryl said, but Annan was taken aback.


    Because he suddenly saw two glimmering panels before his eyes:


    [Cardinal Bishop Daryl is imparting you the “priest” profession. Would you like to spend five holy light engravings to acquire this profession?]


    [Cardinal Bishop Daryl is teaching you the divine art “nging Object.” Would you like to spend a holy light engraving (Silver Sire) to learn it quickly?]


    This guy is a Cardinal Bishop?!


    Compared with the notification to learn a new skill, this information stunned Annan.


    Bishop Daryl shook the silver coin suddenly.


    Like a magic trick, the silver coin suddenly became a slender and sharp dagger. Its width and length were like five mutton skewers tied together.


    “This divine art is called a ‘Sharp Object.’ It is sharp but fragile, unable to withstand the sh of a sword, but it is enough to cut off the finger easily. It is generally used for stabbing, but it can also be used to cut ropes or a throat cut. If your hands and feet are tied up with a rope, it can help you out.”


    As the fat bishop spoke, he demonstrated to Annan the sharpness of this temporary weapon.


    He pressed the weapon tightly on his left arm, then slid it gently, and blood oozed out.


    Annan could tell right away that its sharpness was simr to a razor de, but it was thicker and harder.


    At the same time, a third glimmering panel popped up in front of him again.


    “Thest thing is our signature divine art.”


    Bishop Daryl said, putting down the temporary weapon and taking out another silver coin.


    He put the silver coin on his forehead and flicked it lightly.


    The silver coin had a faint edge cked out.


    He passed the silver coin for Annan for take a look.


    “This represents my health. If the color changes, it means that the injury can be treated with divine arts.”


    Daryl said, shaking the silver coin vigorously, and then the ck edge was thrown out. It was like using a clinical thermometer.


    “This divine art is called Eternal Youth.”


    Daryl pressed the silver coin to his wound and gave a wry smile, “Although that’s supposedly the case…”


    As Daryl spoke, he gently cut the wound with the silver coin.


    It was like being pulled up by a zipper.


    Wherever the silver coin passed, the wound recovered.


    But after it was used up, the silver coin suddenly turned ck, cracked, and disappeared into the air.


    “See? You have to use at least one silver coin at a time. It depends on the number of your engravings in terms of the ability’s upper limit. But generally speaking, it is quite expensive.”


    Bishop Daryl reminded earnestly, “Silver Sire’s divine arts’ medium is ‘silver coins’ and ‘silver jewelry of equivalent value.’ Although it is not easy to find in a nightmare, you can usually find it if you look carefully. Several other upright deities’ mediums are much easier to find.


    “The pocket watches we carry with us hide the curse that ‘makes it more expensive.’ Some pocket watches have signatures of some important people and are iid with some precious gems. This is also the reason.


    “This pocket watch is thest counterattack for us, the Silver Sire’s priests, when we encounter a strong enemy. With the ultra-high value of this pocket watch, we can deliver a formidable counterattack.”


    Having said that, the fat bishop paused slightly, emphasized his tone, and reminded seriously, “Of course, if the pocket watch is expended, the church will not easily provide a second one!


    “If you dream of Silver Sire, you can spend three engravings first and ask him to bestow you these three divine arts. If you learn it on your own, it will be better. This shows that you have a good fate with Silver Sire. With how fast your learning speed is, it shows your talent is substantially higher.”


    The fat bishop hadn’t finished speaking yet, but he saw Annan silently taking out a silver coin.


    With a simple swipe, Annan summoned a sharp and slender dagger.


    “Is this how you do it?”


    Annan spoke in an innocent and ignorant tone, like a cute seal that came ashore to bask under the sun, “I don’t quite understand this divine art. What’s the standard?”


    There was a silver gleam in Annan’s eyes.


    Watching this scene, Bishop Daryl became silent for a moment.


    Hisplexion changed several times, and he spoke with some difficulty, “Annan, although you are a foreigner, you can’t necessarily be a cardinal bishop.”


    “Tell me more about it after you be a cardinal.”


    Annan smiled and interrupted Bishop Daryl’s words, “It’s almost nine o’clock. Let’s go to Salvatore. I wille back to ask you for adviceter. Remember to call me Don Juan in front of outsiders, Grandpa Daryl.”


    “Alright.”


    Bishop Daryl’splexion changed for a while, but he sighed and responded softly.


    Annan politely bowed to him.


    Annan was still grateful to this Santa us who gave him an identity, important information, profession, and skills.


    —Grandpa Daryl, pleasee to chat often in the future~
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