"Holy crap! He really dares to say that!"

"As expected of Brother Niu, I will accept his confident nonsense."

"The Necromancer looks up to the Holy Light. What does he think?"

Dabai and the other three looked at each other in confusion. As a serious game player, who doesn't know that light magic and death magic are completely opposite. Necromancers believe in light. Aren't they afraid of being struck by lightning when they say this?

How could this guy say this without changing his expression?

"What? Do you have any objections?"

Only Brother Chun didn't take it seriously, and even thought the other people were strange.

𝟿𝟼sʜᴜ.ɴᴇᴛ】

"You...are you educating me?" St. Peter looked at Wang Yuan blankly, a little incredulous.

After living for so many years, this was the first time someone spoke to me like this, and this person was the Necromancer I usually hated the most.

What makes St. Peter even more angry is that he still can't find Wang Yuan's flaw.

"I'm not educating you, I'm correcting you." Wang Yuandao: "Do you know why you are always a little bit behind? Do you know why you can't be the pope? It's because you still have a discriminating mind and don't treat everyone equally. , you even think that we necromancers are not worthy of believing in the Holy Light. Don’t you know that people in darkness crave light more?”

"Almost...this..."

Hearing Wang Yuan's words, Saint Peter was shocked.

Back then, the God of Light once told St. Peter with sincerity and sincerity that he was still a little short of the Pope.

Unexpectedly, a necromancer would say the same thing now.

"People who live in darkness long for light..." Saint Peter repeated Wang Yuan's words thoughtfully: "You are right, but how do you prove it?"

"Brother Chun!! Perform a Holy Light Technique for Your Excellency St. Peter." Wang Yuan smiled slightly and snapped his fingers.

Brother Chun took a few steps forward, came to St. Peter and used a "Holy Light" casually.

The holy light lit up, shining brightly on Brother Chun.

Everything looks so incredible.

"My undead can bathe in the holy light, and you are still questioning me?" Wang Yuan sneered.

"This this……"

Looking at Brother Chun in front of him, Saint Peter was completely speechless.

"Okay! I, St. Peter, personally grant you the authority to build the church."

As he spoke, Saint Peter pointed his finger, and a ray of holy light enveloped Wang Yuan.

At the same time, a drawing appeared in Wang Yuan's hand.

[System prompt: You have obtained the building permission "Temple of Light\

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