In Cecil's leadership, in the Church of Holy Light, Gowan took Amber and Pitman who had just come out of the Alchemy Laboratory and found Wright.

At this time, Wright had already replaced his seriously damaged armor and replaced it with a priest's robe sewn in coarse cloth. His mental state is obviously much better than the tired and gloomy look when he just returned to the territory. When Gao Wen brought people into the church, he was wiping the classic shelf in front of the pulpit, looking calm and calm.

But Gao Wen knew that the true calmness and indifference had gone far away from the pastor. At this moment, he was just waiting to take over the career of the Holy Light again.

There is no doubt that being examined and researched to help everyone understand that the secret of mortals getting the power of the Holy Light is also part of the cause of holy light.

"It seems that you have been resting well these days," Gao Wen nodded and said, looking at Wright who was regaining his spirits. "How do you feel now? Is there any other change in your body?"

"No, everything is fine, the Holy Light is as always," Wright smiled softly. Although there was a shocking scar on his face, his smile still felt reassuring and trustworthy, but then he frowned again. "But I don't know if it's an illusion. Recently, I always feel that there is something in the church... different from before."

"The church is different from before?" Gao Wen asked curiously, "Where is different?"

"I always feel that someone has entered the church," Wright told me frankly, "but I can't see anyone."

As soon as these words came out, Gao Wen and Pitman subconsciously glanced at Amber who was standing next to him and wandering outside the sky.

The half-elves suddenly woke up from the distracted state, and then shouted: "Hey, what do you think of me?! Am I like the kind of person who casually slips into someone else... casually slips into the Church of Holy Light? My Shadow God chose! I have principles..."

Before Amber could finish yelling, Gao Wen shook his head: "I also think this matter has nothing to do with you. The most valuable thing in this church is a few pieces of crystal glass, which can attract your attention."

Amber nodded deeply, looking proud with a look of disgrace, while Pittman next to him looked up and down with an interesting expression: "Maybe it was a little misalignment of perception that arises after breaking through the mental restrictions... It's interesting, interesting..."

Then, before Wright could speak, the old man asked, "I heard that you have completely given up your faith in the God of Holy Light?"

To this day, Wright has been able to face and talk about this topic naturally. He nodded calmly: "I chose the right path I think is the right way. An empty idol cannot uphold the justice of the Holy Light. I now believe in the morality I firmly believe in than the God of the Holy Light."

Pitman nodded: "Let me see your holy light."

Wright did not hesitate, and then opened his hands when he heard this, and a hazy clear light appeared beside him.

Gao Wen looked at the light floating in the air, and always felt something flashing in the light, but when he looked closely, it was just dust particles floating in the air.

Pitman seemed to have not noticed this. He just observed Wright's way of summoning the Holy Light, and asked in more detail: "You don't need to pray when summoning the Holy Light? So is there a substitute casting process?"

"It does not require casting spells just by calling the Holy Light Response like this. It is similar to talented spell casting, but to use a relatively powerful power of the holy light, it still requires the assistance of the casting ritual. However, the prayer steps for the gods that were originally necessary to be performed when releasing the magic were omitted, and guiding the holy light when casting spells also requires my own mental power. At first, I was not very used to it, but now I am used to it."

"This shows that you have a good magical talent. One thing Druid believes in is that the so-called 'spiritual talent' of the clergy is actually a kind of magical talent," Pittman rubbed his beard. "In addition, although you can summon a very high-intensity and purity of holy light, there should be very few holy light skills you can release, right?"

"Yes," Wright was not curious about why Pittman knew this detail, but just answered all the old man's questions in a very cooperative manner. "In the process of most divine arts, praying to gods is the most important part. After omitting it, the remaining casting prayer or spell model can hardly support a divine art to operate, so now I can only cast a few divine arts. Although their power seems to have become stronger, the types are indeed reduced."

"This is because you are not a mage, and you can't use the mage's method to deduce magic models, so you only have powerful holy light, but you can't make good use of it... But this is not a problem. We have studied a lot of results in the field of transformation of divine arts and magic, and Kamier is an expert in this field. He should be able to help you improve those spell casting skills... And now, let's study how you can control the holy light by yourself..."

Gao Wen couldn't help asking next to him: "Does Wright's process of controlling the Holy Light have similarities with the druids back then?"

"To be honest, it's different..." Pittman frowned, "You should know that the end of the druid faith back then was due to the 'Fallen Star' incident, which can be said to be the iron proof of the fall of the God of Nature. All druids witnessed the fall of the God of Nature with their own eyes. Whether they want to or not, the druids lost their faith or lost their goal of faith at that time, and the natural divine magic was directly invalid afterwards. The druids mastered natural magic without any pressure or limitations from the gods. But Wright, who mastered natural magic, was different."

Speaking of this, Pitman glanced at Wright: "Even if you don't plan to believe in the God of Light, you probably didn't see it dead in front of you at that time, right?"

Gao Wen couldn't help but sigh that this old man's sharp and unique language art was not in front of him, if he hadn't been Wright, any holy light believer would have had blood splattered five steps at this time. I really don't know how this old man could live so big under such a sarcastic situation. His original intention of learning druid spells back then was not to prevent being beaten to death on the spot after being humble.

Moreover, even though Wright had broken free from the faith of the God of Light, he felt awkward after hearing Pittman's simple and straightforward words, and then shook his head with a lot of laughter and cry: "Of course I didn't see it... I only had my own emotions in my mind at that time."

"This is the difference. When the druid gains the ability to cast freely, the God of Nature is dead, and the natural divine magic has expired. And these are all certain facts, but is the God of Holy Light dead now? Is the God of Holy Light invalid? Obviously not."

Gao Wen actually really wants to say that the God of Holy Light is really dead. Not to mention the God of Holy Light, the God of War is also dead, the Three Gods of Nuan are also dead, and even the God of Death is dead, I don’t know how this is done in the end...

But unfortunately, he could only mutter in his heart. It is the same whether others believe in these facts, let alone that he dare not be completely sure whether the position of the God of the Holy Light is empty. After all, the prayers of the believers of the Holy Light are responding.

And he heard what the little old man meant from Pittman's words:

The druids gain the ability to cast spells freely because the god of nature is really gone. Without the constraints of the gods, the druids can cast spells freely.

And Wright...he forced himself to obtain the power of the Holy Light while the God of Holy Light is alive.

"There are many people who specialize in the history of the fall of White Star. We have always believed that the premise that mortals can transform the power of divine art into magic and use it freely is the corresponding god's fall, and their binding power disappears," Pittman looked at Wright, and the expression on his face gradually became serious, "But after seeing you, I came up with an idea. Perhaps the real breakthrough is not in God, but in the mortals themselves."

"Will there be another possibility?" Gao Wen decided to remind him indirectly to prevent Pittman's inference from falling into a misunderstanding. "If the God of Holy Light had actually died like the God of Nature, it was just that no one knew this, so every believer of Holy Light was bound by himself..."

"...Ah, this is a bold idea," Pittman looked at Gao Wen in surprise, but after a moment he thought about the possibility of this bold idea. "...Anyway, there are no ones who believe in the God of Light here, so we can boldly assume this guess, but there is still a problem that Wright still believes in the existence of the God of Light when he breaks through the constraints of faith, right?"

"Yes," Wright replied with a serious expression, "even now, I think the God of Light exists, even if I no longer believe in it."

"Anyway, our inferences are heading in one direction. The so-called limitations of divine arts seem to exist only in our own hearts?" Pittman raised his eyelids, with a little confused expression, "Can it be that as long as a believer believes that he can be free from the limitations of the gods, he is really unrestricted and can use the power of the corresponding divine arts by himself?"

"This is impossible," Amber shook his head in disbelief. "If it were so simple, there should be a few priests in the world who let themselves go for so many years. Has anyone been able to successfully transform the magic technique into magic? I still remember that a priest of the Holy Light tried to use a magic array to control the holy light. Didn't he fail in the end..."

"Maybe it's not enough 'self-affirmation'? Maybe it's because the mind has not completely escaped from the influence of faith?" Pittman said his guess and finally looked at Wright, "Do you remember how you felt and thoughts you had broken through the limits of faith and obtained the Holy Light? Well... I know this memory may not be very good to you, but it is really important for our research."

"It's okay, I understand," Wright smiled softly, then frowned slightly, recalling the moment that changed everything. After a long time, he broke the silence. "I remember that I had only one very strong idea at that time... If God cannot believe, I believe in myself."

"If God is not trusting, do you believe in yourself?" Gao Wen repeated this sentence, "It's just because of this idea?"

"It's just this idea, and it was the only idea I thought at that time," said Wright. "I had a blank mind, and only this idea exploded. Then, driven by this idea, I completely abandoned all my dependence and hope on God. At a moment...a very brief moment, I felt like I had broken something, it was like a lock, and when I reacted, I had already regained the Holy Light."

Pitman picked up his beard again: "Has a lock been broken..."
Chapter completed!