Even if there is a promotion in the future, Woods probably can only be a deputy officer and in charge of staff affairs, rather than facing the enemy head-on.

Therefore, in the Winter Military Region where Louis belongs, Wuzhi was not popular. The platoon leaders were unwilling to bring such a "weak" deputy, which made Louis pick up an experienced deputy.

However, the combat effectiveness they were struggling with was nothing in Louis's opinion.

In the face of rapidly developing guns, except for those high-level strong men, how many low-level people can escape guns?

Instead of continuing to worry about personal strength, it is better to think about how to combine personal strength with gun combat... For example, killing the enemy commander with one shot from eight hundred miles away, in the extraordinary world, Louis felt that it might be possible.

Lewis was completely relieved to hand over the affairs to Woods, so he followed the Black Soil Village with several soldiers.

While walking, he silently recorded the terrain of Heitu Village and compared it with the memories a few days ago, Louis naturally arranged several escape routes in his heart.

Walking all the way to the end of the village, Louis saw a long staircase, built with a wooden gate at the low and low, which could not even reach the foot of the hill.

Yes, it is just a gate, just erected in front of the stairs dozens of meters - in the Far East, such buildings are often called archways, or torii.

"Have you been here before when you were looking for someone?"

The soldier replied: "According to the villagers, there is a third-level priest in the monastery above. He will not participate in those bandit suppression and other things."

This means that I haven't searched carefully.

Louis nodded without saying a word. The power of the church is very strong in Ledeta. It is normal for soldiers to be in awe of the monastery, but before the Blood Moon, it is better to eliminate possible dangers as much as possible.

He walked up the stairs, and the soldiers around him hesitated for a while before walking up with him.

Stepping up the steps in the pine forest, there was indeed a strange-looking monastery on it. Perhaps in order to resist the coldness of high latitudes, this monastery did not build a high roof, nor did it see the kind of temple for dozens of people to pray together. Apart from the main hall where the statues of gods were worshipped, other buildings actually looked like ordinary practice residences.

Looking around from this high place, the entire Heitu Village was even more taken into consideration.

Louis smiled, "It will be very convenient to observe the terrain in this place and draw a map."

There is another thing he hid in his heart and didn't say, if the machine gun cannon was invented, this would be an excellent fire suppression point.

Retracting his gaze, Louis looked at the monastery, and neatly arranged maple trees along the road, with no leaves left on it, only snow on the branches, which looked quite cold.

"That's the place to worship the God of Snow."

He was looking at the huge stone statues worshipped in the main hall from afar through the shrine, and a crisp sound came from beside him.

Turning around, a little girl in a fur coat, about thirteen or fourteen years old was walking out of the side hall of the monastery and heading towards the shrine sandwiched by the maple tree.

Her face was clean, not as mud as children in this era. She walked closer with a candlestick in her hand, but the posture in her hand made Louis feel that it was more like holding a sword.

She glanced at Louis and the others, her azure blue pupils were very clear, "You can come in." She said.

"Are you from this monastery?"

The God of Wind and Snow is a common god worshipped in the north. Even if the power of the Holy Temple is great, it still does not overshadow humans' instinct for wind, snow and coldness, and this belief has never been extinct.

However, the gods of wind and snow worshipped in various places are actually completely different... It is precisely because of this that the church did not fear it, and the main focus of the church is still on the warm plains in the south.

In Lideta, not to mention that he is just a platoon leader, even if he is a regiment leader, he must be respectful to the local sacred temple. However, if it is the wild gods, evil spirits, or the self-built monastery that worships "spirits", the situation will be reversed. As long as Louis does not desecrate the gods they worship, they will not be able to take care of them.

The Black Tu Village enshrined is obviously some of the "spirits" selected by the residents here.

Louis led several soldiers toward the Shinto.

"I am the nun here."

The little girl was wearing a dress made of animal skin, and looked completely different from the nuns in Louis' impression... However, this monastery seemed to be very different from those he was familiar with.

"Really?"

"Fake."

The little nun glanced at Louis, replied frankly, and ignored others, just kept his head back.

"If you have the chance... you can try to make friends with this kid."

Stepping on the Shinto that had cleared the snow, a cold and wet sound came from my mind again.

"What's the reason?" Louis asked, listening to the familiar cold voice in his mind.

"She has the talent to be a hero."

"Hero's talent? What is that?"

It seemed as if the temple was near the worship of the God of Wind and Snow, the sound in my mind suddenly became silent. Louis asked in his heart a few times without answering.

Soon, Shinto came to an end, and Louis had to pull his attention back.

The little nun stood in front of the hall and looked back at Louis and others who followed her, "You can stop after that, otherwise it will be quite troublesome."

After saying that, the little nun walked to the statue with a candlestick, took out a match from the animal's leather jacket and lit the incense candle, and the faint fragrance slowly overflowed. Then she took out a piece of bread, accompanied by some wine, and formed a sacrament to worship it in front of the statue, and knelt in front of the statue and prayed.

Louis lost interest after hearing this. This little nun was obviously not the third-level powerful man mentioned by the soldier. As for the matter that the evil god in his mind said, he did not intend to spend time to verify at a low level.

The blood moon is approaching, and there are still many things in the Heitu Village. After satisfying his little curiosity, Louis is ready to return.

"Who is yours?"

Just as he turned around and wanted to leave, a voice suddenly exploded in his ears, and a majestic figure seemed to appear in front of him, pressing forward with endless power.

He lost his composure for a moment. The strength of the third level made him react in the moment of his loss of consciousness. Louis vigilantly scanned the surroundings.

The previous sound was powerful, but it did not overflow around. Except for Louis who had the third-level strength and had no response, the few subordinates who brought him were dizzy.

Louis quickly discovered the target.

It was a middle-aged man in black who walked out from behind the temple of Taoism. He was wearing a solemn black monastic uniform and neatly maintained brown and black hair, which made him look extremely solemn. There was a string of black bead chains between his hands that were forked in front of his chest, which also brought a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.

The trick he just showed is not simple, and it can only be done by second-level skills.

But as soon as he came up, Louis's face turned cold, "I'm just a curious person to come and take a look."

He was too lazy to even introduce himself.

"Is Lideta's army? So that's it. No wonder the people in the village asked us to prepare the sacramental offerings for the God of Snow and Snow."

Louis was almost coming to his senses, and the priest in black focused his eyes on him, and he turned around Louis's military uniform before nodding slightly.

"You are visiting the God of Wind and Snow, or just taking a look, please give yourself your own care. If you want to visit, you can ask Anna to explain some etiquette to you later."

While speaking, the little nun had already completed her prayer. As soon as she got up from the ground, she took the sake and bread from the statue and walked out of the temple with her hands.

As soon as she left the door, she stuffed the cake in her hand into her mouth and bit it down, leaving a clear gap on the cake.

The priest in black scolded, "Anna! How many times have he said it, it is the communion dedicated to the God of Wind and Snow!"

"The worship has been completed, this is to not waste it." The young nun Anna responded vaguely, not caring about the face of the priest in black at all, "Besides, worshiping the God of Wind and Snow is useless, isn't it?"

"shut up!"

The priest in black suddenly turned gloomy.

His face was gloomy and gloomy. A few seconds later, he turned his head to look at Louis, and his hands were spread apart to his chest. A white light floated from the palm of his right hand, which was hanging on the black bead chain. The waves of the third-level powerful man swept across. "This is the temple of the God of Wind and Snow. What else do you want to do if you stay here?"

This is to drive people away.

Louis had never had the intention to be so choked about such a disagreement. He smiled and stretched out his index finger with his right hand.

With a light click, a bright red blood-energy column burst out, and with the blessing of [Precise Aim], it hit the palm of the black-clad priest.

As soon as the red and white meet, a hissing sound immediately made, reacting violently, and countless waves splashed.

This is also a third-order feature.

"Sorry, I'm also level 3." Looking at the dark priest's gloomy face after suppressing the fluctuation, Louis smiled faintly.

The characteristics of a third-level strongman are called terrifying, no, it is called Dou Qi release!

No energy in the first and second orders cannot be separated from the body, and can be attached to the body surface at most, or indirectly exposed through skills.

For example, no matter what church, it will take the first-hand [Sacred Light Technique], which is the most widely applicable ex vivo skill in the first level, except for the different colors.

Some underground secret cultivation organizations that rely on evil sacrifices to obtain power, the so-called "holy light" in their hands is pure black. Not only does it have common therapeutic effects, but it is filled with tyrannical and terrifying energy. It can even cause a small-scale explosion. It is absolutely fine to take it to the Far East to install the celestial master, "Damn! You splash monkey, eat a thunder in my palm!"

"Since you are also in the third level, you are qualified to stay and listen to it, God of Wind and Snow..." After seeing Louis's strength, the priest in black thought for a moment before he said slowly.

Louis raised his brow and interrupted the priest's words, "Sorry, I didn't want to know these things. You should find someone else."

"Hmph, I hope you won't regret it." The priest in black looked even more gloomy. He stared at the blood energy jumping on Louis's hands, sneered, and turned to Anna who was stuffing the last small piece of cake into his mouth, "Anna, send them away."

After saying that, he left with his sleeves straight away.

"Let's go." Anna took the lead in carrying the small oak bottle to the Shinto.

Louis looked back at the huge statue. As the candlelight swayed, the light and shadow kept changing on the stone statue. After losing Anna's prayer, the shadow on the statue quietly brought an inhuman aura. Louis was silent for a while, and turned around to follow the little nun Anna.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Anna pouring the oak bottles into the wine that had just been used as communion.

"Is it okay for the nun to do this?"

"Huh~ Comfort!" Anna put down the bottle of wine, and her answer was quite polite. "Isn't the nun's function just to pray to the gods and let them hear the voices of the lambs? Why can't I drink after I finish my own business?"

"The God of Wind and Snow seems to be extremely relaxed in faith." But compared to the God of Wind and Snow and this monastery, Louis is more interested in Anna, "Don't you nuns need to wear nun suits?"

The priest in black was no different from the priests he had met. They were both meticulous. No matter whether they had some money transactions behind their backs, they always looked as if they were pure and desireless.

But Anna didn't want to maintain such superficial skills.

"Sir, that clothes are cold! The cold wind blows!"
To be continued...