Chapter 1639

"The head of the emperor's territory is 1.778.5542!"

"Quasi Holy Land head 132! "

" four heads of low level Holy Land! "

"A head in the middle level Holy Land!"

Fang fan has no nonsense and reports the statistical data directly.

"So much?"

"You're not making up data, are you?"

After hearing the data reported by Fang fan, the leader of the alliance of light temple clergymen immediately opened their eyes in disbelief. At the same time, the greedy look in their eyes was obvious.

"I'm don Hao, Archbishop of the alliance of light temple!"

The head of the bright alliance Temple clergy mouth slightly raised, suddenly to Fang fan smile

Fang fan secretly nodded, not too eager, but not completely cold.

Archbishop According to the Ministry division of the light alliance temple, this is already the fourth grade clergy

In the alliance of light temple, the Ministry is divided into ten categories.

The clergy at the bottom of the temple are actually probationary priests and preparatory priests There is no grade at all Just barely entered the gate of the alliance of light temple.

Ten grade priest, nine grade God, eight grade high priest, seven grade priest, sixth grade high priest, fifth grade bishop, fourth grade archbishop, third grade cardinal, second grade cardinal, first grade Pope / Saint!

Fang fan's initial goal is to mix a fourth grade Archbishop in the temple of the alliance of light

There are, of course, some subtleties in each rank

For example, acting as archbishop of the third grade cardinal

As the name implies, an agent is an agent, and can also be regarded as a preparatory cardinal

In terms of grade, it is half a grade lower than the real cardinal, but half a grade higher than the Archbishop of the fourth grade In the middle.

Fang fan didn't say much, but Tang Hao, the Archbishop of the temple of the alliance of light, said every word.

"No one dares to do anything to you in the holy city of light."

"If you don't have a way, you can't do it..."

"Do you have any familiar clergy in the light alliance temple?"

"Where are you from?"

"You..."

……

In a word, it's all routine, and it's not too much to say that it's some nonsense, because most of them really have no value, and it's bullshit.

"Has my contribution been accounted for?"

Fang fan curled his lips and looked silent.

He did not flatter Archbishop Tang Hao, but he did not express dissatisfaction or offend It's rather oily.

"One hundred and seventy-eight thousand five hundred and forty-two heads of the emperor's territory, one contribution point for each, and one hundred and seventy-eight thousand five hundred and forty-two contribution points in total!"

"One hundred and thirty-two quasi Holy Land heads, each with 100 contribution points, totally 1300200 contribution points!"

"Four low level Holy Land heads, each with 10000 contribution points, a total of 40000 contribution points!"

"A medium level Holy Land head, each million attack points, a total of one million contribution points!"

"Total contribution points: 2.831.742 contribution points!"

More than 2 million contribution points, this is not a small number!

Looking at the light contribution in his hands, the number gradually emerged, Fang fan's face smile more and more.

Although we don't know the exchange ratio between the source of God and the contribution of light, we have hope at least.