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What should be said is not without saying it. Wu Hui really can't understand why this dark witch can always turn her mind to the massacre of the city and destroy the earth.

Under the collapse, he felt exhausted both physically and mentally. He said a few stern words to make her reflect on herself, so he was too lazy to care about her anymore.

"My Lord!" In the gate of heaven, Saint Luke returned to the kingdom of heaven. He handed Wu Hui a level 6 crystal core dug out of the body of a rotten corpse flying dragon, and his expression was extremely guilty.

"It's okay, isn't it just that I didn't catch the servant of the undead? Looking back, we have the opportunity to slowly dig out the cult organization." Today, Wu Hui has a large number of believers, and with St. Luke, the war angel, here, his sense of security and confidence are no longer the same.

While speaking, he took advantage of the situation to absorb the level 6 crystal core and gained nearly 5 points of divine power at once.

Wu Hui, who has seen more than 100 points of divine power "huge assets", it is difficult for him to feel excited about this mere 5 points of divine power.

However, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat.

He is now lacking divine power. With these 5 divine powers to supplement, he still feels much better. Even his heart, which was damaged when communicating with the Dark Witch, seems to be comforted.

Though the dark witch Judy was reckless, she also dealt with an earl and dug out a cult that spread to Wu Hui near. Even if she had no credit, she would have worked hard.

With her current level 4 strength, she is no longer enough to watch.

Wu Hui immediately thought, and a vast divine power passed down along the channel of faith, washing the body of the dark witch and evolving every cell of her.

In a blink of an eye, the dark witch, who was still crying, suddenly increased her momentum, and the black air around her lingered in her for a long time and could not dissipate.

"What?" The Dark Witch felt the powerful power in her body in disbelief. The bottleneck that had troubled her for many years disappeared.

Level 5!

She was actually promoted to level 5 in an instant.

According to the strength of the mainland, she is already known as a great wizard at level 5. She can be respected wherever she goes, and will gain a place even in the imperial capital.

"Great Lord, your faithful servant Judy, thank you for your favor." The Dark Witch murmured with thanks, murmured sweetly in her heart. It seemed that my Lord was very satisfied with my actions, otherwise it would be impossible for God to be brought down.

"Great Lord, Judy has understood your intentions and will not disappoint you."

In the Kingdom of God, Wu Hui, who was casually descending from the gods, no longer focused on Judy. For some reason, he sneezes twice, and his heart felt a little chill. Could there be any more trouble?

How could he have expected that the dark witch Judy would have misunderstood his intentions again.

"My Lord, we must be vigilant when the dark forces appear this time." Saint Luke advised with a serious face, "I suggest sending some clergy into the enemy's hinterland and conducting a good investigation. If any uncontrollable signs appear, they will be wiped out immediately."

This guy Luke didn't look like he was honest and honest, but he was very stubborn and crazy at heart. Otherwise, he wouldn't have hiked alone half a year ago to the Holy City, and wouldn't have stubbornly walked back from the wilderness after his soul revived.

Wu Hui thought about it and shook his head and said, "You must not alarm the situation, or even take the initiative to deliver it to your door. What we lack the most is the time for development."

"My lord is wise." Saint Luke shamelessly flattered.

"Apart from that Mao God, there is another thing that makes me even more headache." Wu Hui rubbed his slightly painful brain, "When Miss Judy accidentally killed Earl Raymond, I'm afraid the war will be on fire again."

Now that the Holy See of Light has just eaten the Lu'an area like a snake swallowing an elephant, it is just necessary to calm down and digest it well, but it is really not suitable for another battle.

After Judy made this happen, his plan was disrupted.

"My Lord~ I think this is a good thing." But St. Luke didn't think so. "Count Raymond died, and the only legal heir, Connor, has also died. The Count has no leader, and there will definitely be civil strife. This is our opportunity."

"The Holy See of Light is now strong, and Catherine has become a level 5 grand nun. He can take advantage of the chaos to snatch another piece of territory from the earl's corps and expand another wave of believers. When they end the battle for the titles, we have already stabilized our territory and faith. Even if they want to expel us, it will be too late."

The more St. Luke spoke, the more excited he became. His deep black eyes were shining and gradually became fanatical.

"What you said makes sense."

Wu Hui was also a little excited when he heard what he said.

The Holy See is indeed strong enough now, and the number of priests is increasing. Even if he conflicts with the viscounts around him, he is not afraid of being so cautious and conservative. He has no need to be so cautious.

With his mind turned, he quickly made up his mind: "Since that's the case, I will let the Saint pay attention to the situation of the Earl's Corps for the next period of time. Once there is a sign of civil strife, immediately take action to grab the territory. You can also prepare, and you may still need to take action at that time."

“Yes, my lord!”

St. Luke agreed with his promise, and his aura also rose to his feet at this moment, as if he was ready to take action.

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A few days later.

A black crow swept across the mountains and rivers, and flapped his wings and landed in an ancient castle deep in the Morgan Mountains.

The castle is made of black stones, towering and majestic, just like a hideous giant beast, squatting quietly in the darkness, ready to give people a fatal blow anytime and anywhere.

A rich dark aura spread out from the cracks of the stones. The ancient castle was located, and within a radius of several kilometers, there was a faint black mist.

The fog was shrouded in the surrounding creatures, and the creatures around them had undergone subtle mutations. The animals became more irritable and more aggressive. The fierce eyes were filled with scarlet red. Even the plants were twisted and deformed, and strange black patterns were dyed between the branches and leaves, becoming full of aggressiveness.

This is an area ruled by darkness, in the black fog, like another country.

The crow shone with its wings through the bell tower, crashed into a barrier, passed through the dense steps, and soon flew into a huge square below.

The huge square was filled with mist, and one black stone pillar after another stood among them, faintly, as if a huge magic array was formed, with a mysterious aura flowing in it, obscure.

Teams of skeleton waiters and skeleton warriors were wandering in the black fog, like loyal guards, guarding the magic circle in the center.

The crow passed through the thick fog and landed on a table.

This is an altar.

On the altar was a black statue with a blurred face. The statue less than half a person was holding a scepter of bones, and its entire body was shrouded in a black robe, emitting black divine light, magnificent, majestic, but evil.

More than a dozen bloody hearts were placed in a tray and worshipped in front of the statue, and there was still steaming heat.

"The great Lord of the Undead, your servant Solo offers you the freshest tribute..."

At the altar, an old man in black robe was kneeling on his knees humbly and praying intently.

The old man's face was withered, his eyes were deep, his face was terrifyingly pale, and his body was extremely thin, his black robe was empty, as if he would fall down when the wind blew.

However, his eyes were as red as blood, and a pair of black pupils were embedded in the blood. The pious and passionate light burst out from the pupils, madly and bloodthirsty.

If Wu Hui saw this scene here, I would be unable to help but sigh that the dark witch Judy's crazy little bit was simply a witch compared to this person.

After a while, the old man in black robe prayed that he had finished, and then turned his head and looked at the crow that was parked at the corner of the table.

With a wave of his hand, a black light fell on the crow.

In an instant, the black bird that had just appeared vividly instantly exploded into a black fog. After a moment, the black fog dissipated. A black cover letter lay quietly in its original place, with a line of big words written on the cover: The great Solo priest collected.

It turned out that the old man in black robe was the priest of Soro from the mouth of the undead servant Rex!

The Priest Solo opened the envelope, took out the letter and looked at it with a look.

"Connor died, the Holy See of Light rekindled, Earl Raymond was assassinated, the Raymond family fell into chaos, the Earl Leader was in vain..." Looking at the content of the letter, the expression on the withered face of the Priest Solo suddenly became gloomy, and the rage was ignited in his scarlet eyes, "Rex, this trash! A little Earl Leader can't even see it!"

"Click~"

The letter paper was pinched into a ball by him.

The power of darkness spread up, and the brand new parchment was instantly corroded into black and gray, falling from his fingers.

The main priest Solo's expression was gloomy, and the terrifying power surged out from his body. In an instant, the black fog in the entire underground square rolled violently, and the ground under his feet even cracked countless cracks, as if the entire space below was about to be unable to hold on.

The skeleton waiter and skeleton warrior who were guarding the magic circle also felt this terrifying power, and was instantly scared to the point where the bones were stiff and trembling.

After a while, the anger of the Priest Solo was slightly reduced.

He casually called his undead apostle, briefly said what happened, and then said, "Earl Raymond died when he died, but the Earl Raymond is one of the bases that my sect finally established and must not be lost. The heir Connor is already dead, but I remember that he had an illegitimate son, who was born to him and Princess Sophia, the Duchy of Leton. You can find this illegitimate son immediately and bring him back."

"The great priest Solo, please follow your orders."

The undead apostle in a black robe knelt on one knee, respectfully receiving the order, and then lowered his head and quickly retreated.

Once again, the only priest Solo was left in the underground square.

He turned around and stared at the statue of the god on the altar, and a strange arc suddenly cracked the corner of his mouth: "Great Lord of the Undead~ You wait. When I have dealt with the trivial matters in front of me, I will take the head of the so-called Saint of Light, and will never let her become an obstacle to your eternal divine path."

As soon as the words came, the statue of the god on the altar seemed to have some sense, and suddenly rays of black light burst out.

In an instant, it seemed as if the terrifying power from hell had enveloped the entire square. The soul fire of the skeleton waiter and the skeleton warrior who were wandering in the square trembled, and immediately crawled on the ground with trembling trembling, not even daring to move.
Chapter completed!