Shortly after Jiang Xilin left, three members of the Shenting Fighting Priests arrived at the scene.

All three of them were seen wearing bright silver helmets, black silver-edged cloaks, and carrying a huge flying cross on their backs that symbolized the divine court.

"They have already left, we are too late."

One of them said, his voice sounded very young.

"It doesn't matter, just look around and see if there are any clues."

The man in the middle said while turning his head and looking around.

His voice has the tone of a middle-aged man with a strong voice, and his low and steady tone is very convincing.

"Then I'll go over there and have a look."

The third person said, and walked towards the direction of Jiangxi Lin's small hand axe.

The three of them split up and explored the area, looking for any clues left behind after the battle.

After a while, all three of them made discoveries one after another.

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Each collects the clues and then merges them together.

The young newly promoted fighting priest took out a long and skinny arm.

I saw that the arm was extremely pale, without any blood, and the fracture was burnt black but very smooth.

"Based on the analysis of this arm, both parties in the battle should be unclean ones who are about to be completely transformed."

"Only one party should be the unclean one."

The battle priest who was the first to choose the direction of the search put forward a different point of view and took out the small hand ax he had found.

At this time, the small hand ax has completely lost its original bright silver luster and has become completely black. The once sharp ax blade is now notched and curled.

"The arm in your hand was probably chopped off by this small hand axe. If nothing else, I think that when this hand ax was intact, it must have been etched with an arcane magic circle."

The middle-aged battle priest, who was vaguely the captain of the three-man team, nodded in agreement.

"Well, this ax should have been etched with a flame circle by the Arcanist. Look, from here to here, there are traces of being burned by the flames on the ground. And this axe, take a closer look.

I guess these lines above are the remnants of some kind of flame arcane magic circle."

"So, what was fighting here before was an arcanist and an unclean one that was about to be completely transformed?"

The middle-aged fighting priest nodded slightly.

"Can fight the unclean ones who are about to be completely transformed, and still have the upper hand. There are such powerful arcanists, and they are also arcanists in arcane magic formations. As far as I know, there are only one in the entire Dongting City.

Baron Baham alone?"

The priest who picked up Jiangxi Lin's small hand ax touched his chin and said.

The young combat priest who picked up Edward Gale's severed arm looked at the middle-aged priest, with doubts in his eyes.

"But this is the Blackstone District. Why would Baron Baham come here to fight with the unclean people when he has nothing to do?"

Middle-aged priest:......

The priest who picked up the ax:...

This kid himself just said that among the known people, only Baron Baham had this strength. He did not say that the person who came here to fight was Baron Baham.

What he wanted to express was that Dongting City secretly had another powerful arcane magician like Baron Baham.

Too lazy to explain to him, the priest who picked up the hand ax opened his mouth and planned to continue his speculation, but was interrupted by the middle-aged priest suddenly raising his hand.

Because, they found two figures running towards this side.

Among the two figures, the shorter one walks with a slight limp, while the taller figure is wearing a leather jacket and tight leather pants.

"It's Reva Kanter and Durant of the Kingdom's Night Knights."

The young priest stood behind the middle-aged priest and said in a low voice.

"Ignore them, we just need to do our part."

The middle-aged priest said solemnly, and the other two relatively young priests calmed down a lot after hearing this.

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…

Jiang Xilin didn't know how he insisted on coming back.

He only remembered that his head felt like it was exploding, and his ears were filled with the whispers of "Belitili Barat Lilitu".

After he came back, he didn't even have time to lock the door, so he fell directly on the sofa and fell into a fantasy world.

There was a thick gray fog in front of me, and the ground was covered with a half-foot-thick layer of snow. Withered weeds were stuck on the surface of the snow. Together with the gray light source that came from nowhere, they created this lifeless landscape.

Ruined world.

"Belitili Barat Lilitu..."

"Belitili Barat Lilitu..."

"Belitili Barat Lilitu..."

The ethereal whisper was like a repeater, repeating this sentence endlessly.

Jiangxi Lin listened carefully, trying to discern the gender of the owner of the voice from the whisper.

But no, it failed.

So Jiang Xilin slowly took steps and explored in the direction where the whisper came from.

The gray fog did not hinder his movement. Through the changes on the ground, Jiang Xilin knew that he was not standing still.

Finally, after he followed the whispers for about ten minutes, the gray fog began to dissipate quickly.

It was like the curtain covering the eyes was suddenly removed, revealing a stage carefully arranged by an unknown being behind the curtain.

A dilapidated castle that almost completely collapsed, with only some standing broken walls and ruins remaining. Under the cold and lonely light of the Broken Moon, they tell the story of its former grandeur and glory.

Jiang Xilin climbed up the snow-covered stone steps.

Passing through the arched city gate, which has collapsed more than half, I gently caressed the stone pillars that were once beautifully carved, but have now been smoothed by time.

Whoosh——

Jiang Xilin stopped what he was doing and quickly turned his head to look at a collapsed stone wall in front of him on the left.

Just now, he seemed to see a dark shadow flashing from the corner of his eye.

"Berytili Barat Lilitu..."

The whispering sound became clearer and clearer, and Jiang Xilin could clearly feel that the source of the sound should be somewhere in the castle.

He retracted his palm, raised his 200% vigilance, and continued walking towards the center of the ruined castle.

He felt that only by walking up to the whispering being could this illusion end.

Whoosh——

Whoosh——

More and more shadows were wandering back and forth between the broken wall columns. Jiang Xilin felt that there was an inexplicable feeling of irritability and rejection in the quiet and strange castle.

It felt like a pack of wolves whose territory had been invaded by a lion, and he was the invading lion.

"Fuck!"

In the dilapidated castle illuminated by the Broken Moon, a rushing voice suddenly broke the tranquility of the environment.

Just because Jiang Xilin was frightened, by a strange creature that looked like a hairless hunting dog, but had a head that was seven-quarters like a human.

When Jiangxi Lin had just rounded a stone wall, it suddenly jumped out from behind a fallen stone pillar, opened its petal mouth full of fangs and sharp teeth like in Resident Evil, and headed towards Jiangxi Lin's head.

Come bite.

Fortunately, Jiang Xilin's reaction was not slow. After dodging sideways, he kicked the monster in the stomach with a roundhouse kick.

Bang--

"Ouch~~~"

The monster fell heavily to the ground and let out a scream of unknown meaning.

"Ah?"
Chapter completed!