The black clouds covered the entire sky, and the sound of knocking in the cemetery weakened compared to the beginning. Some of them might have broken free, or were dispersed by the recoil force.

After the "pioneers" were awakened from the soil, they began to wander aimlessly, so that a large number of dead people had penetrated into the forests of Mount Oliver near the cemetery.

And those who recovered in the cemetery finally broke free from the coffin, but were limited by the circle of solid iron railings that could not be separated, and only a few of them found the existence of the door.

These guardrails that once protected their place of sleep have now become their limits.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that these dead bodies have no IQ. Compared with the resurrection of souls, although this soulless person is huge, his IQ is insufficient.

The battle is over, but Charles did not regain the ability to descend the long night. He seemed to have forgotten it for a while. His magnificent blue eyes were like white-collar, emitting brilliant light in the darkness, but because of the shade of trees, the gentleman who was hundreds of meters away could only see a little "stars".

"What kind of compensation do you want?"

After Charles finished his words, the other party spoke without any pause. However, after saying this, he added again: "I hope you can get faster, we'd better reach this deal within ten minutes."

He was not ready to "deni" this. However, it was an indisputable fact that the assassin came to attack - they were very anxious to leave, and taking action was obviously more effective than communicating.

But the situation is basically under control at present, and in the face of serious matters, Charles has no time to care about such things.

"About your specific circumstances, and why you are hunted down by the church."

Without any concealment, he directly asked his own purpose.

This kind of thing does not need to be concealed, because the other party has discovered his identity, so it is very reasonable to ask about it.

"Because we are the sons of the gods." The voice said nonsense, but there was no need for Chardo to ask, and he added another explanatory statement: "The sons of the gods were inherited from ancient gods, and the ancient gods were once the world leader. The Thorn Church was once a member of them, but he betrayed them."

He did not talk about his specific situation, but instead went off topic, but Charles did not care about this, because the other party's off topic was more attractive.

"betray?"

"Yes, more than a thousand years ago, the evil god who colluded with the void, invaded our world and launched a catastrophe of destruction."

"That's a conspirator?"

"In a sense, that's right, but the reason for that is actually for humanity."

Charles was a little surprised by the other party's words.

"In the last era, there were many blasphemous people on earth. The gods originally planned to completely cleanse the world. It was the Lord of Thorns who destroyed their plans, although this method was not very bright."

"Although we are the sons of the gods, we have only obtained their inheritance. We are not real blood relatives, and history cannot be distorted. For myself, we have no malice towards the Thorn Church, and we even think that the church did it right."

This person's tone always seemed very rational when he spoke, which was completely contrary to the kind that Charles had guessed before, and he wanted to pour all the dirty water down.

But Charles continued to ask, and he told the real theme of the conversation

"But we still oppose him."

"Why? He is ready to kill him?"

"No," the other party said something that surprised Charles again.

"Because he wants to turn all the sons of the gods into real gods."

This suddenly sounds very confusing. After a little thought, I discovered something wrong.

The man also said something at the same time.

"He is preparing to resurrect the ancient gods at the cost of us "lucky people". Oh, so lucky."

Shire was shocked when he heard this, and the other party seemed not ready to continue to delay anything. His tone accelerated and began to talk about the news about it. Shire gradually frowned.

However, the conversation did not last long, and was interrupted by a dazzling white light in the direction of the city, which seemed to be some means of the church.

So when the situation was not good, Charles flashed and left the branch, while the other party quickly began to save his companions who were "lying on corpses" everywhere.

...

The morning light of the morning shines diagonally from the corner of the street paved with black stone bricks. The carriage drives on the road leading to the area where the manor is located, passing by passers-by after passers-by.

The middle-aged coachman in overalls sat in front, pulling the reins while looking back at the young man in the carriage with a slightly tired look, showing a smile that even a man knows.

"It is indeed a good place to lick velvet lightly. Sir, you really have a vision."

"Yes, it's not better than good." The young man replied weakly in the car.

The continuous use of spiritual abilities made him feel a little lacking in energy.

"You didn't sleep all night last night?"

"It seems like yes, I don't remember it very much."

"So amazing." The coachman praised sincerely, and then saw that the guest was not interested in speaking, he said without saying anything: "I heard that a dead person was cheated in the cemetery outside the city last night."

"Oh?" the young man in the car raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "What a zombie?"

"It's just that dead people are alive. You can hear the sound of the coffin being broken from all over the world. The guardian knights of the church have gone to many times. It is said that the Archbishop has been alarmed." The coachman replied: "I saw clearly when I was squatting on the clock street."

"What about specific?" the young man asked.

"I don't know this, I dare not get in." The coachman shrugged: "Many people in the city were shocked, and even the workers who had been making trouble were affected. You may not know that there were actually quite a lot of things that happened yesterday..."

Listening to the coachman's speech vaguely, the young man looked at the morning street scene outside the car window, with a slightly trance-looking look.

Of course he is Charles.

After getting some information from the son of the gods, Charles relied on death teleportation and the scattered dead bodies to leave the "campus scene".

After hiking back to the city, in order to conceal his whereabouts, he deliberately ran to a chaotic and famous red light district in the city for a night of fishing. It was not until this time that he returned to the Corranston Manor.

He listened to the coachman's words all the time. Although Charles was a little curious about the many situations in the city yesterday, he did not have much time to inquire about it at this moment. Instead, he kept pondering about the words he heard yesterday.

...

"Spirituals can be destroyed, divine nature is immortal, and the gods have not actually died. Their divinity has always been controlled by the church, waiting for the day of recovery."

...

"We are absolutely impossible to join the church, because as long as we advance step by step within the church, we will get closer and closer to the end of being swallowed. Therefore, although the church is the guardian of the world order, we still need to resist it, and we must resist it and not be successful by the church."

...

"Procrastination is useless. This fate is unchanged when you join the church and accept that power. Even if you don't choose to be promoted, they will find various reasons to promote you."

...

"You have such strong power, I'm afraid you are already in the fifth ring? Which son of god are you? Kilmond, the god of winter? Or Asa, the god of death? There are only two ancient gods who are good at cold and death. But if this is true, then what is waiting for you in the end is not just swallowing."

...

"The solution? Unless you swallow the will of the gods when that moment comes, but how is that possible? Or you can also stay away from the church like us and dig our talents in other ways."

...

"But if you have joined the church, you may not be able to do it if you defect. The thorn pledge is not so easy to fool, and the power of the gods in the inheritance will fundamentally eliminate your other paths and can only accept the cultivation from heaven."

...

"We don't know why a betrayer wanted to resurrect the ancient gods, but that doesn't matter at all."

...

"Good luck, my friend."

...

After some effort, Charles finally got what he wanted, but the information was not so beautiful.

"Cultivate your body step by step?" he murmured inwardly, frowning unconsciously.

The church is just, but it is the justice of mankind, not an individual.

Obviously, it is no big deal to sacrifice one or two unlucky guys for some unknown problem.

They didn't know each other, and the two sides were still at a strife. Charles did not believe all of the words of that person, but he could not refuse to believe it either.

No matter whether these are true or false, the sons of the gods are either stable identities.

At present, the right way is to escape from the church early.

But Charles didn't plan to do that.

The time has not come.

Although Charles' current means can interfere with masters at a certain level in the church, this does not mean that he can really fight against the entire church.

His strength is still insufficient.

The most important thing for him, who has a shuttle door, is a stable development environment, rather than being chased by the world.

So for the time being, he is still not ready to act rashly - after all, he has just joined, and it is very early to be "taken away".

There is nothing to worry about for a moment.

"Besides, if they are really resurrected gods, then what's the fate card in my body?"

Charles felt that he had to find a way to figure out this issue, otherwise he would not be at ease even if he could leave the church in the future.
Chapter completed!