As the center of a country's Holy See, the Church of St. Casso never falls into darkness.

The bright and white holy light stone in the church has very special magic power. Whenever night falls, it will automatically emit bright light. A single piece actually does not have much effect, but when the cathedral, which covers an area of ​​more than 5,000 square meters, is all constructed by it, it is difficult not to become a holy star in the royal city of Porso.

Whenever night falls, you will find that in addition to the dazzling Carolingian pearls at the spire of the Polso Tower where the royal family lives, the most dazzling church of St. Casso is the most dazzling.

Its light not only envelops itself, but also affects the surrounding buildings, forming an eternal and bright area-

So it is not difficult to imagine how high the "house prices" of the buildings around the cathedral are.

However, as some people at the top of a country's religious rights, this kind of thing will not be taken into consideration in their eyes. Relatively speaking, how to attack the enemy and preach doctrine is the primary goal.

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"I think since there will be an accident in this Peace Festival, then I will notify the royal family to interrupt the festival arrangements and change them to a safer and more concealed venue."

In the bright conference room, an old man with a gray beard sat on a chair on the side of the head, looking at the leader Archbishop Feligi said lightly.

"If the Necromancer is really preparing to assassinate Prince Chauvin, it can only be held during the king's speech. But in that case, tens of thousands of people will gather under the Tower of Porso. If the mice are allowed to make trouble, the casualties will be destined to be no less."

As soon as these words were spoken, some people at the conference table nodded, including Monk Zachry, who was sitting in the middle of the long table.

At this time, there were about 20 people in this conference room, a row of black clothes and a row of white clothes. Basically all the high-level officials of the Church of St. Casso, and even the presiding judge of the heretics, who had always been mysterious, was not absent.

If Charles were here, he would have discovered that the presiding judge of the Heresy Court was the immortal old man who had once pitted a cemetery outside the city.

At this moment, after the white-bearded words fell, he frowned and said, "But if you do this, it will be difficult to find another opportunity to bring those necromancers together."

"We can arrange and search slowly, which is better than causing casualties." A middle-aged priest next to the white beard replied.

The superiors and subordinates in the Thorn Church are clearly distinguished, but that is limited to working and performing tasks. There are not so many rules in such meetings, so this "little brother" can naturally speak freely.

"Besides, it's hard to say whether the enemy or friend sent these two letters is. Although we are not afraid of anyone, we cannot let some conspirators use it."

His words aroused many people's approval.

The two letters the church received today, although the handwriting and delivery time were different, were surprisingly consistent - Dulin's necromancer was preparing to assassinate Prince Chauvin on the day of Peace Festival, causing chaos.

It is concise and clear, and it does not mention who appointed the Necromancer, nor does it leave any other information.

But the church leaders must pay attention to this news.

In Dulin, in addition to the demon apostles born from time to time and various demons summoned from hell, the main unstable factor is these necromancers.

After countless years of fighting with the church, they have a lot of experience in hiding. In the past, the church was very laborious to find a non-novel necromancer, but if they got together because of this...

So although it is clear that there is some conspiracy in these two letters, there are still people who are still moved. A black-robed monk from the trial office retorted.

"So what about using it? If the content in the letter is true, then we have this rare opportunity."

"It's not too late to find out who is taking advantage of us when we resolve this matter. It's a price that the conspirators need to pay."

The black robes in the conference room were quite supportive of this and nodded after hearing this.

"We can protect strange things with scope to avoid affecting ordinary people, but it's not impossible."

Another black robe proposal made the opposition basically lose voice.

If you use special strange objects to cover or isolate everyone, you will no longer be afraid of causing harm to innocent people.

This is the best of both worlds.

So they began to discuss which baby to bring.

"Normally, it's enough for us to hold the magic crystal, but those necromancers have opened the twisted gap. Cultist Zachary has suffered this kind of loss, so I suggest choosing from three holy objects."

"I choose the trial balance."

"The balance of judgment? That thing is not apart from me. Do you want the old king to make a fool of himself in public?"

"How about the Truman Eye? No one among the Necromancers should be immune to its extensive deep sleep."

"I agree."

"I agree too!"

"Agree!"

It seemed that everyone was unanimous, but the old man in charge of the trial suddenly spoke: "I think it is more appropriate to use the ring of time and space. You must be clear that in Dulin, our enemies are not limited to necromancers or the group of scrimmages on the dark side."

After these words, everyone in the conference room looked at each other.

The ring of time and space can create a closed and chaotic space to cover everyone, as if entering another world.

But the reason why the presiding judge said this is naturally not limited to this.

Necromancers are enemies, and some of the great nobles who secretly hostile to the church in Dulin are also enemies. If they can get together...

It doesn't seem too surprising that they kill each other and then suffer heavy casualties?

This idea is a bit dark, and many people in the church have long been disgusted with some pedantic politicians. So while the opposition is loud, there is also a lot of support.

Archbishop Feligi, who was the first to be, kept looking at them quietly without saying a word.

And as if there was a stalemate, a woman of the same age next to her suddenly spoke: "I'll choose the ring of angels."

After her words fell, those who agreed were quite excited, but their faces of opposition stopped.

The person who spoke was Woodley, one of the Vice Archbishops of Dulin, and his status was the highest in addition to the Archbishop.

Although he could speak freely at the meeting, the choice of an juren could affect many people, so the opposition gradually became smaller.

In the end, with Archbishop Feligi's decision, what baby to bring is just like this.

"So, who do you want to go?"

This is another problem.

However, this problem is easy to solve, because when a large number of church knights are escorted, two masters at the Sixth Ring Level must be dispatched together. Except for the Archbishop who needs to be in charge of the church, there are only three at the Sixth Ring Level here.

The presiding judge of the Heresy Tribunal, Woodley, and the first white beard to speak.

This kind of "dirty work" is indispensable for heresy trials, and Woodley just said something to herself, so the presiding judge thought it was more appropriate for her to go.

The old white beard, also one of the vice-archbishops, did not object.

So the staff also confirmed that the meeting gradually came to an end.

...

Although it was involved in the necromancer, Zachary, the head of the necromancer, did not speak much. He sat there quietly and watched all this. Even after a subordinate came outside to report to him, he stood up directly.

"There are traces of the Necromancer appearing, I'll go and take a look."

He reported to the Archbishop.

After obtaining his consent, he glanced at his nominal boss again, then turned around and left.

In fact, Zachary did not agree with the church's crazy behavior, but at the beginning he opposed those people who had been persuaded by them, and he could not argue about anything anymore.

"I hope it will go smoothly..."

Thinking about this matter silently, a sudden striking footsteps came from behind. He looked back and found that it was Vice Archbishop Woodley who was not talking much at the meeting.

"Why are you not having a meeting inside?" he asked curiously.

"Some things need to be dealt with." The other party replied, his faint tone unable to hear the joy and anger.

The vice-archbishop has always been like this, not talking and not sociable. Zachary didn't care about this, and after walking together, he left the church, and the two separated.

Zachary aims to be near the factory, a bar called Hound, and in fact, when they were having a meeting, there were already people from the church rushing to and garrisoning. On the one hand, he is now because of his responsibilities, and on the other hand, he doesn't want to continue listening.

But despite other reasons, when he came to the bar, he quickly became focused after seeing the crime scene, and then frowned.

Although it might have been dim, it was normal in the room. It was pitch black at this moment, both on the surface and on the ceiling above my head, all looked lifeless, gloomy and weird.

Although there were no traces of the secret magic array in the center of the room due to this unique change, the ten skulls were neatly arranged and their slightly messy appearance was not covered up.

Coupled with the piles of tables and chairs on the edge of the room that were scattered by the dead air, and the tables and chairs were covered with darkness and fearful faces, as if they were sucked into mummies. What happened here is self-evident.

A necromancer advances here, and then he uses a spell to create a land of death to erase all traces around him, and at the same time, it also causes the phenomenon of mummies in which all the life forces on the corpse are removed.

This kind of scene is quite common. After standing at the door and watching for a while, I realized that I couldn’t find anything in this situation. Zachary, who was standing at the door, sighed.

"These gutter mice are really not going to stop."

While turning this thought, Zachry suddenly found that the breath he was breathing out formed a visible mist. At the same time, the cold as if it was frozen into his bone marrow suddenly came from all directions.

This feels familiar.
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