Throne of Magical Arcana

In the dim underground palace, the beam of light mixed with flames continued to hit, and the deep darkness melted as quickly as the first snow met the sun. Various strange worms stiffened and petrified, and the strange shadow made a scream.

A glimmer of light flashed over, and a priest floating in the air suddenly fell down, as if pulled down by an ankle, the defense layer on the body did not have any effect, and most of the magic spells came to an abrupt end. .

They could still react in the future, and they saw the extraordinary blonde middle-aged man with his right hand in front of him, five fingers apart, a small eye protruding from each finger, and a large yellow-brown eye mixed with blood on his palm .

The five strange and terrifying little eyes have different colors and emit different rays, while the tawny giant eyes radiate a glare, which makes everyone feel the weight of the body. It seems that the gravity here has become much greater.

Different green rays, light blue and other rays hit those black robe priests, making them slow, paralyzed, or petrified, or directly turned into countless light spots, instantly turning the pastor, bishop, paladin, ordinary night watchman Unresolved strong enemies are completely suppressed, and they are about to win.

Some cultists shouted in panic, they have never encountered such a strange and powerful enemy!

"Great, what about the high priest?"

"Isn't the high priest stopping him?"

At a critical moment, they thought of their leader, the supreme "after chaos" voter, wasn't he just fighting the majestic middle-aged man?

The middle-aged man wearing a white full-faced robes heard their call and stepped up his offensive. On the face and the other hand, there were small evil eyes and small eyes of different colors. The defensive or offensive ray sneered: "Only a seventh-level cult priest can stop me? I have killed twenty or thirty priests stronger than him."

what?After confirming the death of the high priest, these cultists and priests suddenly lost their spiritual defenses, and even forgot the power after "chaos", and a ray hit them. They panicked and soon lost their combat power. There is no missing net with the paladins, the kills, the kills.

"Huh, there are so many inexplicable cults these days, and the roots must be found!" The gruesome eyes of the majestic middle-aged man's face and hands closed, and no trace could be seen.

A night watchman said gratefully: "This time, thanks to you, you are nearby, or we may be escaped by the priests after this" chaos. "

In fact, it's not just a question of escape. It will definitely be wiped out. Fortunately, this night watchman's third "eye of brilliance", Wincher, traced it from another clue to avoid such terrible consequences.

"I'm specifically responsible for dealing with cultists, and it's my duty to deal with them." Wincher nodded gently. "You're divided into groups to search around, and don't let any cultists go."

"Yes, sir." The captain of the night watch responded respectfully.

Wincher paced in this hall, looking at the chaotic altar with carved female and male nudes, looking for clues to investigate.

Looking at the magnificent but old-fashioned underground palace, looking at the dim but inverted body, looking at the ancient stone gates and a stone chamber, Wincher was inexplicably a little emotional. Too many times have passed, whether it is a previous adventure career, or the removal of cultists after entering the night watch team, it is inevitable to deal with underground palaces, battles, secret rooms, hidden secrets, etc.

"The damn ancient magicians always like to dig holes underground ..." Wincher cursed.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and his eyes became like rubies, shooting two rays, directly smashing a nearby wall, exposing the hidden door inside.

He had no time to greet other clergy, flew directly into the narrow secret passage, and quickly chased away.

Turning a corner, there were cultists with a look of shock in front of Wincher, who were drilling into a secret room in turn.

Humph, Winchel sneered, trying to escape from me?

The dense eyes opened again, and each cultist fell to the ground. Wincher burst into the chamber and continued to advance, chasing the enemy at the forefront. Naturally, those who lost their fighting power were naturally handled by subsequent clergy.

While chasing, the cultists in front are becoming scarce, and then one can no longer be seen, but Wincher did not stop. His instinct tells him that there is a big fish in front of him, the same big fish as the "voter" before.

Boom, a patterned stone door was shattered by rays, and Wincher stepped into the deepest chamber, watching the surroundings cautiously, but there was only one "after chaos" statue holding a burning flame, and there was no other evil Christians.

How come?Wincher looked around with a slight stunned face. As a golden knight, even if he was more inclined to cast spells, he was still very confident in his intuition.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew past Wincher, the Golden Knight couldn't help shivering, and for the first time tonight raised a dangerous hunch.

This hunch is not so strong. Wincher did not immediately escape, but shot a defensive ray, leaving himself surrounded by "copper walls and iron walls".

Looking around, Wincher only saw lifeless walls, quiet and empty rooms, ordinary rough statues, and found no source of danger.

However, this cold and unmanned feeling made him feel hairy inside and could not help but take a few steps backwards. At this moment, the flames held by the statue of "After Chaos" rose suddenly, burning, and grinning. sound.

At this moment, Wincher intuitively felt the unspeakable danger, which was hundreds or thousands of times stronger than before. Even his night watchman, who often walks on the edge of danger, could not help shaking slightly. Understand a lot of things, before my dangerous premonition was not strong, obviously was interfered with by man, and being able to interfere with my intuition so effectively is definitely not something that I can resist, just like the priest facing me just now.

With a slight tremor, Winchel's strong will helped him stabilize his emotions, and his rich experience made him see the problem. Such existence stared at himself, locked his position, and wanted to kill himself, It was a breeze, but he spent more energy to lure himself out of the team and into the secret room, obviously with other purposes.

"Who?" He asked tentatively, with dirty liquid flowing out of his eyes.

The flame was raised into a human form, and the voice was old and hoarsely said: "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is what I can give you."

"Well, I'm the dark guard of the Lord. I would rather die than trade with the devil." Wincher basically ruled out the possibility of demons from this methodical word.

In the empty dense room, the flames of laughter stirred waves of echoes: "If it is to bring you closer to your Lord, do you better devote to him?"

"What do you mean?" Wincher felt inexplicably ridiculous, but also had deep heart and doubt from the heart.

The tone of the flame became serious: "Do n’t you think it ’s weird? The same is a godly believer and guard of the god of truth. Pastors, bishops, bitter monks, and some Paladins can get the magic he has given, and most of them are not pastors The night watchman who came from can only rely on his own blood to fight. Similarly, most of the Paladin ’s magic is far weaker than that of the priest of the same rank. Why? Why should the god of truth be fair and unselfish? Your own guard? "

"Nonsense! We are guilty of original sin, and only through selfless dedication can we regain the gift of the Lord!" Wincher's anger seemed a little untrue.

"Really?" The flames laughed, "How much dedication have you made for the God of Truth, not to mention the magic, at least to improve your knight level?"

Just as Wincher was preparing to refute his anger again, the flame continued: "All this has nothing to do with the God of Truth, because the Pope he gave you was intercepted by the Cardinals and he is currently sleeping. , Unable to know. "

"What?" It's not the Lord's reason, Wincher is not so "angry".

"You can look at this information, this is the prize given to you by the God of Truth, and you deserve it." Texts jumped out of the flame, forming an article full of obscure symbols.

Winchel prevented the temptation of "the devil", but his inner doubt still made him read the article, anyway, he would not betray the church!This is my position!

As soon as he saw these things, his eyes couldn't move away and he was completely attracted.

"This ..." He panicked and shook his head with excitement.

"As the supreme god, why does the God of Truth force the spread of faith? Is it necessary for him? Because the power of faith is to reward you godly guards, let you use it to temper yourself and get closer and closer to him, but this It was completely intercepted by the Pope and by the members of the Cardinals, without leaving you a little bit, do you understand why they are so powerful? "The sound of the flames softened, and every word seemed to make Wincher tremble.

"I don't believe it." He shook his head violently, but asked paradoxically, "How important are you to show me this way directly?"

The method of "stealing" and using the power of faith has been deeply engraved in his mind.

"Since you asked sincerely, I will tell you frankly that I am the incarnation of fairness, the most unsightly thing." The flames laughed, and continued in Wincher's disbelief. Say, "I will occasionally ask you a little news, and rest assured that no one will doubt you. I have other sources of intelligence, such as many cardinals."

Cardinal?Winchel ’s pupils shrank sharply. In the past few hundred years, due to the special heart of the faith, there has never been a cardinal-level spy inside the church-this mainly refers to the red clothes that the north and south churches intersect with each other. There are many traitors at the bishop level.

Is he from the northern church?

"With this method, are you still afraid of the heart of faith? So, don't guess who I am, just remember my code name, the red burial person." The flame gradually extinguished.

Winchel stood in the same place, looking at the empty room. He hadn't spoken for a long time, only to feel that he had a strange dream, and he got a very precious and extremely useful method at no cost.

…………

In the "Real Secret", Lucian smiled at Douglas: "Viken secretly announced the law of the gods, trying to make many legendary strongmen fight with each other, then we use the same method, how to steal and use the power of faith Secrets circulate among some cardinals, stealing the power of faith layer by layer, making the missionary foundation of the Southern Church also chaotic. After all, spreading faith is no better than our magicians studying arcane and exploring the world. With layers of organization, this is something that Viken can't avoid unless he can project a seed in the heart of every cleric. "

"If I weren't worried about Viken's discovery, I would like to directly use the" Sound of Mystery "to announce the method of stealing the power of faith.

"If Vickon knows your 'method of use' for such a precious method, his face will definitely be very wonderful." Douglas chuckled. After all, who can think of someone who will spread this method, and there are not enough competitors?Only Lucien and himself, such as the Arcanist who had not thought about this path, could make such a bold move.

Lucien spread his hand: "Perhaps he will call me mad."