It was a sunny morning, but the handsome boy Rasputin was not interested in the sunshine at all. He carefully looked out the window to make sure that no crossbowmen were ready to "snipe" him, then closed the window and closed the curtains. He clicked

He turned on the oil lamp, smoothed the hem at the back of his robe, and then sat down. Facing the letter, he hesitated to write and just sighed sadly.

"Quack!" the crow in the cage cried.

Rasputin bared his teeth at the crow and pretended to be fierce: "Don't make any noise!" Then he took up his pen and wrote a letter. His handwriting was quite neat and slender, as if he had made it out of the bones of a young girl.

"Dear Dad:"

"After receiving your letter, I think you don't love me that much anymore. It is undeniable that I am dependent on you, but can you understand your son's feelings firsthand? Well, let's put our personal matters aside

, let’s talk business – you like work more than family anyway, don’t you?”

"I cannot agree with the old-fashioned theory you mentioned. Undead creatures rely on us necromancers to appear. Without us, there would be no undead creatures! Isn't it right? We worked hard to find [

Using the bones of Bone Summoning, we summon the souls of the dead from the void, and we use dark elements to ignite the fire of the soul... Therefore, the undead creatures should be our servants! They are inferior, ignorant, selfish, and overestimate their abilities.

They are only worthy of being used as props and are not qualified to be on an equal footing with us! Medium and high-level undead creatures have intelligence. I admit this, but they cannot escape the fate of being dominated by us! The underworld is naturally extremely powerful, but in the undead

It’s not even worth mentioning in the eyes of the magister and the archlich!”

"Please rest assured, for the sake of the overall situation, I will not easily fall out with the undead creatures and put the members in danger. Even if I want to arrest Hades, I have to wait until Hades is severely damaged by the 'candidate saint', and then I can do it with the minimum cost.

.Maybe you don’t know your son very well, but I want to tell you that he is a determined person and will definitely do whatever he wants to do. When you receive a quasi-heroic undead knight as a birthday gift,

Just don’t be too surprised.”

"The current situation is not good. Diesel eavesdropped on the conversation between Pers and Hades and learned a big news: the number of Pers' followers began to decrease, so his intelligence network was shrinking. As we all know, gods rely on faith to hold

Power, the more believers there are, the more God can exercise its power. The same is true for Pers as the messenger of God. Therefore, Pers no longer has the strength of a hero. I doubt that in another month, he will even

It will fall below the intermediate level. When the 'Barbarian' performs divination, a figure of a priest from the Holy See appears in the crystal ball. Can clergy below the priest tamper with the faith? I'm afraid the 'Malignant Monk' and the 'Glory Preacher' can't do it either, right?

You know a lot about the Holy See, I hope you can give me a correct answer."

"We hid in the homes of several civilians and controlled the wives and children of the heads of households so that they did not dare to report. A dark mage placed a ban on them. Once they dared to say something they should not say, their brains would be quickly affected by the dark elements.

Destruction, we will go to heaven in half a minute. Although we thought everything was safe, the Knights of the Iron Hoof still found here. They did not dare to do it directly (this is so strange), but pretended to be ordinary people. I don’t know how many of them there are

People. So far, we have lost two blade dancers, three werewolves, and two necromancers. I feel that a storm is coming."

After writing this paragraph, Rasputin nervously opened a gap in the curtains and looked out with squinted eyes. Although he did not notice anything unusual, he still sat down worriedly and continued to write:

"I don't know the meaning of our stay in Astante. Perls said, in order to destroy the interior of Astant and win the final victory. But we can't even protect ourselves, what can we destroy? Also, the undead

Do the creatures have a chance to win? 'Liar', 'Virus', and 'Almighty Hand' are all attracted to the battlefield, not to mention the elegant Lancelot and the 'Evil Eye'! Even if you are far away in a foreign country,

Do you know how fierce this war is?! Since this week, every city has been fought over, and the owner can’t be determined for a day! I regret getting involved in this muddy water more and more! Dad, maybe you can say

Yes, I am not a person capable of doing big things, and I should not make such big decisions alone. Oh, my insomnia seems to have relapsed."

"Let's just write it here. I need to hear Diesel's opinion. Many times what he says makes sense. I wish you good health."

"Your faithful little Gregory"

"December 20"

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Astante.

On the evening of December 20, a priest slowly walked towards the tavern. When he opened the shutter door, the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent. It's no wonder, who has ever seen a clergy enter a tavern?

Smiling at the silent crowd, the priest walked to the bar and sat down casually. He obviously tried to keep a low profile, but the power of the halo under his feet still caused others to exclaim, because everyone affected by the halo felt it.

Warmth, comfort and safety. It seems that as long as you are around this priest, you can feel a sense of security from the inside. People continue to chat, but they all subconsciously lower their voices to avoid disturbing this mysterious priest.

The bartender came over and said, "Guest, what would you like to drink?"

"Raspberry juice bar, thank you." The priest placed two silver coins on the bar. Soon, a glass of sweet juice was placed in front of him.

The priest is about twenty-five years old, with a pointed chin and a bit frail. There are only four words in his eyes, "indifferent to the world", which are the eyes of a lamb. His skin is whiter than that of a girl. Any knowledgeable person

Everyone can find that the priest's robe has overlapping dark gold magic patterns, which is actually a piece of soul equipment; the cross hanging on his chest is made up of more than ten rubies, each of which can

It makes the top collector feel like first love; in comparison, the scripture he placed on the bar is not eye-catching at all. When such a distinguished guest comes to the bar, it is like a white swan flying to the chicken farm.

"Let me ask you something." The priest pushed out a gold coin this time. His expression was very sincere, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with using an honorific title for a civilian life professional. "Are there any strange people in this town? I

You mean, some people wearing orange-red clothes?"

The bartender wiped the glass and said with a wry smile: "Are you asking about the Twilight Sect?"

"Please tell me everything you know." The priest placed a gold coin on the bar.

"Haha, it's not about money." Even though he said this, the bartender still quickly took the gold coins into his hands and weighed them. While stuffing the money into his trouser pocket, he leaned forward with his upper body and lowered the volume: "Have a look.

I know that you are from the Holy See and are enemies of the Twilight Sect. They have recruited many adventurers and aborigines in a short period of time, and they are also powerful. You cannot deal with them alone."

The priest looked at him firmly, so he could only shrug: "Of course, you seem to be quite capable and able to protect yourself. Let me give you a suggestion: Now the Iron Heel Knights are searching very closely, which makes the people of the Twilight Cult very nervous.

"As long as you walk around the streets after dark, they will appear."

"Thank you." After the priest drank the juice, he grabbed the scriptures and left calmly. When he left, the people in the tavern suddenly felt a little irritable, and they unconsciously raised their voices when speaking. Soon, the place was noisy again.

During the war, not everything in the town was lively. The priest came out of the tavern, bypassed the mercenary union and the adventurer union, and the voices he heard had faded; by the time he reached the door of the orphanage,

, only the whistling of the cold wind could be heard. His soul equipment robe emits a shining white light. If anyone walks into the range illuminated by the white light, they will find that the wind cannot blow on them.

At this time, two swordsmen walked up to him and stood still with swords in hand; two monks came around from behind him and cut off his path. The swordsmen wore orange half-length leather armor and tight black trousers, with firm faces and waistbands.

There is a long sword and a short sword; the monk is wearing an orange-red robe with a black collar, with a clear face, deep eyes, and a blue crystal hanging on his chest. These four people are the Twilight Sect clergy sought by the priest, but they have bad intentions.

.

"Infidels, why do you want to kill us all?" A Dusk Swordsman asked indifferently, holding two swords in his hands.

"I didn't kill anyone." The priest said while looking around, as if he was afraid of innocent passers-by. "I have no prejudice against other sects, but what you do is not righteous. I want to help you correct it."

"Crazy." A twilight monk sighed. He and his companions held the crystal pendant on their chests and chanted: "God uses his wings to protect us from suffering!" After the incantation ended, the two twilight swordsmen appeared outside.

Light up a light blue, translucent arc-shaped magic barrier!

[Soul Shield] Due to its powerful soul, Dusk Monk can effectively provide protection. When applied to a target, the spiritual magic damage caused to the target is reduced by 50%.

At the same time, a Twilight Swordsman raised his long sword and shouted loudly, and a vertically downward light blue pointer appeared above the sacrifice! [Soul Pointer] The Twilight Swordsman can use the soul wavelength to hit an invisible point on the enemy.

The brand of weariness makes all attacks more effective. The target takes an additional 30% soul damage. Lasts for 30 seconds.

Another twilight swordsman also sang: "You should be punished for your sins!" Under the light and shadow of the light blue pointer, there is another crossed chain mark! [God's motto] Chanting the motto of the God of Souls

, Dusk Swordsman can imprison the enemy. The target will be immobilized for 2 seconds.

At this time, the priest slowly began to sing: "Place -"

The four clergymen of the Twilight Religion launched the strongest attack in tacit agreement! Two [Twilight Light Staffs] and [Light Arc Slash? Return of Light] flanking the left and right! Seeing that the sacrifice was about to splatter with blood!

"O lamb on the altar, you have been redeemed by the Lord."

[Song of the Lamb], for one second of "invincibility", the sacrifice was unscathed. He then sang: "Although the end of the world will be judgment, the devout will be forgiven." As he sang, the sky suddenly brightened, and he was actually in the void.

A golden door was opened, and more than a dozen angels flew out happily, flying around the four enemies, scattering flowers, and singing. This scene seemed quite harmonious, but the four people in the holy light had a bitter experience.

Before they could get out, huge pressure came from all around, forcing them to kneel to the ground. Those light petals fell on the [Soul Shield], which was so heavy that it shattered in less than a second.

The priest raised his wand, smashed the two magic lights suspended above his head, bit his finger, and pressed each of the four people's foreheads. Surprisingly, his blood was pure gold. It had been touched by this golden blood.

, the pupils of the four people shrank sharply, they screamed heartbreakingly, and a huge amount of black air was sprayed out from their mouths and noses! The angels pinched their noses and puffed up their cheeks and blew hard, and then they blew out all the black air.

Scattered. The trees planted on the street were suffocated by the black air and immediately withered, as if they had been dry for ten years.

Soon, the angels returned to the door with laughter, and all the visions disappeared completely. The priest quickly helped the four priests and asked with concern: "How do you feel? Are you okay?"

"Your Majesty Bishop, after getting rid of the control of the cult, our souls have been redeemed." The four of them said in unison.
Chapter completed!