In the dark and quiet office building of the Eastern Chamber of Commerce Headquarters, Asander sat on the chief chair, looking at the crystal cup in his hand, shaking it gently, and the blood-colored red wine in it was almost rippling and spilling out.

Staring at the reflection on the surface of this bright liquid, the wrinkles at the corners of Asandre's eyes began to gradually deepen - he really couldn't figure out the situation at hand and couldn't understand it at all.

Just three days ago, he had ordered his men to be absolutely wary of enemies who might infiltrate Wanjin City.

But now... what's going on with the woman outside who calls herself Viscount Miller and is brazenly coming to attack him in the middle of the night?

Who can give him a little explanation?

Moreover, there was news from Feilian before. After hesitating for a long time, he found that he had not received the exact information. He was not sure whether it was a coincidence, so he finally sent someone to confront the so-called custom shop proprietress.

But there should be results today, but this is what we were waiting for?

As the chief priest, Asander is much lower in status than Father Raphael, but his strength is not much inferior.

Because of his true identity, he was a wandering messenger trained by the Holy See. He temporarily settled down in the Evangelical Church to "do some work" for Raphael. He had no objection at all - this was all for him to earn his qualifications.

of capital.

After all, as long as he can make some achievements in the local church, the central bishop will soon celebrate mass for him and put on the priest's robes after he returns.

However, with the mysterious death of Raphael, the Evangelical Church disappeared directly.

This made all Asandre's calculations come to nothing, and he even fell into a very strange and extremely dangerous mouth of the abyss.

He was completely alert to this.

Therefore, being cautious and conservative, he decided to directly ask the bishop for help to see if he could get God's gift to deal with this sweeping crisis.

But right now...people are already calling at the door of the Chamber of Commerce!

"Sir, should we quickly mobilize believers to help defend against the enemy's attack?" Next to him, a low-level priest of the Holy Servant of Faith pursed his lips and suggested with a trembling voice.

She also saw the situation outside. Good guy, I wish the whole city would gather at the door of their small territory. The flames held high would almost ignite half of the sky, and the eyes of these Dongze people looked at them.

In this direction, his eyes were filled with anger.

But what this holy servant didn't understand was that they were just planning a spy operation. They just wanted to control Dongze's business power, and they didn't dig up the ancestral graves of these civilians.

How come high-level political struggles ushered in such horrific low-level retaliation so quickly? The Holy See’s books and allusions have never said this. This kind of example has never been seen before - because wise men have long made the argument that the people

, they are just a mob, whoever can gain power can win the hearts of the people.

In essence, apart from maintaining their lives and immediate interests, as long as this is guaranteed, they will not fight desperately for other irrelevant things.

But now...

"Do you think the pseudo-believers we have developed can still be used at this time? Liya, wake up, we are just intelligence agents deployed by the Holy See, and the main combat force is still in the hands of Lord Raphael.

"

"However, you also know the result of that adult, so stop talking in your sleep."

Another holy servant, Chelsea, had much clearer ideas than hers.

"What's more... you can feel it, right? No matter who the other party is, he has completely controlled these idiot-like people."

"So if we don't have the strength to block their attack, there's no need to say anything. Today will never end well."

"Shut up, Chelsea!" Assander interrupted her angrily, causing the bodies of the two holy servants to tremble.

After Chelsea bowed her head and apologized, the temperature in the office seemed to have dropped a lot.

"I will activate the teleportation array and ask the Bishop to send reinforcements. After all, we have reported the situation in advance, and there is no reason why we will be left alone." Assander was silent for a moment, and then made the wisest decision.

Even if applying for the Divine Grace Army would consume all the merit he had accumulated over half his life, at this juncture, it was better to save his life first.

"Those businessmen..." Liya suddenly asked at this time.

Assander frowned for a moment, but then quickly relaxed. He waved his hand and said: "Forget it, let those people live, they have been killed enough, and I am too lazy to waste time on these people anymore."

, it seems that the enemy’s information cannot be found out no matter what, let’s wait and see what decision the bishop will make.”

"Yes." The holy servants then calmed down and had nothing more to say.

So Asander put down his wine glass and stood up, quickly walked to the wall of the office, and opened a secret door - the opposite side of this door led to the observatory.

The Chamber of Commerce did not have such a building before, but after they secretly intervened, they built this terrace that looks like an ornamental object.

In addition to daily contact, it is also time to put this thing into real use.

Leading their men, the three of them ran quickly towards the observatory. As they moved, they used a special frequency to connect the psionic energy in their bodies to something in the observatory.

…

At this moment, Chris happened to open the door of the Chamber of Commerce.

After rushing in, I saw that the place was filled with corpses as if to provoke a demonstration.

These people died not long ago, and it was almost certain that they were killed tonight.

Chris recognized the faces of some of the people with the help of the torch, and immediately stiffened and almost burst into tears.

"Uncle Adam! Aunt Melt... Wuwu..." She finally burst into tears, just because these servants who had been familiar with her since she was a child and were responsible for basic work in the chamber of commerce were now all hanging in front of her.

These lifeless corpses.

"Damn it, I'm going to kill those bastards!" Chris suddenly roared. No one could have imagined that such a weak little girl could make such a passionate cry.

"Come on, kill the people from the Holy See!"

The Zerg soldiers then quickly penetrated into each room, using their senses to search for possible enemies.

Chris, on the other hand, took the main force and went straight to the office building headquarters.

…

At the same time, Asander and others were already kneeling on the floor in the small room of the observatory's recording room.

Although the consumption of nether energy made them very tired, when they saw a huge, extremely clear giant crystal in front of them, it was clearly lit up from the void.

At this time, infinite warm light surged in everyone's heart, and the hope of survival shone brighter in their eyes.

"Well, there is nothing wrong with your report. It was indeed some kind of enemy who killed Raphael and destroyed the Evangelical Church. I have already confirmed this."

"Lord Michael!"

Facing the illusory figure emerging from the crystal, Assander felt infinite gratitude knowing that the central bishop did not underestimate his side of the problem.

"Is it a zerg? Sigh..." However, the words from the Bishop's mouth made people confused for a moment.

Zerg?

Isn't this turn of events too ridiculous? Could it be that the bishop has also contracted the cold and is running a fever?

But if that's really the case...

No, it should be said that it can only be them!

Asander's eyelids twitched, and his mouth suddenly became dry.

At this juncture, he finally understood what the enemy was that was plotting against him.

"Templars, begin to assemble. The target is an unknown number of zerg troops."

The Bishop's order immediately reverberated in the narrow recording room like a muffled thunder. The three subordinates inside were almost knocked down by the psionic power contained in the voice, and they wished they could vomit blood on the spot.

However, after this order was issued.

Sure enough, rays of light immediately began to fall from the sky as high as stars in the sky.

Beside Asander and others, Templar warriors wearing golden armor, full of psionic energy, and bursting with force, began to appear using the warp.

"God, please protect me."

Asander quickly bowed to the ground, clasped his hands together, and burst into tears.
Chapter completed!