Late at night, the priest urgently summoned the great priest Alicina and Neham, who had already served as acting leader.

"Grantham is lost."

It’s not something wrong or something unusual, but a clear loss.

“How many people survive?”

Neham was still a little lucky. Alicina already understood that Grantham's military and civilians were definitely in danger. More importantly, the priest summoned them urgently at this time, definitely not to inform them of the irreversible defeat.

Francesca did not answer, and his silence made Neham's heart sink to the bottom in an instant.

completely annihilated?

Grantham itself is a fortress-type town. The guarded revenge troops, the temporary guards and the refugees, refugees, and wounded... are estimated to be at least 20,000 yuan, and they are gone like that?

"Does the Dead?" Clenched his fists, Neham defined the attacker.

Only the undead of the Immortal Empire can make such an outrageous killing.

The priest was still silent, and Alicena looked surprised.

Not a dead soul? Is it an orc? This...is unlikely? Since the fall of Longyan Castle, the monsters entering the ground through the rifts have delayed the orcs' pace to head north. At most, there will be small sporadic harassment, and the losses caused cannot even be compared with the low-level undead wandering around.

"Blake once reported secretly that the refugees in the fortress were missing inexplicably, just like the situation in the floating city of Bisal before. In order to find out the truth, he specially placed magic shadow transmission devices in many places in the fortress." Francesca waved his hand, and the magic device placed beside him lit up, polishing the crystal surface that could be seen clearly. There was no abnormality in the places where people came and went, but in the corner where few people came, the lonely people disappeared one by one.

Neham widened his eyes, sure that he was not dazzled. It was indeed 'disappeared'. There was no sign, let alone magic. He had the real eye given by God, and could distinguish any hypocritical image and spell. As long as he did not exceed his power level, he could see through what happened to those who disappeared?

When the Grand Priest slowed down the recording effect several times through the magic device. Neham finally knew that those people did not really disappear, but melted from the inside out, but were just too fast and exceeded the limit of human vision.

"Grand Priest, is this?" Neham firmly believed that the summoning of the Priest late at night was not to discuss countermeasures with them, but to have already made a clear decision.

"I looked up all the information in the collection, but I couldn't find anything that could correspond to this phenomenon." Francesca habitually pinched his eyebrows. "Blake contacted me the last time before he lost contact, saying that this was the real murderer who caused the collapse of the Elf Empire in ancient times. Commander Dante also learned about this unknown secret because of his ancestors."

"Do you believe it?" Alicina had a question about this.

The only thing that can be compared with Hornheim's collection of books is the Morning Sect. Even the great priest who has mastered many secrets does not know. Can Dante believe the words? Even if he is a respected forging master.

"If others say this, I may not believe it, but if it is Dante, it must be true. The dwarfs of their team mastered the highest skills of forging and have maintained extraordinary relationships with all races since ancient times. They also know some unknown secrets." Francesca did not know the reason why the once powerful Glow Empire rapidly faded, but he knew why Dante was respected and could be treated with special courtesy. Not only because he was a master of forging, but also because his tribes mastered many secrets buried in time.

However, the ancient worm was not the reason why Francesca summoned Neham and Alicina. The next scene displayed by the magic device completely shocked these two senior members of the Morning Light Sect, second only to the Great Priest.

The heir of the empire that was supported by the Morning Sect, the most consistent regent's successor, both in terms of blood and fame. The Grand Duke of Befest fell! Following him, another famous empire family, Abigail, who served as the consul. What's more, this blood relative was Claire, who had just stepped down from his sage. Hornheim finally ended their neutrality for many years. This happened when the son of nature disappeared, which was very likely to cause Hornheim to leave the newly reorganized alliance.

This matter is too tricky and one cannot handle it well. The already fragile alliance may collapse. The fighting power of the wood elves is certainly stronger than that of the regular human army, but it cannot be compared with the mage. Claire was once a sage after he was downgraded, not to mention that Hornheim's belief, the former great sage Bray, and the new magic god now have a very subtle position. The one who signed an alliance with him was the Son of Nature, not the Dawn Sect. If Link really died accidentally, Bray would not violate the contract even if he quit the alliance.

Francesca was worried that the death of the son of nature, Link, would make the Gods Alliance, which was originally determined to fight against the undead, turn to another ally - the chaotic Night, the participation of the God of War and the Night Elf can be regarded as her clear statement. The Mother of the Night was dissatisfied with the actions of the God of Death Hicks. The demon's intervention did not help the human kingdom, which was already internal and external troubles, but would be a major threat to the undead.

When the Pillar God is too busy to take care of himself, the wood elves and Hornheim may withdraw from the alliance led by the Son of Nature. By then, humans will face the undead in the north, the orcs in the south, and the demons behind the orcs.

Even with the power of divine blessing, the priest was so worried about this that he could not sleep at night, and he was much more haggard.

Neham and Alicina, who are in the two major positions of the Morning Sect, have completely different ideas, one is radical and the other is conservative. The former volunteered to go to the Grantham Fortress to check, while the latter firmly opposed it, believing that the nearby Knights should be withdrawn to avoid greater losses.

After a long argument, they could not convince the other party. Neham and Alicina both looked at Francesca, and the priest shook his head, obviously having other plans.

"People want to send, but not you."

Naiham's throat is dry, who is the better candidate?

"Currently the commander of the Knights of Dawn."

Neham was stunned for a few seconds before he realized, so excited that he couldn't care about etiquette.

"The Grand Priest, Chief Rams is old and is not suitable for this task."

Francesca obviously had no intention of changing his attention, and his silence made Neham plead again.

"The leader... is really not suitable for this mission, his body..."

"Rams's power of the Holy Light is fading."

He seemed not to want Neham to continue speaking. The sentence Francesca threw out completely blocked Neham's defense. Any reason was so pale and powerless in front of losing his favor.

Although the tone of the priest was not inappropriate when he spoke, Neham still realized the deeper meaning behind this sentence from the subtle changes in his eyes.

In addition to the lack of faith, the main factor of losing God's favor is that he did something that the gods disliked. The most terrifying thing is to turn to other gods, and this kind of punishment is particularly severe.

The current commander of the Knights of Morning is different from Neham. Rams was born into a civilian and served as the commander for forty years. He is known for his fairness and severity. He is both Neham's direct superior and his swordsman. Neham's rigorous and rigid character also comes from Ramsi. If you want to say that such a knight who strictly demands on him will betray his faith, Neham will not believe it no matter what, but... the facts are in front of you.

A glance at Neham who was placing his confused and confused on his face, Alicena sighed in her heart.

Although it is not clear why Rams is not happy with the gods, it is absolutely inseparable from Neham.

Whether in terms of origin or swordsmanship, the young Neham was better. His appearance directly led Francesca to give up the idea of ​​promoting Rams as the next priest. Originally, the Knight Chief lacked some decision to serve as the leader. When there was a better choice, Rams' position in the Morning Light Sect would only stay in the position of the Knight Chief.

The sending Rams to Grantham was clearly intended to let Rams ‘retirely retire’ and die as the title of cavalier commander. It was also Francesca's greatest kindness to this subordinate who had served as his assistant for forty years.

Neham also thought of this. He was extremely conflicted at this moment.

I hope that Rams can retain the last dignity and glory, but I am unwilling to see the respected seniors become abandoned.

Neham also understood that the reason why Rams's sacred power faded was related to himself. From the original words, to the unexpected look at each other now, the comrade who guided and taught him to grow up, was distorted by jealousy and resentment. In fact, Neham's pain was no less than Rams. He could choose who was the successor and had no right to make a decision, and he could not refuse the gift from the gods.

Alicena opened her mouth several times and said something to her, and she was stopped by the embarrassment in the bedroom.

The quiet late night suddenly sounded, and then a slightly panicked footsteps appeared in the corridor.

The three most powerful people from the Chenxi Sect looked at the guards pushing the door at the same time. The strictly trained knights had unstoppable fear on their faces.

"Master Priest, come and have a look..."

Francesca had a crack in his carved face. He hurriedly stood up and walked out of his bedroom. Neham and Alicina followed him at the same time, looking at the sky that caused waves of exclamations. The sky that should have been pitch black was playing the events that happened in another place - the revenge generals wearing the emblem of the Dawn Cult sect twisted one sleeping civilian after another, and even if those who were awakened and resisted occasionally, they could not defeat the well-trained warriors. Not long after, the huge valley was filled with thousands of dead bodies.

Alicina covered her mouth and exclaimed, "It's no one else who took the lead in slaughtering civilians, but the commander of the Revenge Legion, Black."

Now, Francesca could not maintain his usual calmness and peace. His hands holding his clothes were exposed, showing that his heart was no less than the shock and anxiety of others.

This night was destined to be a sleepless night. Not only Xindu, but also magical images of the revenge army slaughtering civilians appeared over large and medium-sized towns everywhere. Many people who were already asleep were awakened by sounds from above their heads. When they opened the doors and windows, they saw a scene that made them in the chaotic world in the depths.

People were both panicked and puzzled, why did the Revenge Army attack the civilians? The Chenxi Sect worshipped the God of Light and Justice Ilias, one of the most unlikely slaughtered civilians. Doing so not only violates the teachings of Chenxi, but also has no profit to gain?

However, the picture suddenly changed and turned into a magnificent fortress. Even those who had never seen it with their own eyes knew that it was Grantham, the front line of the resistance to the undead. This fortress, which integrates residence and military, was not only the front line base of the Revenge Army, but also the temporary base of another unit that resisted the undead, the "Watch Castle".

The Revenge Army slaughtered civilians like crazy, what would happen to that other army?

Bad premonitions enveloped the hearts of every person who looked up. As the image progressed and magnified, it presented a disgusting picture. Countless fortress residents dissolved under the faint moonlight. As they disappeared, the gray-black mist seemed to be consciously looking for the next prey. Crying and help echoed in the empty square, just like the scene of doomsday made every viewer feel frightened.

"Quick! Find out the bastard who plays this magical image!!"

Neham shouted angrily and awakened the Knight who was stunned by the tragic scene. Since he had been acting as the leader of the regiment since half a year ago, the members of the Knights carried out the order without any hesitation.

If the first magic image made the priest look a little surprised, the second magic image would make his face look rare.

It was the second day since I lost contact with Grantham. It was only now that the situation was played at that time. It was clearly a person who was interested in doing it on purpose!

Aiden is not only the temporary capital of the United Kingdom, but also the headquarters of the Morning Sect. This is a provocation and a declaration of war!

Witch King Shuanghan, you are going to demonstrate to me. It is not only the front line of the confrontation between the two armies, but also the rear, which is regarded as the last pure land of mankind. Does the city of Aiden, which is located in the base of the United Kingdom, have your subordinates...

As the highest leader of the Dawn Cult, Francesca was second to face. What he was worried about was that Grantham's tragedy would repeat in Aiden. There were 100,000 new people, gathering the last remaining elites of mankind.

Originally, the nobles had already lost the people's hearts. If even the only Chenxi Sect that could reconcile the conflict between the two was classified as oppressing the lower class people, and the immortality advocated by the Immortal Empire would not have to wait until the war broke out and humanity would perish.

Without the support of dwarves and elves, Francesca was confident that she could last for a while, but if even humans themselves stood opposite to the Morning Sect, he didn't know whether this battle that began since Hicks's deity would come to an end.

However, before things were finished, the images in the sky changed again.

The rebellion and depravity of the Grand Duke of Befest who was highly anticipated was a fatal blow to the Chenxi Sect, whose prestige had just been greatly reduced in the hearts of the people due to the massacre of civilians by the Revenge Army.

"Master Priest, what should I do?" Alicina, who was responsible for handling political affairs, looked pale. She knew better than anyone else about the importance of Gonzalez to the United Kingdom and even the alliance.

No matter whether it is born or blood, it is no less than the deposed former Regent royal family. Without the bad habits of nobles, the God of War personally blessed the God of War. Without him, a loose United Kingdom is even more difficult to restrain. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!