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Chapter 477

late at night.

Headquarters of the Church of God of Wisdom.

Inside the pure white building ‘The Temple of Knowledge’ in Pulmouth.

Pope Harnot Egger is looking through a large number of documents in his hand.

As the God of Wisdom, the Pope needs to constantly learn new knowledge in addition to his daily official duties.

As practitioners of the pure 'Pagoda' path, the thirst for knowledge has long been engraved in their bones.

The pope wears a dark blue religious robe with a white tower-style emblem on it. He has a broad forehead. Although he looks old, his bright eyes seem to contain endless wisdom.

"'The Immortal of this World'...Does 'Eternal Life' really exist?"

At this time, Harnot Egger put down the document and rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, his face seemed to be full of worries.

The establishment of the Orthodox Church is naturally a very complicated matter.

But this is not enough to worry a man known for his wisdom...

What really makes Harnot Egg uneasy is the oracle from Si Sui’s ‘Raven’!

'Let go of those two girls, there will be no problem.'

'Although they are involved in a major case of contaminating the royal capital, after such a long period of surveillance, it has been confirmed that there are no hidden dangers left on them...'

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'But how should we cooperate? We must try to make it appear that it was not our intention, but that the enemy was too cunning, so he escaped...'

'Sigh... When I designed the dungeon before, it seemed that the defense was a little too tight... And Aros... this stubborn guy can't understand such a complicated command, so he must be removed!'

Harnot Egg put himself in the position of an inhuman being and simulated the plan.

'It seems...my lord wants to accomplish something by letting the two sisters go, but he doesn't want to get involved too deeply. Some of the subtle measures involved need to be grasped very accurately.'

'Besides...according to the intelligence, there have been changes in those ancient religious orders...Perhaps the 'immortals' of the new era are about to appear?'

In fact, Harnot Egger has never understood why the "Immortals" existed thousands of years ago.

According to the theory of spiritual resurgence, even becoming a "spiritual person" in that era, that is, a human being who initially possessed spirituality, should have been very reluctant!

But no matter what, there is an alien like ‘Earl of Green Forest’.

This is incredible!

But no matter how unbelievable it is, if it is determined to be inconsistent with the rules, others still exist!

And existence is reasonable!

Harnot Egger could only accept this reality, and then thought about other things: "Well... as the spiritual tide recovers to a certain extent, marked by the reawakening of 'Earl of Green Forest'... it can be accommodated in the world."

The Immortal."

"Although the previous attempt of the 'God of Suffering' was unsuccessful, it was a signal!"

"And those great beings seem to have reached an agreement to allow the 'immortals' to appear..."

"It's a pity...I'm too old."

Harnot Egger looked at his face covered with age spots in the mirror and sighed deeply.

Even if you get Si Sui's permission, find enough materials, and prepare the ceremony...promoting to the 'Immortal' is still very risky!

Without the protection of the "spirit of falsehood" on the mysterious path, every time you accumulate spirituality, it will be accompanied by madness.

And every time you get promoted, the potential madness will completely explode!

The higher the level, the more so!

Harnot Egger is very old. His will may be unmatched, but his energy is not what it used to be.

Even if he is forced to be promoted, the result will most likely be failure!

"I'm really...unwilling."

"If I were twenty years younger..."

Hanault Egger sighed quietly, and then turned to a bitter smile: "Even if you are twenty years younger, you are still gambling with your life..."



Under the same night.

William Shire wore an indigo workman's uniform and passed by the Temple of Knowledge, disguised as a night shift worker.

At this time, he was already an inhuman ‘wise man’.

However, facing an orthodox church, he still did not dare to slack off at all.

While passing by the pure white temple, he pressed his chest: "Uncle Bran, it's up to you... Do you think you can get into the dungeon and 'steal' the two sisters out?"

"When you use it, call me uncle, when you don't use it, call me crow..."

Bran's voice came from his chest: "Uncle Bran is not in the mood, Uncle Bran is very unhappy..."

"Damn, dead bird!"

William cursed secretly, glanced at the two night watchmen guarding outside the White Temple, clutched his chest and quickened his pace.

It wasn't until he walked through a street and couldn't see the church building anymore that he finally sighed: "Fortunately, it wasn't discovered. Hmm..."

He closed his eyes, took out a notebook and pen in his hand, and began to quickly record some key information, along with a brief sketch.

Above that, there is the patrol layout of the Temple of Knowledge, as well as some internal structures!

As a ‘wise man’, what he is best at is playing with knowledge!

Coupled with the help of the raven 'Bran', and with the help of a secret ritual, William made two 'Book Thief' charms for this operation!

When passing the two night watchmen, William had secretly used a spell to 'copy' their knowledge of the patrol path and the structure of the temple.

The ‘Book Thief’ spell is very powerful and can directly steal the ‘knowledge’ from people’s minds!

Of course, if the level of the target substance is too high, the possibility of failure will be greater.

However, even the Church of the Righteous God does not have the luxury of letting high-level extraordinary people watch the door. The two night watchmen were just ordinary low-level people, so William stole the 'knowledge' they wanted.

After a long time, he bit the cap of his pen: "Well... If it were before, it would be a bit troublesome... But it seems that the dungeon has been transferred very frequently recently. According to the news from the night watchman, Aros is about to be transferred, and the new prison guard has not yet

Select...the best opportunity will be after that inhuman being is transferred away!"

"Uncle Bran, you have to help me...this is a rare opportunity."

William pressed his chest and suddenly felt something was missing: "Huh? Uncle Bran? Bran? Dead crow? You ran away again? Wait... Could it have just ran into the temple to steal people?

?”

He was sweating coldly and immediately trotted away from the neighborhood, planning to do a coffee fortune teller when he returned...



"With the active cooperation of the church... William's plan will surely succeed."

On the rooftop of a five-story building, Aaron held a gold-encrusted cane, smiled and said to the red-eyed crow flying in front of him: "What do you think? 'Raven'?!"

"Greatness has awakened in you..."

Bran's third eye opened, and his temperament suddenly became darker.


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