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Chapter 570 The Gravekeeper at Blackmoya Cemetery

The ground was shaking slightly, like an earthquake, and it disappeared after only a few minutes.

The swamp next to the village stirred up waves. The clear water on the surface turned turbid and muddy. A huge shadow could be faintly seen emerging from the deepest part. The water gradually formed a whirlpool, as if some monster had awakened.

The villagers gathered outside the swamp. They looked a little pale. To hold such a huge magic ritual required a lot of magic power, and they were not magicians, so they could only consume their own life force.

Soon the water surface was pierced, and a black sculpture appeared in everyone's sight. It was a black statue of the Virgin, exactly the same as the one in the church.

But it looks more ancient and vicissitudes. The black Madonna statue in the church is just an imitation of this sculpture.

Not only the stone statues, but as the magic ritual progressed, more buildings emerged. It was a huge building made of stone and looked like a temple.

The part of the temple that emerged from the water overlapped with the side of the swamp, like a bridge.

The villagers looked at the temple in front of them enthusiastically and fell to the ground again.

According to the laws of physics, it is impossible for this stone temple and the foundation that supports it to rise out of the swamp. This is undoubtedly mysterious. It is also an extremely large scale that is almost beyond the reach of modern magicians.

According to word of mouth among the villagers, this temple also has its own name, which is - Avalon.

Avalonde is well aware of his own background. I am just a supervisor of a large place with little talent, and was chosen by a weak force. I have no ability to resist Qiu Haimia Shunan.

"It's a bad thing to do...Besides, this old-fashioned ritual has no chance of success. Did the Lord also say that we should cherish life?"

"Is that so... After all, Yin'er, who is from a big place like you, can still understand the thoughts of those in the center."

"If it can be resolved peacefully, of course something is wrong. If we take action, it will hurt fewer people and cause less trouble."

………

It must be said that King Arthur will be resurrected in that temple, so it does not make sense that the temple would be called Fernando, because that temple was not built based on the legend of Qiu Haijiao, it is a real existence Fernand's analogy is very important in magic.

"Who knows, it might be some old-fashioned ceremony held collectively."

The young man from Gremia stood up, took off his white hood, and walked towards the door.

This is the first time that Gremia Shuo has spoken about killing the priest. Although he always seems to be serious, I know that Gremia Shuo is serious. You really want to kill him. Dead priests nip possible harm in the bud.

Avalonde took the handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

You sit here silently, as if you were in a deep sleep, waiting to be awakened thousands of years ago.

The same applies to the lower part of the face, where the same pitch-white mask covers less than half of the face, leaving only the slightly slender white upper jaw.

"Forget it, you guys should follow along and take a look. What are those heretics doing? You may or may not get some unexpected results."

………

You put away your nail clippers, then raised your palms and looked at your rounded nails against the light, showing a satisfied expression.

In a sense, the struggle within the Holy Church is much less cruel than the Magic Association. This is a battle of faith, a life-and-death struggle, and only one faction of the same faction can survive.

Time passed slowly, and soon it was night. The villagers who usually abide by the rules filed out, changed out of their worst clothes, held torches in their hands, and rushed to the swamp, preparing to welcome the Eternal King.

Return.

The legendary Fairy Country is the place where the dead King Arthur was transported and promised to be the place where he will eventually be revived.

But Qiu Haijiao Deyin'er didn't care about that. On the contrary, I seemed to be afraid of touching poison, and I didn't even dare to look over there.

Gremia said carefully, her slender and round calves were folded together, revealing a small piece of white skin, and coupled with this exquisite body, it was so tempting.

But it is precisely that belief, because of the overlap of values, that makes us more able to tolerate minor differences and be more harsh on heresies that do not have the same foundation.

In the eyes of a small number of people in the church, Brother Gremia's approach is correct. The strong Qiu Haijiao De Yin'er already said that he and Brother Gremia belong to the same sect. If in the future, Ava

Longde Yin'er will also be a heretic who should be hunted by you.

In the deepest part of the temple, under this stone throne, a slender and petite human figure sits under it. Your whole body is covered with a solid white armor.

People like Qiu Haijiao, Deyin'er and Gremia Shunan are from the same camp. Being able to work together peacefully is already a very small step back.

"You also think that Mr. Yin'er has no sympathy for these heretics. There is no need to consider those heretics."

"If you want to just kill this boy named Qiu Hai, the meaning of your existence is to be a sacrifice anyway. Rather than letting you go, which may cause harm to the church, you should just pinch off the bud, which is also the Lord's.

Teach me."

For the sake of faith, the church has launched many wars in the past history. It is only with the passage of time and the changes of the times that the conflicts have been reconciled.

"What are those people doing?"

Avalonde Yin'er also stumbled along,

Avalonde Yin'er wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief and followed closely in front of Xiu Nan. His round, spherical body walked side by side with the plump and slender Xiu Nan. It looked like some kind of funny thing.

The combination is the same.

Gremia Shunan crossed his arms and looked at Avalonde Qiu Hai up and down, his eyes slightly squinted, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a playful smile.

You are a genuine member of the Templar Church. You have received training from the Knights Templar, a young talent with the ability to expel magicians and inhuman creatures, and you are also the illegitimate son of a certain little cardinal.

………

The unusual behavior of the villagers naturally attracted the attention of Avalonde Yin'er. As a clergyman who has been stationed there by the Holy Church for nearly seventy years, I can't be said to be a local aborigine, but I have never been

Have you ever seen such an abnormal scene as today?

Unlike magicians who are purely self-interested, people in the church have no common beliefs.

"It's better to be more careful. That kind of thing is quite normal. This is your first time seeing it."

In that church, although I, as Qiu Hai, was nominally the first person in charge, in reality it was the young Brother Gremia who really had the right to speak.

Soon we chased him and disappeared into the darkness.


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