Clement was floating in the darkness outside the cave, looking at the situation inside with an expressionless face. Whether it was the strange patterns, or the strong feelings of hatred, hatred and despair, they had all dissipated. If it weren't for a little residual extraordinary breath, it would still be there.
Existing there, no one can guess that a small magic ceremony was once held here. Even so, no one can deduce the specific content of the small magic ceremony and whether it is part of a large ceremony from the remaining extraordinary aura.
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After an hour, this extraordinary aura also dissipated into nature, and everything that happened was completely lost in the long history.
Clement used "prayer magic" and other prophetic magic to try to get "divine revelation", but there was nothing except what he had known for a long time.
"The opponent's strength is at least as good as mine, and he has made full preparations in advance, so I can't predict the real situation, not even the 'Lord of Hell' can..." Clement frowned slightly, if "Hell
"The Lord" was here the first time, so He could definitely "predict" the truth, but He was in the distant endless ocean, in the even more "remote" ninth level of hell, just because he sensed the power of abnormally strong emotions.
Only then did I realize that I had missed the opportunity.
Clement interrupted the prophecy magic and analyzed the possible targets by himself: "The strength is no worse than mine... From this point alone, there are not many suspects in Fort Saint-Ivan, unless there are other outsiders.
Or, but that way it would be impossible to make such full preparations in St. Ivan Castle where we have the most strict control... By the way, the power of negative emotions requires a 'container' that is at most one level lower. I have to see who is 'missing'
Already..."
Now that the opponent has completed the state transformation, Clement is not too impatient and goes to various cathedrals overnight to determine the life and death of Holy Spirit Priests and Holy Knights. Instead, he waits patiently until early morning, using the excuse of communicating about the current undercurrent of the situation, to say goodbye.
Visited members of the College of Cardinals.
"Your opinion is very important, I will consider it..." Outside St. Felix Cathedral, Clement politely said goodbye to another saint who had inherited the power, and his heart was full of doubts.
Including himself, not one of the seven saints is missing, either in the cathedrals of St. Ivan Castle, or in the key areas he guards - after contacting through the sound transmission magic circle, and using prophetic magic to confirm
Most of the other Holy Spirit Priests, Holy Knights and Empire's Epic Knights were like this. Only two or three who were performing secret missions were temporarily out of contact, but there was no sign that they had fallen.
In this way, there is no "container". Could it be that the person who completed the state transformation was a legend from other forces who was killed or a strong man living in seclusion alone? Clement felt that this thing was a bit weird more and more. When he came back to his senses,
I came and found that I had walked outside St. Ivan's Cathedral without knowing it.
Could it be that His Majesty the Pope is the "container"? Clement suddenly thought that normal people would not be so bold, but maybe it was some madman?
With this idea in mind, Clement walked into St. Ivan's Cathedral and asked to see Pope Belkovsky.
A few minutes later, he saw Belkovsky, who was as tall as a bear in the study. He still had a loud voice, yellow eyes and a "tall" nose.
"Clement, you seem to have some ideas?" Belkovsky hinted that he already knew about Clement's frequent visits and contacts with members of the College of Cardinals and the epic knights of the empire and affiliated countries today.
Clement was horrified. He was still too impatient and should have finished it in a few days. If not for what happened last night, which benefited from the "Lord of Hell"'s deep induction of ancient devils and the power of emotions, even the state transformation
The reporter himself did not know that the matter was leaked, and his actions today may have exposed something.
So, he said with sincerity and fear: "The monsters of the Dark Parliament have invaded several small countries at the northern foot of the Dark Mountains and are threatening the Church of the Earth Mother. I am worried that the Earth Mother will turn to them and want to secretly prevent this from happening, so I talked with the Cardinal
The bishop exchanges opinions with the epic knights, hoping to reach an agreement as much as possible before making suggestions."
"If you have any questions in the future, please communicate with me first." Belkovsky didn't say much, because this is the Northern Church. Unlike the Southern Church, the Pope has absolute authority and decision-making power.
The scale exchange was seen as an act of blasphemy against "the Lord's spokesman on earth" and a sign of intent to divide the church.
In the Northern Church, power belongs to the entire College of Cardinals. The Pope only has more convening power than the saints. Coupled with the deterrence of strength, the power of speech and decision-making is stronger than that of others.
Of course, under normal circumstances, no saint would challenge the authority of the Pope like this.
Clement breathed a sigh of relief and said respectfully: "I'm just here to ask you for advice."
After communicating the current situation, Clement returned to the Cathedral of Saint-Gonaud, searching over and over again for the places he had missed. Unfortunately, due to the influence of his fixed mindset, he could not understand what the mysterious state changer was doing.
As a "container", after all, there are only so many legendary strong men!
As he was thinking about it, he thought about himself again: "I still lack a few special materials for refining the container. Should I borrow some from the 'Lord of Hell'... No, He doesn't know that I haven't used the negative emotions yet.
Instead of relying on the "Book of Virtues"... Hey, it would be great if the corpse of St. Gono could be used. The divine body and the power accumulated over hundreds of years are enough to bring me close to the peak of the legend and I will be able to break through in a short time.
, corpses, corpses of saints!”
Clement suddenly thought of a possibility, and was surprised and shocked in his heart. The muscles on his face were slightly distorted. Could it be that he was really one of them?
He knelt down on the spot and drew horizontal crosses that were short up and down and long on the left and right on his chest. He closed his eyes and the divine light emerged from behind, condensing into a ball of light and gradually transforming into an angel of light with golden eyes. Then there was silence.
Cold, monotonous black and white grays permeate the surroundings.
The Realm of the Dead, the Temple of the Dead, and the Holy Spirit Chamber.
Five black iron coffins were placed there quietly, with a ball of divine light above or in front of them that was unpredictable and difficult to touch. Suddenly, something seemed to fly into the divine light ball above one of the coffins.
, quickly grew in size and turned into an angel of light with golden eyes and six wings on its back.
Clement's consciousness was attached to the divine radiance, and he looked at the Holy Spirit Room, which was as quiet as a tomb, and felt a smell of age-old vicissitudes.
"Who could it be?" Clement looked at the other four coffins, hesitating in his heart. If the wrong coffin was opened, the corresponding saint would definitely sense it. At that time, it would be difficult for him to explain why he did this.
Although he will not be besieged and killed, he will definitely be excluded from the inner circle by the Pope and saints as a careerist.
He used the divine magic of prophecy, hoping to give himself some hints, but the prophecy results were varied, including any coffin.
Shaking his head, Clement thought that there was a "Lord of Hell" standing behind him, so he made up his mind and prepared to check the object of his most suspicion!
He walked to the front and stood in front of the upright coffin of Saint Ivan. The six angel wings behind him flapped slightly. He stretched out his right hand and slowly pushed open the lid of the coffin.
Squeaking, a hoarse and heavy friction sound broke the quiet silence of the Holy Spirit Room, and the coffin behind the lid was empty, with only the iron black glowing with a cold sheen.
Clement's golden eyes suddenly solidified, half happy and half angry, but they were indeed empty!
Saint Ivan, who betrayed the holy city of Reims and founded the Northern Church, is missing! His divine body and the power accumulated over generations are gone!
"Sure enough, it was Belkovsky, he completed the state transformation!" Clement could not restrain his anger, angry that Belkovsky betrayed his "ideal", and angry that he could not complete it so easily.
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Only then did he understand clearly why Pope Viken had not considered the saints of the Northern Church in order to sow discord when he secretly announced the god-like law, because he must have understood that there were several saints whose divine bodies and accumulations had accumulated from generation to generation.
The power is there, and the transformation of the state only requires the collection of emotional power, which is relatively simple. Coupled with the power of faith controlled and stolen by the Northern Church, and the accumulated divine brilliance, the preparations required for the god-like path have long been completed, enough to support a whole life.
The "resources" a godlike person needs.
"If this path hadn't involved the understanding of divinity and faith, the failure would have been huge and it would have taken a long time to grasp it. Belkovsky might have already been trying to make an impact..." Clement said angrily and enviously
Thinking that he was still far from being able to transform into a state, but he didn't know that Bielkovsky still lacked the secret of combining the two to impact the godlike state.
Suddenly, he frowned: "Belkovsky collects emotional power in St. Ivan Castle. Even if it is hidden, it can't be hidden from everyone. I don't know if it's normal, but it seems that no saint is aware of it.
This is weird, does he have a special method?"
After thinking about it, he suddenly came to a terrible conclusion. Without any scruples, he turned around and opened another coffin.
With a squeaking and rubbing sound, the lid of the coffin was lifted, revealing the hollow interior, and Felix's divine body was also missing!
One by one, the coffins were opened, and the divine bodies of Uriel and Alexei also disappeared!
Belkovsky is by no means the only one who has completed the state transformation!
"It turns out I'm the only one who doesn't know..." Clement laughed angrily. It turned out that he had been excluded from the inner circle a long time ago.
After cleaning up the Holy Spirit Chamber, his consciousness returned to St. Gono Cathedral and contacted the "Lord of Hell" Mardimos.
"Belkovsky and the other three saints have completed the state transformation using the divine body as a 'vessel'... Where did they get the negative emotions and ancient devil secrets? Viken will never reveal it to them.
Other legendary strong men who have mastered this secret must also hope to control the number of people..." Maldimos pondered.
He once had such a plan to reveal this secret to Belkovsky and others at a critical moment to confuse the situation, but after He successfully arrived, he no longer had this plan.
Before Clement could guess, "Lord of Hell" Maldimos suddenly laughed sarcastically: "I'm afraid it's those from the Magic Council. They only have negative emotions and the secrets of ancient devils, which you need to master to steal and use." The power of faith method is mutually beneficial. Hum, Douglas, Lucien Evans, what else can you say about sticking to the arcane path..."
"What to do now?" Clement mused.
Maldimos laughed: "Spread this news, especially let Viken know."
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A few days later, the holy city of Reims.
Pope Benedict III looked at the information in front of him, with a rare expression of hesitation, and gritted his teeth and said: "Lucien Evans..." (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)