Theodore sat down, closed the book on the table, watched Jerome's right hand holding the hilt of the sword trembling slightly, and sighed inaudibly: "You ask me if I am still loyal to my past oath, my answer is
Yes and no."
Jerome gently pushed the end of the scabbard open with his thumb, and the sharp sword blade emitted light and illuminated the ceiling of the room.
"All my actions are for the benefit of the alien race. This has not changed from beginning to end." Theodore sat up straight, with a calm look on his face: "However, to obey the will of the Presbyterian Church, I will never do it again.
It’s not here.”
"Why?!"
"Compared with the violence and cruelty of the Presbyterian Church, I found a better place to protect the dignity and lives of the aliens."
Jerome's sword was halfway drawn, his eyes getting colder and colder: "The Knights of Muxi? Are you planning to surrender to the church? Do you think those murderers under the banner of Heavenly Father are the hope of alien species?"
Regarding Jerome's accusation, Theodore did not directly refute him, but asked him a question: "How did you feel during the time you lived in Muxi Town?"
Jerome was stunned and asked with some hesitation: "How did you know that I was in Muxi Town recently?"
"Not just you, the uninvited guests in Muxi Town, the Inquisition, the Silver Ring Kingdom, the Barbarian Secret Agents...the Relief Society all have their whereabouts. Returning to my question, what do you think of Muxi Town?"
Jerome looked away, his tone full of uncertainty: "That's a strange place..."
Theodore became interested and urged: "Tell me about it."
"The aliens living there will not be discriminated against by others, nor will they be arrested or persecuted. They have decent jobs and generous pay, and some of them are even respected and even worshiped by the surrounding residents."
The more Jerome talked, the more confused he became.
Theodore looked at this former disciple and asked slowly: "Why is this happening?"
Jerome put the sword back into its scabbard, followed the old man's topic, and repeated in a low voice: "Yes, why is this happening..."
"In the past, I lamented the injustice suffered by alien species and was angry at the suffering suffered by alien species. With the idea of ending the war and striving for equality, I joined the Presbyterian Church. I once thought that only through violence can the world accept it.
The existence of alien species." Theodore touched the beard on his chin and laughed: "The appearance of Muxi Town made me realize that I had made a mistake. I originally wanted the alien species to integrate into the world and be accepted by people, but the war did not
It’s not a required option.”
Jerome closed his eyes, shook his head and said: "I am not as optimistic as you are. After all, Muxi Town is also the land of the church, and its independence cannot last long. Sooner or later, the burning racks will still be all over this coastal area.
In this small town, the aliens ultimately have to rely on themselves to survive..."
"If you are worried that the Muxi Knights will go back on their word and that the church's power will regain control of that land, then I can tell you that as long as you stay in Muxi Town for a while, you can communicate with the general leader of the Knights - Thomas
If we have a chat with each other, we will naturally stop having these questions."
Jerome took a step forward: "If, and I mean if, Muxi Town is really as you described, and is not an accomplice of the church. Then, Lord Theodore, please return to the Presbyterian Church with me.
You were once a mentor in the association and saved countless lives. Your introduction of Muxi Town and Muxi Knights to the Supreme Council in person will be the best opportunity to change everything."
Theodore looked at the four members of the Legion of Disputes in front of him, slowly spreading out, surrounding him in a fan shape, and smiled bitterly: "After saying so much, you still don't believe me, an old man."
"This is not a matter of belief or not, Lord Theodore. To a certain extent, I am protecting you. Maybe you don't know that Elder Clarence has arrived in the Silver Ring Kingdom..."
Theodore's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't suppress the anger in his voice: "That bastard who uses cannibalism as a pastime!"
Jerome analyzed the powerful relationship for the old man: "If you agree to go to the Presbyterian Church with me and explain everything clearly, with your status as a mentor and many students, the members of the Supreme Council will most likely be persuaded to accept Mu Xi
Knights. As long as the Muxi Knights enter the seat of the Presbyterian Council, the original power structure will change. You also know that as long as you shout, those in the Council who hold objections to the arbitrary actions of the Elders will
, not in the minority."
"But if you insist on going your own way, even if you can repel us, the Great Elder and his men will bring disaster to the entire Relief Society. Your research and results will eventually fall into the hands of those in the Presbyterian Church.
In the hands of careerists. Lord Theodore, please trust me for once because I was once your student, and return to the Presbyterian Church with me."
Theodore looked at the man in front of him with a solemn expression. Just when he was about to speak, the bookcase in the room was knocked to the ground by a huge force.
Seven undead successors broke into the room through the secret door. The leader of the monster was crawling on the ground on hands and feet. One arm was as strong as a stone pillar, and the other was as thin as firewood. The head that originally belonged to Marcos had sunk into the
His chest was pierced, and he could no longer be seen. This was clearly the guy from the Battle of Beishi.
"We've been trapped!"
"This is a trap!"
The three people accompanying Jerome raised their weapons and started fighting with the monsters.
Theodore looked at the scene in front of him in surprise and said to himself: "How could anyone know the existence of this secret door? I did not summon the successor of the undead! How did these guys break the cage and bypass the guards?
, came here?!"
The Beidao warrior held up a two-handed sword in his left hand and a giant hammer in his right hand. The skin on his body gradually turned red, his muscles swelled as if inflated, and a goat-like horn gradually appeared on his forehead. Every attack he made had a
With the power to crack mountains and crack rocks, every step made the room shake slightly, and every wound made his figure even bigger. In the end, he was even higher than the roof, and he could only fight with his body hunched.
The dwarf took out his dagger and squatted down. The light was projected around him, gradually distorted and changed, and finally he seemed to be invisible and disappeared.
Theodore found a bone whistle from the desk drawer and blew hard on the whistle. To his surprise, this method of controlling the undead successors actually lost its effect, and the monsters continued to attack.
.
"How is this possible?!" Theodore looked at the thing in his hand, his eyes widened. He soon noticed something strange. Although the bone whistle in front of him looked very similar, it was a complete counterfeit!
"Someone came to my laboratory and transferred my things..." At this point, Theodore was stunned.
At this time, Jerome drew out the long sword in his right hand and untied the glove on his left hand. The ninth-ranked person in the Legion of Disputes finally showed his ability - disintegration.
Unlike an ordinary right hand, Jerome's left hand is more like a demonic limb. The skin is covered with red scales, and the fingers turn into sharp claws. All objects touched by his left hand will decompose into
More primitive matter.
Metal will turn into a substance similar to mineral powder; wood will turn into a raw material similar to fiber; and flesh and blood will be cracked into a pile of white foaming mucus.
Under the attack of the three of them, most of the undead successors were torn into pieces in less than one round. But a steady stream of monsters poured in from the secret door.
The small space, coupled with the chaotic and unpredictable abilities of the Necromancer Successor, gradually began to unbalance the balance of victory, and the situation became increasingly unfavorable to the Dispute Legion.
Finally, the warrior was the first to fall, and was instantly devoured by the undead, leaving only his skeleton; the dwarf was the second to be caught and bitten, and he only let out a cry for help, and then died no more.
In the end, only Theodore, Jerome and the tattooed man were left alive in the room.
"Take Lord Theodore and go first!" Jerome grabbed the undead's head with his left hand, watched the latter turn into mucus in the smoke, and shouted towards the tattooed man.
The latter took advantage of the opportunity to dodge, glanced at the densely packed undead in the room, nodded, and moved towards Theodore bit by bit.
At this moment, a burst of black smoke floated out from the secret door, passed over everyone's heads, and enveloped Theodore's body.
A roar came from the mouth of the Relief Society president.
When the tattooed man arrived, the black smoke dissipated, and the old man's body fell out and crashed into the former's arms.
Bright red blood stained from the old man's chest, like a living fish that had left the water source, its mouth wide open, but no sound could be made.
"Lord Theodore!" Jerome looked back and saw this tragic scene. He was stunned, shocked, regretful, and uneasy...all kinds of expressions appeared on his face in an instant. The brief absence allowed the undead to find an opportunity.
A deep, bone-visible wound was left on the former's back.
The door to the room was knocked open by members of the Relief Society. The first person to break in saw the president covered in blood in the arms of the tattooed man and screamed: "Oh my God! They killed the president."