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Chapter VI Follow-up Arrangements

After hearing this, everyone present looked at the messenger in unison, obviously very concerned about the answer to this question.

The same goes for Delphi.

As the High Priest of the Dark Temple, he has been shouldering the heavy responsibility of steering the Dark Temple during the most difficult years. In order to continue the temple's fire, he often had to make extremely difficult decisions one after another with an extreme lack of information.

, I don’t know if it’s a right or wrong decision.

He has been carrying this heavy burden for most of his life. He doesn't mind and is happy to continue carrying it.

However, rather than being a helmsman who works hard day and night, he would rather be a pawn of Lord Messenger, and do whatever the Lord Messenger tells him to do.

If the messenger could accompany them to the new dimension, he felt that he would be more relaxed and confident.

"Indeed," he saw the Lord Messenger nodding slightly and said calmly, "I really will not, or rather, will not go to the new dimension with you for the time being.

"Because on this plane, there are still some follow-up matters that I need to deal with."

Hearing this, Delphi was a little disappointed. But of course, he did not dare to show this disappointed emotion.

There was a brief silence after that.

Perhaps because he would soon be far away from home, the atmosphere around the round table was particularly solemn, even looking a little sad under the biting cold wind.

"I want to know what the abilities of each of you are." Finally, the messenger asked again, breaking the silence at the round table. "Before making the next strategic deployment, I hope to have a thorough understanding of the situation between the enemy and ourselves."

After every believer in the Dark Temple obtains the power of the Dark God's favor, most of them will gradually develop one or more special abilities of their own through future use. Like Isabella's transformation

The illusion of appearance is such an ability.

The same is true for the priests of the Church of Light. It's just that the source of their power has become the goddess of light.

Delphi looked around and then answered first: "My ability is called 'Soul Annihilation', which can erase a person's soul from its roots. In addition, as the high priest of the Dark Temple, my divine power is relatively

It is relatively strong and can convey my master’s will when he needs it.”

"Next."

Ariel scratched his head and said, "Sir Messenger, I don't have any special abilities. If you really want me to answer this question... does it count if I am a little stronger than others?"

"Next one."

The young warrior Refant puffed up his chest and said solemnly: "Dear Messenger, my ability is 'Phantom Stealth', which allows me to hide my figure silently in the dark, making it extremely difficult for others to detect me.

In addition, the great God of Darkness also gave me a long sword called 'Ode to Darkness', which has three negative effects of 'fear', 'fatigue' and 'aging', which can cause super damage to the enemy.

Hurt beyond imagination.”

When talking about "Ode to Darkness", Lei looked extremely proud, like a primary school student who was praised by his teacher at school and then showed off in front of his parents after returning home.

Hearing his answer, the messenger's face showed an unknown smile: "It seems that my lord is very fond of you. With this sword, you must be loyal to my lord in the future."

"I swear allegiance to my lord and to the master of the temple." Lei stood up and swore an impassioned oath.

"Sit down, young man," the messenger said calmly, "but never be a giant of words and a dwarf of actions."

Refant nodded in agreement.

Then, the messenger's eyes fell on the newly joined doctor Sean Derek.

"I'm just an ordinary doctor, Lord Messenger," Sean said nervously. "Apart from saving lives and healing the wounded, I don't have any special abilities. But as long as it's your order, Lord Messenger, I will do whatever it takes, even if it means going through fire and water."

.”

"Ability..." The messenger smiled slightly, "As long as you are willing to serve our Lord devoutly, you will soon have it. But you must understand that the power of God's favor is both a gift and a shackle. If one day, you are betrayed

The faith and power of God will become a deadly poison."

"Please rest assured, Sir Envoy," Sean stood up and bowed to the envoy, "Since I have decided to convert to the Dark Temple, I will not go back on it as long as I live."

The messenger gently waved his hand and motioned for him to sit down, seeming to be very satisfied with the newcomer's performance.

Finally, the messenger looked at Saint Isabella.

"Sir Messenger, my ability is 'Dark Illusion', which is inherited from my teacher Ms. Camili." Isabella stood up, knelt and saluted, "its function is to change the appearance.

I can change my own, and I can also change other people's. Of course, its scope of action is limited, and it can be used on up to two people at a time."

After hearing Isabella's description, Delphi couldn't help but smile and shake his head, thinking of the jailer named Jim who had replaced Isabella's identity in the Northern Tribunal. He must have replaced Isabella over the years.

You must have suffered a lot of inhuman torture!

But Delphi didn't sympathize with him at all. After all, who told him to have inappropriate thoughts about Isabella? He deserved such a punishment.

After Saint Isabella introduced his abilities, the messenger once again fell into deep thought. The fingertips of his right hand tapped the armrest of the chair, making a crisp "ta-da" sound in the howling cold wind.

Delphi and others waited patiently for him to make a decision.

However, the messenger did not keep them waiting for too long.

"Let's do this," the messenger stopped his movements, and his tone sounded more serious than before, "Next, I will give you a week to pack your bags and say goodbye to this plane.

"I'll come here to see you in a week.

"I may choose one or two of you to stay in this plane and do something for me.

"For the remaining people, I will open a plane passage and send you and other believers to a new plane to develop new believers for our Lord."

"I would like to comply with the arrangements of the envoy." Everyone stood up and saluted.

They were a little surprised by this arrangement, even caught off guard, but due to the teachings in the "Dark Scripture", they did not dare to express their doubts.

"My Lord will protect you," the messenger said with a smile, "Then, see you in a week."

As soon as he finished speaking, the shining four-pointed star appeared on the ground again.

Both the figure of the messenger and the ornate round table and armchairs began to gradually become blurred, and soon completely disappeared.

Delphi rubbed his eyes, looking a little dazed.

"Who do you think the messenger will keep?" After a moment of silence, he couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know about anything else," Ariel replied without thinking after hearing his words, "It definitely can't be me."

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