When the nobles and rich people present heard this, they all stopped eating and drinking. Even though everyone was very well-educated, their faces were not very good-looking at the moment. The fat-headed rich man coughed lightly and asked:
"Archbishop, do you mean that the Governor-General is going to take away all our family property that we have accumulated through decades of hard work?"
"I said, it's a redemption, not a confiscation." The old president said: "And in this exclusive chamber of commerce, you not only get equity dividends, but you can also participate in business decisions. It's just to better coordinate various materials and improve
The construction level of colonial provinces is the same as..."
"That's enough!" The fat rich man slapped the table, causing the cups and plates to jump. Seeing oil and sweat dripping from his face, he said with a gloomy expression: "The Governor of Auger is really going too far. He was going too far before.
He has revised taxes and now plans to annex our industry? Does he really think that the Imperial Province and New Camelot City can develop to the point where they are today just by himself? Without us, give it to him...cough! Give it to him
He can't even sit in the position of governor for long if he wants to maintain the scene! Cough, cough -"
The rich man couldn't stop coughing, and his swollen face gradually turned purple. The old hospital manager frowned, and naturally activated his "toxin detection" and scanned the food and wine glasses on the table, but found nothing unusual.
But the fat-headed and big-eared rich man couldn't stop coughing. Other nobles and wealthy people also coughed in low voices one after another. Some people's faces were uneasy, their heads and necks were twisting, and they seemed to have difficulty breathing.
"Poison, poison!" A noble immediately shouted out, stood up in a panic, his eyes were unnaturally bloodshot, and blue veins popped out on his face, and he raised his finger to the head of the old courtyard with a ferocious expression.
"What have you done?!" The fat-headed and big-eared rich man roared strangely, and thick dark red blood poured out from his mouth and nose. He couldn't control it at all, and he tried to take out the healing potion from his arms.
Various thoughts flashed through the head of the old home, and he made an immediate decision and shouted to the church clergy in a deep voice: "Save people!"
After receiving the order, everyone in the Scribes Academy stood up immediately, but several less capable clergymen stumbled and fell to the ground. They were obviously poisoned.
"Don't be stunned, use 'neutralize the poison' and 'slow down the poison'!" Zhuo Mu, a devout prayer, was completely unafraid of the influence of poison. He raised his hand and raised the holy symbol, and the miraculous light spread out!
coax--
Suddenly, a large-scale "anti-magic field" enveloped the entire banquet hall, and the miraculous light disappeared immediately. Almost all magical phenomena and blessing effects were suppressed!
The next moment he couldn't react, the large glass windows on the left and right sides of the banquet hall were filled with hundreds of large and small arrows at the same time, like a ruthless steel rainstorm roaring in. The nobles and wealthy people in the anti-magic field were not protected by magic items.
There was also a strange poison in the body, and only one of the dozens of them who met him was pierced through the body and brain by a sharp arrow and crossbow, and died on the spot.
There are poisoned crossbow arrows, awl arrows for hunting ferocious beasts, and alien arrows with strong acid bottles attached. Even if a few nobles wear lined chain armor, they still cannot withstand the dense rain of arrows.
However, under the downpour of arrows, there was a thin round of light that was like a glass cover, blocking all the arrows and also protecting the clergymen of the scribal school. It was clearly visible that the head of the old school was holding the "Scepter of the Kingdom of Heaven" in his hand.
At the critical moment, he deployed the miraculous shield, ignoring the suppression of the "anti-magic field".
After a brief round of arrow rain, the banquet hall was filled with corpses. All the nobles and rich people who came to the banquet were dead. Dense arrows and crossbows were nailed to the walls and dining tables. Even the host,
Duchess Dirkford also died miserably under the arrows.
All the scribal priests who were inside the miraculous shield were stunned. They were caught off guard by the attack. If it weren't for the old leader and the church's artifact, it is estimated that under the suppression of the "anti-magic field", the arrow rain just now would have been enough.
Harvest nearly half of the people!
boom--
The fear caused by the arrow rain was still lingering in the hearts of everyone. The next moment, four huge figures crashed in from the window, stepping on the broken glass and dead bodies on the ground, taking heavy steps, approaching everyone in the Sutra Copy House.
They were four super-large adamantine golems, with a chilling dark matte glow all over their bodies. Their arms were made of sharp giant axes and spiked war hammers. Their weight alone was heavier than that of a uniformed cavalryman. They were simply rubbing against each other.
It will hurt you, and you will die if you touch it!
"Everyone, pick up your weapons!" Zhuo Mu, the devout prayer, immediately pulled out the mace from his waist. The priests of the Bible Scribing Academy present were all elites with fighting ability, otherwise they would not be selected and led by the chief of the old academy.
Come to the New World.
However, when they came to the banquet, they were not fully armed. They only wore chainmail armor under their priest robes, which was a little thin compared to the four adamantine golems.
"Can you still hold on?" Zhuo Mu lowered his voice and asked the old head of the hospital. He knew very well that this kind of miracle that ignored the anti-magic field required his own soul to resonate deeply with the heaven. It was more like praying for the divine power than casting a spell.
The Lord’s intervention in reality.
The head of the old hospital focused on maintaining the miraculous protection and said: "No problem, everyone breaks out in the same direction. Don't fight. As long as you break out of the anti-magic field, the situation can be reversed."
"Is it that easy?"
A cold voice came from outside the banquet hall, and at the same time, dozens of warriors wearing jet-black armor leaped in from the window, and together with the adamantine demon statues, surrounded everyone in the Scribing Academy.
The head of the old hospital looked up and saw a bishop wearing a scarlet priest's robe and holding a wine glass. He was standing at the door of the banquet hall without entering again, enjoying the wine leisurely. There was also a man with an expression on his face standing next to him.
The gray-white armed guard with a gloomy expression, and the entangled red and black armor on his body, exudes an evil atmosphere. In the eyes of the church clergy, he is simply an evil heretic!
The red-robed bishop said easily: "Well, the wine from the Oronma region is best for relieving tiredness after a meal. It's a pity that in order to host this banquet, the Duchess specially invited a famous venison chef from the city of Londinium.
, and also uses Zhuostin sprouts and black forest mushrooms as spices..."
"Comosius?" The head of the old hospital had sharp eyes, but his tone remained calm.
"It's me." Comosius shook the cup, looked at the broken corpses of nobles and rich people, and said with a smile: "Are you thinking that there are obviously no toxins in food and wine, why are these people still poisoned? In fact,
A plate of food and a glass of wine are both non-toxic, but when mixed with some expensive spices, they can become highly toxic, and the combination with alcohol promotes the dispersion of toxins throughout the body... Just some unsavory tricks, but you guys from the scholastic school
If you eat less, even if the poison develops in a hurry, you can easily save yourself, troublesome~"
"What good will it do you to kill these people?" Zhuo Mu stood upright in front of the head of the old hospital, showing no fear even though he was caught in a heavy killing array.
Comercius pretended to be innocent: "What does it have to do with me? It was obviously the Governor of Auger who had evil intentions. On the occasion of a banquet at the Scribes Academy, he poisoned and murdered many celebrities in New Camelot, and also killed people in the Scribes Academy.
.
When I heard the news, I, Bishop Comosius, rushed there as soon as possible. Filled with sorrow, I collected the bodies of the believers and vowed to take revenge on the evil Governor of Oger! This incident will be carried out in the city of Londinium tomorrow.
Newspaper headlines, the entire empire will know!"
"Do you think anyone would believe such nonsense?" Zhuo Mu asked in a deep voice.
Comosius shook his finger: "There is no need to pretend to be calm. The special anti-magic field of the Eye of Mystery will even slowly absorb magical energy. Sir, you should have noticed it, right? Even if the miracle is activated by the artifact,
It will still be eroded continuously. How strong is your soul? How long can it last?"
Zhuo Mu's expression changed, and before he could say anything, the surrounding adamantine demon statues swung their giant axes and heavy hammers, and immediately launched an attack, slamming down on the weakly shining miraculous shield!
The head of the old hospital closed his eyes, and the shield unfolded by a miracle seemed thin, but it was comparable to the "elastic ball" shaped by the energy of the force field and was indestructible.
"It seems that the attack will last for a while." Comercius said to the black-armored warriors responsible for the siege: "Everyone in black-armored shirts, please keep an eye on them, and don't let them break through!"
Most of those black-armored warriors were armed with defense-breaking weapons such as rapiers, awls and maces, and some were holding crossbows with arrows on the strings ready to fire at any time. In the anti-magic field environment, the decision was made between golems and warriors.
The key elements of victory or defeat in life and death.
Comercius turned around and patted the armed guards next to him who were full of foul smells, and said: "Salemi, you keep an eye on them, I will take back the artifacts belonging to the mission academy."
Salemi, whose pupils were flashing with blood, nodded stiffly, and pulled out the long sword from his waist. The strange blood and turbid negative energy were intertwined and twisted, like a poisonous snake spitting out messages, ready to drink blood at any time.
Comosius was very satisfied. He left the banquet hall behind and arrived at the hall where the ceremony was held before. This is where the sacred stone cabinet brought by the scribes was housed. The two combat priests responsible for guarding the holy stone cabinet, one was
The heads were chopped off, and one was burned to coke. The mage Verrui, wearing a dark blue cloak and a mask, was inspecting the sacred stone cabinet back and forth.
Comercius asked: "It's really strange that you have to wear a mask at times like this, lest others know that you are involved in these things?"
Master Verrui raised his head and glanced at the other party: "Are the people from the Scripture Copy Academy not dead yet?"
"How can it be so easy? The president of the hospital has a bunch of inferior artifacts all over his body, and now he is shrinking in the miraculous cover and letting those golden golems smash them." Comosius said.
"Can't the anti-magic fields specially made by the two legendary mages suppress the church's artifacts?" Master Verrui sounded distressed.
Comercius snorted coldly: "I said at the beginning that I would defeat them one by one while they were separated, but you couldn't wait to take action."
Master Verrui retorted: "Who can't wait? This banquet is clearly the result of Prince Auger forcing everyone to make a choice, and there are people who join the scholastic academy on the spot. How long will it take if they don't take action? Do you think these people have eaten enough?
Are fat-brained nobles really that close to our Mysterious Eye? Under coercion and inducement, they will kneel down faster than anyone else!"
"Okay, don't complain to me." Comercius waved his hand, motioning for the other party to get out of the way, and then recited the verses of the holy scripture. A miraculous power was like a dim light, gently blending into the surface of the holy stone cabinet, the simple and old stone cabinet.
, a dazzling light emerged, and the cover of the holy stone cabinet was slowly opened.
"Do you understand? No matter how high your arcane skills are, you still can't open it." Comercius sneered.
Mage Verrui shrugged helplessly, and just watched closely as Comosius leaned over and took out the leaf-shaped spearhead placed in the holy stone cabinet.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Comosius's silence, Master Verrui hid one hand under his cloak, and the power of "Extreme Ice Ray" was ready to go. In the final analysis, his cooperation with Comosius was just
It was around the "Spear of Preaching". Now that the artifact was in front of him, he planned to directly kill Comosius and seize the artifact.
It just so happened that Comosius was exposed as a traitor to the church afterwards, and the murder of everyone in the scribes was blamed on him. He then sent people to manipulate public opinion and describe the matter as an internal conflict in the church, so that the Holy Archbishop's church would lose its substance to its reputation.
, all destroyed to pieces!
“This, this, this is not the fucking ‘Preaching Spear’!!!”
Comosius was furious, furious, and roared with all his demeanor. He held the leaf-shaped spearhead with both hands and actually bent it hard!
This time, Master Verrui was also stunned. It was almost impossible to destroy high-level artifacts. Don't even think about bending them with both hands! He quickly stepped forward and observed carefully. There was nothing in the holy stone cabinet, and Comosius was completely empty.
It's impossible to do the trick of changing the situation with your full attention.
In other words, the "Spear of Mission" in the Holy Stone Cabinet, a holy relic shown to the world in many public ceremonies before, and a medium that can be used to pray for the Holy Lord to perform miracles, is a... fake?!
"Fuck! Fuck! You bunch of bastards who can't even get hard enough to fuck a little boy!!" Comosius slammed the leaf-shaped spearhead to the ground. The unprecedented frustration made him furious.
Stomping his feet and yelling angrily.
Master Verrui was also a little shocked. He leaned over to pick up the leaf-shaped spearhead, chanted a spell, and turned it into ashes with a "dissociation spell". It was so clear that this spearhead was not the "Preaching Artifact" of the church at all.
spear".
"How could this happen? I, we have a legendary mage who has used prophecy spells many times to confirm that this is a high-level artifact of the church. How did they hide it..." Master Verrui understood in a blink of an eye, and he stared at the ordinary saint.
The stone cabinet, his chin trembling slightly, said: "Is this also a high-level artifact of the church? The aura effect and information flow are hindered by the interference of the artifact. Can't you tell that the spearhead inside is a fake?"
"Coffin of Rebirth?" Como Houston thought of a possibility: "Is this the legendary artifact that can bring people back to life?"
Both Master Verre and Comosius' eyes were filled with greedy light, and they looked at each other, each remaining in a stalemate.
Even a legendary mage cannot achieve a true miracle like resurrection from the dead. Even the "Withering Death Moon" Herzeken, who was transformed into a lich, only used a phylactery to preserve his soul, and was not a true death.
And after resurrection, the decay of the body is inevitable.
If you didn't grab the "Spear of Mission", then the "Coffin of Rebirth" may be a better compensation.
And Master Verre and Comosius both understand that this incredible artifact must not fall into the hands of the other. I am afraid that the only path left for each other is to fight to the death...