The climate in the early autumn of this year was much colder than in previous years. At dusk, accompanied by the magical purple-blue sunset that filled the sky, a pattering of freezing rain made a missionary chapel located in the mainland of the empire look particularly desolate.
Several junior priests in red robes from the mission house lit candles everywhere and burned exorcism incense, making the dim chapel as bright as day, as if filled with the majesty of the divine Lord.
The constant "sacred art" in the chapel isolated the cold and dampness of the outside world. After several low-level priests lit candles and performed routine prayers, they leaned against the wall and complained to each other in low voices——
"The weather has been really abnormal recently. In previous years, it was very hot at this time, and the apples around were not yet ripe. As a result, when the cold wind blew, the leaves started to fall before they even turned yellow!"
"I guess the crop harvest will be bad again this year, right? Because of the independence of the Mutual Protection Alliance, less food was shipped from the New World. His Majesty the Emperor requested that part of the pastures be converted back to farms. I finally managed to plant a few crops, but the bad weather disrupted them.
, I guess those farmers are going to make trouble in Londinium City again."
"What farmers? They are all tenants hired by the farmers! Without the support of those farmers, those tenants last year would not have been able to get close to the city of Londinium! Do you really think that the city defense army is a living wage? That's because someone opened the door to let them go.
They got in!"
"As the weather gets colder, there's more demand for cashmere clothes and quilts. Those wealthy and powerful farmers probably still want to convert their farmland into pasture. After all, you can't earn as much from growing food as you do from cutting wool."
"But I went to a nearby mill a few days ago and found that the price of flour has increased a lot. Who said growing food can't make money?"
"It is to make money, but it is all made by hoarding! In fact, before His Majesty the Emperor issued the decree, some large landowners had already converted pastures back to farmland, but the food they grew was piled in their warehouses.
Do you and I have anything to do with each other?"
"Will these farmers be so obedient?"
"How is that possible?! These farmers all have backers. They probably knew that the independence of the Mutual Protection Alliance would raise the price of local food, so they changed the pastures back to farmland in advance. They also received help from His Majesty the Emperor.
Asking for some money to repair the farm.”
"Mutual Protection Alliance? I don't understand. It's been ten years since they split, right? Why didn't the Imperial Legion in the New World regain their lost territory?"
"Don't you understand? The Russian Prince and Marshal Cavendish had rebellious intentions as early as ten years ago! They were facing the enemy on the front line, but they were just dragging their feet and not making any effort. They have been delayed until now, and they are still crowned.
To be called king, what is the Kingdom of Ansel?"
"The Kingdom of Ansel...does that Prince of Auger claim to be the orthodox successor of Emperor Ansel?"
"I don't understand the royal succession or anything like that. In short, the elders of Londinium City can do nothing but quarrel every day. But now the Mutual Protection Alliance has a 'Duke of the Heart', the Legend Company."
The Lord of Rainbow City, Nazarui, was completely defeated."
"Is that 'Duke of the Heart' really that powerful? The Imperial Navy fleet is not a vegetarian either."
"These days, the naval fleet is useless. It has long become the hired thugs of the Mysterious Eye! Moreover, the Kingdom of Jarnod, which is also in the Garad continent, has not seen the Imperial Navy defeat them. Not to mention the legend.
Spellcaster, why do you want to go head-to-head with the fleet?"
"Alas, speaking of legendary spellcasters, it took a lot of effort to teach an earthly saint, but in the end, he took refuge in the scholastic academy. Didn't it mean that the terrestrial saint was the 'Spear of Mission' back then? Why did he get mixed up with the scholastic academy?
"
"I'm still in doubt as to whether it is the 'Spear of Mission'. I recently heard some news that he might be the divine messenger from heaven, but he just came through the medium of holy relics. Later, I didn't hear any news about the saint on earth.
Ah, I guess we were summoned by the scholastic school, and they ended up spreading false rumors, or it could simply be that the scholastic school deliberately suppressed us."
"That holy relic is the missionary spear, right? At least it has been returned to our missionary academy. Does the scribal academy really regard the church as its own private property?"
"The big shots above are all in chaos now. Even Bishop Comerius was martyred in New Camelot City. Alas..."
The junior priests shook their heads and sighed, looking at the completely dark sky outside, they couldn't help but feel a little depressed:
"Our chapel was renovated by Bishop Comosius who traveled around the world and built a relief center for orphans. How could such a good man suddenly become a martyr?"
"I think it's most likely that those people from the Scribes Academy assassinated him! Before leaving, the bishop said that he hoped to negotiate with the Scribes Academy to return the artifact to the Mission Academy. But in the end, he was martyred in the New Camelot City for no apparent reason.
Even the body and relics were not returned.”
"The scribes aren't so vicious, are they? Besides, Bishop Comosius is very powerful. If he can't be defeated, he should still be able to escape."
"The armed church guards commissioned the new bishop to perform miracles to investigate this matter, but they could not find out anything too specific. They just said that Bishop Comosius seemed to be wrapped in evil blood during his lifetime."
"Could it be that the mage used necromancy to kill him?"
"Hmph! This is not surprising. His Majesty the Emperor attaches great importance to our mission academy, which may have aroused the jealousy of the evil mages from the Eye of Mystery. The scribe academy does not need to personally take action, just watch with a cold eye!"
"Recently, is it true that the new bishop doesn't even want to avenge Bishop Comosius? What about the friendship between the faithful?"
"He is probably still immersed in the excitement of occupying this wealthy parish, right? He took a carriage to the rich man's private manor for a banquet in the afternoon. How can such a guy be compared with Bishop Comosius? He has always
When he arrived, he drove away the orphans from the almshouse and asked where Bishop Comosius' personal property was hidden. If several priests and armed guards hadn't dissuaded him, he would have sent people to dig up the ground!"
"Oh, what will happen to our future if we follow this kind of person?"
"Practice well. When you become a formal priest or armed guard, you will be appointed by His Majesty the Emperor. Maybe you will have your own parish in the future to spread the glory of the Lord."
The junior priests comforted each other, but everyone's mood was like this cold night rain, which wanted to cool all the hot blood.
The candlelight in the chapel could not illuminate the rainy night outside, and the low-level priests were happy to rest and sleep in the "holy residence" environment without the bishop's request. They did not notice a dark figure coming to the relief hall next to the chapel.
The figure of the divine girl is shrouded in a special black mist. This mist does not disperse and drift at will. It is like a cloak wrapping up and down the body. The dark and cold "Black Water Hidden Mist" makes all the aura of the divine girl
With the aura, she completely blends into the rainy night environment. Not only the "secret vision" but also the "true knowledge" cannot detect her existence, and even when she is in the rain, her body shape will not be revealed.
After repeatedly confirming that there were no guards or magic surveillance around, the divine girl came to a remote corner of the relief hall, removed a few pots of withered flowers, leaned over and pressed them on the ground, and softly chanted a spell, and a "phase gate" appeared below.
, the divine girl immediately disappeared into a shimmering light.
Passing through the passage formed by the "phase gate", the divine girl came to a sealed underground space, removed the "hidden mist of black water" from her body, took off the hood of her cloak, and walked quickly along the guidance of her memory.
He walked through the dark and narrow passage, arrived outside a room, and pressed his hand on the steel door.
A burst of arcane blue light flowed across the surface of the door, which seemed to confirm the identity of the divine girl. The "Magic Mouth" on the door was automatically triggered, and the voice of Comosius came out:
"The fact that you came outside this room means that I have encountered an accident again. I don't know what you thought of me in the past, but now the chance of my resurrection is in your hands. The blood demon that holds the essence of my soul is in your hands.
The medicine, as well as the specific instructions for using it, are all in the room. I hope you can find a suitable host for me and perform the blood magic ceremony."
After the words were finished, the door opened automatically. At the moment when the "Magic Mouth Technique" dissipated, the divine girl realized that the effect of the "Death Emblem" was still hidden on the door. If the right person did not touch the door, she would probably be hit by the door.
The spell trap backfires.
Entering the room, you will see a small laboratory filled with various alchemy utensils and tools. There is also a dark red magic circle on the ground. It is unclear what kind of paint it was painted with.
In the cupboard against the wall, there is a glass bottle that looks like a healing potion. It is filled with bright red blood and is glowing with arcane blue light. Next to the bottle of blood is a spell book, and the cover is sewn with the skin of an unknown creature.
It is made from scratch and exudes a strange and evil aura.
The divine girl took the bottle of blood away, opened the spell book and took a few glances. After confirming that it was correct, she carefully put it away. Then she looked around, raised her hand to summon a medium-sized water element, and swept the remaining things into the water element's body.
The churning vortex completely tore it into pieces.
…
Sodifen woke up from the cold floor. He found that his limbs were tightly tied and he was lying on a magic circle. There were candles around him. The flames above were strange purple and swaying slightly.
Young Sodifen only felt a dull pain from the birthmark that resembled burning snake scales from his cheek to his shoulders. He had been living on the streets since he was a child. Whenever he might be in danger, this ugly birthmark would cause burning pain.
It becomes an instinctive warning, so when fighting with other children, he always has the upper hand.
But he only knew that the danger was approaching, but he could not figure out where the danger came from. Today at noon, the beautiful sister in the relief hall cooked a big pot of cream of mushroom soup for everyone. Since he was kicked out of the relief hall by the new black-hearted bishop,
Finally, this group of orphans enjoyed such delicious food for the first time.
Although the beautiful sister never said anything about what happened to Bishop Comosius, Sodifen was not stupid. He probably guessed that the bishop was dead. Fortunately, the beautiful sister was willing to take care of these orphans and rented a house in the countryside.
The old farmhouse temporarily houses the orphans.
Sodifen knew that Bishop Comosius was not a kind person, so he was relieved that this guy was dead. Moreover, he rolled around in the streets and alleys of Londinium and honed various street tricks early on.
I'm not afraid that I'll starve to death, it's just that I have someone to take care of me now and I'm too lazy to wander elsewhere.
While drinking soup at noon today, Sodifen's birthmark started to hurt again. Before he could understand it, he fell asleep at the dining table. When he woke up, he was lying on the magic circle with his limbs tied up.
"I knew it! She wouldn't be a good person if she followed Comerius!" Sodifen tried to struggle, but the rope was very tight and he didn't have enough strength to break free.
The purple candle flames flickered, and Sodifen saw the god-born girl walking out of the shadows. She had restored her usual light blue hair, and her bloodline characteristics, which were highly close to the water element, suddenly burst out from the depths of Sodifen's soul.
With an uncontrollable impulse, he seemed to want to scold the divine girl in front of him.
But as soon as Sodifen opened his mouth, his body seemed to stiffen, and all the muscles in his body tightened involuntarily, allowing him to hear the sound of blood rushing in his body. He saw the divine girl holding a leather spell book, whispering a spell, and...
The magic circle under Difen also operated accordingly.
A smell of blood filled the air, and Sodifen felt inexplicably familiar, as if the orphans he had been with for many days were all with him, making people dare not imagine what the magic circle was used to draw.
The blood that materialized on the magic circle penetrated every part of Sodifen's body. Sodifen was in excruciating pain, but he couldn't even faint. The burning sensation of the birthmark on his cheek almost burned his sanity.
The god-born girl took out a small bottle and slowly poured the blood potion into Sodifen's open mouth without stopping. The blood, like a living creature, couldn't wait to get into Sodifen's mouth.
The next moment, Sodifen began to twitch crazily. The blood potion was like a spark, igniting the dry pyre and detonating Sodifen's hidden power. The blood vessels on the surface of his skin burst out, and with the influence of the magic circle, Sodifen
The head, face and seven orifices spurted out strong blood.
At the same time, the snake scale birthmarks on Sodifen's cheeks and shoulders seemed to come to life, like a long snake clinging to the whole body, emitting black flames out of thin air to burn the clothes and burn the ropes, but did not leave any burns on the body.
The poisonous blood light and the evil black flame could not blend perfectly, and they began to conflict within Sodifen's body. The god-born girl chanted a spell, and used the magic circle drawn with blood and soul to do everything possible to strengthen the blood.
Light, fighting against the black flames to the end.
Just when the conflict reached its peak, almost tearing Sodifen apart, he suddenly sat up, his legs intertwined, and a mysterious rune suddenly appeared between his eyebrows. It shined with unspeakable power and began to tame the conflict.
Bloody light and black flame.
Over time, bits of filthy sweat and dirt oozed from the pores on Sodifen's body, and the blood and black flames gradually condensed, turning into intertwined and swirling light groups, slowly lifting Sodifen up.
This situation was beyond the expectation of the divine girl. She was a little undecided, so she had to follow the original arrangement and asked: "Do you still remember your name?"
"Me?" The young man held up by the red and black Qi gently stroked the mysterious runes between his eyebrows. He was confused at first, then thought about it, and said to himself: "The spiritual platform is infected, and a thought seems cute, and something comes out of nothing, out of thin air.
Now, which me is it again? Today I opened the golden rope, tore off the jade lock here, chopped three corpses into great elixirs, and today I know that I am me!"