Sleepless City as a border town, under the influence of many years of quite peaceful atmosphere, it still retains a relatively strong folk style, the whole city except for the always tense border military headquarters is more loose discipline, even if there is an integrated patrol team to manage the daily city security, but because there are too many free and loose adventurers, fights and brawls are commonplace in Sleepless City, even if they are bumped into by the patrol team, seeing that it is the adventurers fighting, they will turn a blind eye and treat it as if it did not happen.

But there are also four "forbidden places" in Sleepless City, and no matter how brave the adventurer is, he will not dare to make trouble here, because once the trouble is caught, the punishment received is a top serious, these four places are the City Lord's Mansion that is in charge of the operation of the entire Sleepless City, the Imperial Library of the Wisdom Pearl, the headquarters of the Military Department of the Sleepless City and the Golden Radiance Cathedral of the Bright God Sect Branch of the Sleepless City, according to the residents of the city, these four places represent the order, wisdom, and wisdom of the Sleepless City. Strength and faith, in fact, there are many other god belief sects in the city, but the Cult of Light is developing too rapidly, and they have gradually become a minority sect, although it is not a lingering breath, but according to the development speed of the Cult of Light, these sects are estimated to be disbanded in Sleepless City.

The Golden Radiance Cathedral is located in the south of the city of Sleepless, next to the edge of various government departments around the city lord's mansion, occupying a large piece of land, the wealthy Bright God Cult will build the church here even on the edge of the empire, even if it is not excessive, in terms of building height and floor area, it is only a little smaller than the city lord's mansion, the interior decoration is even more magnificent, under the blessing of a large number of magic arrays, this cathedral is also splendid, this light pollution is not only not reviled by people, many members of the Illuminati Cult are also proud to be able to live closer to the church, and claim to be bathed in the glory of the God of Light at all times。

While Ambassador Shalamand was trying to delay his return to the imperial capital, Bishop Raphael, who was irritable and could not sleep, also came to the prayer room built in the church for senior clergy, pushed open the door, and Raphael nodded with satisfaction.

This prayer room is not large, but the interior decoration department is not sloppy at all, and there is a small sculpture of the pure gold god of light standing in the middle.

Kneeling in front of the statue of the god of light, the high-grade velvet cushion under the knee is very soft and comfortable, and it also has the effect of concentrating, which makes Bishop Raphael's troubled heart calm a little, his hands are folded, and Bishop Raphael bows his head and begins to pray.

"Great God of Light, you are the Lord of Light, and you are the living force of all things。。。。。 ”

As Bishop Raphael's mind calmed down in prayer, a breeze swept across his cheeks with the scent of grass.

This is a closed room, depicting a valuable air circulation magic array, even if there is wind blowing out of the magic array, it is impossible to smell grass.

"Who!"

The thought crossed his mind in an instant, and Bishop Raphael immediately snapped to his feet, looking in the direction of the wind, while covering the entire prayer room with his own spiritual sense.

There was no one in the prayer room, and there was no breath other than Bishop Raphael.

At his feet, there was a finger-wide piece of grass, as if it had just been broken off, and there was a slight amount of dew on the grass.

Bishop Raphael paid attention to the movement around him, and at the same time took out the grass that was inserted at his feet, yes, it was broken, the roots of the grass were firmly inserted into the floor tiles, there was not a single gap, if it was not broken, Raphael could not pick it up.

"See you in the finals in seven days," said a few words written on the grass in the secret language of the Cult of Light.

"Number Five!" Bishop Raphael immediately guessed the origin of this grass, he arrived in Sleepless City at the order of the Archbishop of the Northern Monastery to cooperate with Number 5 to complete a certain task, and after waiting for a few days, Number 5 finally appeared.

Knowing that it was the 5th that summoned him, Bishop Raphael's tense heart relaxed, and he shook his head as he looked at the half of the grass left in the floor tiles.

"These crazy people, their strength is getting stronger and stronger, I don't know how long the archbishop can hold them down. He also thought about it in his heart, and if he said it, he was afraid that he would die in his sleep without knowing it, as one of the bishops of the Illuminati Sect, Raphael's strength was indeed very strong, but for these people cultivated in the northern monastery, it would become a luxury to die comfortably.

Using magic to burn half of the grass on which the writing was written, Bishop Raphael knelt down again and continued the interrupted prayer.

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A lot of things happened that night, and many of the blacksmiths who were eliminated were very drunk, expressing their opinions about the tournament in the bar, and many of them turned from rivals to friends, agreeing to go to each other's cities in the future to exchange forging skills.

Some people plan to leave Sleepless City the next day and go back to where they came from, but most of the young blacksmiths plan to stay and watch the finals of the entire tournament, as it is no secret that the third round of the tournament has been changed beyond recognition.

In this way, a group of blacksmiths drank the beast blood malt unique to Sleepless City in various taverns, then cried and laughed, and then rushed up to fight the adventurers.

Zhang Ye and his entourage who had dinner at the Molten Gold Blacksmith Guild did not drink, and after everyone was full of food and drink, Zhang Ye generously paid the bill, and after sending Little Robert to the public carriage waiting for guests at the gate of the guild, Zhang Ye staggered back to the lounge where he was temporarily staying.

And Al in the room next to Zhang Ye looked at the bits and pieces that had been placed on the bed and was worried.

Things were pulled down from the purple-robed man's body, and after "coming back from the dead" that day, Al carried the purple-robed man's body outside the city and carefully searched for the things on the purple-robed man's body, and then beat the corpse directly outside the city into powder and used it as nourishment for the weeds outside the city.

When he came back, he was busy with the guild competition, so he didn't have time to take it out until now.

There is also an activated magic prop on the side, which can isolate all kinds of detection externally, and can block the connection transmission of most signals internally.

Just in case, Al also shrouded the entire room with his aura, no matter how the purple-robed man said it, he was a peak master of the Eight Rings of a mysterious organization, so he couldn't be too careful.

There were bottles and jars on the bed, as well as a few small bags and a few pieces of paper, Al first picked up the few pieces of paper that were most likely to have valuable information and looked at them, the paper was a very common paper, Al sniffed it, and the ink on it was nothing special.

The content on the paper is written in ciphers or garbled characters, and the corresponding code book must be required to be translated, but unfortunately, the purple-robed man did not have the codebook on him, and if there was very important information, I believed that the purple-robed man would destroy it after reading it, so Al just looked at it a little and put a few pieces of paper aside.

Then there were a few bottles and cans, and Al didn't open them to know that they contained some poisonous insects and poisons, and the breath of death surrounded the bottles and cans like a mini Grim Reaper in his senses.

The remaining bags were all of different styles, and they all contained a large amount of gold coins, and the residual aura on each bag was different, which should have been snatched by the purple-robed man from some unlucky ghosts.

However, the last bag brought a little surprise to Al, which contained the books of the black devil fighting qi cultivated by the purple-robed man, and Al flipped through it, this fighting qi needed many kinds of poisons to assist in cultivation.

"No wonder you carry so many poisonous things with you. Al said silently, continuing to look through the bag.

Then he went on to pull out a very delicate small dagger, on one side of the dagger sheath was distributed fine and gorgeous lines, and on the other side of the dagger was made of fine pieces of various colored gems to form a very beautiful woman's head, unsheathed, and on the dagger was written "To the love of my life__ love you forever Mia".

"It must be his own thing to put together with his own fighting secrets, Mia? Could it be his wife. Al then took a closer look at the dagger.

"Looking at the forging process, it should be the work of a forging master, from the sheath pattern style, it seems to be very close to the style of the Heavenly Spirit Clan, is this Mia a Heavenly Spirit Clan?"

Thinking about the Celestials' average height of only one meter, Al shook his head.

Continuing to dig, Al took out another rusty metal sign, about the size of the guild leader on his chest, and looked closely, Elton was stunned.

"How is it possible!" After a few more glances, the pattern on the metal plate was almost engraved in his soul, no matter how he was, he couldn't admit it, but the appearance in the purple-robed man's belongings made him a little incredulous.

The metal plaque is engraved with a two-handed sword, and a few strokes below it are like clouds, although there is only a very simple pattern, but in the history of mankind in the Sti Continent, this pattern represents an epic history.

The Sword of Judgment hanging above the heads of the gods - this is exactly what the Weeping Warrior Guild emblem represents.

At that time, in order to facilitate all the members, the guild with deep pockets had already achieved that as long as the emblem cards issued after joining the guild were connected to the artifact artificial soul Abbis of the guild headquarters, and then Abbis was destroyed with the fall of the guild headquarters, resulting in almost all the guild emblems connected with it being shattered into slag at the same time, and only some people with super strength reacted in time to keep their guild emblems, so even the inheritors of the Weeping Warrior Guild's Molten Gold Blacksmith Guild did not collect many complete guild emblems, but this purple-robed man had a guild emblem that was almost complete except for some rust。

Quickly settling his mind, Al flipped the sign over, wanting to know whose it was.