"No, no, no, it's not something as crude as a bomb. The old man smiled and waved his hand.

"You should have seen in Battle's account that in the pact between the gods and the Lady of Death, the spirits of the dead are not allowed to set foot in the human realm as long as the kingdom of the dead is not opened. However, the opening of the Gate of the Dead once in 500 years is unstoppable, and all we can do is close it again after it is opened.

At this time, it is the turn of the 'saint' to appear, without the arrival of the gods, the saint can still accept a large amount of divine power, and when the time comes, only this 'saint' needs to stand in the gate of the dead country, and contribute the divine power in the body to drive away ninety percent of the undead, and the rest can start to close the door of the dead country. ”

Karina frowned. "But without the arrival of the gods, it is impossible for the saints to take the initiative to release their divine powers!"

"I didn't say release. The old man smiled and gestured to play the piano. "The essence of the seven original sins is a violation of love, so the man-made saints who conquered the original sin are naturally the messengers of God who love God.

The Church of Eros has the strings left by Eros in those days, as long as these strings are used to pierce the body and soul of the saint, and then hang him outside the gate of the dead country, when someone plucks the strings, the light of Eros will naturally flow out of him......"

As the teacher described it unhurriedly, Karina seemed to see a sad picture. He was wearing a tattered dress, impaled by dozens of thick strings, dying in a gate made of bone, and the strings as sharp as steel cables were plucked a few times from time to time, and the gurgling blood kept flowing down the strings. Amidst her screams of grief and pain, a group of people below were trying to close the door, ready to leave her in that cold, dead world forever.

Thinking of that cruel scene, she couldn't help but shudder. "That's a bit miserable, isn't it? It feels like this 'saint' is like a ...... Well, a ......"

"Like a candlestick?"

"Like a salted fish!"

......

The master and apprentice glanced at each other, and they were shocked by the strangeness of each other's metaphors and the outrageous brains.

Karina looked at the old man in amazement. "Teacher, this is obviously a salted fish, it is threaded into a string by a rope, and then it is smeared with some salt and hung on the beam of the house to wait for it to dry, what is this not a salted fish?"

The old man looked at his whimsical disciple in disbelief. "Nonsense! This is obviously a candlestick hanging in the middle of the main hall! Sacrificing oneself to drive away the spirits of the dead, this is obviously a candle that illuminates the night!!

"Being hung from a broken door involuntarily, this is simply a tortured criminal, how can it be called a candle?"

"What do you know about a little hairy girl under the age of twenty, these generations of 'saints' are all recorded, and the Church of Eros calls them 'Lights of Eros', which proves that what I said is right!"

Are these people all willing to be saints? Those who go up to offer themselves are called lamps, but what are the salted fish that are hung up by others?"

The two argued for a long time but failed to convince each other, and finally Karina bit her argument to death, and the one who voluntarily hung it was the lamp, and the one who was forced to hang it was the salted fish.

However, there is no record in any of the dossier whether the lights or salted fish hung on the door of their own free will, and the controversy suddenly became a dead knot without an answer.

At this time, the old man had an idea, and his orange peel face raised his eyebrows, revealing a smug smile.

"I don't know if those people were willing or not, but let's see how the saints will choose this time? I have probably guessed who the saints are this time, and she must have been hung up voluntarily. ”

Karina hesitated for a moment, then nodded approvingly. "It's a good idea, but who are the saints this time?"

"Hehe, you dare to talk back to the teacher, but you can't guess who the saint is this time?"

"Hehe, don't say it, forget it, in short, it must be someone who is qualified to unify the flange, it's a big deal, I'll try it one by one. Karina snorted coldly and took out her quill, and with an explosion, the feathers of the five hundred gold gold gold exploded again into a cloud of fine black fluff.

The old man covered his chest in great pain, and Lian Lian shook his right hand to signal that he had surrendered. "Wait! Stop! Don't write it, don't write it! I told you it can't be done? It's the Queen! This time the saint should be the Queen Avril!"

"Queen?" Karina nodded, shook off the ink from the scroll, and under the old man's grief-stricken gaze, took out a quill again, and wrote Avril's name in a slurp.

However, as the ink spread across the yellowed parchment, Karina's brow furrowed.

"Teacher, are you sure that Queen Avril is the saint this time?"

The old man narrowed his eyes suspiciously: "Of course, there are only about five hundred people alive in the Fran royal clan, and the king with the highest status has been killed by that woman with long legs, and she should be the only one who is qualified to become the new monarch of Fran."

Although Fran is now nominally dead, as long as she starts to rebel, the Church of Eros, the Holy See of Light, and even the Church of Knowledge and the Church of Wealth where you belong will support her, after all, only those with the blood of original sin can become true saints after becoming the master of this land. ”

"But the Spotted Sheep Scroll says she's dead!"

"What did you say?" The old man's eyes widened. "Didn't she already escape from the royal capital? Did she die on the way? The Farrell family actually attacked so quickly!"

"Something is wrong......" Karina bit her nails in confusion.

The scroll says that she was killed by the same Peter himself for blocking her husband, who wanted to escape, and even her soul was taken away under the canopy of death. And her soul was also the only blazing white soul in the entire royal capital, and after her soul fell into the sea of death, the pure and fiery soul fire even burned through a large hole in the death canopy......"

How is this account different from what happened before?

Both of them sensed that something was wrong, and if the queen was really dead, and there were other accounts that were correct, then it was possible that someone was pretending to be the queen. But until the undead lord was killed, there was no "burned hole" in the death canopy, could it be that there was something wrong with the parchment scroll?

Concerned about the money, the old man sank his face and said, "Karina, you write my name and see if there are any mistakes in the record." ”

Karina nodded solemnly, took out a cyan quill and wrote the old man's name on the frontispiece, and was about to look through it, when the old man coughed heavily, and reached out to roll up most of the scroll, leaving only the last few records.

At Karina's puzzled gaze, the old man grimaced. "Look at what I'm doing, just look at the latest records, and after a while, the words will fade. ”

Karina pouted, do you think I want to see all the stupid things you do? Besides, the first thing I did when I got the parchment roll last year was to write your name, and I even know what you were hiding when you were a kid when you were swimming with your friends and getting bitten by a fish.