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The city of St. Preface is not the largest city in the entire Amecian plane, but it is definitely the most prosperous, not one of them. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The navy blue brick and stone walls sit squarely on the Emerald Plains, and the Dauphin River, which flows from northwest to southeast, flows through the ditches around the walls, forming a moat, and then all the way south into the sea. The walls were not high, not even half the height of the walls of St. Irvine, there were several battlements of arrows symbolically, not even a magic crossbow or trebuchet, the moat was neither deep nor wide, there were stone bridges in front of the gates in all four directions, and there were no drawbridges. Everything is arranged in such a way that the walls and moats seem to be only for the purpose of delimiting the boundaries of the city, and the symbolism is more important than the actual effect.

This kind of fortification has a lot to do with the neutrality of St. Priffis, and it also shows the conceit of Priffis, the god of prophecy, - if a foreign enemy invades, there will be a prophecy to warn in advance, and there is no need to tremble and reflect on the city defense.

Because of its neutrality, the city contained all the religious and guild strongholds of the continent of Amesya, and its location at the transportation center made it a gathering place for commerce. Caravans can be found here and wide, either passing through the continent or even other planes, or coming from afar to trade. Caravans need mercenaries to travel to and from dangerous areas, so the front of the mercenary guild is always crowded with people of all kinds of professions. The slave market in the eastern part of the city is the busiest part of the city, where almost all the needs of sturdy orc warriors, bewitching elven beauties, and skilled dwarven craftsmen can be satisfied. Endless prosperity is everywhere in St. Pryface, and as long as you have money, you can buy almost everything you want. Of course, if you don't have money, there is also a place where you can trade.

This was the place where Darko was heading out, and he was looking at the temple from afar, which was so old that it was even a little dilapidated. It was hard for Darko to believe that such a dangerous building, which seemed to collapse at any moment, was the main temple of the God of Prophecy, and even the branch hall of the Temple of Light in Scott City was more luxurious than here. Darko, of course, does not believe that the Church of Prophecy left the temple alone because of lack of money, more than a thousand years ago, the penniless Forbes passed by the door of the Temple of Prophecy on the way to beg for food, and Pryface's will happened to come down at that time, and he signed a contract with Forbes for the price of ten gold coins in exchange for one-tenth of Forbes' family property thirty years later, and thirty years later, Forbes is already rich. This is one of the "Priffith Deals" known to the world, and the profit from that transaction alone would be enough to exchange the entire Temple of Prophecy for gold.

But this deal with Forbes is not the most famous of the "Priffith Deals", the most prestigious one is His deal with Celemis. At that time, Celemis, who was just a mortal, obtained a forbidden spell-level prophecy magic in pursuit of power, at the cost of half of his own power 1,500 years later. Who knew that after that, Celemis's strength was like a bamboo, and he continued to advance, and later became the god of death. It wasn't until a thousand years later that the gods and the gods had a battle of faith, which eventually evolved into a battle of life and death that is known to the whole world. With an almost endless army of undead, the Grim Reaper was evenly matched against the other seventeen gods. When the contract expired, the god war was at the most critical juncture, so the god of death, who had lost half of his strength, finally fell under the siege of the gods.

Money for money, power for power. Contracts that are both equal and unequal, in fact, are mixed with transaction risk, and contain the most uncertain factor, time. There are countless possibilities for the future, and everyone thinks so, but everyone can't see through the cause and effect that connects the future.

Since when, every year, a large number of tourists and civilians flock to St. Pryface to visit the Temple of the Prophecy in order to get a chance to trade. The people who can make a deal with the god of prophecy are all famous people in history, as long as they can go down in history and sign an unequal contract, what can they do? But for thousands of years, the number of times Pryfis has had is only a handful, and every time, there will be people who come to make some kind of deal with Pryface, and every transaction will shock the entire Amethean plane decades or even hundreds of years later.

Trading with the God of Prophecy requires access to the main hall of the Temple, where there is an idol of Pryface. No other god would allow heretics to enter their temples, but the God of Prophecy was an exception, and he was free to come and go regardless of his status. Because of this characteristic, the Church of Prophecy is also known as the church closest to the Sanhedrin organization, and belongs to the absolutely neutral camp.

Even so, in order to prevent hostile forces from sabotaging it, those who enter the Temple of Prophecy must first verify their identity. Darko and Wendy were right in front of a certification office, and there were more than two dozen of them, each with a long queue in front of them.

In front of Darko was a middle-aged male priest of the Temple of Prophecy, and he was not surprised to see Darko and Wendy, two people in cloaks, who were obviously well-informed.

"Please take the Divine Power Lineage Test, the unbelievers need to produce items that can prove their identity, but only membership of the six major guilds is recognized here. The male pastor's voice explained mechanically.

Darko was thinking to himself about what he had said when Wendy's voice came, "Give him your magic badge." ”

Darko took the badge from his chest and handed it over, the male priest did not take it, but casually cast an identification spell on it, and the information in it appeared in front of him, "Darko Nike Remmons, a student of the Academy of Magic. Okay, identity passes. You ...... this lady" The male pastor looked at Wendy again, and he could tell from his voice that Wendy was a lady.

"I'm a disbeliever, and I don't have anything to identify, but I'm his fiancée, can I go in together. Wendy hugged Darko's arm tightly and leaned her whole body on Darko.

The male pastor nodded and said, "Followers who can't be identified can also be brought in, but the two of you can't be separated, and you have to leave together after the tour." ”

"Okay, got it. Wendy pulled Darko away, leaving Darko without a chance to speak.

Darko is about to ask Wendy why she said she was his fiancée, and immediately realizes that Wendy probably brought her with her to keep her identity from revealing herself. Thinking of this, Darko swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, but there was a feeling of emptiness in his heart. However, after passing the identity authentication office, the people around him suddenly crowded, and Daktronics was crowded in the middle, and he didn't have a chance to think about it.

"When you get to the statue of Priffis, just meditate on the grace you need, as you pray. Wendy pulled a corner of Darko's hood in the middle of the noisy crowd and sent the voice inside with a gas telephony, "If Priffith is willing to trade with you, he will put his will down." ”

"He won't hear what we're thinking. Darko looked at the crowd with a bitter face, afraid that his thoughts would be disturbed by the crowd around him, and it was not easy for Priffith to tell the difference.

"There's no way around that, anyway, we'll be squeezed out of the crowd after a while. Wendy pointed to the back door of the temple with her chin, predicting that the front and back doors of the temple's main hall were always open at the same time. This allows people to enter and exit from the front door smoothly and out the back door smoothly, which is extremely efficient, and these details also provide a guarantee for the flow of people in St. Priffith City.

Darko noticed that Wendy was a head taller than him at this point, apparently increasing the height of his flight. And the cloak she wore also became extremely swollen, that is, the inside of the cloak surrounded by a circle of invisible air currents, constantly forming an outward thrust, so that the surrounding crowd was crowded on this layer of air flow, but could not touch Wendy's body, even if it was carried forward by the surging crowd, it seemed to be drifting with the wind.

"Haha, Wendy, you look like a big fat man, soft and comfortable, are you waiting to trade to become skinny?" Darko joked, easing the embarrassment. From time to time, he was crowded on Wendy's cloak by the crowd around him, like squeezing into a balloon, which was very comfortable. But others are not so comfortable, like a small boat in the raging waves, involuntarily, carrying heavy loads and floating.

Seeing Darko's pleasant appearance, Wendy played a prank, and instantly removed the air flow surrounding the cloak. Darko happened to be carried by the flow of people to Wendy, only to feel that he was in the air, and his body lost his balance and threw himself at Wendy. Wendy didn't have time to react in the crowd, but was hugged by Darko, and instantly turned red.

Darko's entire face was buried in two soft balls through Wendy's cloak, and for a moment he thought it was the air flow released by Wendy, and he rubbed his face hard in it, "Well, this feels better." ”

Wendy's face was already flushed, and she was about to have a seizure when she suddenly remembered the purpose of her trip. He looked left and right very covertly, and saw that no one noticed him, so he picked up the intoxicated Dakko and squeezed forward with an expressionless face.

In order to broaden her field of vision, Wendy deliberately increased the height of the flying technique, but fortunately, there are many aliens in the surrounding crowd, such as the giant clan and the beast clan, which are often more than two meters tall, and even some dwarves who step on stilts are mixed in, making Wendy's height inconspicuous.

Suddenly, Wendy's expression was solemn, and she said to herself strangely, "Vitx, what is he doing here?"

Darko saw Wendy's strange appearance, stood on tiptoe, and also looked into the distance, "What's wrong, Wendy?"

"Stupid, don't call me by name. Wendy realized that she couldn't control her emotions and hurriedly calmed down, "It's nothing, I just saw an acquaintance." ”

Darko scratched his head, thinking that the woman was so strange, that he had called her name before, why hadn't he been angry until this time?, but this doubt was quickly replaced by curiosity, and he tried to stand on his tiptoes again to see what Wendy's acquaintance looked like.

Through unremitting efforts, Dakko finally saw that person. Darko was the first to identify Wendy's acquaintance as him, as he was the only one who could be instantly recognizable in the crowd.

Darko also looked solemn, although he didn't know the person, his decoration was really flattering. The colorful feather cloak was covered with the feathers of dozens of creatures, and his hair was combed into dozens of small braids, hanging down of different lengths, and each braid had a crystal nucleus hanging from the tip, Dakko looked closely, dozens of crystal nuclei were actually of different colors, and there were fancy inscriptions painted on his face, focusing on his left eye, but his left eye was covered by a pure black crystal nucleus hanging from a braid, as if he wanted to cover it.

A thought flashed through Darko's mind, wasn't he afraid that the crystal nucleus would be stolen? Compared to this person, Missouri, whom Wendy called an upstart, was simply too low-key.

The other party's destination was obviously not the Temple of Prophecy, and Wendy was relieved as she watched the man go away.

Darko and Wendy were caught in the bustling crowd and were finally brought to the center of the main hall hall. The idol of Priffis stood sideways in a sorcerer's posture, one palm facing his brow and the other stretched forward, one leg erect and the other half-arched. The ordinary sorcerer's robe he was wearing, but the stone carvings carved every corner and every fold of his clothes vividly, as if they were real clothes.

In the main hall, many people were shouting their wishes loudly, lest the God of prophecy would not hear them. Darko and Wendy looked at each other, nodded to each other, closed their eyes, and began to silently think about the divine grace they needed.

The crowd in the temple suddenly fell silent, just as all the roosters and hens in the coop were suddenly killed by a collective scuffle. An ancient and desolate consciousness from the zenith, a momentary illusion makes people mistakenly think that they have become extremely small, and in this dilapidated temple, every table, chair, stone and pillar is magnified a thousand times, and finally the whole sense is only the boundless will, compared to which the personal will is like a drop in the ocean, not worth mentioning.

Darko had experienced the will of the dark god, and unlike Owen's supreme coercion, Priffith's will did not deliberately show its own strength, but the glimmer of truth that was only glimpsed through the tip of the iceberg was also impressive.

At this moment, a clear voice sounded in Darko's head.

"Mortal, I have come for you. ”