Pahaibel looked at Irandall, who was already in a half-collapsed state, and the corners of his mouth showed a helpless look, and then said. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"It's not a good feeling to have my faith crumbling, and I can understand that. ”

He didn't seem to care if Randall was still conscious of what he was saying, and Pahaibel just spoke, as if to confess his last words.

"When I was thirteen years old, I disappeared for two days, and although I ended up telling everyone that I was lost in the wilderness, in fact, I found a tomb. ”

Pahaibel recalls that life-changing afternoon, in fact, he did get lost in the forest, but instead of finding a cave to spend the night, he fell into a weed-covered pit and eventually discovered a hidden cemetery.

In the cemetery, he picked up a forbidden book, which recorded countless terrifying evil spells, at first, Pahaibel just put it away and did not read it carefully, after all, as a child who grew up in the land of order, Pahaibel naturally stayed away from chaos.

But the thirst for power drove him to the books, until one day, when the rich merchant came to the orphanage again and joined the director to commit the indecent act again, Pahaybel broke out.

He accidentally injured the rich merchant, who covered his ears that had fallen off, and shouted loudly to burn Pahaibel at the stake, and the thirteen-year-old Pahaibel panicked, so he decisively killed the rich merchant and the dean who came in to check the situation, and the uncontrollable force led to a fire, and the entire orphanage was destroyed.

"For a long time after the accident at the orphanage, I chose to seal the power, thinking that studying magic in the Sanctuary would allow me to suppress those dark desires, but the more I studied, the more irritated I became. ”

Pahaibel found that he had a natural advantage in his affinity for divine arts, and in just one year, he could master the divine arts that ordinary people could learn in five years, but every time he used divine arts, his mind came up with the distorted face of the rich merchant and another self in the shadows.

"I have to say that my understanding of the holy scriptures is quite excellent even in the whole of Byron Weis, and I found that there are many unnatural places in the holy scriptures of the Templars, at first I thought that they were missing due to years of circulation, but later I realized that it was not a scattering at all, but a falsification. ”

Pahaibel groaned, his voice echoing through the hall.

"What's even more amazing is that the content of that forbidden canon is actually very consistent with divine magic, and the so-called evil magic is just the other side of divine magic. ”

Pahaibel's faith collapsed at that moment, and the goddess he had been praying to was gone.

"When I was in a prostitution, when I was in an orphanage, when I was in a sanctuary, I prayed to the Goddess countless times that He would come down for salvation, but then I learned that people can only save themselves. ”

Pahabel accepted the contents of the forbidden canon with ease, and it was even longer before he learned of the existence of others like him.

Constantly climbing the ranks inside the Great Basilica of Byron Weis, Pahabel also continued to recruit henchmen, and he chose mostly the disabled and despised, the unfortunate, and only those who had experienced suffering in this way could accept his faith.

The transformation experiment was officially launched two years ago, and he had many more experiments besides Soral and Joseph, but most of them died in various accidents, and he even killed one of them himself as the leader of the armed priests.

When the conditions were ripe, Pahaibel began to carry out further actions.

He knew that Bishop Edgar was not clean himself, and had a lot of dealings with the Durant family in private, using his position for profit, so Pahaibel spread the plague in Byron Weiss, and reminded Bishop Edgar that he could use it to make a lot of money.

As he expected, large quantities of "holy water" were made and sold, and the monsters he used to spread the plague provided the raw materials for the "holy water" in the sewers, and Pahaibel even made several bottles of highly pure etching worm extract to create a "price of power" for a mage apprentice.

For Pahaibel, the "price of power" is a waste of resources, and he is well versed in various transformation techniques, and has long been out of this low-level interest of exchanging life for power.

However, Bishop Edgar and the Durant family's methods were still beyond Pahaibel's imagination, he thought that it would take more time to gather the sacrifices, but he didn't expect that Regios's refugees directly accelerated the whole process, and it seems that the potion he gave to the mage's apprentice really played a role.

"Originally, I wanted to prepare for this plan for a longer time, but I didn't expect, Erandall, you are here. ”

Pahaibel looked at Irandall, her godless eyes without the slightest wave, like a dead man.

"Sooner or later, Bishop Edgar's affairs will be revealed, this guy gets older and greedy, he doesn't know how to restrain himself at all, even without me, he will be burned at the stake one day, but I have to say, your arrival disrupted most of my rhythm. ”

When he was in the sewers, Pahaibel actually wanted to kill all the people who broke into the sewers, but after sensing the extraordinary strength of the knight in armor, he could only endure it, and several seemingly stupid suggestions were also leading the team to death.

With an element of instability, and an interest in the shady dealings behind Byron Weis, Pahaibel could only speed up his progress.

Now that Bishop Edgar had been killed by himself in that locked room, most of the resistance to the Church of Byron Weith had been killed, and only the Christians who had dedicated themselves to the true God were left.

"Only ...... Left"

Pahaybel pondered, but suddenly heard a roar from the soles of his feet.

"Did Joseph fail too...... It seems that there are still big holes in the experiment that need to be filled. ”

He said, as if he was not flustered, as if he was recording experimental data.

"But it doesn't matter, next, one of the people of Chaos, Elandall, will descend directly into this city, into my flesh, and no one can stop the so-called goddess in her sleep. ”

Walking slowly to the door, Pahaibel looked at Erandall with some pity.

"I'm sorry, Alandall, if it weren't for the 'Golden Heart' in you, you might have died peacefully a long time ago, but the Inquisition has really troubled me and brought me great opportunity. ”

Around the chair where Elandall was was a complex circle drawn with blood, and she, sitting in the center, had the clothes on her chest long since been torn apart, and the golden crystal was radiating brilliance.

"I didn't expect the 'Divine Messenger Project' to use the Heart of Gold as the driving core, to be honest, the R&D personnel in the Inquisition still have some ideas, and if I have the opportunity, I really want to exchange my experience with them about human body modification. ”

With a soft sigh, Pahaibel reverted back to his aloof zealot, and he slowly descended the stairs, his form disappearing into the shadows, only the voice of words echoing.

"Then, along with the one who came, you will be the first cog to turn in this Advent ritual. ”