Five days ago, at the foot of Lito Mountain, the Great Round Pit. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The mysterious Sanctuary powerhouse, Lei Feng, is gone, and our magic apprentice - oh no, Leo, who should be called a magician from today onwards, is still standing in place with the book of Lemuel in his hand, looking a little like a stupid goose.

If you think he was shocked to learn the true identity of Michael's scepter, then you couldn't be more wrong.

As the saying goes, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, in fact, our young magician was not intimidated by this seemingly almost impossible task, and his mind was constantly spinning thoughts, thinking about how to complete this first request of the mysterious man Lei Feng.

The first and easiest way to think of is, of course, to steal. Although Leo had learned from the mouth of the Templar Darwin that Michael's Scepter was an artifact held by His Majesty the Pope, there was no doubt that His Majesty the Pope could not have eaten and drunk Lazar to hold the scepter firmly in his hand, so the Michael's Scepter should usually be kept in a secret room in the Holy See, the headquarters of the Church of Light, and only taken out for His Majesty's use when needed. But a first-class magician wants to steal something belonging to the Pope in the well-guarded secret chamber of the Holy See? This is undoubtedly overthinking.

The second method, which is much more violent than the first, is robbery. However, this solution only survived in Leo's mind for less than a second before the young magician dispelled it.

Just kidding, go to the Holy See to grab something? Then he might as well just find a rope and hang himself from a tree, at least it won't be so painful to die, you must know that Leo once read a book that is famous for its depictions of bloody violence throughout the continent, and the name of that book is "How the Church Makes Heretics Worse Than Dead".

So there is no way? In fact, there are still methods, and the third and last feasible method is actually very simple, as long as you have a little reverse thinking, you can easily come up with it, and its specific content is - since Michael's Scepter is the Pope's exclusive scepter, so as long as you become the Pope, Michael's Scepter will not be naturally in your hands?

"Smack!" Leo was slapped in the face again, but this time no one slapped him, this slap was given to himself: "It's a pipe dream!" ”

So a very serious question was placed in front of Leo - the task of obtaining Michael's scepter within ten years is now almost certain to be impossible to complete, that is to say, ten years later, he will definitely have to face the monstrous anger of the mysterious Sanctuary powerhouse Lei Feng, and the consequences of making a feud with a Sanctuary powerhouse - Leo suddenly found that he really needed to seriously consider whether to find a tree and hang him now.

"Hey!" A call pulled Leo back from his contemplation, and the new magician looked up to find the temple warrior Darwin staring at him impatiently, "It's time to hit the road." ”

Hit the road? Leo was stunned for a moment, then reacted. Since his task is to pretend to be Anthony, who is already standing on the ground, then he naturally has to take over his task and go to that diocese to serve as the bishop in blue.

It is worth mentioning that in the book "How the Church Makes Heretics Worse Than Dead", there is a section that describes in great detail how the adjudicators of the Church Inquisition tortured heretics posing as clergy to death with all sorts of tortures. Because of its extreme blood and cruelty, the contents of it left a deep impression on Leo's mind, and he still remembers it vividly.

So Leo's head began to ache again - as the saying goes, "If you don't have a long-term concern, you must have a near-term worry." "But now I have both near-term worries and long-term worries, and this is not an ordinary worry, all of them are like life-urging charms that can blow themselves to pieces, this bumpy road in life, can it go on well?

"Forget it, let's take one step at a time." Leo let out a long sigh, his original joy had long since vanished, and his eyes swept around, and suddenly he saw the quaint parchment book in his hand, the Book of Lemuel.

So his heart moved, and he began to be a little impatient to open this ancient book that recorded many divine arts. Divine magic means power, and in this human society, where the surface is warm and affectionate, but in fact it is even more brutal than the most dangerous jungles, power is everything.

"Where are you still standing?" Darwin began to be a little impatient, although under the coercion of the mysterious Sanctuary powerhouse Lei Feng, our temple warrior was forced to sign a humiliating soul slave contract in order to save his life, and he had to protect the life of Leo, a false bishop, but this did not mean that his attitude towards Leo should be like before facing Anthony's saddle and nodding - what are you kidding, is there any comparison between a first-level magician and a fifth-level magician? You must know that the fifth-level magicians are all dead at the hands of the samurai of this temple!

Leo of course felt the contempt in Darwin's words, and a wave of anger rushed to his chest, and the fingers holding Lemuel's book couldn't help but strain slightly, and the fingers sank between the pages of the parchment.

But after taking a deep breath, the young magician raised his head and a big smile appeared on his face: "Alright, let's go, but before we go-" He reached out and pointed to Anthony's corpse still lying on the ground, "Should these be disposed of?" If anyone finds out, there's a good chance we'll be exposed right away. ”

Darwin was stunned for a moment, then nodded. With a flick of his finger, a white flame floated out of his fingertip and landed on Anthony's corpse. After a pungent smell of burning, the genius heir of the Golden Lion Family was reduced to ashes, and nothing remained in this world.

Leo stood aside and watched all this quietly, and suddenly remembered what Anthony had said not long ago: "It doesn't matter if you can't beat it, you can frame it and poison it to assassinate you." ”

Leo sighed softly, and a trace of inexplicable emotion suddenly appeared in his heart - a genius like Anthony will inevitably die in vain in the end, so if he is inexplicably involved in it and carries so many things, will he one day end up like him or even worse? Once again, Leo felt a little confused.

It was obviously not the first time Darwin had done such a job, not only Anthony's corpse, but also the corpse of the monster that was used as food and the embers of the fire next to him were quickly disposed of, and then the temple warrior who was as slender as a bamboo pole walked up to Leo with his long, disproportionately proportioned legs: "Let's go." ”

Leo suddenly asked, "What about the body of the Holy Ascetic Ambrossi?" ”

Darwin was stunned for a moment, and then replied expressionlessly: "Didn't you already see it all just now?" ”

Leo was startled at first by this somewhat thoughtless answer, but immediately understood that St. Ambrosi's body must have been disposed of in the same way by Anthony. So he nodded, and without further ado, walked straight to the edge of the pit, where Darwin followed, and soon the two of them disappeared into the pit.