The 138th assessment

In front of the Byzantine alliance stood a dwarf, who was none other than the patriarch of the dwarven race, Oak.

The Oc patriarch spent a lot of effort in order to meet Byzantium, the deputy head of the noble alliance.

He first contacted the archbishops of the Church of Light, and under the guidance of the bishops, he went to the prison of the United Court of the Nine Duchies, where he wasted a lot of money in order to meet the Archbishop of the Ninth Duchy who was imprisoned.

Finally, he took the letter of recommendation written by the archbishop of the Ninth Duchy, and then came to the headquarters of the neighboring principality and the nobles in a neighboring principality.

In order to meet Byzantium, it can be described as a lot of hard work.

Yes, why did he have to meet the nobles to flatter Byzantium, it had to start with his acceptance of the commission of the temple.

The Oak Patriarch, who has studied weapons for many years, can be described as a master of weapon casting, for the shame of the defeat of the Snow Dwarf Clan by the United Duchy, he did not hesitate to spend decades researching weapons that can deal with sacred-level magic, and for this reason, when the Temple Sacred Seven and a Half Moon cast weapons to resist the enemy Rao of the South China Sea warship, he obtained the blood of the Sacred Seven and a Half Moons.

Now, under the study of dozens of elders of the dwarf race, he has finally overcome all the problems and created a weapon of rebellion.

Now, such a peerless divine weapon is placed in front of Byzantium.

Byzantium looked at it carefully, looking at the dwarven patriarch Oak who nodded in front of him, with a suspicious expression.

"You can kill a sacred-level magician with broken chains, you're not a tiger, are you?"

It has long been known that the aristocracy is fawning over Byzantium and will not easily believe him.

The dwarven patriarch Oak, got up and picked up the iron chain, the iron chain was only more than three feet long, there were twenty-one rings, interlocking, on each lock, densely covered with magic arrays, the array was blood red, on each ring, there was a core of the array, and there was a micro crystal in the center of the core.

"If, Alliance Leader, you have doubts, I can experiment on the spot!"

Oak was holding a chain, smiling, and stupid.

Byzantium winked at an elder beside him, who stood in front of the dwarven patriarch Otsu.

Byzantium and the remaining elders made way for the two of them.

Patriarch Oak, with a flick of the chain, trembled slightly with the space.

The aristocratic elders on the opposite side stretched out the defense, and the earthy yellow magic barrier instantly surrounded themselves.

The yellow magic barrier flashed with sacred-level coercion.

The dwarven patriarch Oak, who was holding the chain, was not affected in the slightest, he just waved the chain lightly.

The moment the chain's clasp touched the magic barrier, a red flame rose and burned the magic barrier.

The Elder of the Noble Alliance within the barrier widened his eyes, and in his frightened eyes, the flames burned out the magic barrier and invaded his sacred-level core, instantly incinerating the core.

The magic barrier faded, and the elder went limp, falling to his knees.

At this time, the dwarven patriarch Oak pulled out the short knife in his hand with a smile on his face and put the knife on the elder's neck.

With a hint of ostentation, he said, "At this time, with a slight stroke, his head will fall to the ground!"

A Divine Magician has fallen!"

Byzantium was dumbfounded, and even more shocked were the many Divine Elders around Byzantium.

One of the elders stepped forward and removed the knife that Oak had placed around the neck of the kneeling elder. Helping the kneeling elder, under the investigation, he shook his head and said, "Alliance Leader, he is abolished!"

This sentence shocked Byzantium's scalp, and it took a while to react.

"Make an offer!" said Byzantium.

The Oak patriarch's face was excited, and he had worked hard to wait for this sentence.

No one else, no one can resist the pressure of the United Principality and cooperate with the dwarves, only the noble alliance has this possibility.

The Oak Patriarch calmed down the excitement in his heart and said with a serious face, "I want the support of the nobles, support my dwarf clan, and let my clan have a more long-term future!"

Byzantium frowned, and couldn't help but wonder what this meant.

"My noble alliance, some are just gold coins, and other things, I'm afraid I can't give them to your clan!"

The Oak Patriarch was devastated and it seemed that it was impossible for the Noble Alliance to provide the Dwarves with restricted supplies.

What can I do with just gold?

Oak sighed, "Forget it, since that's the case, then I'll make an offer!"

Ten billion gold coins!"

Byzantium was slightly stunned, originally he thought that the other party would ask for some rare materials, that thing, the Magicians Association has, and his noble alliance does not have Sakura

I didn't expect that this Oak patriarch, with such good words, would be exchanged for gold coins in the blink of an eye.

This made Byzantium's heart stretch, "Okay, deal!"

An aristocratic alliance elder personally sent the dwarven patriarch Oak out of the headquarters of the Noble Alliance.

In the living room, Byzantium looked at the chains and smirked.

"Lord Byzantium, Vice Leader of the Alliance, what are you laughing at?" an elder asked, puzzled.

Byzantium slapped the table, got up suddenly, and said, "Hear me clearly, our noble alliance is going to do a big thing!"

United the Church of Light, destroy the Temple, just around the corner!"

In the League of Nobles, the private castle of the Jacobite family, a man hurried up to James Bond and recounted what had happened.

After the man had gone, James Bond came up to old James and said with a sad face.

"Father, Byzantium is dealing with the Temple, and he's jumping into the fire pit!

If you don't stop him, the noble alliance will have to be buried in his hands!"

Old Byzantium, in front of the fireplace, roasting on fire, with a calm face.

"Don't worry, just wait!"

"Father, what's wrong with you? Byzantium he can't succeed in doing this!

The temple is a mainland faith, and if he goes here, it is a personal vendetta of the communiqué, and if he goes big, he is the enemy of the whole continent!

How can you leave it alone?"

James Bond never understood why his father was so indulgent to Byzantium.

Old James withdrew his hand from the fire, came up to James Bond, and let out a long sigh.

"Did you know that the Alliance of Nobles is now in jeopardy!

This crisis is not from the Wizards' Guild, nor from the Temple, but from the United Principality!

Such a crisis cannot be avoided!

The Grand Duke of the United Duchy has long intended to destroy the noble alliance.

Over the years, under the pressure of the United Principality, you have worked hard.

What did you get out of your compromise?"

Old James's words made James Bond hang his head.

His forbearance, not only did not make the United Principality give up suppressing the noble alliance, but only deepened the fear of the United Principality.

The elder James continued, "Byzantium, like my grandson, was also a hanger when he was young.

He once believed in the Holy Seven of the Temple, but his faith was destroyed by the Temple.

So, when he comes to power, he will definitely start dealing with the Temple!

The reason why they don't choose others is because they are either too radical and too conservative to deal with the United Principality!

Whether he succeeds or fails, he should show the outside world that the aristocratic alliance is a force!

The Noble Hats are indispensable for the United Duchy!

How many people in the whole continent dare to challenge the temple?"

Old James said with a smile.

James Bond shook his head, still disapproving of his father's approach, "In this way, how much loss will the noble alliance have?"

"Losses are inevitable, and if you don't lose some, I'm afraid it will be the end of destruction.

When you're almost at the end of the loss, that's when you wrap it up.

At that time, it's not too late for you to make another move!"

James Bond nodded helplessly, "You, will he succeed?"

Old James shook his head and said with a smile, "I don't know!"

In a closed stone room, there are four black-robed magical nuns who are still being brainwashed.

The shovel of Bengal has been confiscated.

Also confiscated were the short knife of Hete-fish and the fishing rod of Vancouver Yan.

In front of him, in the water mirror, the priest was preaching the Bible.

The purple-robed archbishop came to him and said, "It's okay, it's time, let's assess them!"

Bengali Moon, who was almost asleep, was woken up by Vancouver-Yan.

No, a white light flashed, and it was a black-robed magician.

Throwing down four parchment rolls, "Hurry up and write, I'll let you go!"

The purple-robed archbishop was in front of the water mirror, watching with his own eyes.

The priest on the side hung his head and said with an uncomfortable face, "Don't you know, this headquarters was originally built in a place where birds don't, and now it has sunk thousands of feet.

Don't you know, the whole hall was trembling at that time, but fortunately, our sacred-level magicians were desperately stable, otherwise, you probably wouldn't have seen me. ”

The priest pointed to the four Bengali people who were answering the question, "There are four of them, and none of them are listening to me!"

I think, don't take the test, it's impossible for them to pass!"

At this moment, Bengal was the first to throw down the quill pen and hand the scroll of paper to the black-robed magician.

"Can I go?" asked Bengal.

The black-robed magician, with a wave of his hand, opened a spatial crack.

Bengal-Yue didn't even think about it, and stepped into Qizheng

Seeing this, Vancouver-Yan walked the pen and finished writing after dividing five by two, threw the paper roll, and ran in.

Still the black-robed magic sighed and picked up the scroll.

Pelis Yun couldn't stop peeking at the paper scroll and Te-Fish, and copied it in half.

Unexpectedly, Hete-Yu shook his head and erased it all and rewrote it.

In desperation, Pelis Yun had to wipe it off ruthlessly, and when he peeked again, he was discovered by the black-robed magician.

"What do you see, write your own, it won't be okay, the key is to be honest!

Go, get me into that corner!"

Arrange Pelis-Yun in the corner, and the black-robed magician received the order of the purple-robed archbishop. Another black-robed magician came out of the magic array.

"The purple-robed archbishop is looking for you, I'll take a look!"

Changed to a black-robed magician, and Te-Yu changed seven and eight times, and finally finished writing.

She was just about to hand it to the black-robed magician, her brows furrowed, she shook her head again, raised her head and looked at the black-robed magician and said, "Do you still have a scroll? This can't be used!"

The black-robed magician was stunned for a moment, shook his speechless voice, "You wait, I'll bring it to you!"

Pelis Yun in the corner of the wall looked innocent, scratching his ears and cheeks, and couldn't write a word.

If you want to go over, you think of the magician just now, people have to be honest, if they can't, they won't.

"Alas, forget it, I'll hand in the blank papers!"

At this time, the black-robed magician appeared, handed the scroll to Hete-Yu, and came to Peris Yun with a puzzled expression.

He shook his head, "What's the matter with you?" Well, why didn't you write anything.

Do you know what I was out for a while?

Your companion, even though he has finished writing, still wants to take me away on the grounds that he is not satisfied.

And as me, how much risk it is to take her to get the papers.

Won't you take the opportunity to copy her?

You've let me down so much.

You can't, can't you even copy it?"

Peris Cloud's eyes widened when he heard this. There is also this kind of operation.

However, it was already too late, and Tete-Yu came to the black-robed magician, handed the scroll to the black-robed magician, and patted Peris Cloud on the shoulder.

With a look of comfort, he said, "Yunna, you don't have to worry, rest here, sister, I'll go and have fun first!"

The black-robed magician, who opened the spatial teleportation array for Hete-Yu, looked at Pelis Cloud with a look of hatred that iron could not be made of steel.

The purple-robed archbishop, who was watching in front of the water mirror, said to the priest beside him.

"Do you have anything to eat here? I'm a little hungry?"

When the priest heard this, he immediately said, "Wait, I'll go and get it for you!"

The purple-robed archbishop pointed to Pelis Yun, who was taking the exam, and said, "No, you tell me where it is, I'll just go by myself!"

"Out of the main hall, turn right, go to the end, turn left again, and see the stairs go up, and you will go up to the restaurant!"

The purple-robed archbishop waved his hand and left.

The priest looked at the black-robed magician in the water mirror and said, "Quick, while the purple-robed archbishop is away, dare to help her quickly!"

The black-robed magician pulled Pelis-Yun up, picked up the paper scroll and made it quickly.

Suddenly he stopped, "I won't either!" What should I do, Father?"

The priest, looking at the door of the main hall, urged anxiously, "No, just be confused! Hurry up, the archbishop will be here in a while!"

After quickly finishing the scroll, the purple-robed archbishop slowly walked over from the door of the main hall.

Pelis Cloud had already left, and the black-robed magician, in front of the priest, handed the four papers to the purple-robed archbishop.

The purple-robed archbishop took the scroll and said to the black-robed magician and the priest, "Take care of them, don't let them run around, Ming, take them to the Church of Light in the Ninth Duchy!"

"Don't worry, archbishop, go slowly!" the priest said with a relaxed look on his face, sending off the purple-robed archbishop.

"Finally the assessment is completed, in the future, if someone mentions it, who is the enlightenment teacher of the Holy Messenger of Light, hehe, I'm sorry, it's down!" the priest grinned and bared his teeth, making the black-robed magician beside him shake his head.

"I've even been proud of her, look at your smug look!

Okay, hurry up and help, the corridor has collapsed several floors, and the four of them are cleaning it up now.

Let's go, Archpriest!"

In the collapsed walkway, it was Bengali Moon who was cleaning up with a shovel, and she kept waving the shovel in front of her, throwing the rubble behind her.

Hete-fish is also cleaning up the rubble.

"As long as we clean up and open the way out, we will be free, come on!" Vancouver - Yan has a fishing rod stuck in his waist.

Finally, under the cleaning of Sanrao, I saw a glimmer of light.

Bengal-Moon was the first to clear a road and ran towards the light.

After running over, I realized that it was an avenue ten times wider than this walkway.

And that glimmer of light is the light emitted by the Philosopher's Stone on the top floor.

"Well, come out!" Vancouver Yan followed, stunned to see such a scene.

"Tired fool, what is this? Don't do it, go back to the black-robed man, and let him send us out directly!"

Vancouver Yan was just about to walk back down the aisle when he bumped into Hete-Fish and Perlis-Cloud.

"You've come just in time, this road doesn't work, go back!"

Bengal-Moon said with a shovel.

The four of them walked around for half a day, and even the way they came was blocked by the collapsed boulders.

Bengal-Yue's face was resolute, "It's better to look at a direction and dig it!"

Hete-fish raised his head and looked at the head.

Pointing to the top of his head, he said, "What do you think of this direction?"

"Not bad!"

The shovel is pointing and spinning and digging upwards.

Who knows if you don't dig it, you don't know, as soon as you dig it, the stone slab in the headspace directly collapsed, burying four people alive in the walkway.

The black-robed magician and the priest appeared in the magic array, and the black-robed magician shook his head and said, "The four of them will be lazy, and after a while, they will be gone!"

A pair of hands stretched out from the pile of rubble in front of him, and countless wind elementals gathered towards the rubble.

The wind swept the gravel and carried it with a lot of dust.

"Spit, bah, what the hell is this?" said the priest, hiding from the dust, but still inhaling into his mouth and nose, causing him to feel uncomfortable.

As the dust faded away, the priest and the black-robed magician looked at the place where they had been.

The four people, their faces covered with dust, couldn't recognize who was who.

Slapping the dust on his body, Bengal-Yue held a shovel in his hand, pointed at Hete-fish, and said, "Look at the location you recommended, I almost didn't get crushed to death!"

Hete-Yu also looked unwilling, "Blame me, if it weren't for me, you would still be pressing in the pile of stones!"

Vancouver-Yan saw the black-robed magician, and came to the black-robed magician with an arrow step, with a miserable white face, and said, "Quick, send us out!"

Black-robed magician, hehe, it's impossible to send you out, who does so much work!

The Ninth Duchy, the Church of Light, the purple-robed archbishop looked at the four test papers in front of him, one more embarrassed than the other.

According to the requirements of the Holy Envoy of Light and the Aunt of the Dormitory, he must pass the examination, and there is no room for negotiation, and Ming must publicly humiliate the temple.

Under the moonlight, he corrected a scroll, and the purple-robed archbishop took off his hat on the purple robe, revealing his white hair.

"What's wrong with you?" asked the magician beside the purple-robed archbishop.

The purple-robed archbishop rolled the scroll and usurped it into a ball in his hand.

"It's just this, what is written, it's known to the Holy Messenger of Light, and he doesn't know how to punish me!"

The purple-robed archbishop glanced at the second one, couldn't bear to look directly, and closed his eyes.

"You, go and call the four priests in that church!" ordered the purple-robed archbishop.

"Archbishop, it's the middle of the night?"

"Let you go, you go, what so much nonsense!" the purple-robed archbishop looked angry.

Frightened, the black-robed magician left immediately, disdainful for a moment.

The four priests of the Ninth Duchy of the Church of Light came to the purple-robed archbishop.

The purple-robed archbishop took four priests to the hall on the second floor of the Church of Light and asked the four to sit in the first row of seats.

The purple-robed archbishop sat on the podium, coughed lightly, and said solemnly, "I called you here late at night to evaluate you!"

As we all know, the Church of Light in the Ninth Duchy was built with great difficulty.

Preaching here requires sufficient knowledge and sufficient ability.

Given the importance here, hand them the papers!"

Black-robed magicians, each handed out a scroll.

The four priests looked at each other and wrote without hesitation.

The purple-robed archbishop finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he walked back and forth around the four of them.

The four priests answered almost at the same time, and such a speed made the purple-robed archbishop very happy.

The purple-robed archbishop smiled and said, "Yes, you really didn't disappoint the headquarters!"

The missionary task of the Ninth Duchy is on your shoulders!

Remember, don't tell anyone about this assessment!

The four priests said in unison, "For the sake of light, there is no attachment!"

After the four of them left, the purple-robed archbishop hurriedly put away the test papers.

The black-robed magician on the side shook his head incessantly, "What should you do if you do this, let the Holy Envoy of Light know?"

The purple-robed archbishop brushed the white hair on the top of his head with one palm, and said with a serious face, "You dare to tell the Holy Messenger of Light that you are the sinner of the Church of Light, don't forget, this is the test paper of the four Holy Messengers of Light!"

I offended one Holy Envoy of Light for the sake of four Holy Envoys of Light, did you and I do the right thing?"

The black-robed magician thought about it carefully, and felt that it seemed to be such a reason.

The next morning, the purple-robed archbishop gently knocked on the door of the dormitory aunt's room.

"Who, come in!"

The voice of the aunt in charge came from the room, and the purple-robed archbishop straightened his clothes, holding his trembling hand tightly, and there were four test papers in his hand.

Pushing open the door, the purple-robed archbishop smiled and saw the aunt in the dormitory, dressed in a white robe, sitting upright at the table, looking out of the window.

Seeing the purple-robed archbishop come in, the dormitory aunt glanced over and glanced at the purple-robed archbishop, "What are you doing here?"

The purple-robed archbishop neatly placed the test paper on the table and pushed it in front of the dormitory manager.

With a smile on his face, he said, "That's right, after the teaching of the Grand Priest of the Church of Light.

The four Holy Envoys of Light have completed the assessment, and you see, they are all here!"

The aunt in charge of the dormitory frowned and picked up the test paper.

got up and looked at it carefully, the above answers, and the interpretation of the Bible, were simply three points into the wood, so that the dormitory manager couldn't help but applaud.

After reading all the test papers, the dormitory aunt was excited, "Okay, it is worthy of being the future Holy Messenger of Light, and the future of my Bright Church!"

You go and get ready, and today, you must let the people of the temple take a good look at it!"

The purple-robed archbishop said, "I have prepared three duels, the first one, Bible analysis!"

The second, Magic Duel.

The third, the mystery of the Holy Spirit!

Look, is that enough?"

The aunt in charge swallowed and spitted, at this time, I don't know why, she was a little weak.

According to her understanding of the temple, magic is definitely not comparable to the other party.

And the mystery of the Holy Spirit, I'm afraid only she can get on, but she was beaten enough yesterday.

The dormitory aunt shook her head and said, "Remove the last one!"

We've got to save some face for the Temple, too!

Remember, don't forget to invite the Archbishop of the Ninth Diocese of the Temple!"

The purple-robed archbishop smiled, "Don't worry, I've already handed him the invitation!"