The repulsion and gravitational tests of crystals are related to whether the Blackstone Collar can develop a more efficient, convenient and practical power device. Moreover, the knowledge of the engine mastered by Qin Song is not useful for the time being, and he can only use various experiments and theories to verify its possibility.

Of course, since it involves mechanical devices, Qin Song's suggestion is also indispensable.

This is only the first role of crystals, and after understanding the properties of crystals that can carry magical power, more of its uses will continue to be studied in depth.

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Dotan, the front line of the Templar defense.

An emergency meeting is being convened.

Commander Marcellus, Lord Mister, and Cardinal Marderland's apprentice, Martels, were all present. In addition, on the main seat of the long table of the command tent, there sat a mysterious man, dressed in a gorgeous robe with intricate patterns outlined with gold threads, and even the cloak was covered with a pattern of light composed of golden threads.

The reason why he is said to be a mysterious man is because he wears a mask made of pure gold, a ring crown inlaid with a large ruby in the center, and only a pair of dark golden eyes are exposed in the sockets of the mask with golden light, and the divine light is shining.

The Inquisitor of the Inquisition of the Cathedral of Dorin ——, the face of Koblanco Pure Gold.

"Marcellus, the Privy Council is very unhappy with your results. His voice seemed to be out of the human realm, with a hoarse, indifferent, machine-like voice.

"Your Excellency. Marcellus' face was full of uneasiness, and fine beads of sweat were faintly oozing from his forehead: "The attack of the orcs is very fierce, and there is a strange explosion of witchcraft that does not distinguish between friend and foe, which is very bad for our battle. But, rest assured, the orcs are also backing down now!"

"Hum ......" A noncommittal cold snort sounded, and the golden mask slowly turned to Martels: "Martels, your mentor is great, the Holy Spirit has praised him for his courage in the Shining Court, glory will be with him, and the land of light has his seat." ”

Martels' face was full of pride, humble chin written: "My mentor will not die in vain, the pagans will pay the price of blood, I swear in the name of the Holy Spirit." ”

"That's what I'm here for, your mentor, who has given me a message. ”

"That's the teacher's parting confession. Martels sighed softly, "In order to defend the glory of the Holy Spirit, he chose to go to the demon's lair alone. He seemed to anticipate this, and I had to obey his orders. ”

"Wise choice. The voice of the inquisitor Koblanco, thought that it was covered by a mask, was slightly dull and at the same time had a faint echo: "In the kingdom of the Holy Spirit, there will never be a nest of heathen. We will go on the offensive and in the name of the Holy Spirit, we will fight against all evil. ”

"The Black Stone Collar will perish!" Martels' handsome face, full of hatred because of the sacrifice of the Mentor, his eyes were like a cold blade, "I will use their heads to pay tribute to the Ancestors." ”

"Mister. ”

"I'm here. ”

Lord Mister, who sat at the bottom of the seat, sat upright all the time, not squinting, looking very nervous. Compared to Marcellus and Martels, who were present, he was only a mortal except for the title of Lord. He knew very well how mysterious the identity of the Inquisitor of the Inquisition was.

To be able to become a judge, in addition to a firm will, all of them are the great children who were blessed by the Holy Spirit at birth, who have mastered the power of the Holy Spirit since childhood, and through the joint teaching of the teachers of the Inquisition, they are completely beyond mortals in terms of physique and divine art.

No one knows how powerful they really are, for no one has ever seen the Judge, or in other words, the power of the Judge, all dead.

For decades, the Inquisition was the most mysterious department of the Holy Spirit Church, and only the infidels who were arrested were sent in, but no one ever came out alive.

And this time, in addition to his and Marcellus' request for reinforcements, it was a letter left by Mentor Martels, which caught the attention of the Inquisition.

Ko Bolang looked at him lightly: "Your family has contributed to the church. And now is a good time for you to give everything. ”

Lord Mister was scowled, "Your Excellency, what do you mean?"

"Bloated things, the scourge of orcs, a blasphemy against the dignity of the Holy Spirit. There are also the infidels entrenched in the Blackstone Realm, and the Holy Spirit is angry about this. We need your support. ”

"We're here to help. ”

"The blessed solution of gold will be the elixir of the warriors. Their will will be as pure and sparkling as gold. I'll give you three days to gather all the gold you have. We must win this war, and you will reap a gift more precious than gold!"

Lord Mister chuckled in his heart, the meaning was obvious, it was for him to donate all the wealth of the Mister family to make the gold solution.

But the thought of something more precious than gold made his heart eager.

Originally Mister's motivation for climbing the Church of the Holy Spirit was to be blessed by the Holy Spirit—he knew what that meant, not just power and status, but also something mortals could only dream of—life.

Yes, those who are blessed by the Holy Spirit will have a long life.

This is a greater temptation than wealth for a mortal who only lives for a few decades.

"I will do my best!" Lord Mister stood up with indescribable excitement on his face, and bent down deeply, "It is my honor to be blessed by the Holy Spirit and to give for the Holy Spirit. ”

"Good!"

The Inquisitor nodded slightly, and his gaze returned to Marcellus: "Reinforcements are about to arrive, and once the blessed golden solution is completed, it will be a glorious moment to wash away the shame and defend the dignity of the Holy Spirit." Marcellus, don't let down the Holy Spirit!"

"The Holy Spirit will prevail!" Marcellus said in a sonorous tone and his gaze was determined.

Halfway through the meeting, Marcellus' adjutant brought a piece of news, and after Marcellus listened to the report, he immediately had a gloomy face and hammered the table: "A bad news, out of the pass of the Black Rock Canyon, someone is building fortifications. ”

"Fortifications?" Martels raised his eyebrows, "It seems that these heretics are scared." ”

"Is it the wall?" asked Lord Mister.

"It looks like a city wall is being built, and those people are digging a ravine, which should be the foundation pit of the city wall. It seems that they understand that the fence can't stop the Templars. Marcellus' face was full of disdain.

"That's funny!" Lord Mister burst out laughing, "A wall, they can figure it out, do you know how long it takes to build a wall? From digging pits, mining stones, and building walls, a wall three meters high, the base alone is nearly six meters! This is so naïve, do they think that it will take us two years to react?"

As a former merchant, Lord Mister knew all too well the difficulty of building walls, even for Waterdeep, a project of great scale.

"How many are there?"

"Two or three hundred. ”

"Poof......" Lord Mister smiled and shook his head, "I don't think it's a city wall, it should be a small earthen rampart, right?"

Kobraunko, who was on the throne, did not speak, still maintaining his usual indifference and composure: "The enemy of the Holy Spirit is like an ant. The power of ants is like a tree without roots, destined to collapse. ”

"Your Excellency, Inquisitor. Martels stood up suddenly, his sword in his hand, and asked, "Please allow me to lead the warriors to destroy them." ”

"A thirst for revenge can get carried away. Kobraunko said lightly: "A group of slaves who move bricks and dig earth are not worthy of a noble warrior to draw their swords. ”

"yes, Martels. Marcellus also felt that there was no need for a group of slave laborers: "They want to build a wall? As Mr. Lord said, it's nothing more than a rampart of earth, and it can't stand up to the Templars, I promise!"

"I regret the sacrifice of your teacher, and I am equally proud. Lord Mister shook his head: "The crooked black stone collar, the land of projectiles, a few small nobles who have been tempted by the devil, a group of scrawny slaves. Perhaps with their evil magic, they can temporarily resist the orcs. However, in the onslaught of the Templars, it must be vulnerable. ”

"Please don't underestimate the enemy. Koblanko's tone was solemn: "Never underestimate the demons' methods, arrogance and contempt will allow the demons to take advantage of them. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency. ”

"The order goes down. Koblanko's tone was resolute: "Send a Knights of the Holy Spirit to drive them away, so that the demons will understand that we are staring at him and that the Holy Spirit is watching him." ”

"Understood. ”

The Templars were the backbone of the church, and it was a real waste to go out to eradicate slave labor. However, this inquisitor is obviously very cautious, a Holy Spirit Knights, this is also a big deal.

"Gentlemen, the light of the Holy Spirit, spread the earth, our cause is great and holy, our war is just and glorious! Let each one of you be proud and proud, for - our great God - is awakening, and his great authority will come to the world!"