"Will using the Holy Light in a semi-undead state burn you?" Richard asked a long-awaited puzzle while there was still some time.

He remembered that when the twenty or so people of the Darkest Source Light were first engulfed in the tide of the undead, it was clear that Carlos had used a pitch-black magic spell, which was completely different from the holy light he displayed after he came to the High Mountain Fort.

"Yes, but not entirely. Carlos hurriedly and respectfully explained to his lord, "When you reach the advanced Holy Cardinal, you will be able to control the nature of the Holy Light more freely. Embarking on the path of magic from the dark pole to the light, and finally forming a complete cycle of light and darkness is our ultimate dream of the darkest source light. ”

He stretched out his hand and lit up a holy light technique, adjusting his breathing, his skin turned blue and gray, and the white ball of light in his palm also turned into pitch black as ink.

"When you get to this point, you can use magic freely, whether you are in a normal state or a semi-undead state. ”

"Aren't you just at the level of Ling'en?" the lord was even more puzzled.

"Because I'm more talented, I can realize some things in advance. Xiaoka said very modestly, "And it's not very skilled yet." ”

"Yes. Richard gave a thumbs up without hesitation.

Being able to master some of the exclusive content of the Holy Cardinal Bishop at the Ling'en level is equivalent to a high-level mage who has mastered the skills of a two-handed magister, and the probability of promotion in the future is definitely not ordinary.

You must know that whether it is the Holy Word Prayer, magic, Dou Qi, or divine arts, whether or not you can take the last step is a world of difference.

In the era when the elemental tide was relatively low, the ancestors even gave those extremely rare Magister-level masters a super exaggerated title - legendary.

Now, with the return of the elemental tides, the Magus has become less common, and the overly pompous title is gradually abandoned. But it is not difficult to see what an honorable position a cardinal bishop is.

The Extremely Downtrodden Dark Source Light Sect can cultivate such a talent, and the shit luck is no longer the green smoke from the ancestral tomb that can be described, it is a forest fire that ignites on the ancestral tomb.

Seeing that the time was about the same, Richard left Carlos and Chief Setos to guide the Tiger Spirit warriors, but he quietly slipped away.

He has always adhered to the principle of employing people without suspicion and suspicion, and since he can't help if he stays, he simply let the two of them have full control over themselves.

Buckland said that this style of action was as broad as the sea, and Anne said that it was pure laziness.

But when the lord was about to go back to the castle to play poker, he also lost his astonishing eyesight. Suddenly, I saw a beautiful figure sitting alone on the bank of the Angry River, facing the frozen water in a daze.

Surrounded by dry reeds, Richard always felt that the back was a little lonely and lonely—who else could it be, not Vera.

"Alas. Richard paused for a long time, and suddenly sighed.

Ever since he decided to use the Book of the Dead, Vera had been visibly depressed, and had not seen a smile on her face in a long time.

In fact, if you think about it, she is just a very young girl. It was supposed to be a carefree time with your female companions, instead of a sad face all day long.

So Richard floated up like a swallow and crossed a few hundred yards away, sat down beside her, and said with a smile, "Dear Miss Vera, are you alright?"

Vera looked at the river motionless, clasped her hands on her knees and said, "I want to go back." ”

The smile on Richard's face disappeared suddenly, and he suddenly felt an inexplicable irritability in his heart, took a deep breath of cold air into his lungs, and forcibly suppressed his anger, "No problem." I'm going to Coron soon, and I'm just dropping you off to go straight to Bishop Paul. ”

Vera turned her head and glared at him, her eyes were actually a little red, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about your disgusting deeds that can't see the light!"

"Huh, can't see the light?" Richard laughed angrily, "Do you know who first reminded me to be vigilant about the magic of the undead, it was Xiaoka." ”

"He told me that if I indulged in the power of the undead, I would be assimilated by that twisted thing. Even if you only use the magic of the undead as a tool to comprehend the Holy Light, you must always be vigilant and introspective!" Lord Lord said with a cold face, "Touching your conscience, how can such a sober and calm attitude be said to be disgusting. ”

"I don't fight with you about the illusory stuff. Vera's voice also became louder, and she said-for-tat, "May I ask Lord Richard, have you ever thought about the consequences of those things being known by the church?"

"Did you know that even if everyone in Alpine Fort is tight-lipped, the secrets that too many people know can't be kept for long!"

"Do you know how deep the church is for thousands of years, and what resistance will the little mountain fort take once the holy war is launched!"

"Do you know ......" Vera's chest rose and fell violently, tears streaming down the sides of her nose, "I've been ...... lately. I always dream that you are escorted to the Vatis and burned at the stake in public!"

"I know, I know. Richard took a deep breath, his tone softened, and he said with a wry smile, "I know that even a relatively benevolent organization like the Holy Light Church must be as merciless as a storm in the face of an enemy that threatens the foundation of its existence!"

"I also know that if you dare to go to war with the Holy Light Church, it is basically equivalent to being an enemy of the whole world!"

"I also know that the process of learning the secret art of semi-undead spiritualization by following the route of the darkest source light, and living towards death, is also a search of the mind and body. When the greatest difficulties are overcome, the most precious treasures are missed. If you are lazy now, you will have to double it one day, and even if you give birth to a group of pastors, it will be very difficult to promote them in the future!"

As a devout clergyman, Vera was able to remind Richard to be careful of the Holy Light Church, and this friendship was even more real than real gold.

Reciprocating the favor, what the lord is saying right now is also a heartfelt word that he will not be able to say if he is idle.

Vera cried breathlessly, "Then why do you ......"

"Silly girl. Richard took a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped it for her, "Because if I don't plan for a rainy day, I'm afraid it'll be too late." It's better to be scared now than to wait for death then!"

"You think you're smart?" said the Lord with a sigh, "Elder Buckland can't sleep every night now, pacing back and forth in the house all night. I still have to laugh during the day, for fear of putting pressure on me. ”

"And how do you know......" Vera wiped her tears and couldn't stop sobbing.

"I have good ears and can hear voices. Richard reached out and gently stroked Vera's hair, "Anne prepared a stack of false identities for me, saying that if the matter was revealed, I would run away by myself. ”

He looked out at the frozen river, and beyond at the withered yellow reeds on the opposite bank.

The winters in the wilderness are cold enough to kill everything. As far as the eye can see, an unobstructed expanse of the sky is shocking. I can't help but speculate that under the withered grass on the ground, there is much vitality hidden in the coming year.

Richard stretched and said lightly, "I said it's a big deal to die together." ”