The night is dark.

Lin An was hidden in the night, overlooking the manor below on the outskirts of Dunerke.

There are no balls and night banquets, and the brightly lit manor is much more secluded than in the past, but the design style by the master architect is elegant and beautiful, and the main building of the whole manor is a pearl-white palace-like pattern, like a pearl shining in the night.

"Is there a true devout among the princes of the Holy Empire, does Llio III know about it?"

As soon as his thoughts flickered, Lin An chanted in a low voice, and the mist with moisture seemed to emerge from the night, silently enveloping the entire manor.

In a certain room of the manor, the mage who was monitoring the movements of the whole manor in front of the crystal ball felt that the image of the crystal ball seemed to be a little blurry, and he wiped it with his hand with some uneasiness, and the blur really subsided.

The mage breathed a sigh of relief, sat back down, and continued to stare intently at the crystal ball, unaware that at the moment he had just now, the door behind him opened silently, and a person appeared behind him like a ghost.

"Hypnosis."

The mage's eyes were dizzy, and his eyes were straight.

Lin An shook his head.

Either you can cast a few spells or you are a mage, and it is difficult for the soil of the Holy Empire to cultivate a real mage.

As early as in his previous observations, Lin An had already deduced that this was a mage who had been trained by money and resources, and was not good at fighting, and was specially used to watch over the family, or to provide some living conveniences such as warm in winter and cool in summer for the master and his master's family - he had never been to the Holy Empire, and he could not imagine that the mage was treated as a watchdog, like a guard.

This kind of mage who cares for the house is found in many families in the Holy Empire. The willpower was too weak, and with Lin An's ordinary attainments in spiritual spells, he was almost not resisted, and he easily controlled the other party.

"Where is His Highness Charian?"

“…… Den. ”

"Where is the study?"

“…… The third room on the right side of the cloister on the third floor of the main building. ”

"Are there any cellar passages in this manor?"

“…… I do not know. ”

……

Asking where the target was, Lin An did not extinguish his mouth, but put it back in its original position, and used a sleep technique, and the mage's head drooped down, as if he was dozing off while on duty.

The whole manor is loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and the main building seems to be infested with servants occasionally. But I don't know how many people are staring behind the woods and fences around the main building.

But for Lin An. The existence of these people could not hide her perception at all, and as long as there was no interference from magic detection, she easily bypassed these sentry posts and infiltrated the main building.

The windowsills of the palace-like buildings are large. When Lin An entered the study from the windowsill. A square door appeared on the wall of the empty study. A man in his mid-thirties walked out of it.

Lin An had seen the portraits of the two countries of the Holy Empire and Pere who had the right to inherit the throne, and she recognized this young man.

He was Prince Charlian, the youngest son born to Andrology III in his forties. The third in line to the throne - although Anderlevy III lived a long life, with nearly 100 mistresses, and many illegitimate children were rumored, only the three sons born to him and the queen really had the right to inherit the orthodox succession, and Charian was one of them.

As soon as the two looked at each other, Prince Charian wanted to retreat into the secret door.

But Lin An had already preemptively struck and used his spiritual power to deter him and imprison him at the same time.

To her surprise, Prince Xialian's spiritual power was very strong, and he was already comparable to an archmage, and even Lin An's half-step legendary spiritual power could barely be suppressed.

Due to the release of spiritual power, Lin An smelled the unique smell of the clergy on the other party's body, and immediately changed his tactics and released a shielding enchantment, enveloping the entire room, unless the enchantment was broken, the people outside could not detect the movement in the room.

This action may have reminded Xia Lian, and while Lin An cast a spell, he immediately went to a rope with gold wire hanging from the wall near the Lammy Gate.

But by this time it was too late.

Lin An had already seen from Xia Lian's two or three actions after seeing the face, although the other party had a good level of divine art, he rarely experienced battles, and he was more rookie than a rookie.

After Xia Lian recovered, the whole person had become a prisoner of Lin An, and his divine power was blocked, and his body from the neck down was petrified and sat on a chair.

- Detect the level of magic!

- Detect Divine Items!

The detection of the divine skill level has failed-or, in other words, it has not been invalidated, but the aura shows that the other party does not know divine magic at all, if Lin An is not convinced that the spiritual power perception is correct, he may not doubt the result of the spell.

"It's possible to have some kind of masking detection method that misleads the spell in question."

Then, the detection of the high-grade holy emblem found in the inner pocket of Prince Xialian's chest also proved Lin An's speculation.

Lin An narrowed his eyes and looked at the much-loved Prince His Royal Highness from under his hood, "You are the black-clothed archbishop left outside by the Holy See?" ”

Prince Charian looked at her coldly, "You are Ann. Archmage Lynn. ”

This prince's fighting ability is very lame, but it doesn't mean that he has a bad brain.

The facts are quite unexpected, although he did not get a positive answer from the other party, Lin An has already associated a certain rumor:

"The Inquisition of the Holy See has one main and two deputy chief inquisitors, among which there is a deputy chief inquisition codenamed 'Black King' who is the most mysterious and never shows up in front of people, it should be you!"

The identity of Prince Charian is too special.

He must be very careful to conceal his true identity, and secretly cultivates behind his back, although he has obtained a high level of divine arts, but his combat experience is absolutely scarce - even to Lin An's speculation, he has never used combat experience at all - combined with the fact that he is deeply trusted at this time, he can actually serve as the external contact of the Holy See after hiding, so it is not difficult to delineate Xia Lian's true identity within the Holy See.

Lin An had to admire the Holy See's brainwashing methods.

Even Anderlev III's favorite youngest son became one of the three giants of their Inquisition. Lin An finally understood how Cleveland III knew the true face of Androllio III and why he was left alone.

Prince Xialian's combat power is not strong, but the Holy See does not need his combat power, and his identity is the best help to the Holy See.

On many special occasions and circumstances, Prince Charian could do things that even the Pope could not do - for example, now, if Lin An had not seen with his own eyes, who would have believed that Adelevio III's favorite youngest son was one of the three giants of the Holy See's Inquisition?

If it weren't for Lin An's personal discovery from the vast amount of information, and finding a tail along the vine, Xia Lian would have stayed outside as the chief person of the Holy See. I'm afraid that the identity will never be revealed—who would dare to reveal it? Who can uncover it?

Charian's pupils constricted.

His spiritual power had been imprisoned by Lin An. The petrified whole body, not to mention the hands and feet, even the fingers and tails can't move.

But at this time, Xia Li'an's body revealed a faint white glow from the inside out, just like there was a spring in Xia Li'an's body. The white light of holiness does not spew out like money. Flood him in an instant!

Prince Charian's face was a mixture of fanaticism and piety. Before the white light was submerged, he coldly made a sarcastic lip gesture to Lin An:

"You, Hugh, want to ......"

The shape of his mouth in the back could no longer be seen, because the white light had overwhelmed him. Charian's entire body melted into white light like foam.

What Xia Lian didn't see was that Lin An didn't have the slightest angry expression.

"I knew that the last remaining people of the Holy See were fanatics, and you thought I would prevent you from committing suicide?"

After obtaining from the son of the mayor of the town that the Holy See left behind the main person outside might be there, Lin An did not attack it, but went to great lengths to sneak in, just to prevent the other party from seeing that the situation was not good, and playing self-immolation like now.

After all, the principal left outside by the Holy See has the half-plane entrance coordinates of the Holy See hiding in his head, and no matter how reliable his loyalty and faith are, it is impossible for the Holy See not to guard against the possibility that once he is exposed, the enemy will obtain secrets from his brain.

Seeing that Prince Xialian's body had completely melted in the white light, Lin An took out the dimming Holy Emblem and a scroll, placed the Holy Emblem on the chair where Xia Lian was originally sitting, and then tore the scroll towards the chair.

"--Soul Shackles."

The scroll cracked, and the power of the seal inside shot out from the torn scroll, striking the emblem on the chair, which glowed gray and illuminated a soul that had just detached from its body and exuded a faint white glow.

The soul had a pure white thread wrapped around the tail finger of its right hand, and the other end of the thread stretched out into the air, and a cluster of holy white light fell.

This is the light of the Kingdom of Light that leads believers back.

If it is in the material plane that is not isolated, you may even be able to see the avenue of the Kingdom of God that leads to the gate of heaven.

But even the God of Light is blocked by the torrent of plane elements, let alone the Heavenly Dao to enter the Creel plane, and the souls of the devout who leave the plane can only ascend to the heavenly kingdom under the protection of the holy light after leaving the plane with the help of the power of the laws of the plane.

As a high-ranking magician, the soul of Prince Charian has not yet reached the level of the Holy Spirit, but he clearly still possesses a clear mind.

He was originally looking up at the holy light sprinkled from the sky, and found that his soul suddenly appeared under the strange gray light, and his face was obviously a mixture of shock and disgust, glaring at Lin An angrily.

However, he did not overreact.

Under the protection of the laws of the plane and the holy light, he didn't feel that Lin An had the ability to stop him from leaving.

Lin An's expression was much stricter than before.

In order to be able to catch the target soul, Lin An made a variety of preparations for possible situations in advance, although he was solemn at this time, he was not panicked, and whispered:

"Blade of Destiny!"

She felt that some kind of power around her was extracted and condensed, and the invisible blade slashed across the pure white silk thread tied to the tail finger, and the silk thread representing the law of the plane was immediately disconnected!

Lin An immediately took back the blade of destiny.

The blade of fate extracts the power of her destiny - a narrow summary in the popular sense, which can also be said to be "luck", Lin An doesn't want to consume too much, and he may choke to death if he drinks saliva in the future.

The power of fate can fight against the silk threads formed by the laws of the plane, which Lin An learned in the Tower of Babel.

The Hades Great's plane favored the vast force of fate gathered in one, forcibly resisted the confinement of the Silk of Babel's laws, and attempted to invade the Tower of Babel.

Lin An is far from being able to do his kind of Cheng dù, but it is not difficult to learn to condense the blade of fate.

This secret method is not difficult at all, the real difficulty lies in the fact that the power of fate on ordinary people is far from reaching the point where it can be condensed and formed, and it is okay to forcibly extract it, but maybe the blade of fate on the previous side is formed, and the next second the person is choked to death by saliva, and he dies without a problem.

After learning this secret method, Lin An can also be regarded as the first glimpse of the law of fate, but unfortunately this law is too ethereal, and there is not much relevant information even if it is connected to the Heavenly Tower, even if Lin An's talent is not bad, he cannot comprehend it out of thin air.

Lin An mastered the blade of fate, and even wanted to get a glimpse of the purpose of the law of fate, in the final analysis, he just wanted to figure out the strange fate ties on his body and get rid of the influence of those powerful beings.

But the more I studied, the more I found that such attachment seemed to be more likely to fall into the trap of fate, so I woke up in time, forcibly pulled myself out, and completely gave up the in-depth study of the laws of fate......

Lin An returned to his senses.

In the moment she had just passed, thoughts had crossed her mind, especially since the blade of fate had been used, and the knot in her heart about the law of fate had resurfaced.

This is the backlash of using the Blade of Destiny.

A thought flashed in his heart, Lin An forcibly pressed down the fluctuating mood and completely eliminated the idea of the law of fate, which did not make these thoughts take root and become a loophole in the mood.

She looked at Charian.

After cutting the thread of the law, the light quickly faded.

If it was in the normal main material plane, of course Lin An would not dare to do this - snatching the soul of the believer, this is the reverse scale of the gods, if the power of the God of Light can enter the Crell plane, the next second it will be a divine thunder from the sky, chasing her and splitting her, and it will not be finished if Lin An is not chopped to death.

But the reality is just the opposite, so Lin An did not have any worries.

The prince of Xia Lian, who was in a state of soul, was already stupid, and he never dreamed that Lin An could actually prevent him from returning to heaven, otherwise he would never commit suicide in front of Lin An, or he would commit suicide directly when the two of them met each other, and be led away by the holy light as soon as possible when Lin An did not get the things on his body.

But at this point it was too late to say anything.

[Soul Shackles] This fifth-level spell requires the belongings of the casting object as a medium, and the magic power in the holy emblem has dissipated with the death of Xia Lian, but it is just used as a spell casting medium for Lin An, and the gray light emitted on it has been waiting for a long time, as soon as the holy light leaves, it directly envelops Xia Lian's soul and includes him in the holy emblem.

Putting away the holy emblem, Lin An glanced at the study, and waved a piece of spiritual light, disturbing the aura in the room, and no one who went back in time could not see what was happening.

"It's really troublesome, I almost couldn't figure it out, but fortunately, I was prepared to fail to prevent the target from committing suicide just in case!"

In the original plan, Lin An would not wait for the target to commit suicide slowly, but Xia Lian's special identity could not let him die at the hands of Lin An, otherwise there would be a lot of trouble:

"Now that Charian committed suicide, not at my hands, even if Anderio III finds something from the bloodline tree, there is no reason to pursue me for anything."

She looked around at the study that had lost its owner and sighed softly.

A gust of night wind blew, rolled up the curtains, and when the curtains fell, there was no one in the study.

(To be continued)(To be continued......

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