As soon as he finished speaking, he spat out a word.

Command 7 was activated immediately, and the stone on the ground was ordered by him to directly protrude a sharp corner and slam through his skull! The red and white burst into a piece.

This diocesan bishop is indeed called by God's grace, but it is not known whether his soul will ascend to the kingdom of God.

The archpriest's face was not very good, but just then another old man entered the church.

"He failed, he lost to himself, it's not your fault, don't blame yourself." The old man said.

"Your Majesty ......" the archpriest immediately saluted.

In the whole world, there is only one person who can make the archpriest of the state religion bow his head and salute, and call his mouth a crown—

That is, the state pope.

"There are a lot of people like this lately, and it's very hard." Although the Pope is old, he still seems to be in good spirits.

"It's my job, how can it be hard." The archpriest bowed and said, the golden robe shining in the light outside, and he took a deep breath and regained his spirits.

"Interpret the body, interpret the emotions, and then forcibly recover? …… Sooner or later, you're going to break down, so you still have to give yourself a little time to rest. The Pope said to the archpriest with some sighs.

And the golden-robed archpriest lowered his head: "It's okay to rest, but not yet, the turmoil caused by Daedalus is too great, too much, and even the diocesan bishop has fallen into suspicion, these people ...... Faith is already very weak under the impact of magic technology, your crown, your side——? ”

"Everything is fine, don't worry, by the way, I will deal with the person who comes to question the debate, you go find Daedalus first." The Pope commanded.

The archpriest raised his head in an instant, his blue eyes began to flicker, and the mask on his face was almost unstable, and around him, space began to disintegrate, the flow of time was gradually dissected and unfolded, the molecules that made up the air collapsed, turning into basic atoms, the ground became transparent, the stones were disintegrated, and the wooden tables and chairs began to escape.

Everything is turned into "information" or "data flow".

They passively reveal the original nature of the self, and all the "attributes", including mass, characteristics, quantity, size, speed, hardness, lifespan, and even its frequency and wavelength, are accurate to the extreme scale of time and space!

This is "Interpretation 9".

"Calm down." The Pope clapped his hands.

Suddenly, everything around him returned to normal, and the archpriest's expression returned to calm.

However, he still asked urgently: "Your Majesty, have you finally made up your mind to do something against Daedalus, the blasphemous?" I guess I can totally ......."

"Do you want to die? Die with him? The Pope took one look and said.

"Just need you ......," replied the archpriest without hesitation, wanting to say something, but before he could speak, the words were stuck in his throat.

His originally bright blue eyes darkened, and he lowered his head: "I'm sorry, I trespassed." ”

"I don't blame you, go to Daedalus, just relax yourself, interpretation is a great load on your body, stuff the information of the nature of the world into your head every moment, you will collapse sooner or later, give up reading, and then go to Daedalus, convince him to come to Havar, but don't conflict with him." The Pope commanded.

"Is this the arrangement of His Majesty? Or is it? He glanced at the likeness meaningfully.

"Don't speculate so much, it's just an ordinary thing, no different from other tasks." "Then go ahead, I have something to do, you see, there's another one coming," said the Pope. He looked out into the passage where the gate extended, and a middle-aged priest in a white robe with a gold thread on the edge of his coat was staggering, his eyes wandering, and he was limping over.

A white robe with gold thread indicates that he is a priest of a cathedral, belonging to the backbone of the state church.

And there are quite a few such people recently.

There are even celestial apostles who come to seek relief, something that would not have happened in the past.

"That'...... I'm going to find the blasphemer of Daedalus, take care, Your Majesty. The archpriest bowed, then disappeared into place.

Magic 9, it's so convenient, as long as there are coordinates, then you can go anywhere, unlike other mages, they don't even need to worry about the problem of magic, because as long as all the magic power is not exhausted at once, then the magic power of magic 9 is endless, they can pry magic from nature anytime and anywhere for their own use, and the key to besieging magic 9 is how to quickly burn off the other party's magic in a short period of time.

On the contrary, once the magic power is completely consumed, then if you want to restore the previous state, you need an extremely large amount of magic power, which is similar to the siphon principle, the magic 9 in the low position and the nature in the high position, the magic 9 itself needs to have a certain amount of magic power to pry the magic power of nature, once its own is not enough, the natural will also lose its response at the same time.

All Magic 9 knows this, and it is impossible to kill another Magic 9 until they are forced to use a miraculous magic to drain their own magic power.

The High Priest knew, and so did Daedalus.

"Go to Daedalus...... But just to persuade, not to provoke him? He shuttled through the distance of space and fell into a wilderness, his gaze becoming cold.

"Huh."

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Lu En and Bai were halfway through their meal, but Lu En looked normal, eating as always, praising Carla and White, and asking about White's situation and Larante's recent events from time to time.

Of course, Bai answered truthfully, but the little girl's expression became more and more depressed.

Like a clear mountain spring flowing in the cracks of the mountain rocks, the melancholy spread in the girl's heart little by little.

The dim candlelight and the bright moon in the sky sparsely sprinkled the shadows on the girl's white shirt, and the green and immature bulge on the chest seemed to have a more three-dimensional effect.

Probably because of nervousness, she gently bit her lower lip with her teeth, and the gentleman in front of her looked into the distance, as if he was once again lost in thought.

"That...... Mr? She snorted, her voice so small that it was barely audible.

The gentleman didn't seem to hear, his hands mechanically cut the roast meat, and began to frown, obviously thinking about some problem.

The girl, who had not received an answer, sat on a chair and looked at the person opposite in a daze.

On the candlestick, the red-yellow flame burned.

The red light of the fire reflected on the side of the girl's face, and it was impossible to tell whether it was because of shyness or because of the firelight that her cheeks were now red.

Bai just wanted to say something, but now, she was grabbed by another, more indescribable emotion, and she couldn't move.