The ground of the old cemetery is made of deciduous humus, if you come here in late autumn, a faint sadness accompanied by colorful fallen leaves, quiet and slightly cool, is the most suitable for sorrow and longing.

The slenderness of the birch trees and the lush green grass make the entire cemetery scattered, unlike the newly built cemetery in Birch Town, where the neat tombstones and stone walls can be seen even from a distance.

The cemeteries in the old cemetery were one after another, and none of them were small cemeteries, priests' houses, burial rooms, fenced off, paved with roads in front, a brazier lit on one side, and the rest of the places were planted with the deceased's favorite flowers and plants, and in some places, several statues were erected in front of the priest's house.

Although some cemeteries even existed here before Birch Town was founded due to their age, most of the burial chambers have not changed except for a few places where the mottled stone walls have collapsed.

In general, although few people go to the old cemetery, there are still many old people and priests who go inside to sweep the graves of those whose names are no longer known.

Until one day, a faint mist rose in the old cemetery.

At first, the people of Birch Town thought it was a natural climate phenomenon, but more and more strange things gradually happened.

First of all, an old man, when he was cleaning the cemetery, found that the flowers and plants that had been taken care of were trampled on.

I thought that some children were deliberately mischievous, but the old man found that those footprints did not come in from the outside of the cemetery, but from the inside of the tomb. It was as if someone had come out of the tomb and wandered outside. And the shape of those footprints does not look like that of a child or a young person.

Rather, a strange shape.

The old man was frightened, and he thought for a moment that it was not a ghost in the tomb.

He guessed right, and went crazy.

When the soldiers of the town heard about this, they sent a group of soldiers to make rounds around the cemetery, which the old man frequented when he was still conscious, during the day and at night.

Nothing was found, but the news of the ghosts haunting the old cemetery spread in Birch Town, and the people talked about it, and it reached the ears of the church.

It was thought that the priests and soldiers were on their way to the old cemetery.

Fears are not unfounded, as the fog in the old cemetery is getting thicker.

This time, the priest and the soldiers who went with him did not return, and disappeared silently into the fog of the old cemetery.

"Demons!"

These were the last words of the priest.

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The bishop stood at the doorway of the old cemetery and watched the knights disappear into the mist.

The power of a mage can attract demons, and countless lessons have been written in the Holy Scriptures.

In the fog in front of them, not long ago, many skeletons appeared crawling out of the ground, and the dark magic enveloped them, manipulating these corpses to attack them.

What a blasphemous power, that even the dead cannot rest in peace.

Those users of power, they will not be able to escape for long, and the knights with the protection of the Holy Emblem will kill those devil's minions.

The Bishop had seen demons, and he would never forget that eye in the depths of darkness. It was also for these reasons that he came here, chose a place far from there, and became a bishop.

The magic and the mist, as well as the profane power, can scare some people and attack some soldiers by sneak attack.

But those devil's minions could not resist the power of the knights.

There was a faint sound of striking in the mist, presumably the knights had found the filthy ones.

There was no joy or sorrow in the bishop's eyes, was the guy who lit the harbor the biggest restraint they could do? It's ridiculous.

All the demons' minions must be captured and guillotined and burned at the stake.

The Church's decision was correct, and only by destroying all those demonic powers could the world of the astral spirits be at peace.

The fog in front of me gradually dissipated, and the sound of the horses' hooves approached.

Slowly, a group of knights emerged from the old cemetery, with several men tied to the horses.

"Your Excellency, the place where the Holy Emblem leads has been slain. Only these few were brought back. ”

The bishop waved his hand, and the light on the scepter once again enveloped the knights' wounds and healed.

"You're doing a great job." The Bishop took two steps forward and came in front of the two mages who were covered in bruises as they were crushed to the ground by the knight.

"Lift up your heads, children of the devil." "Can you face the death of an innocent without repentance, but without the courage to face retribution?" ”

One of them looked up, it was an ordinary young man with long brown hair, and he stared at the bishop hatefully, "What right does a despicable executioner have to say about us?" In the north, you are afraid of our power and capture and kill mages for no reason, when have you repented?! ”

"Child, serving the devil is a sin in itself, and the power of the devil will only bring disaster." The bishop's eyes were peaceful.

"Calamity?" The young man laughed, "Calamity? My parents, my brother, and my sister were all thrown into the fire as demonic minions. My sister was 3 years old at the time! You can throw a three-year-old child into a fire and burn him alive! ”

The young man's eyes were red, "Calamity?!" You are woe! You're the devil! ”

Boom! With a punch, the soldier standing aside punched the young man in the face, knocking out several of the youth's teeth. "What about you! You killed my brother like that! ”

The bishop gently pressed the hand of the emotional knight and turned his head to the side of the youth, "Child, the power of demons must be cleared so that the world of the stars can usher in peace, we have purified the evil thoughts in your bodies, and they are all peaceful when they leave. ”

The young man tilted his head and gasped twice, and said with leaky teeth, "Oh, you deceive yourselves, you wantonly kill us innocent people, but you are indifferent to the real demons, the real hurters, the pirates are rampant in Birch Harbor, but you devote all your energy to cleaning us up. ”

The young man looked at the bishop, "Your doctrine will say that you will all be brought to death, and in the end there will be no one left!" A seeming smile appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth, "I will wait for you there!" ”

As he spoke, a black light flashed on the young man's body.

Then it exploded in an instant, sputtering out a large puddle of black liquid.

The nearest unconscious person was splashed with black liquid, and then black smoke came out, and his limbs twitched, and he couldn't see that he was alive.

The knight who pressed them was also splashed with some of it, blocked by the armor, and the corrosion that he saw appeared on the armor.

A ray of light diffused from the bishop's scepter, forming a shield of light around the two of them, and the scattered black liquid was blocked and fell to the ground one after another, emitting a scorching smell.

Then a burst of light enveloped the knight's body, and the place where the smoke came from the two of them instantly stopped corroding.

"The power of the devil is full of temptation, but it is also full of danger and sorrow." The bishop sighed and looked at the old cemetery, which had faded into the mist. "Grief is a reason, but depravity should not be the result."

"Let the flames purify them." The bishop turned, "Things are over here, tell the mayor that the old cemetery has been restored." Then the bishop walked in the direction of the church.

The chief knight glanced at the ground, then waved his hand, and the soldiers and knights who were surrounding the gate of the old cemetery gradually lined up and left.

The chief knight walked last, and saw the two men on the ground engulfed in flames. Gripping the sword in his hand, he tucked it back into the scabbard at his waist, and turned to leave.