After many days of quietly exploring the breath of Victoria, Jeno finally came to his senses. It was precisely because of this that he discovered the extremely faint aura of power in the Hall of Angels of Purgatory.

This aura bears a slight resemblance to the aura of the earth carried by Victoria.

Now Jeno has no distinction between you and me in terms of power, as long as he can absorb it, he will be eclectic. Jeno walked out of the hall step by step, and with each step, his steps became solid.

A moment later. More than a dozen of the most powerful people in the Church gathered on the top floor of the Great Temple of Light, ready to discuss the crusade against heresy and the development of the Church. As the master of the Temple, Jeno was only under the Pope and Augustus in terms of real power, and of course he had to attend. It's just that Jeno has little interest in crusading against heresy, let alone the development of the Church of Light, so this kind of meeting has always been able to hide. But as long as it comes to the issue of dividing money and goods, Jeno will definitely attend, and he will fight fiercely and ruthlessly. The reason is high-sounding, quite a bit of the profiteer's style back then.

Therefore, since the temple was returned to Jeno's control, although a few people died in the first few days, his descendants, power, goods, and money have become more and more generous, and the treatment is far more than before. This was a little bit of a surprise that Jeno brought to the temple.

At a large round table. Jeno sat with a grin, listening to the cardinals take turns, and yawned impatiently. The cardinal, who was talking at length and talking about it was in his early seventies, looked embarrassed and glanced at Jeno. But Jeno didn't see it, and yawned again.

The old man's face was already turning blue. However, the eradication of the growing heresy in his jurisdiction was only possible with the presence of the Holy Knights or the Holy Knights. And in his heart, the expressionless Augustus is undoubtedly even more terrifying, and besides, the Holy Knights are heading for the northern kingdom, and the blood angels have no mind to heresy. Therefore, all his hopes can only be pinned on Jeno. Don't say Jeno just yawned. At this point, it was a slap in the face, and he was determined to endure it.

At this time, the round table was attended except for Jeno. The Pope leaned back in his chair, as if he had not woken up at all, while Augustus lowered his eyes as if he had turned a deaf ear to the outside world.

The elderly cardinal finally finished his statement of the diocese, stood up, and began to chant incantations. A faint mist slowly rose from the round table, and in the mist, the topographical outline of the entire parish gradually emerged.

The cardinal pointed to one of the steep mountains and said, "This is where the heretics gathered......

Before the cardinal finished speaking, he suddenly saw the Pope open his dim eyes and look at the topographical map condensed by magic, although the flash of light was faint, but for some reason, the cardinal was so frightened that he almost sat back in his chair! He froze, and when he looked at the Pope again, he realized that he had somehow reverted to his lifeless appearance.

Augustus suddenly spoke: "Let me deal with these heresies!" ”

The cardinal was amazed and delighted, and could not understand why the blood angel Augustus had become so zealous. Before he could suppress his excitement and thank Augustus gracefully and politely, he heard Jeno yawn very loudly and sit up straight.

Jeno's eyes were blazing, and he swept away the boring appearance just now, and smiled at Augustus: "Sweeping away heresies has always been the duty of the Temple, and this kind of thing will not dare to alarm your Holy Knights." Besides, it's a mountainous area, so it's not easy for knights to walk, right? ”

Augustus was expressionless, and said lightly: "It doesn't matter, I will personally lead the Holy Cross Knights to quell the chaos, and the efficiency should be faster than your temple." ”

Jeno's face immediately changed slightly. There are about a hundred Knights of the Holy Cross. It is a secret legion newly established by the Holy Knights in recent years, directly under the command of Augustus, and its members are all angels who have descended, not to mention their individual strength. Under Augustus's personal leadership, the strength of this legion is indeed superior to that of Jeno's Templar Order.

It's just that Jeno has something else to say. He smiled coldly, and suddenly said to Augustus: "You did not show at the critical moment, and now you are in a hurry to show your piety. It's a little late, right? ”

Augustus frowned and paused for a moment. Only then did he say slowly: "Piety is in no particular order, not to mention that the main gods are shining with the brilliance of the supreme gods, how can they forcibly divide each other?" Also, Lord Jeno, you're so nervous, I'm afraid you don't serve the Lord of Destruction for the earth, right? I seem to sense something else from this map. ”

Jeno's face remained unchanged and said, "Another breath? You must be too sensitive. Lord Augustus. What do you have to compete for the tasks that belong to the temple? Of course, you're not going to do such a thing. ”

Before Augustus could retort, the pope opened his eyes again and said slowly, "Don't fight. Since this kind of thing was originally under the management of the temple, it was up to Jeno to do it. ”

Augustus's brows immediately furrowed, and he said, "It doesn't seem appropriate for this matter to be handled by Lord Jeno, right?" ”

"Nothing out of place. We are to believe in the devotion of believers in the Lord. The Pope said slowly: "Jeno, go and get ready!" ”

Until Jeno left, the cardinal didn't understand why the heretics in his diocese had become so sought-after.

The temple was in a hurry, and a new batch of magical equipment had just arrived, and it was being distributed according to the different individual combat power and attributes of each temple.

Jeno strode into the main temple hall. Xiang Qin briefly instructed the plan of next action, named a few more people, asked her to prepare quickly, and then went to her palace.

When Jeno pushed open the door of his room, he lost his mind for a moment.

The bright moon is floating in front of the window, gazing at the picturesque scenery of the secret place. Naifie was kneeling in a chair, staring at a pot of verdant plants in front of him, in a daze.

Since Jeno decided to accept Nephi, the tense antagonism between the two girls has quietly disappeared, and their growth has slowed down significantly. There is no momentum at all compared to the growth at the beginning. It's been a few days now. Mingyue still looked like she was only seventeen or eighteen years old, while Nefi was fourteen or fifteen years old.

It's just that at this moment they are all childish. The beauty is fully revealed, and when the two stand side by side, it will always make Jeno a little dizzy.

When Jano came in, they greeted him at the same time. The bright moon floated slowly, and it was already standing in front of Jeno, and Nephi cheered and jumped directly onto Jeno's shoulder. She moved unusually fast, Mingyue reached out and grabbed Netfie, trying to catch Nefi in mid-air, but she was caught empty!

Mingyue's face was immediately covered with a layer of frost.