Perched at the foot of the Snow Mountain of Sgar on the back of the Misty Behemoth, the Temple of Oedipus is one of the nineteen great temples dedicated to the supreme creator god on the continent. The temple is made of ivory marble, and in front of it are twenty-four marble pillars of two people embracing each other, and the pillars are carved with praise to the creator god and his followers.

At the top of the temple stood a statue of an angel, with a soft milky magical glow emitting from the wings behind it, enveloping the entire temple.

The construction of the Oedi Temple lasted sixteen years, on the day of completion, thousands of horns sounded in the sky, the petals were sprinkled like rain, the white holy light fell from the sky, and an angel with wings on his back loomed in the holy light, blessed the temple with the magic "Angel Blessing", since then the Oedi Temple has always been shrouded in the holy light, and has also become the only temple in the nineteen temples except for the great temple of light where the pope is located.

Fifty-five-year-old Cardinal Bren slowly closed the Holy Prayer in front of him and ended the evening prayer. The white-clad saints of the choir retreated silently, but the high and solemn hymns seemed to still echo in the air. Staring at the flames on the altar, Brun felt a wave of irritability and palpitations in his heart for no apparent reason.

When the moon Modis had passed through the sky, Bren finally found the source of his troubles. Yes, it's St. Wella, who just came to the temple today. Her face is very beautiful in classical sculpture, her small nose is straight, and her lips are carved like knives, revealing a sacred aura everywhere. In the midst of every move, the curves that faintly appeared under her white dress seemed to be in front of Bren's eyes again.

"That's an angel!!" Bren muttered to himself. He only felt dry in his mouth, but he couldn't find any water around him. He cursed in a low voice, stood up, and walked out of the temple.

St. Wella grew up with the Pope, and no one knew where she came from. For the first time in seventeen years, she had stepped out of the Great Temple of Light.

Under Wella's ice-like neck, the sacred white robe could not hide the fluctuations that could be faintly revealed between the slightest movements. The wave continued to grow in Bren's mind, burning his nerves. For the first time, Bren even wished he was a thief so he could ...... Bren smiled bitterly, what kind of thief can't help a sixteenth-level light mage, he has been cultivating in the church for more than forty years, and he is only a thirteenth-level light mage. God is still partial!

He looked up at the moon, only to see that there was a blood-red glow in the moonlight tonight. When Buren was a little surprised, his eyes suddenly darkened, and the holy light of the temple disappeared!

Darkness is definitely one of the things that Bren hates the most. He suppressed his panic and sang in a low voice, scribbling complex symbols with his fingers, preparing to cast the third-level divine technique "Holy Light Technique". In addition to warding off evil, this spell also has a temporary lighting effect.

A black hand with countless magical symbols etched into it, or rather, hand bones, silently touched Bren's throat from behind. With a gentle stroke of his index finger, Bren's Holy Light Technique never had a chance to cast again.

A samurai in full armor stood beside Bren's corpse. It was dressed in dark black full-body armor, and held a two-handed sword burning with black demonic flames, only the bones of the hand holding the sword could be seen as a skeleton. As its sword pointed forward, countless skeleton warriors emerged from the darkness and swarmed towards the temple. Occasionally, an undead knight on a flaming horse burst out of the darkness and slashed into the camps of the Templars on either side of the church.

"What is this!! Guardsman! Guards! Get up!! ”

With a commotion, the Templars woke up. The Temple of Oedipus had a total of four hundred Templar Knights. The fast-trained knights quickly put on simple armor, and some of them fought desperately at the camp gate to block the seemingly endless skeleton soldiers, while the others quickly armed. Occasionally, a priest has already started casting spells.

Under the dim light in the main hall, the face of the ice sculpture of Wella could not see any fluctuations, and she looked at the necromancer in front of her proudly.

The necromancer was clad in black robes, and pale flames burned in his eye sockets.

"I'm Rodriguez, the necromancer you've been looking for for three hundred years." Rodriguez's voice sounded directly in Wella's heart.

Wella was immediately taken aback. With the mana of her sixteenth-level light mage, she can already be said to be close to a demigod. This necromancer was able to break through his own spiritual protection and transmit the voice directly in his heart, didn't it mean that his spiritual power was already strong enough to control himself? And this name, the most powerful necromancer Rodriguez, will be tainted by his evil even if he thinks about it in his heart!

"Let's find out the true identity of the Holy Maiden!" Rodriguez's voice rang out in Wella's heart again. The necromancer's eyes burst into flames, and a cold wave of spirit rushed into Wella's mind, exploding. Wella snorted, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. Immediately after that, one mental shock after another exploded directly in Weina's mind.

She staggered and struggled, amazed at Rodriguez's unmatched strength. "Why, such a powerful evil would escape the eyes of our Heavenly Father??" With the advent of another spiritual shock, in the depths of Wella's soul, a surging force burst out. The temple resounded with hymns of praise to the gods, and a stream of holy light rushed out of Wella's body, dispelling the spiritual impact of Rodriguez. A pair of white wings with a glimmer of golden light slowly spread out from behind Wella, and under the divine power, Wella slowly floated into the air, her eyes had completely turned silvery-white.

"In the name of the Holy Father, I will destroy the evil before me!" Wella's voice was still pleasant at the moment, but it no longer carried the slightest human emotion. As she chanted, hundreds of orbs of holy light quickly condensed around her.

"Hehe" Rodriguez chuckled lowly, "I thought you were just an ordinary angel, but I didn't expect it to be an angel of light in the middle rank, it seems that your supreme god didn't bless you."

With the completion of the Light Angel spell, the holy song in the temple rose into high pitches, and the holy light bullets flew towards Rodriguez like rain. The necromancer smacked his staff, and gray-white flames erupted from all around him, forming a wall of flames. Countless holy light bullets slammed into the flame wall, each explosion causing the flames to shake and dim a little. In a matter of moments, the necromancer had already taken the impact of hundreds of holy light bullets, and the wall was crumbling. It was this moment of respite, and Rodriguez's spell was ready. As his fingers finished the last magic symbol, there was a "bang" and his left hand completely turned into bone meal.

A huge magic circle appeared on the ground behind Wella, and black flames rose into the sky. In the void above the circle, a huge and matchless bone dragon head poked out. The bone dragon stared at the angel of light, and its huge body slowly walked out of the void. Two-thirds of the temple hall has been occupied by this unprecedented giant bone dragon.

Wella, who has fully recovered the battle form of the Light Angel, is not afraid of the strongest undead creature such as the Bone Dragon. However, the bone dragon in front of him had an indescribable taste. The average bone dragon is by no means so large, at most only two-thirds the size of the one in front of it, the skeleton is pale or dark gray, and due to the perennial sleep, it is often covered with dust and cobwebs. The bone dragon was dark black, and several faint spells appeared on the bones from time to time. The uneasiness in Weina's heart became stronger and stronger, as an angel of light, she should be able to deal with the two-headed bone dragon, why should she be afraid.