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Macuro said lightly. He turned around, his eyes were like torches under a pair of dark brown eyebrows that were as straight as a sword, and Glo saw that those eyes did not look like a seriously injured man at all, and the gray-green pupils were covered with a thin layer of frost in this moment, as if he had reversed the time of the spring field to the bitter winter.

"There's fighting going on in the city."

Glo further analyzed. In the scabbard, the righteousness of justice trembled—Glo felt in his own spirit the vigorous fighting spirit that came from the immortal soul of "Jatis", and the belief in order pointed to all chaotic and unclean existences.

It seems that today's battle definitely has the participation of the undead of Diel. Glo remembered that in that country that was opposed to the living, there was a class of spells that were extremely evil - in the game, they had a unified system called "Enchanting Humans", and this type of spell belonged to the dark sorcery of mind control, which destroyed the individual will of living beings by erasing souls and memories, so as to become slaves of the caster. Hundreds of years ago, this type of spell was banned by the Church of Radiance and the mages of Bracada: it was a taboo desecration of life and gods, and any user, regardless of his power or status, would be killed as soon as he was discovered.

But in Diel's Council of the Dead, the ban was not taken seriously, and the undead already knew that their reputation was bad enough and they didn't mind adding to their notoriety, so this type of spell was still prevalent among lichs and necromancers throughout the ages - and if the deceased's "seductive human" spell controlled some of the officers in the kingdom's navy, then something made sense.

Glo spoke his guess, and he saw a sinister grin on Macuro's pale face.

……

At night, the streets are filled with a cool sea breeze, and columns of patrolling soldiers carry torches to and fro. They saw two figures walking on the side of the street, and quickly came over to interrogate, and found that one of them was Victor, the captain of the first brigade of the "Song of Ashes", and after a few questions, they decided to let them go - the "Song of Ashes" mercenary group has a very good relationship with the city lord's mansion, and these soldiers have always retained the necessary respect for the minds of these mercenary groups.

Monica followed Victor through Walrus Street, and at an intersection, cornered into another street, which led north-south, and this street ran close to east-west. The sea at night floated with a faint moonlight shadow, and the wind passed through the cracks in the buildings in the street, bringing a whimpering sound, this night was already sparsely populated, seeing this scene, Monica couldn't help but tighten the cloak on her body-

"What's wrong, Monica?"

Victor asked with concern, and he took off his tweed coat to cover Monica's shoulders, which made the vampire lord feel an inexplicable emotion - the flesh of vampires was as cold as a hard stone, they had no body temperature, they were not afraid of the cold, and they did not feel any warmth. But at this moment, Monica noticed that there seemed to be a little more throbbing in her heart.

She pushed Victor away and took two steps back. This also made Victor wonder, and he looked at the beautiful young mercenary in a daze, but what he didn't know was that Monica saw something in her perception that scared her—a cross of holy light in the pocket of Victor's woolen coat. This is not a replica ornament that has nothing to show for itself, the real pure silver texture is blessed with powerful divine arts, and the level of this power is almost equal to hers.

If you get close to this thing, I'm afraid it will be dangerous. Monica muttered to herself, relating to the old man she had met at the mercenary group's residence before, and she suddenly remembered that she didn't seem to have seen the depth of the old man - the conversation between the old man and Victor was immediately recalled by her, and she began to wonder if Victor's "good intentions" had some special purpose.

However, it is better to be vigilant. So far, though, the man named "Victor" has not shown any hostility.

The two of them walked towards the other end of the street, and the sound of the sea breeze gradually became louder and louder—Victor and Monica turned the last corner, the deciduous maple on the corner left a sparse and mottled shadow in the dim moonlight, and the outline of the church's towering bell tower became clearer and clearer in view, and three heavily armed figures suddenly appeared in front of them.

One of them, a tall female knight, raised her sword against Monica. She wore a helmet and a visor, and she couldn't see her expression, but Victor could clearly feel the knightess's hostility towards Monica—her body was covered with silver-white armor covered with curved and encircled magic patterns, which he saw rise one by one, exuding surging power.

The power of the Holy Radiance.

Victor immediately judged the nature of this power, he thought it was a Templar in charge of guarding, and after leaning over to perform a church service, he told the three knights who were blocking the way the purpose of his visit - Alyssa nodded and signaled that he could enter the church area, but then she continued to cross her sword and stop Monica.

I don't know what to do.

Monica said hatefully in her heart. She hesitated to show her strength to teach the little girl a lesson, and a tall and thin middle-aged man had slowly walked down the steps, he was dressed in a neat white robe, and the position of his shoulders was embroidered with three golden stripes.

Monica's pupils shrank suddenly.

She knew that this was a bishop of the Holy Radiance Church in front of her—she carefully spread her spiritual power, and although she was not afraid of the three or two kittens in front of her, including the bishop, she began to worry that there were probably other enemies hiding nearby.

In the history of the battle between the Dead of Dill and the Church of the Holy Radiance, there has never been such a thing as a one-on-one fair duel.

On the other hand, she remembered His Majesty Eddie's instructions and explanations, and the Council of the Dead had made some arrangements in Afron, and her mind raced to wonder if this was the time to use it.

"Lord Bishop, I am Victor of the Song of the Ashes."

Victor introduced himself to Bishop Vera, in fact, it was not the first time the two had met, but as non-believers, there were not many opportunities for the two to meet each other. He revealed his identity, which also indicated the reason for his visit to the church, and Bishop Vera, dressed in a white robe with his hands behind his back, smiled and led him towards the hall of the church.

"Heinrich and Biden are in it."

Bishop Vera said, standing in front of the hall, where countless oil lamps were lit, and the bright light reflected on the walls like a baitan, and the prayerful faithful and civilians were prostrate on the ground, huddled in a dense heap, singing hymns.

"The Holy Radiance is eternal, cleansing the world of evil ......"