"You're awake. The moment he saw the other party's eyes, the old dwarf's face immediately changed to a flattering expression, "You have once again climbed to a new level on the road of evolution, this is really an unprecedented great achievement, I really don't know what words to use to praise you......"

"Is there any news coming back?" the councilor coldly interrupted the old dwarf's words, he obviously didn't want to listen to the other party's flattering sycophants, "How many troops do the crusaders in the Void Ancestor City still have now?"

The old dwarf trembled and took out a letter from his pocket, handed it to the councillor with both hands, and grinned: "My lord, this is a reply from the spy, Her Royal Highness has gathered a group of people loyal to her, and she is currently staying in Sumu. ”

"Su Lan?" Councilor paused for a moment, wasn't Su Lan the port when the crusaders landed, how did the princess run there, "Didn't Her Royal Highness leave people in the Void Ancestor City?"

"Her assistant ministers didn't leave with them, they hid in a village less than a hundred kilometers away from Void Ancestor City," the old dwarf said, "If there is anything, he will take the initiative to contact us." ”

The councillor nodded, for him, the princess is a very important partner, if he wants to control a kingdom, even if it is a chaotic kingdom, it is not something he can do with his current strength, he only needs to use some external forces, such as the royal family that still has some influence among the people, such as the Void Ancestor officials who can call on the defeated army.

The councillor opened the tightly guarded letter and carefully read every character on it.

After a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that the plan was going more smoothly than expected.

The chaos in the various parts of the Void Ancestor has begun to show signs that it cannot be suppressed, Xilan has taken most of the crusaders away, and the army stationed in the Void Ancestor City has many tasks, not only to guard against those rebels with bad intentions, but also to monitor the nobles to prevent them from uncontrolling, and the original security army in the villages and towns below has long been dispersed as rebels, and is now in a state of no one to govern.

The turmoil that had been suppressed by Xi Lan with strong means before began to be a little ready to move at this time.

The councillor allowed his subordinates to engage in the chaos, gaining momentum and spreading his teachings in another capacity, but above all, to exhaust the crusaders.

Although the number of crusaders left behind in the Void Ancestor is not too many, they are still the enemies that the councilors need to look up to, and he will never be able to confront them head-on, so he uses the corpse slaves created by Old Thor to scatter around the Void Ancestors, deliberately causing attacks, so that the local residents continue to ask for help from the Crusaders and the Temple.

The councillor sneered, if they want to maintain their image in the eyes of the people, the priests who stayed behind in the Void Ancestor will definitely continue to send small groups of troops out.

And what he has to do is to silently develop his forces when the army of the Holy See is scattered and there is no time to pay attention to himself.

Fortunately, the Void Ancestor has just experienced a painful war, and the raw materials for making corpse slaves are everywhere, so there is no need to worry or feel sorry for the annihilated monsters, they are just some tools anyway, do you still expect the councilors to have feelings for a tool?

As for the ordinary people who died in the turmoil......

The councillor was silent for a few seconds, in this era, no one has the power to control their own destiny, they can only say that they are unlucky, and the establishment and destruction and rebirth of every kingdom require an extremely painful price, and this price is, to put it bluntly, the lives of a large number of people and soldiers.

In turmoil, life is the least valuable thing.

The councillor looked up suddenly, shaking the thoughts out of his mind, and he squinted at the fact that he was actually a little sentimental.

Sympathy, this emotion is not suitable for oneself, a benevolent leader cannot reach the peak in this era, as long as he discards the senseless pity in his heart, he can make the most calm and accurate judgment.

The councillor slowly crumpled the letter in his hand into a ball, turning into the tiniest dust in the pure light of his palm.

The faces of the old dwarf and the middle-aged man twitched.

Light, which is also heat, when it is strong enough to incinerate everything.

No, the word purification seems more appropriate than incineration......

The councillor rubbed his fingers, and the dust fell down his fingertips.

Light does not save the world, darkness does not destroy.

Those clerical clerical priests who claim to be saviors may not have as great thoughts in their hearts as they proclaim, and who can really see through the thoughts of those demons who are regarded as demons?

The councillor wrapped himself in a pitch-black cloak, his eyes gradually turning cold.

"It's been silent for a long time, it's time for us to do something. ”

......

"Lord Priest, a letter for help from Locketown. The herald stepped forward and respectfully handed the letter in his hand to the red-clothed priest sitting in front, "The team stationed in Locke Town has lost contact, and even the body has not been found. ”

Damn, what's going on!

The red-clad priest sat at his desk, and on his left hand was already a thick stack of letters asking for help from all over the place, and the contents of these letters were almost surprisingly identical, except for a slight difference in the title and signature at the beginning.

"We have been attacked by unknown monsters, the garrison has suffered heavy losses, and we can't resist it with our own strength, please send an army to suppress it as soon as possible!"

"The monsters attacked the barracks, and none of the Mole Town garrisons escaped, all of them were killed!"

"Urgent! Urgent! There are a large number of monsters outside my town, and it is difficult for the sword to kill......"

"Can anyone tell me what these 'unknown monsters' are?" the red-clothed priest clutched the seal in his hand in distress, constantly stamping the mark on the warrant for sending troops, "Is it the same as the two monsters that attacked Lord Xilan's military tent in the first place?"

"Most likely, those monsters were clearly artificially created," sat the old priest next to him, his face solemn: "I've seen their corpses, like assembled bodies, cutting limbs from various species and sewing them together. ”

"Among today's Void Ancestors, there must still be a group of people with evil intentions, who hide in the dark, silently creating chaos, and trying to profit from it. The old priest squinted: "My intelligence officer told me that in some villages, there are some pagans preaching, and I wonder if there will be a connection between the two things......"

"Whether connected or not, heretics must not be forgiven. The red-clothed priest's tone was cold: "Dare to preach under our noses, it's really bold enough." ”

"The temple's low-key practices over the years have given some people some illusions. The old priest laughed.

"We seem to be being underestimated. The red-clothed priest touched his nose, "Let the paladin go!"