In the capital of the Falcon Principality, in the White Feather City, in the Southern Cathedral of the Dawn Church, Cardinal Siba was frowning and looking at the southern sky.

Cardinal Siba, who was born as an ascetic, is a well-known master even in the talented Dawn Church, but at the age of more than half a hundred, he has an extremely strong physique as if he was thirty years old, and just standing there gives the whiteclothed cardinals below a strong sense of oppression.

Seeing that Lord Xiba suddenly frowned, the white-clothed bishops were a little panicked. Everyone knows that at the moment when the Pope is seriously ill, Cardinal Xiba, who has discovered the traces of the demons, is likely to become the next Pope, especially since he is still from the strongest single strength of the ascetics in the church.

Faced with one of the three most qualified candidates for the Pope's throne, but now that the devil has been found in the area of the Southern Cathedral, the originally high-ranking white bishops are all cowering like frightened quails, and they dare not breathe in front of Xiba.

Glancing at the white cardinals below, a look of disgust crossed Xiba's eyes. Stuffy stuff like this, he'd really want to get rid of them all. But, it really doesn't work! In this falconry principality, the mission still needs these bishops who are more politicians than politicians, although he is close to the Pope, but he is obviously not as good at missionary and dealing with the nobility as these bishops at the level of the shallow believers.

I have to admit that even a just church that is just and strict like a righteous God needs the existence of such people.

However, these people should not be allowed to live too easily.

In a flash of thought, Xiba had already made a decision.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that the elves in the south have made some noise." Putting away his face, Xiba said lightly, and he could clearly hear a relieved exhale after he finished saying this.

"But!" It was very interesting to see that the faces of the bishops below instantly tensed again, and Xiba couldn't help but show a smile, "The elves don't have to worry about it for the time being, the search for the traces of the demons is too slow!" ”

"My lord has clearly responded to me, the demons are hidden in the south of the Falcon Principality, and there are not many rural nobles in the south! Why is there still no news at all? Constantly raising his tone, watching the white-clothed bishops below become more and more pale and in more and more cold sweat, Xiba felt that the heat was probably about the same, and then relaxed his tone and said lightly, "We all know the cunning of the demons, but you don't want to be burned at the stake for dereliction of duty, right?" ”

Looking at the white-clothed bishops whose faces turned pale, Xiba waved his hand and ordered: "Don't hesitate, do your best to search for the whereabouts of the demons!" Leave it to mind the opinions of those nobles! We are God's servants, and only God can punish us! ”

"Go ahead! Even if you turn the southern part of the Falcon Principality upside down, you have to find out the demons! The demons are there! They can't run! After saying these words impassionedly, Xiba looked at the white-clothed bishops who nodded with great satisfaction, and couldn't help but secretly think: Well, it seems that these words taught to me by Her Majesty the Holy Maiden are quite useful, and it is not in vain that I have memorized them all in half a day.

But what the hell are those long ears up to? With such a large elemental fluctuation, could it be that he was casting a forbidden spell? Sheiba was puzzled.

But apparently his god didn't have time to tell him the truth, so he could only keep wondering.

On the side of the Forest of Mist, the Great Druid Elder looked with satisfaction at the five half-human-high orbs of light next to the one-man tall Tree of Life, and a small life like a flower fairy could be faintly seen looking around in the ball of light.

The fireball in Luna's arms jumps onto Luna's shoulder, her face full of curiosity.

"These are the elemental elves that accompany the tree of life, and we usually call them elves." The Great Elder told Roger with a happy face, and Roger was also happy on the surface, but he had already spit out a groan in his heart: Make no mistake! Although I thought it was a little strange when I knew about the Tree of Life, but now even the elves have come out? Are you sure you didn't go to the wrong set? Director! Got the wrong script, right?

"These elves can manipulate the growth of plants just like us, so naturally we never have a shortage of wood." Seeing that these elves were far more energetic than ordinary elves, the Great Elder was obviously satisfied. "In fact, these elves, human farmers, and orc laborers are generally classified as zero-tier troops."

"Come, command them to build the Altar of Heroes!" The excited Great Elder rubbed his hands and reminded Roger again and again, and Roger, who was in a mess in his mind, subconsciously complied.

The two elves quickly controlled the stones that the Great Elder took out from the space bag in advance and gathered together, and quickly built the altar with the tree man summoned by the elves, while the two elves on the other side controlled some other stones and gathered under the Tree of Life, building a moon well around the pot of "Moon Spring Source".

"Isn't it time to build the War Tree next?" Roger subconsciously turned his head to the Great Elder and asked.

The Great Elder was stunned: "War Ancient Tree? What is that? ”

Roger, who came to his senses, hurriedly shook his head; "No, it's nothing, when I didn't speak."

Glancing at Roger in a strange way, the Grand Elder continued to instruct Roger; "Now it's time to build you a village hall."

Watching one of the remaining elves build a village hall next to the moon well with the remaining stones, Roger's chaotic head gradually stabilized.

Well, as long as there are no Night Elves popping up, there's nothing wrong with the wood. Roger thought secretly in his heart, but in an instant, he remembered what the Great Elder had said: This tree of life species has been blessed by the goddess of nature, and its quality is no worse than the tree of life that grew from the twigs of the Eternal Tree of the Elven Royal Family.

Immediately, Roger had an ominous premonition in his heart.

The goddess of nature is on top! The moon god is above! You're not going to play with me like that, are you? Roger roared madly in his heart, he didn't want to be a Night Elf under his command, after all, the Night Elf and the Drow Elf looked very similar, at least more like the Drow Elf than the Forest Elf, and even the ability was close. No matter from that point of view, the Night Elves with the ability to stealth at night are very suitable for nocturnal professions, but there are basically no nocturnal professions with a good reputation!

The distressed Roger was depressed, but nothing was shown on his face.

The stone used by the Great Elder to build the altar seems to have been carved in advance, and the elf quickly built the Hero Altar.

"I said, Great Elder, does this altar have to be open?" Roger looked at the newly built altar very depressed, is it okay for important buildings to be placed in the open air like this?

"Of course, it's okay to build it indoors, but it's definitely better for me to build it in the middle of the square, so that no one can sneak in and destroy the altar." The Great Elder was very calm, in his opinion, it was built in the open air, leaving an open space around it, and due to the magic of the altar, no one could sneak around and destroy the altar. On the contrary, it is built indoors, and as long as you assassinate the guards, you can destroy the altar without realizing it, which is even more unsafe.

The altar of the druids was a statue of the goddess of nature, and for some reason, Roger always felt as if the idol was smiling faintly at him, but when he looked closely, there was nothing.

In fact, both Roger and Luna felt that it would be better for the Grand Elder to be the lord of the new city, but the Grand Elder resolutely resigned on the grounds of his advanced age, and Luna had already established himself as a hero at the royal altar of the Elven King City, and was really unfit to be the lord of the city.

Theoretically, even a first-level new professional can become a hero, but in fact, each force chooses a ruler and a legendary-level powerhouse to be promoted to become a hero. You must know that the hero is the commander of the alchemy creature army, and it would be funny if the army fell apart because the hero was too weak and was assassinated. What's more, an altar can only identify up to eight heroes at the same time, and only four heroes can leave soul marks for emergency teleportation in times of crisis, so heroes must be promoted carefully.

Originally, the Great Elder planned to wait for Roger to be promoted to the Legendary level and then go to find the seeds of the Tree of Life, but now that he had obtained it in advance, time did not wait for anyone, and the Great Elder rushed to the shelves for Roger to go directly to the top.

Beckoning the fireball to his shoulder, Roger slowly walked to the altar and silently closed his eyes.

The system sent a prompt on time.

"The presence of the Hero Altar was detected, did you communicate that the Altar was promoted to Hero?"

Hawkers, originally the promotion hero should have left a soul mark on the altar of communication, and it probably took a lot of effort, but now the system can help, and Roger directly clicked on it.

"The soul sigil begins to be extracted."

Roger felt a fever in his head, and a complex rune appeared from Roger's forehead. Seeing that the rune flew up from Roger's forehead and successfully imprinted on the ball in the hand of the Goddess of Nature Statue, the Great Elder below couldn't help but pluck off a strand of his beard in surprise: This speed is too fast, isn't it? Luna on the side didn't know, she communicated with the altar herself when she was promoted to hero, and she didn't know how much time it took.

Successfully imprinting the soul mark on the hero altar, Roger's eyes widened in curiosity, staring closely at the imprint of himself on the ball in the hand of the goddess of nature.

In the afterglow of the perspective, he faintly saw the goddess statue and smiled again, and Roger immediately looked over. That's right! The goddess is really laughing!

Seeing that the goddess not only smiled, but also noticed Roger's gaze, the goddess also winked at Roger, Roger couldn't help but be a little dazed.

What's going on? The Goddess is coming?

Before Roger could come back to his senses, a burst of intense light erupted from the statue of the goddess, and the light quickly converged on Roger's body, and then turned into a pillar of light that penetrated the heavens and the earth.

"Oops." The Great Elder accidentally plucked off a strand of his beard. Luna also notices that something is wrong.

A series of unexpected situations made the two look at each other silently.

"It is said that every time a new hero is promoted, the gods of the faction will watch, which should be a good thing." The Great Elder put away his plucked beard with some heartache and said helplessly.

Luna nodded silently as she looked at Roger and the overwhelmed fireball as she slowly floated up.

I haven't heard of any bad things in hero promotions, so it shouldn't matter.

Roger was not worried at all as he floated in mid-air, the pillar of light that enveloped him gave him a familiar feeling, and although he couldn't remember when, the warmth from his heart was obviously not a bad thing.

Hero promotion, officially begins!

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