The city guards and the temple did not receive any further information from the two counts, Gordon and Raymond, and let the two men leave on their own. They also had to concentrate on the huge hole that Zakaria had made. Knowing that the city had such a huge underground network that they could easily hide, they had to be busy.

Having eliminated Zakaria, one of the sons of God, and also divided the entire group of dark elves from the Death One Sect, tonight's results put Gordon in a good mood. However, he also knew that after the death of Zakaria, the situation of the two factions within the Death One Zhi Sect would become a thing of the past, and although the overall strength of the cult was weakened, the other leader, Alain, who was also the son of God. Telver, I'm afraid that after integrating the internal forces, it will be able to pose a greater threat to the city of Freiris.

Gordon knew that he couldn't relax, and he had to hurry up and use the sonic stones on the dark magic totem he bought tonight to strengthen his strength.

And the other man who survived tonight's attack, the Count of Raymond, apparently did not live as fully as Gordon. Apart from pouring out all the negativity on Gordon, the Earl didn't do anything else after a night of tossing and turning.

"Bastard! Damn it! That idiot whose whole family should be stewed by ogres! A bastard born of a mother who was raped by a quasai demon! ”

He never fell asleep, and even after getting up with dark circles and bloodshot eyes, Count Raymond continued to curse Gordon. Because of that guy, he lost a right-hand man he had just recruited not long ago, as well as a large fortune that he might get in the future. What made Count Raymond's heart ache even more was that he had spent countless family fortunes and efforts. Even with the help of a large part of the mother's family, the elite aristocratic private army was created - not loyal to the Phoenix family. Rather, allegiance to him Raymond. Antom. Morality. The Phoenix armed forces were also completely wiped out.

Of the one hundred and twenty-two. There are eight battle mages, ten priests of Kord, the god of power, and many other elite warriors, marksmen, and wanderers......

The thought of the death of these proud warriors, who would be able to help him in the future in a great way, were all killed by the indiscriminate attacks of Zakaria and Gordon, Count Raymond felt both heartache and anger.

"Nope! You can't just leave it at that! I want revenge! I'm going to make Gordon. Freeman lost his reputation, his wealth, his title, his woman, his one! ”

The desire for revenge began to spread from the chest, and it could no longer be suppressed. Count Raymond got up from his large bed and grabbed a bottle of wine from the bedside. Drink it all.

Under the influence of alcohol, his brain was a little smoky, but his anger finally died down, and he began to plan how to take revenge.

"Thanks to the precious item 'Rock Illusion', I was able to avoid that chaos...... Hmph, the 'Rock Illusion' is from the halfling legendary illusionist Harlem. Light-footed masterpiece, Gordon. No matter how powerful Freeman is, it is impossible to see through his disguise. Count Raymond muttered to himself.

"And at that time, after Gordon had killed Zakaria. Attention was immediately drawn to the dark elves and the strange women who followed them, and it was impossible to notice their own situation......" thought Count Raymond, "yes! That strange woman! ”

Count Raymond remembered the power of the woman, and he hid himself far away. He was almost affected by it, unable to manipulate the rock illusion, and then manifested. This Count Monsieur for the coat of arms of the family. The genealogy of the nobility is well understood. Worthy of the word expert. But the understanding of religion and gods can only be said to be general. Perhaps he would be able to recognize powerful gods such as Melidia and Bahamut, who had a deep influence on the world. But it is impossible to recognize the crow's queen as a secretive and low-key deity.

So he just relied on his barren knowledge and judgment to classify the crow queen as "some evil goddess".

Because Count Raymond witnessed the whole process of Gordon as the agent of the Raven Queen, obtaining half of the Demon Heart from the side of the Dark Elves. Therefore, he believed that since it was a god who wanted to obtain the heart of a demon, it must be evil.

"Hmph...... Gordon colludes with the Evil God and makes a deal with the Dark Elves of the Death Faction to bring the terrible Demon Heart back into the hands of the wicked. Such an act was enough for him to be brought to the Inquisition, and finally die from the scorching flames of the Heavenly Realm. ”

The more Count Raymond thought about it, the more excited he became.

As soon as he thought that the man who had caused him a heavy loss and was likely to get his cousin Ji'er would be ruined in the future and would definitely die, he became excited!

"Very well, I must make this secret public, so that the whole of Ferreton knows about Gordon. Freeman's true face. Let Ji'er understand that she has been deceived by the rhetoric of an evil mage! When the time comes, I'll be sure to comfort you, cousin, hehe......"

After the excitement, how to use the "truth" he has to bring down Gordon has become Count Raymond's primary goal.

Although this Earl is arrogant and arrogant, empty-eyed and lacks real talent, he is still very proficient in the aristocratic class since he was a child. If you want Gordon to be ruined, it is naturally impossible to think that you can achieve your goal by stupidly going to the royal arbitrator, who specializes in the crimes of the nobility, to accuse him.

And although Count Raymond despised Gordon from the bottom of his heart, he also knew that the identity of the other party was not simple. He wore the title of hero of the battle of the orcs on his head, and was personally received by the emperor Xià. The remnants of Grand Duke Antello are on good terms, and they have deceived Ji'er into turning around.

Such a nobleman is equivalent to having layers of thick protective film. In the absence of conclusive evidence, verbal accusations alone may lead to burning, rather than being convicted.

And it just so happened that Count Raymond, apart from his own testimony, did not have conclusive evidence that the mage of the Freeman family colluded with the evil gods.

It is rare to see people like Gordon who always have an extra heart eye and a few images to record crystal balls at any time.

"Humph! No matter how popular that Northland hillbilly is, not everyone in Freiris likes him. Count Raymond's narrow eyes flashed with a gleam. He remembered a man who hated Gordon as much as he did—the Archbishop of the Diocese of Summer, the Temple of the Dawn, Isabella. Ms. Dudeka.

"As long as the archbishop believes me, then the whole thing is half the battle!"

Count Raymond believed that with the power and prestige of that lady, as well as the huge resources in his hands, he would definitely be able to dig further with the information he provided, and finally find evidence of Gordon's collusion with the evil gods and cultists. I don't have to do anything to sit back and watch Gordon fall into disrepute.

Thinking of this, Count Raymond could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart. He took pen and paper, wrote a letter with a trembling hand, sealed it with wax, and stamped it with his ring.

It was four o'clock in the middle of the night, and dawn was approaching. Count Raymond glanced out the window at the city of Freiris sleeping in the dark, and said to himself, "Come on, as long as Gordon is solved, the dawn that belongs to me will come." ”

Since the time was not right, Count Raymond did not visit Lady Dudika himself, but asked his henchman to set off immediately to deliver the letter to the Temple of Dawn. By about nine o'clock in the morning, Ms. Dudika, who had risen early to perform the prayer service, must have read the letter, and it would not be too late for him to visit it himself.

After seeing his butler, dressed in a black cloak, riding out of the courtyard on horseback, and running to the end of the street, Count Raymond's heart finally dropped a large stone. He was in a mood of excitement and interest, so he asked the maid to summon a few of his concubines and prepare the bed to exercise until dawn.

When Count Raymond was singing in the middle of the night, Lady Dudeka, whom he had placed high hopes on, woke up in a nightmare.

She sat up and looked around.

In the dark bedroom, only the sound of his own heavy panting.

Ms. Dudika wiped her forehead, feeling that her body was sticky and greasy because of the cold sweat that came out of her sleep, and she was extremely uncomfortable. She got out of bed, went to the window, and pulled back the curtains.

A gust of night breeze poured in. Even though it was close to early summer, she still felt a chill to the bone.

The archbishop of the Temple of Dawn remembered the dream he had just had.

The entire heavenly dome was dyed blood-red by the power of chaos, and the flaming meteorite dragged long smoke and blasted into the earth. The fertile fields were reduced to nothing, the green forests were reduced to scorched tree stumps, the palaces and walls collapsed, and the whole kingdom wept in ruins. Cracks in space are torn open one after another, and monsters from the dark corners of this multiverse, far beyond the imagination of ordinary people, walk in the land ravaged by fire and death. They slash, they devour, they destroy a creature that dares to resist.

And hiding behind these extraterritorial evils, commanding them to conquer and destroy the world, is a group of even more terrifying beings.

"They are faceless, they are formless, they are nameless, they are the shadows of terror born out of nothingness, they want to make the whole world ...... forever"

Madame Dudeka's voice trembled as she repeated the prophecy she had heard from the cardinals, and her body froze.

Starting this year, all the clergy of the Temple of Dawn and above will have the same nightmare as Dudika tonight from time to time. It's unusual for the picture to be so clear, the process so detailed, so creepy, and a nightmare of fear.

Not only the Temple of Dawn, but also the Archbishops of the Platinum Temple and the Temple of the Law have experienced similar nightmares repeatedly. These temple leaders believed that these nightmares were a warning to them from the gods. In order to deal with the impending catastrophe, all faithful servants of the good gods should take action. (To be continued......)