In an instant, the Temple disciples felt a pain in their shoulders, then their shoulder blades, their arms, and their hearts...... Quinn's arms swelled by three meters suddenly, and the bright red nails on his ten fingers swept across the whole body of the Temple disciples in turn, the Blood Prince had so much experience in dealing with the priesthood, and in a matter of moments, all his resistance was abolished!

Suddenly, even the dark creatures were caught off guard, and the temple disciples fell to the ground limply, bursting with anger, looking at Quinn, who had folded his arms and looked indifferent, his eyes seemed to be about to erupt with fire: "You...... You obviously haven't absorbed the dragon's blood, why do you still have the power to resist? No...... Do you know what you've done! You have killed your hopes of freedom with your own hands! ”

"I don't know if your temple plans are safe or not, and I'm not sure if you can be trusted, and I don't know if we'll be able to escape from Cloudsdale after desperately killing Clement......" Quinn said after a long pause, "I just know that as soon as I drink this vial of dragon blood, the undead qi entrenched in my brain will explode instantly...... What a pity, Temple disciples, your plan is perfect, your rhetoric is inflammatory, it's just, a little bit of luck, that's all. ”

"Is this a joke by the Father, or do I have a relationship with the Temple?" As soon as Quinn's words fell, footsteps sounded, and in the shadows, Sigma's smiling expression flashed, and the necromancer slowly walked towards the Templar disciples, "Why do you happen to be around as soon as you are about to do something bad?" ”

"Are you...... Sigma! The temple disciples were stunned for a moment, then gritted their teeth, "It's you ...... again."

As Quinn said, this was a perfect plan, and if it was successfully implemented, it might indeed kill Clement, and at worst, it would seriously injure him and deal a heavy blow to the Holy See...... But the Templar's luck was really bad, they didn't expect that Sigma didn't take back all the undead energy that had spread into the Thorn Iron Prison that day, and a small part of these purest death energy from the underworld remained in the bodies of these dark creatures, and was still under Sigma's control!

Looking at the smug Sigma, several dark creatures who realized their current situation looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

They found that day that the rolling dead qi fell from the sky, and these extremely pure negative energy can be refined into their own power as long as they are absorbed into their bodies - they have been imprisoned in this dark purgatory for a long time, and when they encounter this incident, they are naturally ecstatic, and they are desperately absorbing it as the only life-saving straw, but they never expect that this is the stupidest wolf in the world, and these pure death breaths are absorbed and refined by them, becoming a concrete extension of the concept of "death" in their bodies, and they are integrated with themselves. However, they are controlled by Sigma, which is equivalent to them taking the initiative to hand the dog chain tied to their necks to Sigma's hands, this uncontrolled death force can explode at any time and destroy their brains, and the most deplorable thing is that they have no way to expel this power from their bodies!

Just like in the body of every living being, there is both the vitality that symbolizes life, and the death qi that corresponds to the symbol of death, when the total amount of life exceeds the death qi, the living soul will grow and develop, when the total amount of life qi gradually exceeds the vitality, the living soul will age, and when the death qi completely swallows the vitality, the living soul will go through the whole life - these undead dead qi summoned by Sigma from the underworld have been absorbed by the dark creatures and become their own dead air!

There's nothing more stupid than that to lure a wolf in...... They signed a death pact with their own hands.

This thing was done very secretly, except for a few top powerhouses in the dark creatures who were aware of it, everyone else was unaware, when the temple disciples came in a hurry, after Sigma made up his mind, he drove the spiritual power and awakened the undead dead qi in the bodies of those top dark creatures - several strong people of the blood clan and werewolves noticed the abnormal movement of the dead air, heard the song and knew the elegant meaning, and understood the intention of the necromancer, and in the case of the small life in the hands of others, they could only obediently obey.

"What luck...... I've heard a lot of important information. Sigma's smile grew colder, "The Holy See is imprisoned on the Archangel, and Honorius left Cloudsdale on a mission...... Temple disciples, you know a lot. ”

Before the other party could reply, the necromancer nodded again: "There are also unexpected joys, such as the sentence 'Do you think the black-clothed monks will kindly move you out of the city', especially the word 'also', it is really thought-provoking and evocative, this temple disciple, do you think I have slightly integrated the words you just said in a fit of smugness, listed the suspicious points, but find out the leaking crowd, layer by layer, will I find out the big fish hidden in the upper echelons of Cloud City in your temple?" ”

The Templar disciple had a look of anger and remorse in his eyes, and he struggled desperately, as if he wanted to kill himself immediately, but the Blood Prince was too experienced, and he thought of all the possibilities when he restrained him, and at this time, the holy light in his whole body was in a state of disarray, and before he could writhe it a few times, Sigma raised his foot and stepped on it heavily, and the cold and undead dead qi poured into his body like a flood, disintegrating his last struggle.

"Listening to the explosion, the explosive maniac I caught yesterday probably didn't need to die, but luckily, I caught your big fish again, and you seem to know more than he does." The necromancer smiled faintly, "So, you can't die. ”

The Templars let out a howl of despair and rage, followed by a bitter curse.

Sigma didn't retort, and the necromancer seemed to have noticed something, and was stunned for a moment, slightly distracted.

Seeing that he was silent, Quinn felt that a good questioner was needed at this time - since he had decided to take refuge and made a key choice at a critical moment, then the so-called dignity could be thrown aside, and it was good to lick it with all his heart, and the dignity and arrogance of the so-called dark creatures were only for the weak.

So he said in a respectful tone that was neither flattering nor arrogant: "Your Highness, is there any problem? ”

"I just think that the Light ...... Sure enough, it's an idealistic energy. Sigmar stepped on the chest of the Templar disciple, and could still feel the surging light of the high-ranking paladins trying to regain peace under the guidance of the unyielding soul, waiting for the moment of counterattack, the Templar disciple had just been frantically shouting about his plan, intending to destroy the Iron Prison of Thorns, besiege the Grand Inquisitor, unleash these vicious monsters, bring havoc in Cloudsdale, and lay the groundwork for the destruction of the Light to raze the Holy City—but the holy light in his body was still thick and blazing, thick and unyielding, which was simply a wonderful irony.

He sighed and said, "I'm afraid that in his heart, letting you go out to kill and even destroy Miè Cloud City, all these many evil deeds are serving an absolutely righteous goal." He was so convinced of this, that his actions were righteous, that his holy light was still dazzling, radiating a blazing radiance...... It's terrible, the brainwashing of the temple. ”

"Exactly!" The Templar disciple vomited blood, but still laughed loudly, "All are innocent, no one deserves to die, but for a better future, some things that are obstacles must be removed...... Someone has to do evil things, and if you cowardly hypocrites don't dare to do it, then this holy judgment will be carried out by us! ”

A hint of coldness appeared in Sigma's eyes: "Obstacles? Is the Holy See an obstacle for you? ”

"It's not us, it's humanity!" The Templar disciple exclaimed, "Do you need me to reexplain how much these priests despise magic, how they reject magic, how much they hate demonic magic?" Haven't you experienced it these days? Their Pope only showed the slightest hint of funding magic technology, and was attacked by the blackfriars and grayfriars, these rotten priests, stubborn and unwilling to accept the development of the world! Fearing that the infinite brilliance of magic technology and the prospect of magic would overshadow their light, they used their prestige and appeal as the source of Nolan's faith to hinder and limit the development of magic in every way, influencing the minds of men, stifling their imaginations, and leaving free souls in the shackles of faith to be imprisoned in their wings......"

Sigma shook her head, reached out and commanded the shadow power to seal his mouth, then shrugged at Quinn, "Look, it's ......"

The Six-Winged Vampire Species laughed gloomily: "Every priest has more or less such shortcomings...... Your Highness, if you know a little about the teachings of the priesthood, you will understand that no priesthood can fully follow the teachings of the Light and become the perfect saint of the kind that is exalted in the holy scriptures, and every priesthood is a human being, and humanity is destined to be flawed. ”

He moved his slender fingers, and a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes: "If all the priests of this Holy See are the kind of saints who are admired in the Holy Scriptures to the extreme, then there is no need for us dark creatures to take action, these guys who use the Holy Light would have been cut into meat sauce by the monarchs of the Holy Empire hundreds of years ago!" ”

There was no end to this, but Sigma's eyes lit up, and his expression moved: "What do you mean......"

"Every priest will do something contrary to the teachings of the Light to a greater or lesser extent...... Either unintentionally, or intentionally. The vampire squinted at the Templar disciples at Sigma's feet and sneered, "The reason why it did not cause the Holy Light to revolt and liquidate is that there are two ways to circumvent it, the first is to repent and pray to restrengthen the heart in exchange for the understanding of the Holy Light, and the second is to ...... It's lying to yourself. Just like the one at your feet, although he shouts happily on his lips, deep down, he must still be deeply disturbed. Because he knew that no matter how whitewashed, his actions could be called evil, harming innocents, killing civilians, whatever the name, was an outright evil for the clergy...... But he used some kind of self-hypnosis or brainwashing to convince his soul that his actions were just, and to give everything for it fanatically and selflessly, so as to maintain a strong and profound cultivation of the Holy Light, and as long as his heart does not waver, the power of the Holy Light will not collapse......"

Sigma nodded thoughtfully: "But if his self-hypnosis and self-deception are exposed with strong facts......"

Quinn sneered, "Then you'll enjoy a gorgeous fireworks display...... Because lies and uneasiness accumulate, the longer he hides them, the deeper the sins he commits, and the stronger the self-deception, the more violent the backlash of the Holy Light will be when the day of reckoning will be......"

The necromancer suddenly asked, "Does this have anything to do with cultivation?" I mean, if the rank and power of the priest were strong enough, would it prevent this backlash from happening, or would it forcibly restrain him? ”

"It depends...... In the same way, the deeper the cleric's cultivation, the stronger his beliefs become, but comparatively speaking, if he still performs self-hypnosis while maintaining extremely high cultivation and deep faith, it means that the guy is planning something even more terrifying...... So the more sins he has committed and the more self-condemnation he has endured. Quinn mused, "But I haven't done anything to light a firework from a Sanctuary powerhouse, so I'm not sure...... In short, according to common sense, the stronger the clergy, the more severe the consequences of being devoured by the Holy Light, but they may use their powerful Holy Light power to forcibly suppress the Repulsion, so it is best to hurt them before inciting their psychological defenses and piercing their disguises......"

Sigma thought about it and nodded slowly: "I see, I was taught...... This Mr. Vampire has been a great help this time, and I think I have to thank ......"

"You don't have to be so polite......" Quinn just wanted to deal with a few words, and then showed his loyalty by the way, when he saw the necromancer on the other side spread his hand, and said casually: "That, you first throw me the dragon blood, moonstone, sea soul grass and other things in your hands, to be honest, it's quite bluffing, these things ......"

Quinn's expression froze, and then he smiled dryly: "Your Highness, after we recover our strength, we can suppress the riot, and we can also help Clement relieve the siege...... Anyway, our little life is in your hands......"

The necromancer's head shook like a rattle: "No, no, this Templar disciples are desperate to let you get out of trouble and go to besiege Clement, which means that they are not sure, so there is no danger to the Grand Adjudicator, it is you who are in danger...... Although I pinch your little life, if you get out of trouble, give me a cold breath, I will suffer a loss if I am caught off guard, come on, come on, obediently, give the things in your hands to my uncle, okay????????? ”R1152