After a discordant with Clement, Sigma's mood suddenly became very irritable.

Only then did he feel the pressure of the mountain on his shoulders - it was not a comfortable job to find a spy, it meant doubt and calculation...... Doubt those who do not want to doubt, calculate those who do not want to calculate.

He closed the door to his room, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, resonated with death, and began to contact the vampire Quinn.

The necromancer got straight to the point: "How is the decipherment of the contents of that torture going?" ”

"That's too difficult, Your Highness, we've never done this kind of thing before, after all, it's too appalling to analyze and restore the scene at that time from the changes in various indicators such as human blood flow rate and bone vibration." Quinn replied, "We need a lot of time to study and discuss, it's too difficult. ”

"Hurry up......," Sigma said silently, "Also, I'm going to take a look at what you've achieved, and tell me everything you've deciphered so far, right now." ”

"Your will...... Your Highness. Quinn replied, "The whole content is too much to convey in the way of resonating death qi, but fortunately, I have recovered a little strength, and I can use the blood clan secret method to manipulate the qi element to build a sonic ball, and completely store the qiē sound that happened at that time, Your Highness can sense the flow direction of the dead qi in my body and the details of the negative energy convergence to construct the sound wave ball, and then use the necromancy secret method to copy one yourself, with His Highness's amazing talent, this matter is easy." ”

Sigma agreed, and when he opened his eyes, his black eyes suddenly became dark and deep, and the wonderful and indissoluble connection between the necromancer and the undead power allowed his spiritual power to cross the talisman-strewn Papal Palace and the heavily defended Thorn Iron Prison, and sense the energy of a vampire in the depths of the prison. Slowly, a small blood-colored ball slowly emerged from his right hand. Spinning non-stop......

The necromancer's eyes returned to their original state, and his right hand squeezed slightly. The blood cells burst, and the sound waves were pulled into a line and went directly into his ears without a trace of leakage fluctuations.

The first thing that came to mind was the indifferent but impressive low voice of the Grand Adjudicator.

"I need you to wake up!"

The sound of body tearing, followed by heart-rending screams, was so terrible that one could tell that the shouter was in intense pain.

Immediately afterwards, Clement's cold and angry voice rang out: "Are you awake?" I know you. Robert, I know everybody in the Inquisition, but I didn't expect it...... You're from the Temple! ”

The tortured person gasped and screamed heavily, and the human sense of pain was mostly the same, and when it was hurt, it would feel severe pain, and then scream and struggle, the difference between mortals and warriors was that the latter could endure it.

The Templar disciple seemed to be a warrior...... In charge of the torture was Clement himself. The torture personally carried out by the head of this thorny iron prison and even the entire religious inquisition, even if it is an ordinary appetizer-style good morning bite - I mean the wake-up service is not a pain that ordinary people can bear lightly.

But after he screamed a few times. Slowly, he overcame the pain with his will, and there was a laugh that didn't mean anything.

Crément did not become angry and did not act immediately. Instead, he said coldly: "You are working in the Thorn Iron Prison, how many sets of punishments are there here." List how many kinds of torture techniques there are, and how many torture instruments are in the collection. You should know what to expect. Also, you should know my personality, my skills, and my style. You must understand what I want to know, say it, and you can die immediately without any pain. ”

"Don't have to suffer any pain?" The Templar's voice was distorted by the wound just now, but he laughed out loud, "You're wrong...... His Excellency Clement. We are not afraid of any pain, because we are already carrying the most intense pain. This kind of suffering is far beyond the torture that can be brought about by a single punishment in the world, because it is not physical torture, but inner torture and condemnation, which comes from the depths of our hearts......"

He gritted his teeth and hissed: "This pain is beyond your imagination, dear Acting Pope, we are the chosen ones of fate, in order to accomplish the great plan of the Divine Nature, to bear on our shoulders the sins of the world, we do not ask for approval, we do not ask for anything in return, but we want this body to burn forever with the fire of silence, to destroy this scarred body and all the sins of the world, so that evil will disappear forever in this land...... What is left to mankind is an infinitely better future, and what is left to us is the whole world, including our own ...... Spit on! ”

The Grand Inquisitionist said indifferently: "But I only saw a group of madmen who tried to destroy the Holy See...... They did not hesitate to harm the innocent, slaughter the weak, and even wanted to free the monsters in the Thorn Iron Prison and turn the holy city into purgatory. ”

"If that's the case, we're not afraid to do more!" The Templar disciples seemed to be struggling with their bodies, and their voices became feverish, and he exclaimed, "The sacred mission is up to us, and the necessary sins must be accomplished!" If you hypocrites don't dare to do it, leave it to us! ”

The acting pope laughed angrily: "I have never seen such a brazen person...... Can even sinful killings be called sacred? Could the Templar disciple who killed people with the Exploding Demon Prop and caused chaos in the Holy City also be a holy warrior? He's just a demon who takes pleasure in killing, like all murderers in the world, cowardly, cruel and bloodthirsty, and you should really listen to his screaming and wailing......"

"But my light still shines, my faith remains strong, and my soul remains pure!" The Temple disciples spoke in a sonorous and firm and unshakable tone, "My soul sues me, I have done no wrong!" The Holy See is already sliding into the dark abyss, seemingly infinite and respected, but in fact it is imprisoning the souls of the Terrans, controlling the beliefs of the Terrans, and confusing their souls! The future of humanity belongs to the power of magic with infinite possibilities! The existence of the Holy See will only exacerbate the opposition between Light and Magic! As a paladin, I owe my loyalty to the Light and to the Holy See, but before those two. I'm human, and I'm supposed to fight for the Terrans! ”

"I don't know what to say...... "The Grand Judge snorted." And my soul tells me that you are a bunch of madmen who want to ruin the Holy See. The one who wants to be bad for Cloudsdale is the enemy I must kill, and my job is to protect this church, and I don't mind getting my hands dirty for that......"

"So you went on a killing spree, tortured to extract confessions, used forbidden techniques, staged a coup d'état, and conspired with the big red clothes. Or even imprison the Pope? And this qiē is to protect the Holy See? You say you're going to do more of this? The Templar disciple burst out laughing, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, and he grinned, full of sarcasm and mockery, "Then according to this logic...... Great Clement Majesty, you seem to be on the same page with us. ”

There was a brief silence, followed by the screams of the Templars in even greater agony, and Clement did not make a sound. But judging from the screams of the torturers, the current Grand Judge is angry.

"Don't take advantage of your tongue...... It's easy to remind me of another bastard cub who is cheaper than your mouth, and it doesn't do you any good other than make you suffer more. Crément's voice became deeper than ever. I'll give you another chance...... Temple disciples. Where is the light of ruining miè? And also...... Who is the undercover agent hiding in the deepest part of Cloudsdale to direct the operation and give you advice! ”

The Templars coughed loudly and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. His voice became hoarse and his speech was slurred. It was hard to imagine how much pain and damage Clement had just caused to him, and he sneered, "When the majestic and magnificent Cloudsdale is annihilated by the light. When the faith of you pedantic hypocrites collapses, when you, the executioner, are slain...... He'll let you know who he really is! ”

"You're wasting your time...... But I! Can! In order to! Follow! You! Consume! ”

The last sound was the most horrible roar of Clement that Sigma had ever heard, followed by the screams of the Templars, the sound of the Light healing flesh, and the sound of bodies being torn apart.

Then there was a murmur, and the contents of the sonic ball came to an end.

"There's a subtle feeling of being shot...... Sigma touched her cheek, then shivered slightly.

He felt that once the priesthood had abandoned the lower limit...... They would be the best torture specialists, just as necromancers are good at forensics. These clergy with healing powers are well suited to some torture work...... Because they don't have to worry about the trouble of the prisoner being broken, they can let go of their hands and feet and try boldly, after all, the healing effect of the holy power is there, and if the prisoner is accidentally broken, it can be repaired.

The necromancer thought wildly, calming his uneasiness.

The wrath of the legendary powerhouse...... Although it is not a direct face, even listening to the translated audio, you can feel the oppressive force that rushes to your face, and it makes your soul tremble.

Even Quinn took the initiative to talk: "Your Highness...... To be honest, I kind of admire that guy. In the face of such an angry Clement, I would not have been so calm, these so-called Templar disciples are really a terrible group of people. ”

Of course...... The Templar Disciples were a horrible bunch of madmen.

Sigma didn't answer, and calmly replied, "Continue the deciphering work...... I hope you do as well as you can, don't let me down, and I won't let you down. ”

After Quinn stepped down, Sigma severed the link to death, sat up, stunned, as he expected, the audio obtained from the dark creatures did not reveal the truth, but made the situation more confusing, the audio only had a part of the beginning, the content was incomplete, missing vital points, and the correctness of the audio itself was also questionable, and sometimes what was heard was not necessarily true.

"If you're not...... Sigma shook her fingertips, "who could it be...... And Honorius, who has never been seen, the leader of the Greyfriars, does he also play any crucial role, even ......"

The necromancer scratched his hair in annoyance—he knew little about the third legendary powerhouse of the Holy See, had never met, had never come into contact, and had only made an impression from the descriptions of others...... Cannot be used as an exact reference.

Honorius ...... Is there any suspicion?

He left Cloudsdale on the orders of the Pope, set a trap under the pretext of escorting the canonical materials, and brought one of the only two legendary holy equipment in the Holy See, hoping to catch the Templar disciples who came to intercept him by surprise...... But he was also involved in Clement's coup plot against His Majesty the Pope, turning the Archangel into a prison and leaving at such a critical moment - if he was a Templar spy, the consequences would be too severe......

While he was thinking, the necromancer's expression suddenly moved, the door was violently pushed open, and Clement rushed in, with a hint of shock in his eyes that could not be concealed: "Honorius has been attacked!" He activated the legendary Holy Armor he was carrying! Then, the number of battlefields carried on that Legendary Saint Armor showed that he ...... Banished to the Outlands by the forces of space! ”

Sigma got up, and with a hint of bad premonition, he hurriedly said, "Where was the banishment?" ”

"Martian ......" Clement gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Hell! ”

The necromancer's fists clenched—the Sanctuary had a connection to aliens!

"The Templar actually holds that kind of power...... "Cremore's eyes flickered, "There's information from the Sky City that the Templar has a large reserve of obsidian and seems to have a connection to the Outlands that we don't know about...... I thought it was a few hidden spatial passages, but I didn't expect to be able to banish Honorius, who was wielding the legendary holy equipment! ”

"What's the use of talking about this now!" Sigma said urgently, "What to do! ”

"Save people, of course!" Without hesitation, Clement replied, "Honorius is the leader of the Greyfriars and the head of the Sacred Weaponry, and if something happens to Cloudsdale, then his knowledge and talent about the Sacred Weapons is an important cornerstone of the Holy See's reconstruction, and it cannot be missed!" Gotta save him! ”

Sigma said coldly, "What if this is another trap?" ”

The acting pope snapped: "Then save too!" Please use the Century Ark for rescue and rescue! Heaven will not sit idly by! ”

"And ......," the necromancer said lightly, "sue me, who goes." ”

"I'm ......" Clement stammered, he couldn't go, because he still had to sit in Cloudsdale.

He was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and turned around: "I'm going to ask him out, it's about the safety of Zenorius, and I can't care about it so much." ”

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PS1: Hey! Hello everyone! It seems like I haven't seen you in a long time! Aha, ahahaha, ahaha...... Okay, okay (holding my head and squatting), I was wrong, I can only blame the big city for being too exciting, let me be a countryman lost in it, no heart to code words, everyone please feel free, but don't hit my handsome face and smart brain, as well as flexible hands and all kinds of vital parts...... Affects the codewords and updates, really.

PS2: Ahem...... I flew back from Shanghai today, and I have returned home safely, and the cost is not small, so I have to work hard to code words in the past two months...... Well, complain a little, HNA is good everywhere, but the gourd baby OVA is so ashamed...... (To be continued......)