The nest that has gone out of control......

Bud? Wendell was stunned for a moment before realizing what the other party was referring to.

"It's the ...... underground in the eastern region of the Plains of the Holy Spirit," he looked up, looking at Gawain and Viscount Andrew, "Looks like you've found its entrance?" ”

"The 'entrance' doesn't matter anymore, the entire area of Solinburg has been taken over by a huge plant that has spread from the ground, and I am afraid it is the product of some kind of out-of-control technology of yours," Gawain said bluntly, "and your only chance now is to find out what is going on there—and come back alive." ”

Bud? Wendell closed his eyes slightly: he didn't seem to have any other choice.

"I see," he bowed his head, "I accept this opportunity." ”

"Very well," Gawain glanced at Viscount Andrew, then nodded to Bard, "then relax now, at least for this moment, you can be out of prisoner status for a while." Next, I have a few more things to ask you. ”

The squire quickly moved a chair and asked Bard to sit down in the center of the room, while Viscount Andrew left the room on official business, and when only Gawain and the former Typhon Wolf General were left here, the atmosphere was dull for a while, until Gawain took the initiative to break the silence: "Actually, I have always been curious about what the once promising Wolf General went through to become a cultist of the end of all things - even the transcendent profession has changed from a god-favored knight to a dark druid." ”

Bard sat up straight in his chair, perhaps because he had something to do, or perhaps because his decadence seemed to have subsided in the face of the ruler of an "enemy country." Hearing Gawain's question, the man who had hidden a lot of secrets was silent at first, but after a few seconds, he let out a soft sigh.

There were some things that he would never have planned to mention again, but when he saw the news of Gawain's coronation in the newspapers, and saw the huge skull that had been processed into a throne, the things that he had insisted on became insignificant.

"Your Majesty, have you ever had faith?" He asked, looking into Gawain's eyes.

Gawain smiled slightly: "If there is a certain belief as a belief, I have it, but if you are referring to a specific god, then I don't." ”

"Then you must not be able to understand what it means for a person's faith to collapse instantly," Bard shook his head with a wry smile, "especially when experiencing life and death......

"As much as I'd love to correct your narrow perception of 'faith' right now, I'm more interested in your 'collapse of faith,'" Gawain adjusted his seat, leaned back in his chair, and looked at the wolf general who had fallen from a devout believer in the god of war to a dark druid, "Let me guess what you're up against...... The truth of the gods? Did you find out that the god you believe in is dead, or do you find out that He is just a man-eating monster? ”

Bard's eyes widened suddenly, and he stared at Gawain: "Why are you ......?"

"Do you think you're the only one facing the so-called truth and carrying the so-called mission? The world is so vast, why does all the truth happen to be in the hands of a dark sect. ”

Bud breathed heavily, and it took a long time for him to finally calm down, and he closed his eyes with a self-deprecating smile on his face: "Then we're still a joke......"

"This joke is not small," Gawain shook his head, "tell me about you, how the hell did you become like this?" ”

Bard closed his eyes tightly, and the images in his mind flashed through his mind—

He remembered that it was a cold winter, and the Winterwolf Castle-Longwind Fortress confrontation area was icy and snowy, it was the coldest winter he had ever experienced, for nearly half a month, and it would snow almost every day.

He remembered that the Knights were patrolling the border in the snow and ice that day, and the sudden wind and snow interfered with the vision, and the soldiers deviated from the route in search of shelter......

He remembered that it was a brief encounter between the soldiers and the Ansu Knights near the Paramel Heights, and that the fierce battle in the snow and wind lasted only a short time, and after realizing that the situation was unfavorable, he led his men to break south and try to return to Typhon's side from the hilly terrain at the end of the Dark Mountains......

He remembered the sudden attack, at the end of the Dark Mountains, near the wasteland of Gondor, the exhausted Knights were attacked by the monsters that seemed to be flesh and blood, monsters kept pouring in from the direction of the wasteland, the Knights were outnumbered, he killed monster after monster after monster, until the sword shattered, until the last comrade beside him fell......

He also fell, a fatal wound to the heart, theoretically impossible to survive, but he reopened his eyes, and when he reopened them, he was lying in what looked like a magic laboratory, with catheters inserted all over his body, half of his body soaked in solution, surrounded by black-robed men walking around, and someone next to him loudly announcing the success of the experiment......

“…… I've been one of them ever since," Bard said as he recalled, having opened his eyes, and then, in front of Gawain, he unwrapped his shirt on his chest, revealing the cost of resurrection, "This is their 'gift' to me. ”

Gawain frowned, he saw Bard? Wendell's chest was covered with a steel plate, and the bloody skin on the edge of the steel plate had an ugly scar and several stitches spreading out in the direction of the artery, looking rather creepy.

"The soldier was startled by the fact that he had to be checked when he changed his clothes in prison, and I explained that it was the result of an accident in a magical experiment, but something even more terrible he hadn't seen yet......"

Bard laughed, and gently tapped the side of the steel plate several times with a special technique, and with the click of the mechanical lock opening, the steel plate opened in response, revealing an even more amazing structure inside: a transparent flexible substance wrapped around his chest, as if some kind of vesicle was stored in it with a translucent solution, a heart mixed with flesh and metal parts floated in the solution, beating regularly, and a series of auxiliary pipes and magic runes could be seen next to the heart, The glimmer of light from the latter illuminated Bard's entire ribcage.

This thing should have been running for years, and it looks like it's going to continue to work.

"They implanted you with an artificial heart?" Gawain frowned, he was not surprised by the biochemical technology of the Society of the End of All Things, after all, it was an organization that could create artificial gods, and it was not surprising that it had mastered the manufacturing and transplantation technology of artificial organs, and even in the secular transcendent organizations outside the Society of the End of Everything, similar technology existed-

Some aging mages and extreme druids will prolong their lives through various biochemical modifications or transcendent rituals, and princes and nobles will not refuse to use implants to improve their declining bodily functions.

He was puzzled, was it Bud? Is it only because of this heart that Wendell became a dark druid?

"You're trying to repay the favor?" Gawain frowned and looked at Bard, "I'm afraid it's more than that, right?" ”

“…… They implanted not only this heart, but also the 'knowledge' that came into my mind with this heart," Bard shook his head, "Ordinary hearts can't power the bodies of high-level transcendents, so they used something called the 'Divine Factor' to make it, and these Divine Factors ...... Carrying the knowledge of the gods.

"From that day on, I spent three whole years in the dungeon of the Society of the End of All Things, accompanied by darkness and nightmares, in which I looked directly at those unspeakable monsters, I called on my god of war, but I could only sink myself deeper in the nightmare, I saw their malice, I saw their madness, I saw them calculate the moment of the end in the palace of false chaos......

"At the end, I thought I was dead, dying in severe physical and soul rejection, and the priest who was in charge of my care even dragged me to the laboratory to wait for my death to be autopsied, but at the last moment, I woke up from a nightmare.

"I have lost faith in the God of War – not just from my own inner level, but from the inside out, and all the talent and power that I have once blessed with the God of War has vanished.

"Then I'll become a doomed priest, as you can see."

Bard's memories were over, and Gawain frowned, digesting the amount of information in the other party's words.

Vaguely, he guessed the purpose of the experiments of the Doomers on Bard.

Those cultists forcibly destroyed Bard's "Psychic Seal" by means of surgery and spiritual transformation! Snatched a "Divine Favorite" from the realm of the God of War!

This genius and devilish experiment reminded him of the disobedient and the persistent "ghosts" mentioned by Veronica.

Judging from the information he had so far, he was almost certain that there were rebels in the depths of the Society of the End of All Things.

Gawain put his hand on the table, his index finger subconsciously tapped lightly on the table, his gaze swept over the beating artificial heart in Bud's chest, and he suddenly felt some emotion in his heart-

The person in front of him should have been just an "experiment" in the eyes of the cultists of the end of all things.

Cultists who are completely crazy and disobedient who have gone out of control will not care what status a person has in the secular world, and they choose Bard? Wendell, probably just valued the latter's value as experimental material, if Bard's identity as a "wolf general" still has any meaning in the eyes of those cultists, then I am afraid that it also promoted the deterioration of the relationship between Typhon and Ansu by the way, and even added firewood to the subsequent sharp increase in internal pressure and contradictions in Ansu.

Considering the conspiracy a little, Gawain suspected that Bard was in the first place? Wendell and his men's attacks by the Aberrations near the Dark Mountains were all arranged by the cultists - the Eventual Death Society undoubtedly has a secret and complex connection to the Gondor Wasteland, and the only surprise is that they already had the ability to drive some of the deviants away from the Great Wall so many years ago...... Perhaps, Bard? Was Wendell's attack the first attempt to destroy and infiltrate the Great Wall when everything ends?

It was a huge, complex, and secretive plan, surprising in time and space, but Gawain was not so surprised if it was the work of one or a few "rebels."

They can do one thing for a thousand years, and they can do one thing for a thousand years.

"Disobedient...... Gawain took a light breath, his gaze seemed to fall into the distance, "What a horrible group of ghosts......

……

Veronica – or Ophelia? Norton, standing in the square of St. Luan's Cathedral at the moment, looked at the nuns assembled in front of him with a blank expression.

After completing the re-establishment of order in the Cathedral of the Light and assisting the White Knights in taking over the Northern Church, she traveled to the South with the second group of "migratory teams", and at the invitation of Patriarch Wright, she arrived at the White Knights' training base, which was once the headquarters of the South Diocese, Lu'an City.

The first purpose of her visit was to observe the training process of the White Knights and the new equipment of the Holy Light, and the second purpose was to see the newly formed nuns of the Southern Church and promote the nuns in accordance with the new doctrine and canons to other dioceses in the empire.

The disobedient of yesteryear, today's princess of the Holy Maiden slowly moved her gaze, and the young nuns puffed up their chests in her gaze, their expressions serious and serious - they were dressed in uniform white priestly robes, their costumes had obviously been modified to facilitate movement, and they held in their hands a metal staff that was almost a man tall, and the metal staff had a strange mechanical and runic structure at both ends, which was obviously a kind of new magic equipment......

In addition to the staffs necessary for the clergy, each nun is equipped with a lightweight magic terminal arm guard and a mechanically wrapped fist gauntlet, and a prayer book and potion bottle around her waist - of course, the holy emblem of being a clergy is also essential, and the holy emblem is printed on each nun's combat backpack.

"The combat backpack is lightweight and has aesthetics and comfort in mind...... Wright said next to Veronica.

"So...... Veronica, holding the platinum scepter, said slowly, "this is the Sisters who have just finished training here in the South?" ”

"The official name is 'Martial Sisters', and the leaders of each battle echelon are called 'War Nuns,'" Wrett nodded, "They are indeed new to training, but they are already reliable priests, and each girl is a resolute and brave warrior of the Light, who should be able to faithfully spread the gospel of the Light and the new order of the Empire." ”

Veronica felt like she had been fluctuating for hundreds of years: "...... Is that thing in their hands the tool they use to spread the gospel? ”

"Yes, the tentative name is 'Gospel Angel,'" Wright nodded proudly, a smile on his face, "When you don't fire, you can use it as a wand—a spell that unleashes the healing of the Holy Light." ”

When not firing, it can be used as a wand......

Veronica/Ophelia took a soft breath and closed her eyes slightly.

O Cecil...... What a horrible bunch of guys.

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