Bertila, the female imam of the Society of the Dead of Everything, sat in her place, looking at the black-robed people around her with great interest, her frivolous and lax attitude stimulated the nerves of every imam on the scene, but no one stood up to accuse her of her words and deeds.

Although everyone here is the "patriarch" of the church, the same rank does not mean the same status, and everyone who has become a high-ranking member of the Church knows that this woman named Bertila has a special status and ...... in the church Meaning, no one knows what identity this woman was before she became the Imam of the Society of the End of All Things, and no one knows her real surname and origin, but everyone knows one thing, and that is that Bertila has a direct connection with the Supreme Leader of the Society of the End of All Things, the "Grand Imam", and when the Grand Imam enters a deep sleep, Bertila is the only person who can talk to him, awaken him, or convey his will.

With this peculiarity, Berthira is enough to have some privileges here.

"Gentlemen, ah, and ladies." Bertila said unhurriedly, and deliberately glanced at the two women in the black-robed man, they are not only rare female imams on the scene, but also have distinct elven characteristics, these two elf fallen druids nodded slightly after noticing Bertila's gaze, as a greeting, and at the same time said: "Bertila, what does the Grand Imam command?" ”

"The Grand Imam is still asleep, and it will take time to recover from the wear and tear caused by the pre-synchronization with the 'False God Body', so I'll listen to you on behalf of the High Imam," Beltila leaned back in her chair, and the massive roots and tentacles of her lower body extended and grew with a chilling subtle grinding sound, slowly piercing into the ground like a dip into the ground to absorb nutrients, her eyes narrowing in the process, her voice tinged with pleasure, "So, who is in charge of monitoring the wasteland during this time?" ”

"It's me," said an emaciated man with a face as calm as steel, "I'm in charge of monitoring. ”

"Thankfully, Sheikh Heaton, he's a capable man," Bertila said cheerfully, "and did you expect those aberrations to suddenly run out and storm the Typhonians' borders?" ”

"It was an accident," said the fallen druid, known as the Imam of Heaton, with an expressionless face, "the activities of the lower aberrations are irregular, and the changes of the Great Wall are unpredictable, and even the Silver Empire cannot monitor the entire barrier ...... 100%"

"Well, Sheak Heaton, you're not good at making excuses," Berthira interrupted Heaton, "it's true that we can't control the whole Great Wall, but we can control something else...... Those monsters were supposed to be sent to attack Cecil's collar, right? ”

After a brief silence and standoff, Heaton finally spoke: "Cecil is a threat. ”

Bertila unceremoniously interrupted him, "But I warned you that now is not the time to deal with the resurrected one!" We're drawing attention to what we've exposed to the world! ”

"So we didn't take it personally, and Cecil led the Gondor Wasteland to face it head-on - it would be a matter of course for it to be destroyed by the monsters in the Gondor Wasteland, without arousing anyone's suspicion."

"But those monsters have run to Typhon's borders, Heath Don Chief," Bertila said almost verbatimally, "and when we had our companions drive those monsters to the rift of the Dark Mountains, did you ever think that those brainless freaks would get lost at the foot of the mountain and then split up and wander right under the noses of the Typhonians?" Have you ever wondered how a monster attack on the border between Ansu and Typhon would affect the situation in both countries? Have you ever wondered what will happen to you after all of this? My dear Sheh Don Provo-"

"I'll go to the Abyss of Flesh and be judged by the Grand Imam," Heaton looked at Bertila with a blank expression, and waited until the other party finished speaking before he said lightly, "It's my fault, but I still don't change my opinion—the Cecil Territory is a threat, the resurrected Duke is a threat, and he is not just about building a Pioneer Territory......

"Of course he's a threat!" Berthira suddenly raised her voice, "Do you think only you can tell?" ”

Heaton was finally stunned, he stared into Bertila's eyes, and slowly asked, "What do you mean?" ”

"He's a threat, but so what? Isn't the Gondor Wasteland a threat? Aren't aberrations a threat? Aren't we taking advantage of such threats? As she spoke, Bertila's gaze swept over everyone, and it was clear that she was not just speaking to Heaton, but to everyone in the scene, "A threat doesn't have to be eliminated, a threat that is properly used is a sharp sword." ”

The two elven female patriarchs sitting opposite Berthira spoke at the same time: "What is the use value of Gawain Cecil?" ”

"It's a war machine, he's building a war machine," Beltila's eyes showed a chill, "Although we don't have too much clear information, and we can't understand what his thinking is, there is no doubt about one thing - Cecil Collar can grow into a bone grinder that can produce countless flesh and blood corpses in a short period of time......"

The fallen druids exchanged glances, and the people who could sit here were not stupid, they had vaguely guessed the true intentions of Bertila, or the "Grand Imam" standing behind Beltila.

"The change of events between Ansu and Typhon was indeed an accident, but it doesn't matter, we have a lot of options," Bertila smiled, "The Grand Imam may be asleep, but his wise mind has already deduced for us the next course of action—war, which will always break out no matter what. ”

Then, Bertila slowly stood up, and the roots of her lower body slowly retracted: "Lerna, Filna, the Grand Imam orders you to activate the alternative plan in Typhon. ”

The two elven female patriarchs smiled at the same time, "We like alternatives. ”

"Imam Clement, Grand Imam has ordered you to initiate the arrangement in Ansu. Remember, don't alarm the she-wolf of the Wilder family in the north. ”

A man with his face hidden in a black hood stood up and bowed slightly: "Follow the will of the Grand Imam." ”

"As for you, Imam Heaton," Bertila finally looked at Heaton, who was sitting next to her, but her face was devoid of the initial mockery and sarcasm, "although we have an alternative, the mistake you have made can only be described as stupid, and the Grand Imam is very unhappy with your self-indulgence and blind confidence, so you will go to the Abyss of Flesh and receive the punishment of sacrifice for three days and three nights." ”

Heaton bowed his head slightly, not to Bertila, but to the will of the Grand Imam: "I have nothing to say. ”

Bertila snorted, then continued, "But there is one more thing to do before you accept the punishment. ”

Heaton glanced at the woman with an inhuman body, and his tone barely fluctuated: "What's the matter?" ”

"Prepare the 'Dark Bridge', I'm going to get in touch with my companions on the 'other side'."

Heaton heard this request and obviously hesitated, and Berthira immediately frowned: "Isn't the 'Dark Bridge' available?" ”

"No, the 'Dark Bridge' is available, but the Magus of the Silver Empire have apparently noticed the anomaly lately, and they are checking their channels more frequently, and adding additional connections may cause them to be more vigilant."

"You don't have to worry about this, I have my own way to make those elves let their guard down," Bertila said lightly, "According to the intelligence, there are large mutants in the aberration that passed through the barrier this time, and no one has ever mentioned this matter in the previous report, and the Grand Imam ordered me to investigate it clearly." ”

"I see, the dark bridge will be ready in a day. Where are you going to establish a connection from? ”

“…… Typhon," Bertila said after a brief muse, "we have been too active with the Order of the Sleepers in the west lately, and the lords and nobles there have been on their guard. ”

……

Cecil Ling, in the Rune Research Institute, Kamel stood quietly in his laboratory, in front of him was a large test bench, which was filled with all kinds of magic tools and alchemy tools, the surface of the test bench was covered with the mystical runes he had carved with his own hands, in the middle of all the runes, on a small tray made of silver, a small black and red bone fragment was emitting a slight smoke, in the final stage of complete disintegration.

Kamel just stared at the skull fragment silently, silent, motionless, but the devices and tools on the test bench that still had a trace of magic reaction left showed that he had just finished a complex magic experiment, and the arcane sparks that were constantly wandering on the surface of his body showed that the ancient magister's mood was not as calm as he seemed on the surface.

"I see...... So that's ......" Finally, Carmel muttered to himself to break the silence, "I see...... We do it all...... Who?! ”

He suddenly sensed a sneaky aura appear beside him, the ancient magister had no idea that someone could easily lurk so close to him - even if he was a little distracted, his perception shouldn't be so bad!

But just before an arcane lightning appeared next to Kamal, a figure emerged from the air and a familiar voice sounded at the same time, interrupting his movements: "Oops, hey, it's me!" It's me! Why are you a biu person without saying a word......"

"Miss Amber?" Kamal hurriedly dissipated the magical energy that had just been condensed, and casually asked, "What do you mean by biu people?" ”

Amber opened her mouth and came: "I don't know, the old zongzi taught me the words, he said that there are two main ways to release magic, one is rubbed out and the other is biu, you are called biu - Rebecca is rubbing." ”

"You lack enough respect for your lord...... But you're the lord's guard, I can only warn you like that," Kamel's tone was a little serious, and at the same time a little emotional, "The lord does know a lot of unknown knowledge......"

"God knows if he's serious about his knowledge or if it's used to fool me, he's always playing tricks on me," Amber waved her hand, "don't talk about that, old ...... Gawain said that he would like to discuss technical issues with you...... But what are you doing here? Just now I saw you staring at the test bench for a long time. ”

"I'm ......," Kamal paused, then let out a trilling sigh from his formless arcane body, "nothing, I just have something to report to the lord." Let's go. ”

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