The church's actions somewhat surprised Lin Tuo, but it also saved him from entanglement.

All the teams returned immediately, which greatly reduced their workload.

However, considering that it also takes time for the other party to transfer, plus it is busy for several hours in a row, I am mentally and physically tired.

Lin Tuo simply withdrew the clone back into his body for the time being, preparing to gather together and have another pot of serving.

withdrew his spiritual consciousness from the sand table, and reluctantly found that it was night again, but fortunately, this time Huaxi finally knew that he was looking for food, which made Lin Tuo, a teacher, very pleased.

There was nothing to say that night, and in the blink of an eye, it was the next day.

Through the clone to go into the sand table to collect the news, it was confirmed that the various teams were indeed moving, and the church knights even found chariots and horses, loaded those wizards together, and tried to return as quickly as possible.

"But at this rate, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it today." Lin Tuo silently estimated, and didn't dare to speed up the time, but he thought about it and was not idle.

"Since the church team is on the way, it is better to take the opportunity to scavenge for more books."

After all, there were too few books collected from Oak Town, and some were also scavenged in another city yesterday and transferred to the desert island in the sand table, but Lin Tuo was a little not satisfied.

It doesn't matter if it's valuable or not, in the end, let's scavenge it first.

Having made up his mind, for the next whole day, Lin Tuo frequently used his clone to travel back and forth to various parts of the kingdom, visiting churches one after another, and really searching for a lot of books.

And his actions in the eyes of the church and the kingdom also made waves.

……

……

The kingdom of Delai, the sacred plain.

In the holy city of "Hayeks", these two days have been very unpeaceful.

As soon as the Pope's will was issued, it spread so quickly that no one knew what it was intended for.

It wasn't until news of the death of the knight of the Order came back from various sources that people finally seemed to understand something.

In all corners of the holy city, countless priests and priests were talking and talking.

There was speculation about Lin Tuo's identity that was once rampant.

Some say that he is a wizard from the Southern Continent.

Some say that it is a hidden heresy, a servant of the devil.

But in the end, for the vast majority of pastors, they don't see it as an enemy to be taken too seriously, and thousands of years of history have created the stereotype that the church is incomparably powerful in everyone's mind.

No one thinks this is a threat, on the contrary, many people secretly sweat for the unknown powerhouse.

……

"Archbishop, the last team has arrived outside the city."

In the city, in a church built on a hill, when Cardinal Cisse came out of the cloister, he heard the message of his subordinates.

"Do as you were arranged." Cisse said.

When his subordinates retreated, the cardinal, who specialized in the path of pure light, slowly walked up to the platform on a high place.

As the most powerful transcendent force on this continent, no one has ever dared to invade the Holy City, so the city walls are also symbolic.

It is very low.

Standing here, Archbishop Cisse could clearly see the whole plain, see the smoke and dust billowing and merge into the queue of knights, and see the wizards who were being pulled and muddled and imprisoned outside the city.

He was getting a little distracted.

Yes, the returning procession was not allowed into the city, and all the Templars and sorcerers gathered together, waiting for something.

Thousands of wizards were placed between the walls and the Order.

No one knows why the Pope gave such an order.

As one of the archbishops, Cisse had speculations, but he could not confirm them.

After all, his authority was limited to the Holy City, and although his nominal status was respected, he was still much worse than other archbishop colleagues who controlled the real power of the diocese, and he was never able to enter the core of power.

However, although there were doubts in his heart, Cisse was also careful not to confide in, for some reason, since the fight a year ago, the original only majestic pope has become more and more feared.

Every time he saw it, he was terrified.

Not only the Pope himself, but also some other high-ranking people in the Holy City, also had a much gloomy temperament.

Even Cisai, who had practiced the Pure Light Divine Technique since he was a child, would often change his mood for no apparent reason, all of which made him vigilant.

It is not without his attempts to probe, such as when the Statute of Inquisition of Heresies, issued in the name of an oracle, was issued, and he openly objected to it at church meetings.

Yet, even a year later, Cisse can vividly remember the cold and meaningful gaze that the pope and his colleagues threw at the same time in the conference room after he had expressed his dissenting opinions.

As for the memory of the second half of the meeting, it was also mysteriously lost, and when Cisse came back to his senses, he was stunned to find that his own signature had been added to the ordinance.

Since then, his authority has been further curtailed, and he is now in charge of only the internal administration of the Holy City.

"Click......" While thinking, a light suddenly flashed in the dark sky, and then there was a crisp spring thunder.

Cisse jerked his thoughts back from the memory, his brow furrowed slightly.

From the early morning, wisps of dark clouds flew over the sacred plain, stacked on top of each other, obscuring the sun, and shrouded the entire plain and the holy city, as if a rain was brewing.

From time to time, there were also majestic thunderbolts that made people tremble from the soul.

The feeling was uncomfortable for Cisse, and as his gaze crossed the plain, the thousands of wizards in ragged clothes who were enclosed like cattle became more and more uncomfortable.

……

"Click!"

On the plain, when this loud spring thunder bloomed overhead, Gray's footsteps, dragging two heavy shackles, subconsciously paused, wanting to raise his head, but without success.

Not only because the iron rope in his hand was too heavy, but also because on his back, there was a sleeping girl who was only ten years old.

That's his daughter.

As one of the first wizards to be "caught", Gray has dragged the shackles along dozens of towns with the Templars over the past two months.

His originally strong body has become thin, and his former high-spirited spirit has been replaced by numbness, but it is his ten-year-old daughter who really worries him.

Although he had done his best along the way, the slender and light skeleton on his back inevitably became more and more weightless.

Thankfully, they finally arrived at their destination.

Al-Quds ......

Following the other "heretics" and being driven to walk the plains, Gray finally saw the gloomy city in his vision.

However, the city is not at all holy, but full of gloom and slaughter.

"Can you finally be free?" Thinking to himself, the corners of Gray's chapped mouth pulled into a self-deprecating expression, and he was surprised to find that he was not afraid of death.

He turned his head and found that most of the "companions" around him, who were connected to each other by iron cables, also had similar expressions.

For them, isn't death a relief?

After going through so much torture, if it were an ordinary person, he would have died on the way.

But as wizards, their vitality is far more tenacious than it seems, which was the envy of everyone in the past, but now it only makes the pain longer.

"Stop! Wait where you are. ”

However, to Gray's surprise, the black-cloaked knights behind him did not drive them into the city, but gathered everyone together in an open space.

They seem to be the last of them, as there are already so many wizards gathered there.

They sat or lay on the cold earth, like a flock of sheep to the slaughter.

"Is this the procedure of the trial? Yes, heretics probably wouldn't be allowed to enter the so-called Holy City. Gray was momentarily puzzled, but quickly distracted.

He quickly found a relatively flat area, and carefully put the daughter on his back on the ground, this action seemed to wake her up, and the fragile little girl like a flower opened her eyes, timidly, and whispered:

"Have you rested......"

"Yes, you can rest, Annie, and go back to sleep." Gray squeezed out a smile and sat down on the ground.

"Daddy." The girl named Anne seemed to have a premonition, and she tried to raise her head and look around, and saw that there were many more people sitting around than before.

At the same time, she also saw the neatly arranged and densely packed Templars in the distance on the plain, and the "Holy City" in the other direction, all of which made her more and more nervous.

"We ...... Isn't it...... No need to keep going. Anne, who was a little more precocious than her peers, suddenly asked.

Gray was silent, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, but the next second, he only felt his daughter leaning on his shoulder, and said with an unusually calm expression:

"That's good news, isn't it? We finally don't have to rush and can go to see our mother. ”

Gray was silent again, looking at his daughter's immature face, the appearance of his deceased wife appeared in his heart, he seemed to choke briefly down, but quickly suppressed it, and showed a sincere smile:

"yes, that's good news."

After saying this, inexplicably, the father and daughter seemed to be brisk, and even briefly forgot about the past pain and impending death, and began to talk aimlessly.

This atmosphere quickly infected the people around them, and quickly spread, when death came, of course, some people cried in pain, but there were also many people who showed the opposite.

In the past, when they were resting on the road, they would take every opportunity to try to sleep, rest, or meditate to restore their strength and relieve their pain.

However, at this moment, those terrifying knights were gathered in the distance, no one was staring at them with cold water and leather whips, but the wizards had no intention of resting.

Instead, it is to cheer up and chat with familiar or unfamiliar peers.

Talk about hometown, family, work, hobbies, pets, flowers and plants...... Only, no one talks about death.

The sky was still overcast, and from time to time there were flashes of lightning, and compared to the clergy who were afraid of the heavens, these wizards were unexpectedly "wantonly public".

Gradually, some even began to point fingers at the knights of the Order in the distance:

"You say, what are those guys doing there?"

"Who knows, it's probably in formation, wait a minute, let's cut off our heads, haha."

"No, no, no, according to what is written in the book, the usual way to deal with heresy should be to be tied to the gallows and burned to death."

"Tsk, then they're in trouble, it's raining, we're all soaking wet, it's really not so easy to burn."

"Hahaha......"

The spring rain that had been brewing for several hours and finally fell was mixed with a lot of laughter.

It's raining.

The rain in spring is different from other times, it is more like smoke, not like it falls, it seems to float down.

When the drizzle falls with the wind, the sky seems to be much clearer.

"I think there's something else possible," said the wizard from another team, not far from Gray, with a complicated expression, "I heard their conversation, and said they seemed to be waiting for someone. ”

"Wait for someone? Could it be the Pope? ”

"No, the Pope should also face the city, how can there be a reason to face south.

Do you know the other day, the one who killed two Church Knights and rescued hundreds of wizards? I heard that I was waiting for him. ”

The wizard said, and after speaking, he repeated the news he had heard.

When he finished speaking, there was a brief silence around him.

Gray's team was the last to arrive, and it was the first time they knew about it: "It must be a powerful wizard." ”

"Probably, who would dare to be an enemy of the church? They may be trying to use us as bait to lure the powerful wizard over. ”

"This ...... It can't be......"

People looked at each other and didn't hold out any hope for it, and almost no one had any illusions about getting here.

If there was any other place where powerful wizards could do this, this was the Sacred Plains.

In front of them were thousands of knights and magicians of the Church, and behind them was the headquarters of the Church, the Holy City of Hayeks.

Countless church powerhouses were stationed in it, and there was even the terrifying pope who was said to be the strongest person in the continent.

Anyone with a little sense can't come here.

"There's no way he's coming." Gray, who was sitting on the ground, said calmly, but Anne, who was leaning next to him, suddenly frowned, did not speak, just turned her head and looked ahead suspiciously.

Her innate ability is related to perception and is closer to "passive" spellcasting.

At this moment, in her hazy perception, on the other side of the Sacred Plains, it seemed that a powerful force was rapidly approaching.

……

……

"There's no way he's coming."

In the holy city of Hayeks, on the steps of the church near the city gates, Archbishop Cissé, dressed in red, was drenched in a drizzle.

He didn't use his magic to resist the rain, nor did he enter the house to hide, but just stood here, looking at the plain shrouded in smoke and rain, and said firmly.

Although he didn't know the specifics, he also guessed that the Pope's move seemed to be to lure the mysterious powerful man who rescued the "heretics".

But in Cisse's opinion, this is really stupid.

In the face of thousands of heavily armed knights, as well as the entire Holy City, even the most crazy "wizards" will retreat, and it is too late to escape, how can they come?

"Unless that's a madman." Cisse whispered to himself, however, for some reason, he clearly sensed some mortal danger in his mind, and was rapidly approaching.

At this moment, all of a sudden, I saw a giant eagle flying quickly from the front of the Sacred Plains!

During the flight, there was also a strange cry.

It was a flying monster raised by the church, entrenched in the sky, and it could see a wider field of vision.

"Knock...... Knock ......"

The next moment, a rapid bell rang in the entire holy city.

On the sacred plain, in front of the neat and solemn queue, the Grand Knight Master of the Order suddenly drew his long sword, which was the signal of battle:

"Meet the enemy!"

……

"Click!" At the same time, a thunderclap rolled down from the sky, and on the steps of the church, Archbishop Cissé felt a palpitation, and his hands hanging from the sleeves of his robe trembled violently.

Immediately, he looked at the figure at the end of the sacred plain and suddenly appeared.

He ...... Here it comes?! ”