Brandwison woke up from the bottom of the crater, the midday sun stinging him and wanting to close his eyes again.

"Hurry up, it's here. ”

At the top of the pit, there was a faint voice of voice, which seemed to be the clergy of a nearby church.

A gray-haired head poked out from the top of the pit, and he looked at the corpses strewn across the pit, and exclaimed, "Oh, God of trade, what is going on under this pit of sin?"

Next to this head, another younger head poked out.

The old man stretched out a hand and pressed it on the young man's skull, saying, "Don't look, child, you are not yet at the time to bear this. ”

But the young still stubbornly pushed the hands of the elderly, and curiosity is an essential thing for every young person.

"Look, priest, the man down there seems to be moving, a survivor. ”

"Survivors? The priest pulled back the reckless young man, pressed him behind him, and said, "Now, go to the town of Riverwood, and inform the priest there, that he may report to the clergy above that a dark creature in the form of a humanoid has appeared here." ”

"Humanoid creatures of darkness?" the young man was taken aback. "Do you mean the guy down there?"

"That's right, evil, chaos, devouring everything, he must be a powerful dark creature!

"What about you?"

"Go!"

Brandwisson listened to everything that was happening above, and then heard the sound of earth and rocks shaking.

"O god of trade, may you bless the souls of these children. ”

The priest prayed for the corpse on the ground as he walked over to Brandwisson's side.

After a long silence, Brandwison finally opened his eyes, his dark eyes fixed on the priest's head: "What are you waiting for here, waiting for death?" ”

"Waiting for you to kill. ”

"Then you just wait. ”

The wings behind Blandwison suddenly stretched out from his back, and the wings that were originally mimicked by dark energy also had flesh and blood at this time.

The priest stiffened as he looked at Blandwison as he bounced off the ground, it was noon, but it was as cold as night in the pit, and the moment Brandwison got up, he almost thought a sharp blade had been placed on his neck.

Brandwisson's wings shook and soared into the sky, leaving the priest in the pit to savor the aftermath of the catastrophe for a moment.

Brandwisson had just done a murderous attempt, trying to kill the only two witnesses to cover up his depravity. It was only with great perseverance that this cruel thought was erased.

Blandwison in the sky struggled to mobilize the little faith power and fighting spirit left in his body, trying to communicate with his gods. In the past, with the favor he received from the gods, the god of light should have answered his prayers, but now, the little power of faith in his body is like a pool of stagnant water.

Brandwisson's heart sank, and the fact he didn't want to admit was revealed before his eyes little by little.

He suppressed the fear in his heart and flew towards the nearest Church of Light stronghold in his memory.

"Bang!"

Blandwieson slammed open the small door of the stronghold, and the priests in the stronghold raised their heads and looked at the uninvited guest in shock.

"Are you the priest in charge of conveying the secret message of the God of Light? ”

"Exactly. ”

The first priest hid his hand behind him and gestured to the other two priests, which meant that an unknown powerful dark creature would invade and deal with it as a matter of urgency.

Brandvison glanced at the three stumbling fellows, the wings behind them flapping across the narrow doorframe, and a palm-sized piece of wood fell off the doorframe, slicing the hand of one of the priests who wanted to activate the secret alarm.

"I'm Blandwison, captain of the Church of Light's Shadow Pursuit Team, and I'm going to speak to the God of Light. ”

"Brandwisson?" the lead priest paused for a moment, and asked cautiously, "Are you depraved?"

However, Blandwison was impetuous, and he didn't have the heart to talk to these people at all, he said impatiently: "If you want to communicate, communicate quickly, don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked." ”

The priest had no choice but to kneel in front of the idol and prayed in a low voice.

Listening to the pastor's prayer, Blandwisson's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Huh!"

A black light flashed, and a priest who assisted in the ritual fell to the ground, and a small scroll rolled out of his hand.

Brandwison said coldly: "I asked you to communicate with the gods, not to let you activate the defensive formation here, do you think I can't understand the prayer." ”

The leader of the priest gritted his teeth and said, "It is delusional to want us to communicate with the gods for you, Blandwison, no matter who you used to be, now you are just a dark creature! Think about it, if you were a god in the past, it would be easy to communicate with the gods, but now, you can't even do the most ordinary prayer, isn't that enough? So, you don't want to see my gods!"

Brandwisson's heart was half cold again.

He was silent for a second, then suddenly smiled again, and said, "Then I will put it another way, I plan to kill, no, destroy all the church strongholds within the scope of the God of Trade." I now give you a chance to communicate with the God of Light, and only by asking the God of Light to appear can you have any hope of survival. ”

"This?" the priest froze.

"Hmmm. ”

Another flash of black light flickered, and the other priest fell to the ground weakly, blood spreading from his neck to the ground, all the way to the front of the leading priest.

"Look, because of your hesitation, two of your companions died in front of your eyes. ”

The priest looked at the two crooked corpses in front of him, gritted his teeth, and said, "What are you going to do besides killing?

"In addition to killing people, I will kill many more people. Blandwison leaned against the broken door frame, crossed his arms, and said, "Since I'm the captain of the Shadow Pursuit Team, I know all the locations of the church. I said, if I can't find an answer from you, then I'll kill all the priests in the next stronghold, and if I can't find an answer in the next stronghold, then I'll kill all the priests in this area. ”

"You're... Demons!"

"By the way, I'm a demon, now ask your gods for help. ”

In the face of great force and unbridled threats of force, the priest finally initiated the ritual of communicating with the gods.

In a soft light, there was a glimmer in the eyes of the idol in front of the priest.

Brandwieson immediately knelt in front of the idol.

"My gods. ”

The idol stepped down from the altar and placed its right hand on Brandwisson's head.

After half a ring, the idol said, "You have fallen, my child. ”

Brandwisson's head lowered: "I failed to live up to your expectations. ”

The idol shook its head slowly, "I never expected anything. ”

"Have you forgiven me, then?"

"I've never blamed anyone. ”

A gleam of joy appeared in Brandwisson's eyes, and he asked, "And you..."

"Let's go. ”

Just a few words made Brandwisson stunned.

"I'll let the Pope give you a hunt and kill order, and you'll do it yourself. ”

"But..."

The idol stood back on the altar and returned to its original position.

"Nothing but, my child, a fall is a fall, and we are no longer friends in one camp. ”

"But I want you to hold fast to your faith, whatever it may be, even in the midst of darkness. ”

The idol's eyes lost their brilliance, and the god of light regained his blank expression, leaving Brandwison on his knees, staring blankly at the floor.

"Please leave, sir. ”

The pastor said boldly.

Brandwison glanced at the priest and rose from the ground.

The sun was still shining outside the stronghold, but it couldn't fill the huge hole in Brandwisson's heart.

At this moment, he has neither a brother who has been with him for many years, nor a faith that he has relied on all his life, where does he go?