In the dim light of the sky, Brother Zachary, dressed as a grave keeper, slowly walked out of the cemetery road.

Although he couldn't see his appearance clearly from a distance, Charles could still recognize him at a glance thanks to his true eyes.

The two church personnel who were playing chess at the door seemed a little surprised by the monk's presence, looked at them for a moment, and then got up and walked over.

During the negotiation, Charles could not hear what they were talking about, but he saw Brother Zachary wave his hand to his two colleagues, and then walked out.

He seemed ready to leave.

"Nothing to gain?"

Charles was secretly suspicious.

However, just as he was thinking this, at the edge of his sight, inside the iron fence of the cemetery, another grave keeper in a black robe hurriedly walked out, his head bowed, as if thinking about something.

And when Charles saw his name, some of his firm thoughts were swept away.

Another Zachary!

This......

Charles was stunned for a moment, and then thought of a blind girl he had once met.

Children of the gods?

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Zachary in the back noticed the "self" at the door, so he shouted.

"Be careful, that's fake!"

The moment he spoke, the first person was already aware of his own exposure, so at the same time, his originally calm steps suddenly sped up, and he hurried away from the cemetery gate!

It looks like he's a fake.

This sudden change seemed to dazzle the two tomb keepers at the door, but these two did not hesitate because of this, and when they saw that the situation was not good, they directly raised their hands and grabbed the black-robed monk who fled in the air.

They were about five meters away from the target at this time, and in this case, there was no way to catch the target with their physical bodies alone, but they were not using physical bodies, but spells.

I didn't see any spell light, and I couldn't hear any spell sounds, but the running black-robed man stumbled, stopped on his feet, and hung on his back and fell to the ground.

From the branch where Charles was standing, a hazy white shackle emerged from his legs, illuminating the grass around his legs.

Relying on the memory of the bandage man, Charles was able to recognize that this was a magic technique at the third ring level of the Church, the shackles of light.

A very rogue spell, which is a forced confinement, and the target must suffer a physical stiffness even if the target is higher than the caster.

Of course, if he is imprisoned by a master who is much higher than the caster, then he will break free quickly, but even if it is fast, it will not be less than a second!

In a second, many things can already be done. However, it wasn't the two church men at the door who did it, it was Zachary!

Looking over the doorway area, you can see that the monk's whole body has already bloomed with a glowing white light as he drank, and the moment the target is imprisoned by the divine shackles, his spell is released at the same time!

In the dim light, a pillar of light flew away from the monk's stretched palm, carrying with it the rest of the white light on his body.

In the night, the pillar of light flew at low altitude like a white cannonball dragging its tail wing, and in the blink of an eye, it crossed a distance of at least 30 meters and hit the black-robed target who could break free!

It may seem powerful, but it's not an attack spell.

At the moment when the pillar of light touched the target, its tip suddenly split, turning into countless white rays and pounced on the target's body.

Sacred Cobweb, this is a higher level of imprisoning magic than the Shackles of Light.

For various reasons, the Church has a lot of confinement magic, and the bandage man has studied it in detail in his memory, and the Charles, who have obtained his inheritance, naturally know very well about it.

This kind of spell, he consciously changed to himself, unless he teleported away before the spell touched, he had no power to resist at all.

It's just that the disguised target wasn't Charles.

can be arrested by the church with great fanfare, and his methods are also very peculiar.

At the moment when it was wrapped in the silk of light, under Charles's surprised gaze, the other party's body suddenly became hazy, and then four figures seemed to step out of his body one after another, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into five.

This doesn't seem to be a doppelganger, as each figure has a different appearance.

A middle-aged man with short hair and a green jacket, a girl with long chestnut hair, a bald man, a young gentleman in a tuxedo, and finally an old woman with silver hair.

Among them, the chestnut long-haired girl replaced the original person, standing in place surrounded by spider silk, but she was very calm about this, and saw that her body suddenly dissipated under the countless rays of light.

Not far away, another body appeared.

This familiar method is familiar, and the appearance of the young girl Charles will not forget, it is the blind girl he had fought and cursed not long ago!

Only at the moment she didn't seem to be affected by the curse in the slightest.

Charles wasn't too surprised by this, or rather, he vaguely guessed it the moment he cast a curse and didn't get a response.

"So, there is no doubt that these people are the sons of the gods." Thinking to himself, Charles subconsciously pinched his fingers.

He thought that he could hide his true eye, but the blind girl was very special, but now it seems that it is not the same thing at all......

If you have the chance, figure out how they do it.

The thought crossed his mind, but now that the changes were coming and going, Charles didn't have the heart to think about it.

Everything in sight happened suddenly.

From the appearance of the real Brother Zachary to the transformation of the fake monk into five to break free, it actually took only a second or two, but the confrontation full of danger seemed quite long.

Charles had expected the five men to flee quickly after breaking free, but what he didn't expect was that this was just the beginning.

The magic was ineffective, and Brother Zachary, who was still in the cemetery, did not panic, or rather, a thin old man who appeared beside him quickly calmed down his otherwise stunned expression.

The old man was also dressed in black robes, but instead of a grave keeper, he resembled a priest's robe, or rather, more like the men Charles remembered on the island where he was identified as the Son of the Gods.

From the distance, it can only be seen that Charles seems to be very thin, and his body is so thin that it seems that a gust of wind can blow it away.

However, this impression was then directly swept away by the other party's performance.

As soon as he emerged, Charles suddenly felt the branches under his feet, and the colorful leaves in the corner of his eyes suddenly tremble, this shaking came inexplicably, but the speed of development was very fast, as soon as it appeared, it became more and more violent, and finally even evolved into the earth shaking!

A manic vibration came from the ground down the trunk of the tree, and the surrounding leaves rattled, the branches swayed, and in the violent trembling, some unreliable leaves fell one after another.

The tremor came so suddenly, that Charles was standing on the branch and his footsteps were a little shaky because of this, but fortunately he reacted quickly, took a few steps back and hugged the rough trunk behind him, which minimized the impact.

And just as the charr was able to stabilize himself, with a violent vibration, a translucent ripple suddenly scattered out of the cemetery!

The ripples are silent, but tangible, with the old man as the origin, it spreads rapidly in a circle, and in the blink of an eye, it spreads to the surrounding 100 meters!

Without any time to react, the five figures that were divided into five were directly swept through their bodies like lightning by this ripple, and they were originally turning around and fleeing, but under the effect of this inexplicable spell, they fell to the ground one after another, motionless as dead corpses.

But the ripples have not stopped, but are still spreading!

Standing a few hundred meters away, Charles was swept over by the silent ripple, but he didn't take any damage—the spell was a spirit attack.

It's a pity that Charles is not happy about this at all, but secretly cries out in his heart that he is unlucky.

At the moment when the spell swept over him, he originally only had the shadow of the Nine Realms of Resentful Spirits, but in an instant, it dissipated again!

"If I had known, I wouldn't have come here to find trouble!"

Charles sighed secretly, but didn't dare to make any noise.

Although he is now located at a distance of two or three hundred meters from that battlefield, in front of this kind of character, the possibility of exposure seems to be relatively large, so if he can be cautious, he must be cautious.

Even now, the thought of leaving began to spin in Charles's mind.

It all happened quickly, but it was also intense.

If you don't leave at this time, it will be even more difficult to leave when things really settle down.

However, just as he was retreating, a calm voice suddenly appeared in his ears!

"Don't be afraid, that spell is called Lingming Language, and it can only be used once a month, otherwise his body will not be able to bear it."