[A sacred scepter full of unknown spirituality, it has a very long history, it is full of secrets; It may have something to do with something in this world.]

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The message tip drifted by, and after a few glances, Charles reached for the seemingly inconspicuous scepter.

The scepter held tightly in the cadre's hand was held in place, and a slight cracking sound sounded as Charles exerted his strength.

"I'm sorry." After glancing down at the dried corpse with a broken arm, Charles then turned his attention entirely to the "wood" he had picked up.

There was no reappearance, no other sound or movement, so that Charles kept looking, but he couldn't figure out what it was.

"A legendary artifact?"

The thought flashed through his mind, and Charles felt that the guess seemed to be somewhat reliable.

After staring at it for a long time, thinking about the reason for the scepter, the ghost sent the gods, and he opened his mouth to recite a spell.

A spell similar to the sounds he had heard before.

vast, magnificent, loud, ethereal......

As the spell appeared, suddenly, the scepter in his hand, which had been slightly blackened by the coffin for countless years, suddenly trembled, and then, a slight light slowly emerged from its entire body.

The black traces of decay fell off with the trembling, the light spread, and the dull color was extremely constricted, and after a while, the scepter regained its brown and yellow shine, and the whole looked new.

The divine light dispelled the darkness and overshadowed the dim color of the torches, bright but not dazzling, and looked pleasant.

The other guards in the stone chamber were stunned by the situation, and despite his "pure" appearance, no one could forget his true identity, cold-blooded, cruel, arrogant, terrifying, and playing with death......

Under the spread of rumors, all the incidents have long since become completely unfamiliar to the parties involved.

Before he knew it, Charles couldn't imagine what people in this world were saying about him. However, the young man in front of him, who exuded a burst of holy aura with a milky white halo, was really the cruel and cold-blooded dark wizard?

"I'm dreaming......"

Some rubbed their eyes in disbelief, while others stared at the pure, reassuring milky white light and muttered to themselves.

But more than that, it's just jaw-dropping.

The door of the stone chamber had never been closed, so the old monk outside had seen the same thing, and he took advantage of the Knight Plummer's astonishment to shake off his restraints, and then staggered along.

"You, kid, what did you do?" The old monk's eyes widened as he stared at the milky white light on the scepter, and his whole body trembled.

Without answering him, Charles was now intently staring at the brighter and brighter wooden staff in his hand, and the sacred spell in his mouth never stopped.

And as the incantation continued to sound, the light became brighter and brighter, and when a boundary was crossed, the scepter in his hand trembled slightly before it changed, and suddenly began to vibrate violently. The tremor was so rapid that Charles was nearly thrown off by the scepter as soon as it appeared.

The pure light spread with the vibration, and what was originally just enveloping the entire scepter turned into a shrouded Shire, an old monk, and even an entire stone chamber in an instant!

"Miracles! This is a miracle! Blessed by the Father and blessed by the Virgin, the believer Chad saw a miracle come before he died! Miracles ......"

The old monk knelt beside him tremblingly, and began to pray tremblingly, his expression full of excitement and fanaticism.

The entire stone chamber was plunged into an eerie atmosphere, with no one speaking, save for the quick and slight prayers of the old monks, the breathing of the guards, the incantations from the mouths of the Charles, and the peculiar sound of the scepter vibrating.

However, this scene did not last long, and seeing that the scepter vibrated as if it was about to come out of his hand, Charles hurriedly stopped the spell in his mouth.

Then the light converged and the shaking stopped.

Silence ensued.

Half a day

"Sir Branston, this ......" Knight Plummer looked at the scepter in his hand, and then at Charles's young and even slightly immature face, and for a moment did not know what to say.

"As you can see." Charles didn't intend to explain, but looked down at the old monk who was still praying, ready to ask about the scepter.

However, before he could speak, there was a faint commotion outside.

The voice was at first very indistinct, as chaotic as a whisper. It's just that when everyone pricked up their ears and listened carefully, the faint sound became a little clearer.

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"Hand over the Dark Wizard!"

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"Wizards deserve to be burned!"

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"Burn!"

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Hearing this, Knight Plummer didn't care to get to the bottom of it, and he walked quickly towards the door, intending to find out what was going on, but it wasn't long before he walked back in a little panic.

After looking at Charles, he did not speak, but looked at the old monk who was still kneeling on the ground, but had finished praying.

"Is there any other way out of this?" He hurriedly asked.

"I'm sorry, sir, but that's the only one." The monk said, looking at Charles with a "fiery" look in his eyes and said, "But this lord does not need to be afraid of those people outside at all, he is favored by the seven gods, and his words and deeds are protected by the gods. ”

"We can't take that risk." Knight Plummer was noncommittal, and he couldn't help but look at Charles again.

There was no response, but after thinking for a moment, Charles walked straight to the door.

Seeing this, the guards hurriedly followed suit, and their demeanor did not look too worried.

The situation seemed to be a little wrong, but looking at the person in front of them, they had a kind of confidence in their confusion.

So when they left the ground and came to the upper house, they looked out, and a group of excited people came into view.

Most of these people were sloppy and dirty. At a glance, you can see that it is a group of poor people from flea nests.

The flea nest group usually doesn't care about all the guards, including Knight Plummer, but seeing them again at this moment makes their hearts tense slightly, especially after noticing the twisted faces full of madness in the crowd, no one can ignore them again.

It seems that they "discovered" the traces of the dark wizard and came to "crusade"?

Charles had been alert to this before, but who would have thought that it was he who was the first to be "plugged in the crater"?

"React so quickly? The ghost guy is really powerful. Frowning at all this, he couldn't help but look down at the scepter in his hand.

"What a coincidence, I just got this thing, and it can come in handy?"

"No, if I hadn't come looking for this thing, I wouldn't have encountered this kind of thing......"

"So this is a blessing and a blessing to rely on, and a blessing to be a curse?"

A classic quote from his hometown flashed through his mind, Charles looked up at the large number of poor people staring at the place outside, took a deep breath, and then stepped out of the door, squeezing away the two shivering guards, he glanced around, and then—

Raise the scepter, and the light reappears.

When the many mobs outside saw people coming out of the house, they couldn't help but stop shouting, and then burst out in a louder manner, but the explosion only lasted for a breath or two, and then abruptly stopped again.

As far as the eye could see, the milky white glow was evident even in the sunlight, first emerging from the crystal at the top of the scepter, and then spreading to the body, the arm, the body, the whole person, and even the surroundings.

As the young man approached, the light flickered, and gradually began to spread in all directions in an arc, and the milky white halo shrouded it, and the square was black, and all the poor people who had gathered around to participate in the riot fell silent for a moment.

It seemed that because of the shock, and it seemed that this light was really special, when the milky white aura descended on the top of the head, the mob that was originally distorted and crazy slowly relaxed at this time, quietly staring at the young figure, and the noise gradually weakened.

Seeing this, the guards secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that this matter should be settled. However, just as their expressions relaxed, a stone was suddenly thrown out of the crowd, accompanied by a curse.

"The Dark Wizard has started using witchcraft! Don't fall for him! ”

The stone slammed into Charles's forehead, and blood flowed out, but Charles did not feel any pain or consternation, but under the shroud of light, inexplicable anger rose, as if he had encountered some incredible "insult".

His deep gaze couldn't help but look at the man's place.

As if sensing the holder's mentality, the scepter held high in his hand and trembling was quieted down because of this, and then, a more intense light suddenly erupted, and spread rapidly in an arc to the surroundings, like a rapid wind, blowing the sleeves of the surrounding people rustling!

Kamui is inviolable!

"Prisoner!"

"Prisoner!"

"Prisoner!"

"You're guilty!"

"Guilty!"

"Guilty!"

The halo was irritable, and bursts of majestic questioning suddenly appeared around him, swarming like sharp swords in all directions.

The stone-throwing man could barely keep his composure at first, but it wasn't long before he fell to his knees with a pop, bent over, clutching his cheeks and bursting into tears.

"I am guilty, I confess!"

"I shouldn't have stolen my neighbor's handout, I shouldn't have been disdainful of the gods, I shouldn't have peeked at Aisha bathing, I shouldn't have offended the great Sir Cranston because of the gold deer, I instigated these fools, I am guilty, I deserve death!"

“……

The crowd in the quiet square was silent, except for the middle-aged man's penitential cry on his knees.

Agitate?

Idiot?

Everyone listened in amazement, and the cheeks that had been calm because of the light were full of anger again.

"Slut!"

"Bitch raised!"

"Kill him! Kill him! ”

The light quietly converged, but at this time there was no need for the light to appear again, and the frantic shouting and scolding went from scattered to loud, one after another, and the mob who was teased was even angrier than before, and some even began to roll up their sleeves and prepare to do it. The person who was pointed out by Qianfu was destined to have no good end.

The large mob that had been instructed to come to "judge" the dark wizard had become his most advantageous weapon at this time.

As a result, the crisis was resolved.

"Great, my lord, shall we go back first?" After watching quietly for a long time, Knight Plummer asked Charles beside him with a deferential face - I have to say, he was a little frightened.

"Don't go back yet."

Ignoring the riots in the square, Charles frowned and looked at the scepter in his hand, as if he had noticed something special. Then, under the inexplicable gaze of Knight Plummer, he looked to his left front.

"Where's that over there?"

"That's a flea nest, sir." Before Knight Plummer could answer, there were guards behind him who couldn't wait to respond.