"Fursec @ Ersesent is only forty-one years old this year, which is very young, but he is quite determined to be the deputy chief priest. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Far away from the Temple of Death, in a window that could see the temple door, the deep voice of Dekai @ Xin @ Krieem echoed in the room, he was not the only one in the dark room, two huge figures stood beside him on the left and right, and another shorter shadow sat in the center of the room, his hands outstretched, and an image flickered between his hands, but it seemed to be covered by a black mist, and it became pitch black from time to time.

"Damn, my Eagle Eye can't see the inside of the temple! Faharu's divine power is blocking my view!"

The figure in the middle of the room grumbled in annoyance, then he stood up and walked to the window, where the light outside illuminated him, revealing the aging face of McVendish @ Steelhorn.

"What form does his power take?"

The dark shadow to Dekay's left asked, his voice low and strong, it was none other than the instructor of the Roaring Shield Defender, 'Crusher' Heiko @ Bergmasio.

"The deceased priest of Faharu naturally uses the power of Faharu - death!"

After many years of fighting with the Temple of Death, Dekai @ Xin @ Krieem naturally knew the strength of his old opponent: "All targets touched by Faharu's divine power will be corrupted by the power of death - the living ones become corpses, and the inanimate ones turn into dust! Unless you immediately 'discard' the corroded part or can be healed by the corresponding magic, the power of death will always linger in your body until you can bear it......"

"You've been fighting with the Temple of Death for so many years, you must have a way to deal with it, right?"

Another figure beside Dikai @ Xin @ Krieem also asked, his voice was equally rough, but he could still hear that the person who spoke was still young, and the words he asked were in one sentence, directly finding the most critical part.

"Our methods do not suit you, Mr. Nizuengle. ”

Dikai @ Xin @ Krieem shook his head slowly, "Many people know that the main gods Takus and Faharu have a deep hatred, so the divine powers of the two are naturally mutually exclusive, as long as we pray for a long time in front of the idol of the main god, we can rely on the power of the main god to expel the power of death in our bodies - of course, if the injury is too serious, it is irreparable." ”

On his forehead, a sign belonging to Ernest, the god of honesty, shone with a black strip of cloth, and the same pattern flashed on the foreheads of the other two people in the room except for McVendish @ Steel Horn from time to time, indicating that they had become allies under the witness of Ernest, and they could not hurt each other or deceive each other.

This is the solution he came up with in times of crisis - borrowing the divine powers of the twin neutral gods, Ernest and Leia, the gods of honesty and lies, to declare their allegiance to each other and form an alliance to ensure each other's safety, and even go one step further and take action against the Temple of Death together.

For this covenant, he paid a huge fortune to Ernest's temple, which was not a small price, but now he was content - after becoming allies, they could finally let down their guard and talk openly and honestly, and this conversation opened up a huge opportunity: after learning that the orc's goal was 'Farhalu's mercy', Dikai @ Xin @ Krieem was immediately keenly aware that this was a perfect opportunity!

With the help of two Roaring Shield Guardians and a Great Shaman, the possibility of him subduing Fursec @ Essesent is greatly increased, and after taking control of Fursec @Essysent with the help of 'Kashmeo's Favor', he can easily steal the 'Mercy of Fahalu' and give it to the orcs as a reward through this puppet, and both sides will take what they need and be happy - what a perfect cooperation!

And the pressure on the orcs to get the mercy of Faharu was obviously very great, and after a short hesitation, they happily joined the operation, which made him forget the pain of lack of sleep and immediately start the action.

"And how do we dodge his attacks?"

Heike @ Bergmasio is usually short-tempered, but once he fights, he looks like a different person, and looks very calm: "Damn, we can't resist it with flesh and blood alone!"

"Of course not. ”

Dekai immediately shook his head quickly, "I have two Divine Blessing Necklaces infused with the divine power of my Lord Tarkus, and if I wear them, I can fend you off three attacks of death - with the skills of these two, you won't be hit more times anyway, right?"

These two necklaces are not easy to make, and it is already his limit to take them all out at this time, after all, if such good conditions cannot be successful, his end is destined to be destroyed in the dark fire.

"Does Vorsec @Essis Ant have any special skills?" asked Nizuengle's young voice, "such as a special attack skill that can attack enemies in a wide area, or has no traces?"

"Aside from the scope curse of the 'Land of Bones', nothing else is worth mentioning!"

Dekaie shook his head contemptuously, "The priests of Faharu have no power of their own, but they rely on the energy of their masters...... Maybe their power can be used in Legion combat, but in solo melee like this, they are pure waste. ”

At the beginning of the topic, he could be more objective, but now, he can't help but bring his usual prejudices into the language. In fact, the priests of the dead in the Temple of Death are not as weak as he said, they have a deep understanding of the soul, they are proficient in all kinds of skills in manipulating the soul, they have terrible curse abilities, and the spear of bones issued is also a skill with strong attack ability, although their melee ability is indeed not worth mentioning, but as the servants of Faharu who is in charge of death, they have special abilities- When the deceased priest is killed, the corpse explodes instantly, turning into a cloud of poisonous smoke that spreads dramatically, and the soul will automatically transform into a ghost, leaving a mark in the soul of the enemy, and it will follow wherever it flees, followed by a terrible revenge!

“...... Really?"

Heike @Begmasio touched the handle of the tyrannical totem pole, and a bloodthirsty glint flashed in his eyes: "Then what are you waiting for? Find him out!"

"Don't be in a hurry, old man!"

McVindish @ Steelhorn came behind him and looked at the Temple of Death in the distance with the rest of the others: "I believe our High Priest is fully prepared, right?"

His old eyes, hidden in the wrinkles, glanced at Dekai @ Xin @ Corriem, whose face quivered with strips of cloth and a vicious glint in his eyes.

"Although he is young, he completely abides by the precepts of Fahalu, and his daily life is prayer and sermon in addition to eating and sleeping, and he can be said to be a person with almost no weaknesses...... But only 'almost'. ”

His deep voice sounded malicious: "He wants to be the youngest priest of the dead, so he is very attentive to the requirements of the faithful - there must have been a wealthy merchant who had just lost his relatives on the way to the temple, ready to invite the deputy priest of Fussek to celebrate mass for his brother who died at home...... Hehe......"

“...... Despicable striped bed bugs. ”

Heike @Begmasio muttered under his breath, but never said anything more about this means that would save him a lot of energy.

"Your body is still weak, please rest, Lord Gregory. ”

Estelle made a suggestion softly as she sorted out the magnificent but heavy and complicated sage costume that Gregory had just replaced, and her voice was like still water flowing through in winter, calm and indifferent, but also soft.

"Thanks, Istelle. ”

Gregory, who had returned to the Great Church from the rally, had a grateful smile on his childish face: "What about His Excellency Gastis?"

"Master Gastith is working with Captain Kurezeman to arrange tomorrow's 'transport'. ”

Estelle replied indifferently, as if she didn't care—in fact, the Inquisitor Gastius was casting a trap on the crystal ball she had taken from her father, preparing to turn all those who wanted it to ashes, and she was already anxious, but she couldn't express it in the slightest.

"Oh......"

Gregory nodded thoughtfully, suddenly thought of something, and his expression moved: "The mysterious object in the other room - the ovoid object that was found in Fort Kerak on the night of Sanin's divine punishment, hasn't Lord Gastis been in sight?"

The adults looked at it, and then showed no particular interest or explanation. ”

Estelle replied immediately. Conversations of a similar nature have long been customary, and after leaving Gregory she enters the role of a saint, and by Gregory's side she is the 'butler' who takes care of everything.

"Really......"

Gregory showed a hint of doubt, and then he was a little relieved - the Inquisitor Gastius was only a powerful warrior, and when it came to being knowledgeable, I am afraid that he was not as good as himself, and that mysterious thing was full of contradictory clues, and he could not see any use, and I am afraid that not many people could judge its importance......

Well?

The sudden tension in the air made Gregory startled, and then he realized that the pressure was coming from the Inquisitor Gastius who was inside the Sanctuary, and immediately frowned, and Huo Di stood up and quickly rushed towards the position of Gastis in the sense.

What made Gastius so strong?

Gregory moved his feet quickly as he lost his thoughts. The tension in the air was so strong that it almost hindered the movement of the human body, and it was clear that Gastis was on the eve of an outburst, and it was possible to make him so angry when he had never had any emotional fluctuations and was as virtuous as Kurezeman...... Could it be that he has revealed some traces?

The footsteps of the young sage were involuntarily paused, but before he could make any moves, a blazing light instantly swept from the front, and Gastis, whose whole body was shrouded in passionate white holy light, had a bone-deep killing intent in his eyes, and the eye-like divine lines on his forehead were even more radiant, which made people tremble when they saw it.

"Lord Gastius has discovered the trail of a strange god. ”

As if he had been standing there, Kurize Zeman quietly appeared behind Grigory and explained. His statue-like face was also full of warlike intent, but it was still calm compared to Gastis's chilling rage: "This aura is quite obvious, and it can even be said that it is completely provocative. ”

He stared indifferently in a certain direction in the distance, and his whole body exuded coldness. Obviously, this is a trap, and those cultists who want to get close to the evil crystal ball will probably have no choice but to take such a tragic action - it is clear that those believers who deliberately leak their breath will only die in the face of Gastis's wrath, and even their souls will not be able to escape!

“......”

Gregory frowned, his mind quickly contemplating the impact of this incident on him, but Kurezerman spoke again without looking back:

"I'm afraid that someone will soon come to try to take the crystal ball, a battle is inevitable, and your injuries are still not fully recovered, please avoid it for a while, Lord Gregory,"

Before he could give any orders, the entire Inquisitor Regiment began to function, and a trace of cold anger flashed in Gregory's eyes, which was then masked, and the expression on his childish face looked very guilty: "Okay...... I'm sorry, but it's all up to you. ”

His voice carried the tiredness and weakness that a person who had just recovered from a serious injury should have, and Kurezeman nodded slightly: "Please rest assured, they will not leave again...... Before Sanin's supreme divine might, any trickery was nothing more than a noose around the necks of those conspirators. ”

His words were respectful, and his tone seemed to be referential, but there was no respect at all. Gregory smiled and nodded, but the fingers in his sleeve clenched tightly, pressing against the ring that carried the 'Blade of Piousness' - but he was in a hurry to turn away without noticing that Kurezeman's cold eyes did not fall on him, but on the silent Estelle.

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