Chapter 331: Post-War Endgame (Part II)

With more than 10,000 troops, Archbishop Nicholas originally wanted to take Phoenix to plunder. It was good to replenish supplies, but before they reached Phoenix, the soldiers began to get sick.

Archbishop Nicholas didn't pay much attention to it, it was normal for soldiers to get sick after the defeat. But the number of sick soldiers increased, and even the magicians could not treat them.

Archbishop Nicholas immediately became vigilant, he sent an intermediate magician, forcibly treated the sick soldiers, most of the soldiers were fine, and some did not improve, to Nicholas's horror, there was a soldier who was cured to death by magic.

Being killed by divine magic only means one thing, this soldier's vitality has been depleted, and there is no room for squandering.

Archbishop Nicholas was not a fool, and this time he was shocked.

It is no wonder that the soldiers are dying, and when they go into battle, they are like crazy, and they are even more terrible than fanatics. When his own magician treats these soldiers, he is usually very relaxed. I didn't even consume much divine power, and I thought it was because these people were pious enough.

Dinisio, are you doing this to ruin my future?

Archbishop Nicholas calculated in his heart, but he did not calculate that the soldiers under his command would not live long. The Pope has already brought out the vitality of these people in advance, and whether he wins or loses, there is only one outcome.

"Nicholas, have you finally figured it out?" a voice sounded behind Nicholas, who suddenly turned his head and saw a young man in a white robe sitting in his big tent.

"Faka ......"

"Nicholas, do you want to die, or do you want to live?" asked Faka, smiling.

"I ...... To live!"

"Count you smart, Nicholas, do you know why Dinisio is counting you?"

Nicholas shook his head, although he was not a close confidant of the Pope, but within the Holy See, he was also one of the forces supporting the Pope. He couldn't understand why Dinisio did it. He can understand sacrificing those soldiers to improve combat effectiveness, but how can the scapegoat be himself?

"You have ninth-level power, right?" Faka's smile was very modest, but Nicholas could see the pride in it. A ninth-level magician is not a strong person in the eyes of Faka.

"You can't hide it from me, and you can't hide it from Dinisio. Calculate the time of Chanak the Great, the Holy See suffered heavy losses, and you know what kind of serious injuries Dinisio suffered. Nicholas, don't you know how he healed so quickly?"

Faka's words made a thunderbolt sound in Nicholas's heart.

Faka continued to strike him with words, and said, "That's right, half of the so many people who died at that time were killed by Dinisio, and within a year, many of the people in the Holy See who were assassinated by the magicians of Alchemy City were actually killed by Dinisio. He absorbed the vitality and divine power of these people, and it was only then that he recovered so quickly. Nicholas, if you go back and get convicted, what do you think Dinisio will do to you, a ninth-level magician?"

Archbishop Nicholas did not hesitate any longer, and knelt in front of Farka with a thud.

"Lord Faka, help me!"

"What about you...... How do you thank me?" said Farka with a smile as he looked at Nicholas. This powerful bishop in the Holy See has now completely fallen into his own hub.

"Let your lord command!" Archbishop Nicholas was terrified to the extreme, and was sucked by the Pope's life force, which also included the soul. And with the power of the Pope, he will definitely not waste his soul, when the time comes. It's not strange that I've been refined into anything.

"That's good. Five thousand jailers are more than a hundred miles south of you, and I have already trapped them in a magic array, and they cannot leave for the time being, so take your people and kill them all. ”

Nicholas shuddered, but did not refuse.

Faka continued: "Kill the five thousand, your more than ten thousand, and the twelve cardinals, don't keep them. Then, you go to the master of Metatrin City, Saleen. ”

"My lord!" Nicholas shouted, then lowered his voice and trembled, "Then I will ......"

"Fallen, isn't it? Fallen magicians are also very powerful beings. In the future, you can steal the power of believers and never have to worry about the feelings of the gods again, right?"

"Master Faka, kill me. Nicholas was devastated.

"What are you anxious about, do you know that Genenaris is dead?"

"Yes. Nicholas replied weakly.

"His chapter of redemption is in my hands. If you do a good job, I will naturally have a way to bring you back to the arms of God. Faka's smile was bright, but Nicholas's heart was cold.

"If you don't want to ......"

"I do!" Nicholas kowtowed.

"Take it, there are 100,000 broken souls in here, enough for you to absorb the power of faith in your daily life, remember to collect the souls of the jailers and these believers. Farka took out a black bead and threw it in front of Nicholas.

"Yes, sir. ”

"Tell Saleen that I asked you to take refuge in him, and he will not refuse. I have something to do later. will ask Picasso to contact you. ”

"Yes. When Nicholas looked up again, Farka was gone. Nicholas smiled bitterly, he had lived in vain for more than seventy years, but he was still so naïve. Originally, I thought that the Golden Sword Saint was killed by the enemy with one blow, and the five thousand jailers fled without a fight, and they still had an excuse to go back and be able to get out. Who knows, his life has long been in Dinisio's calculations.

Salin had planned to cultivate for three months, but on the sixth day, he had to come out of the warehouse because someone came looking for him.

Salin came to the second floor of the temple and saw Nicholas, the red-robed old man, standing there surrounded by a group of people, looking a little depressed.

To Salin's surprise, a black divine inscription appeared on the forehead of the red-robed old man.

Tracy and the others looked at Nicholas nervously, this old man, but a ninth-level powerhouse, if he suddenly made a move on Salin, the consequences could be imagined. Zola had even drawn his sword. Stand behind Nicholas, ready to get your hands dirty.

Seeing Saleen appear, Nicholas was stunned, Saleen was younger than he thought, probably less than twenty years old. Why is the Pope in a hurry to deal with such a person?

"You're the commander of the expeditionary force, why did you come to see me?" asked Salin straight to the point.

Nicholas looked at the people surrounding him around him, even if he was a ninth-level powerhouse, under the siege of these people, there would be no good end. But Faka's words, he didn't know whether to be heard. Faka didn't mention it. Naturally, he had to be careful.

After thinking about it, Nicholas was still ruthless, took out the black bead, and handed it over.

"This is the pearl of the soul, I have fallen, it is the source of my strength. If you crush this bead, I will immediately become an ordinary person. ”

Observing the black bead with the Elemental Eye, Nicholas continued, "Inside this bead are the soul fragments of all the expeditionary forces. 125,000 in all. I killed the escaped jailers, along with the twelve cardinals under my command. Lord Saleen, can I speak to you alone?"

"These are all people I trust, tell me. Salin saw that there were countless soul fragments in the black beads, as well as some relatively complete souls, all crying out in pain.

"I'm here to run to your lordship. Nicholas pointed to his forehead and said, "I have fallen, although the continent of Myers is vast, only you can live here." ”

"I don't need to. Salin flatly refused, but he was playing with the soul bead in his hand.

Only then did Nicholas know why Faka reminded him of the last sentence.

"Faka asked me to come. ”

Sarin's expression suddenly froze, Faka asked him to come, so can he refuse?

"Alright, you guys go down, what's your name?"

"Nicholas. "Nicholas did not say his last name.

"Well, Nicholas, since he asked you to come, I can't refuse. However, you have to sign a contract with me. You see, I'm just a sixth-level magician, and your strength is much higher than mine, and I don't feel at ease when you put it around. ”

"It's okay, please write the scroll, I'm willing to sign the contract. "Nicholas doesn't matter now. Killed twelve cardinals. There was no chance of him turning back. All hope is pinned on the chapter of redemption of Faka. If Faka repents, he will have to rely on this young mage.

This city is far stronger than you imagined, and it is not a problem to fight against a million troops if it continues to develop.

"If all the magicians are like you, how can there be a holy war. Salin teased, and began to write the scroll. Most of the people in the room left, but neither Shika, Neris, nor Tracy left.

Salin was already familiar with writing contract scrolls, but this time, his scroll was made of the skin of the Thunder Dragon, of course, the eighth-level Thunder Dragon. Even so, the scroll contract is enough to restrain the strong below level ten.

Nicholas didn't look at it, and happily wrote his name in blood on the scroll. Suddenly, a dense layer of electricity appeared on the scroll, and the blue electricity intertwined, flickering for a full minute before the scroll turned to ashes.

This is the contract that Saleen joined the thunder and lightning ability, and if Nicholas wants to harm himself in the future, he will first be bound by the power in the contract. Saleen did not believe that Nicholas's soul could fight the lightning of the Brontosaurus.

It's a double insurance, and when Nicholas makes a move, he immediately loses power. It's much easier to do that than to crush a soul orb.

"Give it back to you, Nicholas, and let's talk. Seeing that the contract was in effect, Salin was no longer afraid of this ninth-level fallen magician, and returned the Soul Bead to Nicholas.

"Lord Salin, what do you want to know?" Nicholas signed the contract, and his heart was much more settled. At least Salin won't be suspicious of his power now, and he won't have to die for the time being.