Plane of Mist

The clouds are thick, and the wind is blowing "Boom!" With a bang, lightning pierced the sky. High in the distance, several people shimmering with golden light shook the heavens and the earth. Ten miles away, a large crowd of people came to rush desperately. "Quick, get out now, get out now. Someone shouted.

A feeling of fear slowly grew in everyone's eyes, and every soldier looked at the front and desperately followed the people in front of him, running at night.

"Roar!" A loud roar, like thunder, broke the sky, it was the roar of the dragon.

Everyone raised their heads and looked back for the first time.

"Don't turn back, go quickly, we must get to the coast!" The officer's voice was heard, and everyone felt suppressed and panicked, and desperately moved forward.

In the distance, the waves were finally visible. "It's the sea, we're on the coast!" The sharp-eyed sentry shouted.

"Romon God!" A man put his forehead to the earth and prayed silently.

"Quick, the pursuers behind are almost here, we can't entangle, hurry, get on board!" On the coast, more than a dozen warships are docked, and there is already a gangplank.

"Quick, quick!" One by one, the soldiers jumped on the gangplank and headed for the ship.

Halfway through, one of the horsemen suddenly shouted: "Here they are, here they are."

Looking back, rows of cavalry appeared on the horizon, carrying banners marked by the god of the sea, and this solemn atmosphere was ......

The sound of the command came from afar, a snow-bright long sword, neatly erected in mid-air, the war horse gradually accelerated, and the ground shook slightly.

"Magician, prepare a spell!" 2nd Cavalry, follow me a-charge!" Ready!" In the night sky, orders were delivered.

Lord Lomon, my Lord, thou art the only true God of the earth, and may thy way be on the earth. As the soldiers desperately got on the boat, they could clearly hear the hooves of the approaching horses of the enemy's cavalry

Then, a group of cavalry charged, and in the night sky, a hymn sounded, which was a praise to God, a welcome to sacrifice, and then, one by two...... Voices continued to join in, and chants echoed across the sky.

At the officer's command, the young soldier had tears in his eyes, and many of them whispered to the song, and headed towards the ship, clenching their fists.

"Set sail, set sail!" The boat started, and the people on board, with a "boom", went into chaos, and countless voices rang out, and everyone argued.

"Why do you want to drive the boat, the people on it are still fighting!"

On the coast, the killing sound of the counter-charge continues, but it has become much more sporadic.

"Shut up, I'm the commander!" A knight roared: "We have failed this time, but it is easy to die here, the most important thing is to wash away the shame and spread the glory of my lord!"

"Do as I tell you, stay alive, and we will counterattack!" The knight's voice resounded throughout the audience.

"Counterattack!" The people on the boat roared. The fog is holy, there is no moon, and the night is deep and dark. In the middle of the night, the sea was calm, and the priest had already performed some magic spells.

In the cabin, the warrior had survived a week of fighting, and had survived the death today, physically and mentally exhausted, and had received treatment from the priests, and finally rested after sticking the planks.

A strong drowsiness welled up in his heart, and Pastor Faucansy's eyelids were a little heavy, but he could not sleep at all.

He rubbed his somewhat stiff cheeks, then stood up and stepped onto the deck.

Facing the slight cool breeze, most of the drowsiness suddenly disappeared.

Suddenly, a figure flashed ahead.

Pastor Franksey was so agitated that even the remaining half of his sleepiness was gone.

Who could it be?

Pastor Forconsey thought the figure was familiar, and followed.

"Knight of Hard, it's you!"

“...... It turned out to be Pastor Forconsy!" The knight on the opposite side looked back, and he looked over the deck, where many soldiers slept without beds.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Pastor Franksey asked, "Still thinking about today's warriors?"

...... Yes, we occupied the territory of Joel, and it went well, Lord Dragon suppressed the evil god Sennasai, and we moved the people, and we have already moved 100,000, why "all of a sudden, there is such a change?"

Pastor F. Concy said with a hint of anger: "That's the evil gods around, and suddenly they have joined the battle, and the increase in troops is just that, the key is that there are five evil gods in Jingran, besieging the dragon!"

"Bishop Kannopa, immediately gave the order to retreat, we were able to buy time, but this loss is also very large!

"Pastor Franksey, if the dragon can't come back, then we're ......"

Suddenly, Pastor F. Campancy raised his voice and said, "My lord is the true God, and even if he encounters temporary setbacks and difficulties, he will surely spread the glory to the whole continent, Knight Hader, are you not as good as a soldier, shaken?"

"No, of course not!" Hade Knight Tachimura retorted.

It is good that the path guided by God will not always be smooth, and we must be mentally prepared for this. Isn't it?" Pastor Franksey said, "Even without the dragon, we will keep going, and we rely on God, not on the dragon." ”

"Yes!" There was an echo from the other side, and the expression was not clear in the darkness.

Rubbing his somewhat stiff face, Reverend Frackancy sighed, "We don't have to worry now, tomorrow morning, we should be at the port, and we will know the last news." ”

The other man nodded, and parted, and Pastor Fockancy went back and lay down.

This time, he immediately fell asleep, and when he woke up, he slowly stretched his waist, and then his stomach was already bright.

The sunlight shines through the cracks, casting a beautiful morning glow.

Just then, there was a knock on the door of his house, and a voice rang out: "Pastor Francis Franksy, it's me, Klin. ”

Kling is a squire hoof name.

"Please come in. Pastor F. Francis cupped his forehead and said.

The door was pushed open, and it was the attendant Kling entered.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Of course, Reverend Francis Furcansy, why would I disturb your rest if it's okay? We're almost close to the docks, and we're about ten minutes away!" Clint said with a smile.

"Is it already there? I got up at once. Pastor F. Camponsey was shocked.

Sure enough, a moment later, the port city arrived.

One by one, the boats approached, and the personnel went down in an organized manner, and the wounded went down first.

Pastor Francis followed him into the hall of the temple.

After five years of development, the church rituals have become more and more comprehensive, but not as cumbersome.

Pastor Fokangsey, as a third-level priest, already has the right to participate in this ceremony.

In front of the idol he saw Bishop Khamrongpa.

When the preparations were over, Bishop Khan Rongpa knelt in front of the altar, behind which five priests surrounded him and prayed at the same time.

In the temple of the port city, a lot of holy power had been accumulated, and at this time, it began to fluctuate regularly.

Bishop Khamrongpa, with a solemn expression, silently prayed to God, reported the defeat of the war, and asked for God's grace and instructions.

The ceremony ended peacefully, and at the end, Bishop Khamrongpa dissolved without saying anything or giving any instructions.

The priests retreated in confusion

Pastor Fricansy was about to retreat, when suddenly an attendant came and bowed, "Pastor Francis Florance, Your Excellency, please come over."

"Yes!" Pastor Focon-West couldn't help but be surprised.

When Pastor Fokangsi arrived, he saw Bishop Kannampa standing quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in a study, looking at the man-made garden below

Pastor Phoconsi was cautious, some time ago, the dominant side was suddenly caught off guard by blows from all sides, perhaps Bishop Kannompa was angry.

When Bishop Kannompa saw him coming, he lowered the heavy curtains, the light source was cut off, and the room was darkened.

"Pastor Franksey, what are you prepared for this time?"

"Lord Bishop, we suffered a setback this time, because we didn't expect that several evil gods in the vicinity would be dispatched at the same time, which led to a change in the tide of the battle, which is not a crime of war......

"Failure is failure, we still underestimate the determination of a few evil gods!" Bishop Khumpa, however, admitted defeat very bluntly: "In the future, we will have to take this into account."

"However, we have not completely failed, according to the instructions of the gods, although the dragon is seriously injured, it has returned to the palace of the gods!" Bishop Khamrongpa did not look discouraged in the slightest: "Ours did not waver at all, but, as you can see, many people were shaken by it.

"Yes!" Pastor Forconsi didn't even dare to say more, so he answered.

"For those who waver, we need to reassure and educate, but for some, we need to pay special attention, and as for those who jump out and spread information against our Lord, we need to carry out a cleansing...... This defeat isn't entirely bad, don't you think?"

"Your Excellency, you are right!" Pastor Frank Francis couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and the first thing that came to the mind of the bishop was not failure, but the use of failure to rectify the interior.

"You are a devout servant of our Lord, and you have done great things, and the Church has cultivated you as a seed, what is your opinion on this?" asked Bishop Khumpa earnestly.

“...... If this is the case, Lord Bishop, we can pause for a week, not spread the news of the dragon's safe return, tighten the inside and loosen the outside, and see who is shaken, who turns his back, who is rumored......" Pastor Franksy froze, thought for a moment, and said.

"You're right. Bishop Kannompa nodded with a smile: "This matter is left to you, I am going to establish the Inquisition, and you will be the first chief priest, do you think, FP'?"

"Yes!" Pastor Franksey immediately bowed and responded.

Watching Pastor Frank Francis retreat, the smile in Bishop Kannopa's eyes faded thoughtfully.

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