"Priest Billever, it's been a long, long time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Morion picked up a glass of white wine, saluted Billever, he squinted at Billever's severed arm, and said, "You must have had a lot of things happen over the years. ”

Clifford didn't touch the wine on the table and said, "Give me a glass of water, please." ”

"Drinking alcohol in moderation calms a person's spirit, which is important for both the clergy and the caster. Morion took a sip of wine, put down the goblet, and put his hands on his lap and said, "The war situation in the north has stabilized over the years, and there are enough slaves to keep everything on track, and the Holy See is also in a busy time. Priest Billever, you have come back at the right time. Can you tell me a little bit about where you've been all these years?"

Billvier began to tell about the past twenty-three years, and the ugly suffering he had seen in the first ten years did not make the cardinal in front of him change his expression in the slightest, but when he talked about how he had saved a powerful group of wood spirits, helped them close the cracks in the lair, and taught them to believe in the Lord of Light and Darkness, the unfazed cardinal could not help but exclaim, "What a great feat. ”

"They are all very devout believers, and I believe that my god has accepted them, and my disciples have been able to perform divine magic. "I hope that the Holy See will recognize them as believers, and in their homeland I have established churches." ”

"A pure soul, a group of simple and pious yet powerful believers. "Of course we must accept them, for the delights of the gods will be inexhaustible." ”

Clifford let out a long sigh of relief, and his whole body was much more relaxed.

Morion paced from side to side and asked, "How do you find them? Where are they in the Greenwoods?"

"I can show my colleagues the way. "Of course, Clifford would like the Wood Spirits to be recognized by the Holy See as soon as possible.

"Priest Perifer, you haven't seen your brother and your teacher for twenty-three years, and they've been missing you for a long time. Go meet them. "So, then, draw a map for us, and I will send them as soon as possible, so that they may return to the arms of God as soon as possible." ”

"Then I'm sorry for you. Billvier didn't doubt it, and immediately agreed.

He drew a map overnight and handed it to Archbishop Morion.

That night, Clifford slept soundly.

When he got up the next day, just as Cliffor was about to go to the Holy See headquarters in Issoka City to meet his brother Cassel and his teacher, he suddenly remembered that he should give Morion a token, and the wood spirits did not trust outsiders so much.

But when he went to look for Morion, he was told that the Bishop had already departed.

Billvier had no choice but to ask for a wildebeest and head north to the Greenwoods, but unfortunately, the Archbishop's team was so fast that Billvier did not meet with Archbishop Morion before entering the Greenwoods.

After months of traveling, he finally entered the Green Forest, and this time he was full of excitement.

Ilsa certainly never imagined that she would see me so soon.

He walked to the church he had built, as he remembered, but on the way, he saw several clergy cutting down trees.

Is that...... Wood Spirit's Companion Tree?!

Billever's smile froze, and he stepped forward in anger to stop, "What are you guys doing?!"

"Priest Billever, we are on official business. The clergyman replied lukewarmly.

"These trees can't be cut down!Why hasn't anyone stopped you, Wood Spirits?, Lord Morion?" Clifford almost roared.

"Lord Morion is in the church you built, if you want to find him, please go forward. ”

Perifer ran madly towards the church, where he met countless indifferent Papal soldiers, as he had seen in the northern battlefields, numb and cold-blooded.

It's just to lead the wood spirit back to the Holy See, why is there a Holy See army?

A bad feeling rose in Billever's heart, but he didn't have time to care, and he ran as fast as he could, but as he approached the church door, he heard a terrible cry.

The voice was childish and familiar.

This is...... Ilsa!

"I'm sorry, Priest Billy, you can't go in. The Papal forces guarding the gate stopped Perifer, "No one can approach without an order from Lord Morion." ”

Billever's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted angrily, "Get out!"

He cast a divine blast to bounce away the Papal forces that stood in his way, and as an epic high priest, no one present could stop him.

He pushed open the door of the Holy See with a heavy blow, only to see Morion naked and his lower body stirred, and below him, the immature Ilsa, who was also naked, weeping bitterly.

Billever's eyes went black, all his strength was drained, and he fell to his knees.

Morion noticed Billever, but instead of stopping, he smiled with pleasure: "What a pure soul, Priest Billifer, you are not wrong at all. When I give this soul, God's pleasure will be inexhaustible for you and me. ”

"Why——what?" roared Billever, his voice hoarse, his eyes filled with tears of bitterness and remorse.

He didn't dare to look, he was afraid to see Ilsa's resentful eyes, helpless eyes, and hateful eyes......

Also, desperate eyes.

"Oh, why?" said Morion, who stopped his stirring, as if he had heard a very funny joke, and laughed, "Priest Perifer, this is what our Lord loves, a pure, desperate, resentful soul, and what could be better?"

"What about the other wood spirits, what did you do to them?"

"Well, they are indeed a very good race among the Wood Spirits, and it did cost me a lot of manpower to kill them. "But it's all worth it, the gods harvest the souls that satisfy him, and we harvest these precious woods." Especially the wood spirit named Anas, his companion tree turned out to be the legendary Blue Mark Crystal Tree. ”

"Anas, Anas......" Billvier whispered in distraction, the handsome Wood Spirit Leader who was always polite in front of him, thinking of his hearty smile and his friendship with him.

"Ahh

After a long time, Billiver got up from the ground, and he glared at Morion with resentment: "You have violated the doctrine of God, you heretic. You are perverting everything, Morion, and you will be sent to purgatory by the gods. ”

Morion stood up, he stared at Perifer, and said word by word: "Perifer, as you and I once argued, it is you who pervert the doctrine. ”

"Impossible!" Billevers roared.

Morion stooped down to take the shackles of faith from the hollow-eyed Ilsa, an action that provoked a revolt from Ilsa, who was already a dead man, and she clung to her wrist.

This action made Billever's heart cramp unbearable, and he bit his lower lip tightly, and even bit off a piece of flesh from his lower lip, and blood flowed.

Morion violently snapped Ilsa's fingers, even breaking a few, causing her to scream, and then he struggled to unshackle his faith and threw it at Perifer, saying, "Sure enough, it's too heavy for me." But, Billever, the only person who was once able to wear it easily, can you still wear it now?"

Cliffor's hands trembled, and he fell to his knees, slowly reaching for the shackles he had worn for nearly a lifetime, touching its familiar surface.

But...... He couldn't hold the shackles anymore.

"How so? It can't be, it's impossible......" Billever's eyes widened, and he shook his head, not listening to the whispered repeat, he refused to believe that he could no longer hold the shackles of faith.

"Recognize the facts, Brevier, your faith has gone astray. ”

"It can't be!" Billiver roared hysterically.

"Then you dare to ask me for a divine verdict?!" Morion snorted.

He picked up the naked Ilsa and placed her on the altar.

"No, you can't sacrifice her!" Clifford ran over in terror, but an invisible barrier stopped him. He frantically used the magic he mastered, but how could he break the barrier set by Morion, who was far stronger than him and could step into the Sanctuary by only one line.

"Stop, Morion, I'll tell you to stop!" Cliffor's eyes were bloodshot and he kept growling.

But...... It was too late.

"My lord, great god of light and darkness, lay down your will. ”

A powerful will descended, and the eyes of God were fixed on this place.

Morion looked like a madman, and said loudly: "Offer the purest soul, please decide!"

A strong will began to sweep over, and Ilsa's body floated into the air, turning into dots and stars, and finally vanished.

A powerful divine power began to descend and fell on Morion's body, Morion let out a groan of great comfort, and the aura on his body suddenly rose, and he actually took that step and reached the Sanctuary.

Unexpectedly...... Did you really send down a divine grace?

Clifford knelt on the ground, staring blankly at all this, and muttered in aphasia: "This can't be, this can't ......"

Cracks began to appear in his faith, and his piety began to waver.

"Ahh

The will that had already dissipated began to reunite, and Morion felt the greater joy of the gods.

"God, what is right and what is wrong?"

"O gods, why should I believe in you?"

"Is this the god?"

The divine power in Billever's body began to dissipate, and a black mist began to spread out from his body, and a terrifying dark power regenerated within him.

Morion was shocked: "God has fallen, Bilifer has fallen into God!"

It was then that Morion heard the delightful voice of the gods: "A pious soul in the making, a perfect experiment, a perfect soul." ”

A giant hand of light and darkness appeared out of thin air, grabbed Cliffor, and then dissipated.