"You lean against the corner of the wall with your hands on your chest, and you are not allowed to play tricks. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info" The claws roared menacingly, and rested their heads on the nun's shoulders, which frightened her and made her motionless.

Byron was about to reply, when the sound of dense footsteps behind him rang out, and he turned around, and several tall temple paladins hooked their heads and streamed through the narrow iron gates, the smooth surface of the iron armor reflecting the dim jumping light.

The hearts of the two thieves sank little by little.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his tense face, and got out of the way, and the blue amber eyes of the holy warrior who walked at the forefront stayed on the silver-white liquid in Byron's hand for a second, and then walked straight in front of Mama Vika, and after the suppressed words, the wooden emblem the size of half a palm was summoned.

The paladin clenched his eyes and closed them, and a low, magnetic voice echoed in the spacious basement, and several frightened nuns folded their hands and prayed reverently. A few of the children also learned to pray in a stumbling tone.

The spherical halo of holy white appeared above the old man's lying body, Byron had a blank eye, and there seemed to be a faint humanoid silhouette in the middle of the ball of light.

The wounds on Ms. Vika's body healed rapidly under the light of the holy light, and several other holy warriors also summoned the Sun Holy Emblem one after another, and divine graces, healing touches and other divine techniques flashed one after another, and even some holy warriors performed divine skills and took half of the damage for the old man.

Finally, Mama Vika breathed a sigh of relief and opened her eyes.

Only then did several paladins stand up, and the sound of drawing their swords rang out in unison.

"Desecrating the temple and attacking the clergy. Do you have anything to refute?" asked the paladin coldly.

"We ...... We ......" The claws were captured by the momentum, and there was no way to refute it for a while.

"Since there is no last word, then ......" The holy warrior stepped out, instantly crossed a distance of more than ten meters, and appeared on the other side of the basement.

[Cavalry Raid] - Silver Rank, Templar.

He slashed his claw on the head of the sword, and then placed the great sword on the chestnut-haired man's shoulder: "What are you doing in the temple?"

The man pursed his lips, then gritted his teeth fiercely, the sound of his teeth shattering, and the venom in his back molars ran down his esophagus. Soon he could no longer stand and collapsed to the ground.

Byron glanced at the clutter piled up in the corner of the basement - large and easy to move, and the thieves had not come to trouble the nuns, they had come to the basement in search of secret doors.

He shook his head, how could these temples have secret doors. Tina ran over, hugged the young man excitedly, lifted her tear-stained face, and her eyes were full of sparkling starlight: "Brother Byron, you are so amazing!"

Then, as curiously as she had discovered a new world, she poked the liquid metal flowing on Byron's arm.

"What is this?"

"It's the power of the heart, young man, and you're amazing. Mama Vika, supported by the nun, came to Byron with a smile on her pale face: "Thank you, young man. ”

Byron smiled and nodded, touching Tina's little head.

"Captain Horace, there's a fire on the other side of the Temple of War. A paladin burst through the door, sweat dripping down his cheeks.

"Reed and Motwyn stayed behind to take care of them. Horace put on his helmet and ran out with the paladin, and when he walked past Byron, he didn't forget to look at the activated "astral texture structure" in the young man's hand in confusion, since this ascetic can extract materials from the astral plane to build weapons, why don't he directly show his ability - ascetics are not short of long-range attacks, these few thieves who are not even black iron rank are absolutely unable to defend against attacks from the heart.

The Templars didn't ask much, but smiled and nodded to Byron, then lowered the thick steel mask, revealing only two blue amber eyes, which were of Nier's blood, and legend has it that they were descendants of Ninawa, the goddess of the sea, whose life is detailed in the Age of the Jade Chronicle handed down from time immemorial.

This canon was written by the goddess's great-granddaughter, Iltam. When she was young, she would follow behind her great-grandmother and ask the goddess endless questions about her life and experiences. The old Ninawa values the young mermaid's youth and passion that she had lost so much earlier, and they eventually become intimate.

After the old god Ninawaden, Iltham also relinquished his rule and settled in the Gulf of Tranquility. As a quiet and thoughtful woman, she prefers to write poetry and study the mysteries of the natural world.

In the last years of her death, the old man spent her last years writing down her thoughts and memories, including fables and lessons taught to her by her great-grandmother. These records became the "Age of the Jade", named after the goddess's favorite jade.

These vellum scrolls tell the origin of the first Neer, a goddess who traveled the continent as a young woman and fell in love with a human prince who gave birth to a baby with blue amber eyes.

However, the Nier generally live in the south and are sparsely populated, making it almost impossible to see them in the north.

After inquiring about the two paladins left behind, Byron quickly knew the current situation, and couldn't help frowning deeply.

It turned out to be a group of crazy people who believed in the devil.

Although the superficial knowledge conferred by Level 1 religions does not give Byron a deep understanding of these religions, the advantage is that he knows the basic origins and teachings of almost every religion on the continent of Cyril.

Divine fire refers to the pale blue flames produced by the burning of brimstone, and those who do not know the truth may associate them with the demons of the abyss.

But this church was actually founded by the devil tempting mortals, and this pleasure demon was mediocre and insane, and it loved nothing more than to see mortal cities fall into chaos, and it never tired of it.

In order to satisfy this special hobby of itself, and at the same time to provide a little power help for the believers, it will capture the mortal enemies - demons, of course, mostly some low-level demons, teleport to the main plane, and use the method of demon hunters to capture demons, imprison the demons in the human body, and let them slowly merge together.

The Pleasure Demon has plunged several cities into flames, and if not to death, it is chaotic.

Byron felt a deep headache and prayed that he wouldn't meet the madmen. It's not because the Divine Fire Cultists are strong, low-level demons can't fuse perfectly with the host, at most the Black Iron Rank. But no one wants to see the scene of half-human, half-demon, wriggling and merging while fighting you.

It's disgusting.

Byron offered to patrol the temple and not let the thieves of the Shadow Hand cause chaos. The Templar's real purpose in leaving the two paladins behind was obviously to seal off the secret door, and if he didn't know how to stay here, the two heavily armed paladins should chase them away.

The young man hurriedly retreated from the basement.

After several high-ranking members of the Shadow Hand set the Temple on fire, they quickly exited the city through a secret passage underground, which ended under the floor of a small cabin.

"Holaday, what's going on?" the leader of the thieves tilted his head to look at the only Divine Fire cultist in the group. He hated unpunctual collaborators, and besides, things were so big and time was pressing, and their people hadn't even arrived yet.

"Don't be in a hurry, Lord Tham. The gray-haired old man's two eyeballs shone green in the night. He smiled and said softly, "Here we are." ”

Hearing the sound of "banging" through the bushes in front of him, Tamu couldn't help but squint his eyes, and the faint light behind the two black-robed cultists was extremely conspicuous in the night.

Tam was about to scold a few words, when the figure following the black-robed cultist revealed his full picture. The light was emitted by the three rune stones hovering around the man's side, and the twisted runes made Tam's face turn pale.

Obsidian El, the language of runes, psychic.

Crimson Is, the language of runes, bursts.

St. Peor, the language of runes, guard.

Without thinking about it, the leader of the thieves pulled out a beautiful scroll from his pocket, and a white arbitrary door opened before his eyes.

The rune mage tapped his fingers full of lines: "Rune transformation, lock construction, dimensional blockade." The lines on his hand jumped, and countless runes appeared on his fingertips. And quickly disappeared into the air, and a faint shock spread in the air. The door closed in the blink of an eye, leaving Tamu in place.

The other thieves were in turmoil in an instant, they originally wanted to use the power of the Divine Fire Cultists to disrupt Suo Dan in order to profit from it, and now that Duru had lost in both the south and the north, it was a good time for the shadow hand to grow.

When did there be a mage in this group of madmen, and didn't these cunning and sinister "betrayers" always call themselves calm and rational?

While the thieves didn't know what to do, the rune mage waved his wide white sleeved robe downward, and a faint voice sounded in their ears: "How's the plan going?"

Of course, this was not to speak to a few thieves, but the old man prostrated himself on the ground and replied in a pious and excited tone: "Lord Avina, all is well, the divine fire has been ignited, and Sodan will surely be reduced to ruins. ”

The rune mage nodded, and his figure flashed, appearing in the sky above Sodan Simen.

The second group of refugees, or rather, the figures of the Divine Fire Cultists had already appeared in the dense forest, and the rune mage smiled lightly, and the raging flames rose in his crystal eyes.

The two old priests standing above the city gate were startled by the sudden appearance of the rune mage, and the fire in the other's eyes made them roar in horror: "Arcanist." ”

Two black flames rolled down from the void and slammed into the two priests. It was undoubtedly the best option for the two to jump out of the way, but behind them stood a full of soldiers, and Baron Colin was also standing side by side with them.

Priest Haru's eyes widened with rage, and the bulging air spurted upward, and the inverted flames flew upwards again.

Delrian Priest let out a vomit, and an extremely disgusting breath rushed towards the rune mage with the rising air current.

The rune in the runemaster's hand flew out, forming a circular shield in front of him, and he blinked, the fire in his eyes turning dark. Two chains of burning black flames shot out of the void, and the rune mage smiled for a long time, standing in the air and looking down on the two of them, a holy white magic book hovering beside him, the spread pages of the book were stirred by the air currents in the sky.