Chapter 238: John's Old Things
Hearing his subordinate's question, Mason was slightly stunned, and then sighed. β‘β½β Tomato β Small β Say Net '--.- f'q'x-s--.com
"I don't know, there is no news from either side of the Holy See or the Kingdom......"
As soon as his words fell, a very familiar figure appeared in front of him, which made him startled.
"Bishop Ronald. β
Seeing the papal bishop walking towards him with a solemn expression, Mason chuckled in his heart, having already guessed what he was going to say.
"Deputy Commander Mason, I have just received news from the Holy See that another batch of undead have appeared in the place of bones, some of them are coming here, about 200,000 of them. β
Really......
Mason smiled bitterly, his expression surprised Bishop Ronald a little, and after some inquiry, he learned about the dwarf's arrival just now, and his face showed a hint of anger.
"It's a disgusting gesture. β
Bishop Ronald said coldly, and then said to Mason: "You don't have to worry, the Holy See has sent all the knights to various places to support, as far as I know, the destination of the "Righteous Hand" is here, with their help, Leedig will not be lost." β
Righteous Hands?
Hearing this famous knight order of the continent, a glimmer of hope appeared in Mason's eyes, and his face softened slightly: "I hope so." β
"Bishop, I've heard that the priests of the Inquisition have already taken action in the Greyhawk Kingdom, is it true?"
At this time, one of Mason's guards interjected and asked, Mason wanted to reprimand him, but after hearing what he asked, he was suddenly a little curious. β Tomato Fiction Network '.
He had also heard the news, it was said that an army of 100,000 undead was wreaking havoc on the border of the Gray Eagle Kingdom, including thousands of death knights in addition to ordinary skeleton soldiers.
This army slaughtered several towns, and the average army could not do anything about it.
However, in the end, it was destroyed in an instant by a black light that filled the entire sky, and some witnesses said that although the light was black, it was exactly the same feeling that the Holy Light brought him, and it was supposed to be the work of the priesthood of the Inquisition Tribunal.
What is surprising is that the Holy See did not come forward to explain this statement, neither acknowledging nor denying it.
When Bishop Ronald heard this question at this time, he hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded and said, "That news is true, it was Lord John Charles, the [Flame of Judgment] among the three priests of the heresy Arbitrator. β
"Flame of Judgment, he's not dead?!"
Hearing the name in Ronald's mouth, the guards were nothing, but Mason was shocked and exclaimed.
Flame of Judgment John Charles, one of the current priests of the Inquisition Tribunal, was a priesthood one hundred and twenty years ago, and was once recognized as the strongest human in the Western Continent because of his use of the unique black flame [Flame of Judgment] that he comprehended from the Holy Light.
John's jealousy was evident when he was an ordinary Knight of Light, and after he joined the Inquisition and became a priest, he spent every day hunting down heretics, and countless monsters died at his hands. ηͺβ½β‘eggplant smallβ say net '''.-f-q'x-
And as John continued to kill monsters, the fire of judgment in his hands became more and more powerful, but strength was often accompanied by uncontrollable, and finally, one day, when chasing and killing a monster that had reached the legendary level, the fire of judgment went berserk, and the evil thoughts of those monsters hidden in the flames erupted, making John fall into a state of madness.
Out of control, John not only let the monster go, but also killed the two priesthood candidates who accompanied him.
When he regained consciousness and realized what he had done, John ruined his strength, shackled, barefoot, walked back to the Inquisition on foot, and begged his brother, Link Charles, who was also a priest, to kill him.
Link didn't make a decision right away, just brought John into the arbitration.
No one else knows what happened after that, but John Charles has since disappeared from the Western Continent.
When Mason was a child, he could be said to have grown up listening to the story of the former first person in the Western Continent, so he was so shocked when he heard the news now.
Ronald laughed when he saw his shocked face, remembering how he had behaved when he first received the news from the archbishop, not much different from Mason.
He told Mason what had happened after that.
Link took John to meet His Majesty the previous Pope of the Holy See of Light, who chose to forgive John and used the power of the artifact to rekindle the fire of John's judgment, allowing him to restore his strength, but also gave him a very severe punishment, or task. β³Tomato Novel β Netβ ''.
That is for John to travel to a place called Kirtland to suppress a vampire whose strength has reached the pinnacle of legend for a hundred years, and the power of the fire of judgment must be sealed except for the time spent fighting the vampire.
"Seal?" Mason was shocked when he heard this.
"That's right, it's the seal, the time when the power is sealed, Lord John will grow old like an ordinary person without power. Ronald looked at him and said.
"No wonder ......," Mason suddenly realized.
He finally understood why John was not found even though he was not dead, and how could those who were looking for John target an ordinary person who had no power and was getting old every day?
Thinking of this, Mason's heart suddenly moved, and he said, "I remember that place called Kirtland, some time ago, Lord Commander had people buy some star-striped stones from there. β
"The lord there seems to be Leo Kinus, the son of Davis, who won the tournament not long ago. β
Ronald nodded and said, "That's right. β
"That'...... Lord John's attack this time couldn't be because the army of the undead invaded Kirtland, right?" Mason said in surprise.
Ronald shook his head and said: "No, Kirtland is adjacent to the sea, the army of the undead did not choose to move in that direction, and I don't know the reason why Lord John made a move, it may be due to the bishop's order, or it may be that I can't stand it." ηͺβ eggplant β novel net β³β½β³ -'-.'f-q'x-s-'.'c'o-m"
"I see. Mason gave a thoughtful look.
"Report to the deputy commander, there is a man who claims to be an envoy of the elves who asks to see him. β
Just then, a soldier hurried in and bowed his head to Mason.
"Elf?" Mason was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, another soldier ran in, his face full of joy.
"Report to the deputy commander, Winterfell, the northern border of the Gray Eagle Kingdom, has come to support, and it is the White Tiger Army that has been sent!"
"What!"
Hearing the news, everyone present was shocked, and Mason and Ronald were no exception.
Soon, a flash of ecstasy welled up on Mason's face and he said, "Take me over to meet them." β
"I'll go too. Ronald also said.
As soon as the words fell, the two of them made a gesture to leave.
"Eh, deputy commander, what about the elves?" At this time, the first soldier to come in reacted and asked.
Mason waved his hand impatiently: "Let's arrange to rest first!"
Through what happened to the dwarves just now, Mason inexplicably had some resistance to these aliens, and subconsciously thought that they were not here for support.
But this time he had wronged the elves.
"I'm sorry, our deputy commander is not available right now, you can wait for a while. β
After listening to the words of the soldier in front of him, Ash, who was wearing light armor and a light green cloak outside, frowned slightly, feeling a little strange in his heart.
Her instincts told her that the soldier was speaking with excuses.
But she didn't lose any temper, nodded lightly, and looked around.
Suddenly, her gaze froze and she saw a somewhat familiar face.
Soon, the face disappeared in front of her eyes with the flow of people.
"Why is he here?"
Ash whispered in confusion, and suddenly took a step in that direction.
"Eh, don't go over!" When the soldier saw this scene, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly blocked in front of Ash.
Ash glanced at him faintly, and did not speak, but his eyes revealed the meaning of inquiry.
The soldier didn't know why, but suddenly felt a huge pressure, and said stubbornly: "There is a fortress over there, you are a foreigner, you can't go over." β
In fact, that's where Mason and the people from Winterfell were talking.
That's why the soldiers didn't dare to let Ash pass.
"What if I prefer to go over. Ash spoke softly, softly and pleasantly, but causing the soldier's body to stiffen slightly.
Because, this beautiful elven girl, she put the bladed ice bow in her hand against the soldier's abdomen.
Feeling the chill coming from his abdomen, the soldier squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, raised his hands, and slowly let go of his body.
But what he wanted was to wait for the elf to leave and then send an alarm.
Bang!
What the soldier didn't expect was that even if he let go of his body, Ash didn't let him go, and his white and slender arm gently slapped the back of his head, making him faint all of a sudden.
After doing all this, Ash snorted, grimaced at the soldier, and walked briskly in the direction of what the soldier said was a fortress.
On the other side, Mason and Ronald followed behind the soldiers, and it didn't take long to feel a rush of battle coming from the front.
It was, Mason remembered, a clearing in the fortress.
Soon, a silver-white figure appeared in their eyes, it was a group of soldiers with cold eyes, all wearing silver-white armor, expressionless, like machines.
"This is the ...... of the White Tiger Army"
Seeing this famous army on the mainland, Mason's eyes showed a trace of surprise, he is also the commander of the army, and he can clearly feel the difference between this White Tiger Army and ordinary armies.
Although they were standing here quietly, they brought Mason an extremely large sense of oppression, if it was an ordinary person, or being watched by this group of people, I am afraid that he would not even be able to breathe.
And what surprised Mason the most was the fighting spirit that he had just felt in the distance.
This fighting intent was felt more clearly and more bluntly after he approached.
Terror.
This was Mason's first impression.
All in one piece.
This was the second thought that crossed Mason's mind, and he even had the illusion that there were not thousands of scattered soldiers standing in front of him, not an army, just a man with a fighting spirit.
With such a cohesive army, the strength that can be exerted in battle is immeasurable.
For a commander-in-chief, Mason wants this kind of army most than anything.
Unfortunately, it wasn't his, Mason shook his head regretfully, and then he saw a very young figure walking towards him.