When the white moon also fell into the sky, and the daylight pierced through the clouds and shone on the golden dome of the Sanctuary, the city of Paliva finally ushered in the day in the bloody night. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Last night, three mages and five Templars were ordered by the Priests to go to the Lord's Mansion to arrest Carter Larson, the son of a sinner.

In the middle of the night, the Lord's Mansion was on fire, but the Templar authorities did not care, they thought it was a flame spell from the monks in the midst of a struggle, and the Free Folk did not care, and they were still too afraid to take a step closer to the mansion in fear of the prohibition.

No one thought that Carter Larson would be able to defeat his pursuers—after all, it was impossible for an unfinished seminary disciple to defeat any true monk blessed by the god Osiris. Not to mention that the people who are chasing him are several times more powerful than him.

However, the team did not return.

When another team of acolytes entered the lord's mansion with suspicion, they were shocked by what they saw.

The entire lobby of the mansion was covered with black scorch marks, and a thick layer of black charcoal was glued to the marble walls and floor, and every step of the way, there was charcoal ash choking into the throat.

They found three staff cores on the ground, which had been burned into black crystals. At the same time, there was also the solidified, glowing molten iron, and the blood crystals on the hilt of the sword, which had also been burned black.

The team couldn't even tell if their comrades were killed or missing.

Then, on the charcoal, they found a thin line of blood stains. Following along the way, the thin line disappeared beyond the gates of the lord's mansion.

Then they remembered the fire of the previous night, which seemed to be a little different from the light of the Holy Fire Spell—scarlet, like blood smeared in the dark night sky.

It reminded them of the infidels who had invaded the city of Paliwa a few days earlier and then disappeared. He is like an invisible monster that brings fear to the city at all times.

Again, they searched the lord's mansion in alarm, but found nothing, so they hurried back to the Paliva Sanctuary to report to the priesthood.

As they entered the bronze doors of the sanctuary, they found the Holy Priesthood—fifteen mages and Archmage Rus, chanting prayers around the altar of holy water.

This means that John Fisher, the Holy Priest of Paliwa, will awaken before the feast day - the situation has reached this point!

The light reflected a hazy brilliance through the stained glass of the golden dome, and the projection of the cross star circle on the glass sprinkled on the red embroidered gold robes of the priests, like the sunlight reflected on the red poppy sea.

The priests raised their staffs, and fifteen circles of crosses and phalanxes began to shine on the ground, and incantations filled the building like stars, tightly surrounding the altar of holy water. In the center of the fifteen magic circles was the phalanx array of Archmage Rose, and the golden light gathered by the cross star shot straight into the center of the square pillar like a sharp sword.

As the incantation of the Phalanx began to swirl rapidly, the entire city of Paliva became dark, and all the light poured into the golden dome of the Sanctuary, and the stained glass turned into a large lens, exposing the Holy Water Altar to a harsh white.

The originally calm milky white water in the center of the altar turned into a column of water that scattered brilliant brilliance, spiraling and rising to the golden dome.

Surrounded by a square pillar array, the water column split, and out came a white-haired, waist-length man wearing a silver-white robe, only the size of a child. His whole body was covered in a film of light, his face seemed to melt into the light, and only a pair of golden eyes were very clearly visible on his face, which made people feel intimidated.

This is the Holy Priest of the city of Paliva, Archmage John Fisher, who is now three hundred and sixteen years old, and in order to preserve his wisdom, he has been sleeping in the altar of holy water for many years, awakening only one month a year on the day of the feast, bringing the blessing of the god Osiris to the world.

The voices of the faces in the cluster of light sounded like countless children singing harmony, echoes echoed in the sanctuary: "Children, what is going on? I feel the power of a strange god invading Paliva. ”

Archmage Rose replied, "There are heretics who have entered the city—we think the Warlocks of Nanfeng. ”

"Dear Holy Priest, a team of acolytes disappeared from the Lord's Mansion last night, and we suspect that the same Nanfeng invaders colluded with Carter Larson. A monk who had scouted the mansion knelt down in front of the altar.

"Poor people, may Holy Osiris bless them!" said the faces in the cluster of light with a sound of pity, like a song that washed the hearts of the frightened monks.

"In order to get to the bottom of all this, and to deal with the enemy who is hiding in the dark, I propose to convene a round table with the Inquisition. ”

The Holy Priest pointed to the gate of the church, and in the direction he pointed, about a hundred meters away, was a square square with a sculpture of Saint-Louis Zeit, the Holy Judge, and a sculpture of the Passion of Sinners.

In the square, a square building, with a long gilded scroll depicting the trial of the guilty on the wall, and a shrill wail could be heard from the building, which was the site of the Paliwa Inquisition.

The church was separated from the Inquisition by only one road, but it seemed to straddle the distance between heaven and earth.

The priests were silent, only Archmage Rose responded, "Honorable Holy Priest, we obey your orders. Only you can bring the priesthood and the judgment together. ”

When the sun shone on the golden dome, the priesthood and the inquisition finally sat down at the same long table.

If the priest's red and gold robes, with his merciful and gentle faces, represent the ethereal horizon of Osiris, then the faceless Inquisitor in bronze armor and bronze mask represents the majesty of hell.

After St. John the Priest sprinkled holy water on each seat and the crowd prayed in front of the idol of Osiris, there was silence.

The silence of the priesthood and the inquisition.

After a full quarter of an hour, a faceless inquisitor spoke up: "We have long recommended martial law to the city and arrest the infidels, but these pleasure-indulged priests have delayed the operation for fear of offending a few of the Paliwa's deep-rooted families and not getting the tax to wash their sins—and you are even afraid of arresting Carter Larson!"

One of the priests scoffed.

"You have found anything in your bloodshed through the streets, apart from the capture of some slaves and some outcasts? You simply do not represent the god Osiris, but the mad meat grinder, listen to the screams coming from the Inquisition!"

The Inquisitor uttered a somber voice.

"The Tribunal stands for a fair and unbiased trial. We exercise the authority given by the true God. Do you have to doubt this? Paliva has produced a blasphemous lord, a blasphemous heir, and an evil heretic, and you are to bear the blame!"

The priest responded angrily.

"There is a river of blood in the Inquisition, and you will only squeeze the blood of the civilians! Isn't the betrayal of the city lord related to your cruelty? Aren't we resisting when the infidels invade? You will only deal with unarmed civilians!"

The Inquisitors continue to attack.

"The priests of the House of Talman, the House of Sayre, would only collect taxes, and busily transfer wealth to their own family domains, and throw the city of Paliva, which was not maintained by a ruler, to those who held the scepter of judgment. ”

The golden-threaded priest glared angrily at the Inquisitor, reached for the tome on the table and threw it at the Inquisitor's bronze mask, but the Inquisitor avoided it, and the corner of the book slammed into his right forehead with a crisp metal crash.

The Faceless Inquisitor raised his scepter, almost aimed at the priest and began to chant.

"Some of us god-servants, some only want money, others only want blood. No one wants to listen to the prayers of the believers, and when disaster strikes, there will only be pointless arguments and violence with the power in their hands. ”

Archmage Ross interrupted the bickering and smiled disdainfully. He was only in his forties, surprisingly young among the archmages, with brown eyes and deep contours, and looked very handsome and gentle.

Both the priesthood and the inquisition were silent. Not because he was second only to St. John the Priest in the city of Paliva, but because they had almost forgotten that there was also a member of the Larson family - Ross had no surname, was the illegitimate son of the Larson family, the half-brother of Hesar Larsen, and the uncle of Carter Larson!

All confrontations and precautions were immediately directed at this powerful bastard.

"Rose, dear child," said St. Priest John, who had been silent, raised his hands and stroked the crown of the archmage's forehead, "If mortals pray, intercede, and forgive their earthly sins, then the sanctuary and the true god Osiris are no longer just, and cannot exercise true judgment according to the will of God." ”

"But if they don't listen to the pleas of the world, how can they think that by doing good deeds they will be protected by the true God, and how will the morality we preach and establish exist?" Rose looked up at the golden eyes in the halo, revealing a painful and gloomy expression.

"Child, you should not question the Sanctuary, it represents the voice of the true God. One day, when you sit in the position of a holy priest, you will understand the duties we are doing. ”

The golden eyes retracted their pity and became majestic again.

"If there is a conspiracy in Nanfeng, it will definitely be carried out on the day of the festival. The Day of Worship is a sacred and inviolable feast, stop your ridiculous quarrels and maintain order in Paliva. ”