The fall and explosion of the airship near the capital shocked the top brass of the Ruofia Empire. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

According to the report of the City Guard, who first arrived at the scene of the fall, they surrounded the Shadow Church assassins who were trying to escape, and the mad god cultists realized that they had no chance of escaping, so they detonated the core of the airship. Fortunately, the guards sensed the madness of the believers and withdrew quickly, thus avoiding serious casualties.

Because the core of the airship contained enough energy to sustain the airship for many years, the fire continued to burn for more than a day before being extinguished, and the burning wreckage became an ideal crematorium. In the darkness of the wreckage, not a single bone could be found. Only some ashes and melted metal armor were found.

The only thing left intact in this air crash was the corpse of a believer in God. As the City Guard retreated, they brought a corpse on the ground as evidence. Emblem, poisoned daggers, paper with crazy words written on it, and in front of it was undoubtedly an Assassin of the Church of Shadows. The powerful Jofia prophecy mage, using this corpse as an introduction, cast a spell to find information—this is indeed a good thing done by the Shadow Church.

Upon learning of this, the Church of Shadows killed more than thirty Imperial intelligence agents in celebration. On their bellies, "For Ciric" was written in blood and hung on street lamps.

The Ifian Empire was furious, and in the big cities, citizens took to the streets to accuse the Shadow Church of its crimes, asking the Empire to completely eliminate the Shadow Church. The Supreme Central Council convened urgently, and an unprecedented storm began, and the Empire used all its power to wipe out the Shadow Church.

The Imperial Condors worked overtime to deal with the reported, suspicious figures, and the gallows were soon filled with people, poor, rich, noble, and anyone with ties to the Church of the Shadows. Knights in full armor poured into the city's dark underground tunnels and wilderness, their blades rapidly stained with blood of all kinds, beggars, cultists, trolls, and all creatures that lived in the shadows.

For a time, "colluding with the Shadow Church" became the deadliest accusation, and some officials regretted that they had taken the gold coins of the "Shadow Church". Neighbors watched each other out, and many of those with ties to the gang were sent to jail.

In short, the carpenter and the plumber smiled, the former doing a prosperous business, and the latter working in the underground sewers much safer.

Even in the ivory tower, Alina could feel the effects of the terrorist attack, and all around her were talking about the "Church of the Shadows". Any newspaper is screaming at its readers about what the Shadow Church is, what is Ciric, how hateful the believers of God are, how heroic the guards of the empty boats, and so on.

Alina was still a little interested at first, but when she saw the words "Shadow Church" in the back, it was like eating eight pieces of fat in one go. Thanks to the newspapers, she learns all sorts of nicknames for the evil god Shirek, such as the Prince of Lies, the Dark Sun, the God of Conspiracy, and that he is a narrow-minded, self-centered, and extreme deity, and even that he was once a mortal who loved to eat canned herring. The only thing is that the real name of the god of conspiracy is not known, because none of the newspapers have just mentioned his real name (1).

Although the silver-haired girl always duly expressed her condolences for the attack in front of the Jofia, she was actually quite happy. Because she thinks she's about to embark on a legendary adventure. A hero who has lost her memory, an enemy who is so wicked, ha, this is better than any adventure novel! Fate must have chosen her to save the world. Compared to this, the fight with Jessica looks almost like a play house. On top of that, Jessica seems to have joined the big discussion and hasn't written a "duel invitation" to Alina for two weeks in a row, much to the relief of the half-elves.

In a pristine white bathroom, it was hazy and filled with steam. Derek suddenly looked up from the hot tub, his brown eyes bloodshot and his usual fierce gaze. He was so tired that he fell asleep in the bathtub, he was cold, and even at the end of summer, hot water could not dispel the strange coldness in his body.

"What went wrong?" he muttered, the mysterious nightmare seemed to him as a warning, and Derek trusted his instincts very much, and he thought that dreams were another form of intuition.

Therefore, the success of the scheme some time ago did not make him happy.

Derek turned around and wiped the mist from the mirror with all his might, looking at his tired face without the slightest hint of war, like a defeated soldier.

"Boom!"

The fist slammed into the mirror, several cracks spread around the fist, and red blood slowly flowed out. He could not tolerate his present self, and great undertakings must be accomplished by a strong-willed man. He must have missed something!

Derek got up from the bathtub, walked out of the bathroom, walked to his desk, picked up a pen and paper and began to desperately recall the contents of the nightmare.

The nightmare was like a black cloud of viscous smoke, causing him pain and quickly disappearing from his memory, leaving only deep pain. Derek desperately grabbed a few wisps of "smoke" in his head, and each deeper memory made him more painful. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the hand holding the pen was constantly shaking, as if someone was using an invisible torture instrument to dig out his brain.

With trembling hands, Derek began to sketch the outline of the nightmare on the fine paper.

Finally, he opened his eyes and gasped for air, cold sweat dripping from his chin and onto the painting. The content of the painting is shocking: meteors fall from the sky and fall to the ground to become huge monsters, and in front of them, the bodies of all things on the earth are twisted into disabled and disgusting beings, and countless mouths devour them. Spikes burst out of the ground, strung with anyone who ran, and everything lost its original appearance, becoming like a corpse in a sewage ditch that had been rotting for days.

In addition to an evil-looking unicorn, she also has the appearance of a unicorn. She tilted her head, and the horns on her head seemed to be the baton of the band of Doom, directing the meteors to fall from the sky. And she stepped on the top of the tallest tower of a city, which was made up of tall towers and was familiar.

"Kazakh. ”

Derek spoke the name of the ancient city in a deep voice. He firmly believed that the Kazakh Empire was the embodiment of evil and should be eliminated at any cost. But in his plan, Kazakhstan, the ancient city with the evil brains of the empire, is not in the ranks of destruction.

Because it can issue orders to the entire empire at the first time, after the destruction of the empire. The high civilization in his heart can easily build a bright human civilization by occupying Kazakhstan and integrating the broken corpses of the empire. However, at the end of the day, he still has a feeling for the city, and he can't bear to see the ancient wisdom left by the elves in Kazakhstan destroyed.

But now, he is starting to think about how to destroy this ancient and sprawling city.

Derek frowned, his left hand habitually tapping on the tabletop, and a black beetle looked at him from the doorway, a purple light flashing in his dark compound eyes.....

(1) The true name of the deity: Calling the deity by name will attract the attention of the deity, and you may encounter terrible things.