Augustus, the seat of the Imperial Administration. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Chancellor Murbach summoned officials at all levels and got straight to the point: "It has been confirmed that the source of the calamity came from the changes in the Holy See, and that the former Archdeacon Ivo Harriken was a latent heretic. ”

"What should we do?"

Murbach: "The Emperor's attitude, like that of the Holy See, is that the source of instability must be eliminated and Ivo's bounty decree issued immediately, regardless of life or death. ”

Monsters descended on the continents, and the Odin Empire lost countless people and property, all of which were blamed on Ivo.

Murbach told the officials of the diplomatic office: "Immediately rebuke the kingdom of Lasses, and demand that they reclaim the nobility of Ivo and give them a part of the responsibility." ”

The officials present were worried, and if it weren't for the order, they didn't want to provoke the fiery Ivo.

Who in the entire Odin aristocratic circle doesn't know that the most difficult heretic in the world to mess with is Ivo Harriken.

......

The Nine Towers of Wizards, the leaders and core mages of the nine organizations, held a meeting around a huge obsidian round table, everyone's seats were very separated, and every seat present was the pinnacle of the wizarding world, the kind that would tremble the whole circle when they stomped their feet, and there were several wizards of the same status as Michelle.

Michelle said lightly: "Have you all felt the changes in the main world?"

The wizards nodded.

"The power of the Void Touch, the power of Terradi, is only one hundredth of what it used to be, and it is still intermittent. "[Boiling Source] The leader of the urn sounded the urn and said the qi.

"It's the space that gets solid. The emaciated leader of [Howling Shadows] said.

"It's true that the current vacuum-cutting type spells can't cause spatial rifts. The leader of the [Elemental Rules] said.

The worst are the summoning and undead wizards, they can't even summon creatures from the other world, these two spells are almost equivalent to more than half of them, so the silence of the [War Gate] and the [Necromantic Sect] is understandable.

"The world has changed drastically...... Michelle sighed, "the strong spatial barrier blocking the otherworldly creatures is a huge weakening of magic, and the 'cold winter' of the mage world is coming." ”

The wizards here are all in this room.

The wizards were the most closely connected to the Otherworld, and they easily pinpointed the source of the monster, due to the disappearance of the protection of the gods, but a new barrier was erected, and the entire spatial crystal wall became extremely strong.

It's not that no one has tried to destroy the barrier, but the barrier contains an unfamiliar power, which is extremely inclusive, can absorb the power of any spell, turn it into energy to replenish itself, as long as the level of energy does not reach a high level, the barrier can be immune to all destruction. Even at high levels of energy, the damage to the barrier is extremely poor.

On the main throne covered by the mist, the voice of the master of the Nine Towers of Wizards was heard.

"Get ready, I have a hunch that the appearance of monsters is just an omen, and one day in the future, countless otherworldly monsters will make a comeback and invade in a big way. ”

The great wizards present had solemn faces and nodded one after another.

......

A few days ago, on the night of the destruction of the Holy Land.

In the distant continent of Abraham, in the lair of the Dark Eye, all the Christians, including the archbishop, half-knelt in front of the dark statue, bowing their heads and waiting for the Lord's arrival.

The green light in the eyes of the dark statue became brighter and brighter, and finally, a coercion fell violently, and all the disciples were as if they had met the king, and they were so excited that they couldn't help themselves.

The statue shattered and peeled off, revealing the pitch-black demon lord, the whites of his eyes were pitch-black, his pupils were blood-red, and hundreds of shadows swirled behind the pitch-black demon, forming a circle of pitch-black light that seemed to attract attention.

One of the Four Giants of Purgatory, the Dark Lord!

"Greetings to the Lord. The archbishop bowed his head deeply, and the congregants did not dare to breathe, and their faces were fanatical.

Darkness rolled his eyes and looked at the archbishop, his tone indifferent, "Believer, you will be rewarded. ”

"I will always remember the generosity of the Lord. The archbishop was unusually excited.

The darkness looked up, and the deep gaze pierced through the ground, as if it had crossed countless spaces and locked on to its goal.

"The Demon Seed of the Frost Lord belongs to this king!"

......

Several miniature "stars" containing "divine power" fell in different places, mountains, rivers, ice fields, canyons, swamps, and so on......

A pair of eyes that had been sleeping for many years slowly opened.

The golden flame that danced in the pupils of his eyes was like the flames of the gods.

......

As the influence of the destruction of the Holy Land spreads, Ivo's fame rises every day, and it rises geometrically, one by ten, ten by hundred, without end.

The populace feared him, the papacy hated him, and the heretics feared him.

Ivo had heard all of these things during his exile.

After destroying the Holy Land that night, Ivo and the three strong men left the ruins, and in order to avoid being disturbed by the endless pursuit, Ivo chose a remote path, and hurried away, without meeting a single person.

Seven days have passed since that night's upheaval.

......

The magma covered all the areas as far as the eye could see, and the gorgeous white-gold churches, bell towers, and residences were swallowed and melted by the magma, turning the ground into charred black.

The clergy of the Holy See scattered in all directions, their faces filled with bitter hatred, their eyes reflected in the blazing red of destruction.

Standing on the Tower of God's Arrival, Ivo looked around, and his distorted face clearly fell into his eyes, a huge amount of hostility and evil thoughts, as if condensed into substance, exerting pressure all the time.

He heard the wails of the Holy Land as it collapsed, and against the backdrop of the raging fire, an ethereal howl like wind crying resounded in all directions.

Maybe it's the holy sites that are hundreds of thousands of years old, or maybe it's the remnants of generations of devout believers buried in the holy places, and they're crying.

The earth boiled, the cracks in the earth were like the mouth of purgatory, spewing out the magma flowing in the leylines, the fire lit up the night sky, the heat distorted the air, and burned the hearts of countless believers.

Finally, the scene came to an end, and all that was left was the black smoke billowing from the ruins and broken tiles, and the loose volcanic rock after the magma had cooled, and the countless mud tiles that had been burned out of the enamel by the high temperature, and it was pitch black and bright.

"Whew, I'm dreaming again. ”

Ivo slowly opened his eyes, just as dawn had arrived, and the morning forest was filled with a damp mist, and the air was moist and refreshing.

In the past seven days, the scene of the destruction of the Holy Land has appeared in his dreams again and again, from the initial complicated mood to the current indifference, that is, a few days, enough for ordinary people to live in nightmares for the rest of their lives, for Ivo, it has only become a memory worth remembering.

For the past seven days, Ivo had disguised himself and traveled to the towns he was passing by to inquire about the effects of that night, and most of the information he could get was not much different from his guesses.

Ivo has some plans for the use of notoriety, this is a sign to recruit subordinates, he is destined to follow the path contrary to the gods, notoriety can automatically filter out people with strong beliefs, dare to join him, destined to be a wicked person who is not afraid of heaven and earth, acting without scruples, maybe there are some evil habits, but Ivo does not care, he is confident that he can control the unruly wicked.

Ivo has been thinking for seven days, if he wants to deal with the future catastrophe, his own strength is the most important, but the development of forces is also essential, so the stronger the subordinates he collects, the better, with the screening of notoriety, the wicked, thugs, and heretics who dare to join him should not be too weak.

In order to develop his power, he needs a base camp, and with the degree of his current notoriety, the North Continent may not be able to accommodate him, and he has set his goal, which is the most wild and dangerous Abrahamic continent, a complete land of rules and regulations.

Of course, he will not give up everything he has worked hard for all these years, Harriken's resources, he will definitely move the whole thing, he knows that the kingdom of the North Continent will definitely stop him, and whoever dies will know if he does the last battle.

Ivo's current direction is the port city in the east of the Odin continent, which is easy to expose on land, and it is safest to carry out primitive power accumulation on the sea, even if the Holy See wants to retaliate, it will not be able to find him.

The Long Wind still has a collection bottle in Neptune, and as long as he's close to the sea, he'll be able to run away by boat at any time.

And the White Scepter and the Pope's Crown gave him a faint sense that the entrance to the Land of Return was among the thirteen seas, above the sea.

He probably has a plan for the future, but the most urgent thing at the moment is another thing.

The three powerhouses of the Lava Lord, the Black and Yellow Queen, and Uncle Shadow get along very unhappily.

Just thinking about it gave Ivo another headache.

"It's easy to please God, it's hard to send God......" Ivo lamented.

(To be continued.) )