"Is it in the newspaper? It's a real headache......"

Eren shook his head, and after being stunned for a while, he didn't care about this matter, although he didn't think about this matter, but he thought about it after knowing it, and it felt normal, since the church intervened, the nobles of the Northland agreed, and the night watchman on behalf of the royal power also sent people over.

Then this is not destined to be a trivial matter, all sides must show their due momentum, and then beautify, and his remarks will naturally be publicized and the matter will be qualitated.

This is a very normal thing.

It's just that his reputation is going to grow bigger after this, and if he goes on like this, I'm afraid he will become a banner of the Northland, of course, it's just a banner, and the nobles are like this, they hold you high when they need you, and if they violate their interests, they won't take you seriously.

But in this way, it is not without benefits for Iren.

After all, he will make some layouts in the north next, and the chamber of commerce that is about to be founded can be implemented more smoothly.

"Then Bishop Mordis, and Bishop Xiuynx, we should act next, the specific information is in hand, and the rest of our work is very simple."

Ilyen smiled.

Mortis chuckled, "May this trip sweep away the filth, and the light of the silver moon will envelop you." ”

"The Lord will look upon us and give us refuge, this act will be righteous, this act will be guarded, and the sword of this trip will cut everything off!"

Huynx's mouth was grinning, with a little wildness, at this time he was reciting the holy scriptures of the Lord of Protection, but he was more like a mercenary about to be killed, and in short, his temperament was not like a good person.

……

The wind howled in the north, A man in a hooded black robe stood in front of a huge stone tablet, looked at the huge stone tablet in front of him, and gently stroked it, a wrinkled old hand touched the rough lines, and after a long time he let out a sigh.

"Ancestors, in your pursuit of power, you have harmed our descendants to the point where we are today......"

He raised his hand and took off the hood, revealing an old face with blue and black lines on his face, which looked full of exhaustion.

He looked up at the pale, dark sky of the Northlands, and was silent.

"Are you watching me? I didn't expect the Northland to have such a secret. ”

He shook his head and lowered his head and muttered under his head.

He miscalculated, he thought that there might be obstacles in leading his people to the Northland this time, but he didn't expect that his whereabouts would be discovered as soon as he entered this land covered with ice and snow.

He realized this from the beginning.

But there was nothing he could do, after all, how could man confront God?

Yes, in his eyes, the one who sees himself through the whole of the Northland, and interferes with his abilities, is a god—the God of the Northland.

"Lord of the Northlands, Sleeping Frost Dragon, Sigoa. Axmonton. ”

The old man muttered tiredly, who has the ability to do it in the north, he can only think of the mysterious northern part-time worker, and then he looked at the stone tablet in front of him, and there was a little confusion in his eyes.

"Ancestor, can you tell me if this trip will be successful? Although I curse and resent you, I am now like you, and you have put our descendants in a cycle of tragedy for the sake of momentary power, and we cannot even be saved by the gods. ”

"The most merciful priest will also purify our bodies with fire to prevent us from becoming demonic monsters when we die."

"But now I am no different from you......"

"The children I brought with me to the Northlands, I scattered them all and became bait to attract the Northlanders, and all this was just a temporary way to escape the cycle of tragedy."

"It shouldn't be the right path forward, but I don't have a choice."

The old man said in a deep voice, clasped his hands in front of him, and muttered to himself in a gesture of sincere prayer.

But what is freedom? What is freedom? If we are destined to be free, if we are not destined to be liberated, then it is better to sink into it, which is the only thing I can do as a prophet of the Credorians today. ”

"After all, even the one of the Nine Righteous Gods who is high up, the god who symbolizes freedom, has been killed by mortals. This most merciful and benevolent god was killed by mortals like this, so is there no freedom at all? ”

"The world will eventually be entangled in shackles and sunk, and we are only one step ahead."

"Although we are feared, but I know, no one takes us seriously, they are afraid of the knowledge that we can summon demons, they are afraid that one day we will make a large-scale sacrifice and summon a large number of demons at the cost of our own demise."

"But they have never been afraid, after all, they are mortals who do not even fear gods, and they already have too much inhuman power in the fight against the old gods."

"The shackles of God on the world have long been broken by the savior Nokbavin, the rule of the old gods has long since died out with the second dynasty of mankind, and the new gods who have replaced them are themselves mortals, and even the righteous god Twilight, who seems to be the old god, seems to have a lot of unknown things hidden in him."

"But God of Freedom, did you really do nothing in the first place?"

Although the old man seemed to be talking to himself, but in fact, he kept talking about all kinds of forbidden knowledge, and the huge stone tablet trembled, and there was a faint unwilling roar in it.

Old man...... No, the prophet of the remnants of Credot nodded secretly, knowing that he was not wrong in guessing, this stone tablet related to the god of liberty, although it was blocked by the will of the Northland, but the will of the Northland is just a god-like in the end, with limitations and rules that belong to him.

That's why he can rely on dispersing the people he brought, so that the Grand Duke of the North behind the scenes can't determine where he is.

He can't fight, but he can hide.

Ironically, this does belong to demonic knowledge......

At the beginning, the ancestors of Credot used the power of demons to fight against the elves, but in the end, they caused great bitter consequences.

The remnants of Credot also use the power of demons to maintain their own survival, and in the process, the remnants of Credor will naturally gain some knowledge that they should not know.

Like, how to fight the gods?

Strange rules, it seems that they should not appear, the Prophet has thought this countless times, why should it be limited when it is strong to a certain extent? He didn't understand, but he didn't have the heart to explore.

He silently looked at the stone tablet in front of him that was gradually beginning to wake up, and the breath belonging to the gods was released from it.

"Lodge with the spirit of freedom in the stele...... Hopefully, it can really help me recreate the magic called the Body of Freedom, so that our people can go to the endless abyss. ”