Located at the foot of Alaska's snow-capped mountains, the Temple of Oedi is one of the nineteen great temples dedicated to the supreme creator god on the continent. The temple is made of ivory marble, and in front of the temple are 24 marble pillars with two people hugging each other, and the pillars are carved with praise to the creator god and the gods who follow him. At the top of the temple stood an angelic statue, with a soft milky magical glow emitting from the wings behind it, enveloping the entire temple.

Cardinal Bren slowly closed the Holy Prayer in front of him and ended the evening prayer. The white-clad saints of the choir retreated silently, but the high and solemn hymns seemed to still echo in the air. Staring at the flames on the altar, Brun felt a wave of irritability and palpitations in his heart for no apparent reason.

The fifty-five-year-old Brun was not young among the twenty-three cardinals of the Holy Church, and his attainments in light and mana were in the middle of the range, but he was especially favored by the Pope and was given the title of Oedipus Temple. As the most influential religion on the continent, the Holy Church has tens of millions of followers, and the authority of the pope is recognized by the major empires, and even the canonization of kings in some small countries. The construction of the Temple of Oedipus lasted 16 years, the sky sounded the long sound of thousands of horns, the petals were sprinkled like rain, the white light fell from the sky, and an angel with wings on his back loomed in the holy light, blessed the temple with the magic "Angel Blessing", since then the Temple of Oedi has always been shrouded in the holy light, and has also become the only temple in the nineteen temples in addition to the great temple of light where the Pope is located.

Bren was thinking about his uneasiness. Fifteen miles from the temple is located the second largest commercial port on the mainland, Puth Harbor. Each year Puth Harbor consecrates five percent of its tax revenue to the Holy Church, and Buren has at his disposal one-third of this vast wealth. "It's almost time to make an offering, and there should be two million gold coins to be offered this year. Forgive the Fat Pig Lord and don't care about the wealth of the Lord. ”

This night, Bren had no intention of sleeping. "Is it the necromancer's curse?" Six months ago, Cardinal Bren led 300 Templars and 20 archpriests deep into the Alaska Mountains to wipe out a necromancer and his undead legion hidden there. That mage is not yet in the climate, and the undead don't even have more than 3,000 skeletons. This extermination is more like tourism. Bren personally cast the level 6 divine spell "Holy Purification" and watched the necromancer burn and disappear in the holy light. The mage's dying curse had not yet been taken to Brun's heart, and it was dispelled by the priests around him before it could take effect.

When the moon Modex had passed through mid-air, Bren finally determined the troubles in his heart. Yes, it is the Holy Maiden Wella, who came to the temple today. The sculptural face, the straight little nose, and the knife-like lips exude a sacred aura everywhere. "That's an angel," Bren said to himself. St. Wella grew up with the Pope, and no one knew where she came from. For the first time in seventeen years, she stepped out of the Great Temple of Light. Between her gestures, the curves faintly visible under the white clothes seemed to be in front of Brun's eyes again. Bren only felt dry in his mouth, but he couldn't find any water around him. He cursed under his breath, stood up, and walked out of the temple.

Under Wella's ice-like neck, the sacred white robe could not hide the fluctuations that could be faintly revealed between the slightest movements. And the fluctuation seemed to be expanding in Brun's eyes, and burning his nerves. For the first time, Bren even wished he was a thief so he could ...... Bren smiled bitterly, what kind of thief can't help a level 16 light mage, he has been in the church for more than 40 years, and he is only a level 13 light mage, God is still partial.

He looked up at the moon, only to see that there was a blood-red glow in the moonlight tonight. Bren was a little surprised, and before he could come back to his senses, his eyes were dark, and the holy light that was everywhere in the temple suddenly disappeared. Darkness is definitely one of the things that Bren hates the most. He suppressed his panic and chanted in a low voice, while drawing complex symbols with his fingers, preparing for the Level 3 Divine Technique "Holy Light Technique". In addition to warding off evil, this spell can also be used as a temporary illumination. Quietly, a black hand, with countless symbols etched on it, or rather, hand bones, touched Bren's throat from behind. With a gentle stroke of his index finger, Bren's Holy Light Technique never had a chance to cast again.

A samurai in full armor stood beside Bren's corpse. The dark black full-body Kai armor, the two-handed long sword burning with black flames, only the bones of the hand holding the sword could be seen as a skeleton. With a silent shout from the armor, countless skeleton warriors came out of the darkness and swarmed towards the temple. Occasionally, an undead knight riding a flaming bone horse burst out of the darkness and disappeared into the barracks of the Templars on either side of the church.

"What is this!!Guards!Hurry up!!" With a twitch, the Templars woke up. The Temple of Oedipus had a total of 400 knights. The fast-trained knights quickly put on their simple armor, and some of them desperately blocked the seemingly endless skeleton soldiers at the camp gate, while the others quickly began to arm. Occasionally, a priest has already started casting spells.

Under the dim holy light in the main hall of the temple, the face of the ice sculpture of Wella did not show any fluctuations, and stared coldly at the necromancer in front of her. The necromancer was dressed in a black robe, which was nothing out of the ordinary, even if the dense array of symbols and circles with a faint magical glow on it showed that it was no ordinary robe. Strangely enough, the robe was neat and new. Pale flames burned in the necromancer's eye sockets.

"My name is Rodriguez. A voice sounded directly in Weina's heart. Thin beads of sweat appeared on the face of the Wei Na Ice Sculpture, and as far as she knew, with her own level 16 light mage's mana, she was already close to a demigod. If a necromancer can break through his own spirit and transmit his voice directly in his own heart, doesn't it mean that his spiritual power is already so strong that he can almost control himself? Moreover, this name, the most powerful necromancer Rodriguez, will be tainted by his evil even if he thinks about it in his heart. "Yes, and it's not just that. Rodriguez's voice rang out in Wella's heart again. The necromancer's eyes burst into flames, and a cold wave of spirit rushed into Wella's mind, exploding. Wella snorted, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Let's take a look, the true identity of the Holy Maiden" One mental shock after another exploded directly in Wella's mind, and Wella staggered and struggled, amazed by Rodriguez's powerful and incomparable power. "Why, such a powerful evil could escape the eyes of our Heavenly Father??" As another spiritual shock came, a surging force burst out in the depths of Wella's soul. The temple resounded with hymns of praise to the gods, and a stream of holy light rushed out of Wella's body, dispelling the spiritual impact of Rodriguez. A pair of white wings with a glimmer of golden light slowly spread out from behind Wella, and under the divine power, Wella slowly floated into the air, her eyes had completely turned silvery-white.

"In the name of light and good, I will destroy the evil in front of me" Wella's voice was still pleasant at the moment, but without the slightest human emotion. As she chanted, hundreds of orbs of holy light quickly condensed around her. "Hehe" Rodriguez chuckled lowly, "I thought you would be an ordinary angel, but I didn't expect it to be a median angel of light, it seems that the Supreme God didn't bless you."

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