"Forget it. Who made me have an unusual relationship with you!" Brigitte emphatically accentuated the word unusual.

Angli smiled: "Don't worry, I won't use your bloodline control in the future." How about this as a reward for this exchange?"

"You said it!" Brigitte's eyes lit up.

"Of course!"

"Wrap it around me. Brigitte hurriedly took the burden that Anglie had taken out and put it in her arms. "Another purpose for you to come here, needless to say, I can tell you. ”

She tapped her knuckles on the table.

A layer of dark red defensive film slowly appeared around the two of them, but in an instant, the defensive film disappeared again.

"I've been in and out of the church hall a lot, both here and in the papal hall in the main city of the church headquarters. They did not have the favor of the Ancestor of Light, but only relied on a heritage item to communicate with the Holy Power. Or rather, the Ancestor of Light itself is still sleeping somewhere in the distant Chaos World. Of course, maybe I didn't go deep enough to find out the deeper information. But," Brigitte paused, "even if the Ancestor of Light knew about the existence of the church here, it wouldn't matter to you, the main body is not here, in the distant chaotic world. It is impossible for such an existence to stand up to you. ”

"If what you say is true," Anglimo rubbed the rim of his glass, thoughtful. There was a flash of red in his eyes. Brigitte's memories flashed before his eyes one by one.

The memories of entering the splendid Holy Pope's Room were suddenly revealed.

"I see"

"You !!" Brigitte grabbed the edge of the table with both hands, trembling with rage. "Peeking at my memories again!!"

"Don't you think that's more efficient?" said Angle, shrugging innocently. "I'd better go myself. There is also a bishop's hall in the city of Mass. ”

"Whatever you want!"

"So be it, thank you for the information. ”

Angre stood up, tugged at his crumpled leather armor, and turned to walk towards the door of the beverage store.

Mingling in with the customers coming in and out, he lifted the glass curtain and walked out, just like an ordinary customer buying a drink.

Stand on the side of the street. Anglie looked at the crowded street in front of him and looked in the direction of his right.

At the end of the street, two rows of shops in the distance. The white and gray minarets stand quietly, like a stalagmite forest.

The minaret has a stone staircase that wraps around it, and from a distance, you can see white-robed people moving up and down from above.

Anglie tightened his robe and crossed the road. Walk briskly towards the minaret.

After passing through a few streets, there is soon a white stone carved arch with a statue of a lion in front of the door.

The statue is vivid. It looks unusually real. Like a living lion squatting on the ground and napping.

The gate was unguarded, except for the occasional man in white robes who walked out and turned into the alley on the left.

Angel glanced around, his eyes slowly glowing red, and a faint ripple of understanding spread around him.

Smiling, he walked straight to the arched gate, and soon came to the stone lion. None of the white-robed people around him noticed him. The chit-chatter of small talk, the flipping through the documents, most of them hurried towards the mouth of the alley of the flight point on the left side of the alley.

"Cather, Munch has asked you to have lunch on North Street, and the mission for this trial will be sent to you as well. A woman in a white robe with an ordinary appearance stopped another beautiful woman.

"Yes? I see. Go right away. ”

The two happened to pass by Angele, who moved out of the way to prevent himself from being knocked down.

Suddenly, his gaze swept over Cather's woman, who had a cream-white V-shaped mark on her forehead. The sigil was releasing a faint wave of holy power fluctuations, and with each fluctuation, it continued to penetrate deep into the skin of the woman's forehead, adjusting her physique and soul.

"Is this the assimilation process of the Holy Force?" Angliel took a closer look, quickly losing interest and withdrawing his gaze.

The figure walked straight forward towards the door.

Roar!!

Suddenly, the originally stationary stone lion suddenly moved his eyelids, and an invisible sound wave came into Angliel's mind.

He stopped, glanced at the stone lion, and reached out and snapped his fingers lightly.

Syllable.

The lion's body, which had just trembled, suddenly stagnated and returned to its original state.

Anglie smiled slightly, walked through the archway, and walked into a white path surrounded by green grass, and walked straight towards the minaret, ignoring the scattered buildings around him.

Walk into the tallest of the white spires and enter the main gate, which is a large, bright hall like a church, with white beams of light slanting down from the window on the right, bathing everything in sunlight.

The hall was unusually empty, and the rows of red chairs were filled with white-robed people, most of them young boys and girls, who were praying neatly and reverently.

There is a black platform at the front of the hall, on which is placed a white and gold cube cabinet, the door is locked, and more than a dozen locks of different styles are hung. Black chains bound the cabinet in circles. It seems that there are extremely valuable treasures stored inside.

Anglie floated lightly, flew directly to the cabinet, and stopped less than half a meter in front of the cabinet.

"It seems that Brigitte is right, this thing can actually use the world stone to absorb and pull a specific ancestor of light, it is estimated that the ancestor of light himself does not know that his little power is used by these people to establish a church, right?"

His eyes glowed blue as he looked at the cabinet and shook his head slightly. Suddenly, his gaze swept to an area of white parchment on the left wall.

The walls appear to be all plastered with notices, and patches of vellum are glued to the walls. Swinging with the breeze from time to time.

'Decree of the Celestial Leader of the Church' 'The Bishop's List of Punishments for Concealing Treasures for Illegal Possession' 'List of Candidates for the Sallohai Exchange Association' 'Notice of this Year's New Selection and Allocation Activities'

All sorts of miscellaneous news are glued to it.

Anglie swept over one by one, and his gaze suddenly stopped on one of the lists.

'General Church Directive: Halt all operations against wizard bloodlines, and halt all pursuits from all branch Knights and above. Please wait for the details. ’

A smile tugged at the corner of Anglie's mouth.

"Don't you even dare to make the death of the legendary knight chief public, in that case, let me make your memory a little more memorable."

He flexed his fingers and gently popped out a red light, burrowing precisely into the crack of the white-gold cabinet.

Inside the cabinet, a trace of red-line liquid slowly seeped into the rippling pure white holy power. And spread rapidly. faded, and finally completely merged into the holy power, and disappeared.

A spiritual concussion message attached to the power of the bloodline. Slowly follow the Holy Power towards some unknown channel, branching out into the holy arks of the churches in many other main cities.

The contents of these messages will be known when the bishop and the Pope finally open the Ark.

"If it was the Ancestor of Light's own power, I wouldn't have been able to do it. But only the radiation fluctuations that he unconsciously emitted. It's a lot simpler. Anglie looked up at the mottled colorful mural on the ceiling of the hall, which depicted countless kneeling begging people, with a white beam of light projected in front of him.

"It's almost time for the peaceful life to end. It's time to concentrate on the problems of the Maze. He vaguely felt that now that he had come into contact with the edge of Xifan, he was already qualified to enter the maze realm.

"Although the Holy Power accumulated by the Church is strong, as long as the deterrent I left behind remains, they will not dare to continue to exterminate the wizards as before. "He has no intention of rescuing the wizards here, and in this environment, the Ancestor of Light unconsciously spreads the holy power through the cracks in the world. Not only does it have the effect of rejecting all energy, but it also has a tendency to make people who use the power unconsciously hate shamans.

In this way, the conflict between the two sides is almost endless. Unless the church is completely destroyed. But Angleel wasn't going to sit idle. The Ancestor of Light's spreading power is endless, and after killing one batch, there will be a new batch, which is extremely troublesome. Destroy a church. On the contrary, new and other forces will be created. It is better to use the Holy Power in a binding manner as it is now.

"The World Rift may be a World Rift from the Chaos World" Anglie thought of the source of the leaking power, and suddenly his face showed a look of struggle and hesitation.

Approaching a crack like a normal person may not arouse the Ancestor of Light's alarm, just like a person who has a large number of bacteria crawling around will not notice it. But if it's a larger bug, it's impossible not to ignore it.

Angele was now that big bug, and to the powerful ancient beings of the Xifan realm, he was equivalent to a larger bug. Although it is weak, it is definitely not to be ignored.

Once close to the rift, it is likely to trigger the Ancestor of Light's hatred of the wizard, and in case of a conflict.

Angelel didn't have the confidence to get out of such a being, even if he was seriously injured.

"It's better to be on the safe side," he suppressed the urge to test the rift in the chaotic world. "The Mystery Realm is said to be connected to many higher worlds, including the Chaos World, and you can also enter it through this road when the time comes. Anyway, now the Maze Force Field is almost completely resolved. ”

"The way into the maze. Angle's heart moved, and he looked around left and right.

The white-robed apprentices were still praying intently, and only an old priest in the hall chanted poetry in a low voice.

"Just leave it here. ”

He felt that the time and space here were unusually unstable, and many cracks appeared when distorted by the wave force field of the World Stone, which was just right to reduce the restraint and pressure when entering the Maze Realm.

Anyway, the entrance to the maze is on him, and it doesn't matter where he picks.

"Let's get started. ”

Anglie took out a small black round box from the space mirror and opened it gently, and a large amount of white cold air escaped from it.

Inside the box were countless ice cubes, surrounded by a small white disc containing a pinch of black powder.

'Amplification mode on' The cold voice of the chip is immediately fed back.

'Auto-adjust magnification'

'Discover the Maze Interference Force Field, call up the resolution data, and the extension progress begins'

'Force field resolution is 100% complete. The door of the world is opened. ’

Angliel's eyes glowed with a faint blue light, staring at the black powder in his hand. (To be continued.) )