Jonas's body lay on a marble slab, his head scorched by the flames, and his eyes hollowed out, making it impossible for anyone to guess what he had thought before he died. The magical flames did not stop, continuing to sweep through his entire body, leaving only a cloud of ashes behind a moment later.

Mo David's slight frowning movement was fleeting, and he gently glanced at Felix, who was kneeling on one knee, and said lightly: "Get up, I can't stand the great gift of your clergy." ”

It was this man who handed him the note last night, and although he was wearing a cloak in the night, his sneaky eyes made him immediately distinguish.

Felix stood up, bowed down and sneered, "Your Excellency saved the people of Gerburn from war, and as a servant of the God of Light, I owe you a debt of gratitude!"

As soon as he saw David Mo's golden fighting spirit, he knew that his actions last night had paid off. In his opinion, gold coins can make people sell their souls, and Jonas's one million gold coins can definitely make these soldiers crazy.

Hearing his extremely hypocritical words, David Mo smiled faintly and said to the soldiers around him who were still on guard: "Take back all your weapons, the silence of the Inquisition, don't be broken by us rough men on the battlefield." ”

The surrounding soldiers neatly put away their weapons, and when Moknash heard his words, he chuckled twice, as if he didn't care about the death of a sacrifice at all, and also withdrew his long knife.

Glancing at the assistant sacrificial badge on Felix's chest, David Mo said lightly: "I like to be pure when I pray, and I don't like anyone to disturb me!"

Felix nodded hurriedly and reassured, "Don't worry, my lord, during your prayers, I don't think anyone will enter the judgment house!"

David Mo nodded secretly in his heart, this Felix is quite sensible, but Mo Kenash was a little hesitant, he was afraid that there was something in it, if something happened to David Mo, everyone couldn't afford it.

Seeing the hesitation on his face, David Mo smiled faintly: "Don't worry, it's just a sacred judgment place, and it's not a Longtan tiger's den." ”

After speaking, he pointed to a pair of ashes on the ground and said, "Search for any space items in here, and find the million gold coins...... The soldiers are all trying to survive, and they should also have some welfare. ”

Seeing that Moknash nodded, he didn't say anything more, walked into the Inquisition alone, glanced at the statue of the God of Light in the hall, and walked directly to the prayer hall inside.

All the sacred inns he had ever seen had one thing in common -- luxury! Religious beliefs aside, the Inquisition was a great place to collect money.

The prayer hall was very well enclosed, and although the sun was shining now, it was still in a dark state. The vivid murals and exquisite sculptures can only describe this hall as magnificent.

One of the largest frescoes is in the center of the front wall of the prayer hall, with a huge statue of light carved inside, a pair of holy eyes pointing directly at people's hearts, and the huge scepter of light in his hand is sacred and solemn, making people want to prostrate at his feet.

David Mo slowly walked towards the mural, the strong boiling feeling in his veins became stronger and stronger, and he secretly wondered in his heart: "Sure enough, just like last time, there is also something hidden here......

Walked in front of the mural, and gently tapped every corner of the mural with his fingers, when he knocked on the right foot of the god of light, the sound changed significantly, and a muffled sound came out, and it was hollow inside!

With the experience of the last time, he no longer hesitated at the moment, stretched out two fingers and a golden fighting qi appeared, cutting at the position of the right foot of the God of Light.

A moment later, he pressed his left hand a little harder, and only heard a "click", and a complete stone slab was taken down by him, and inside was a dark grid, a parchment roll shrouded in milky white holy light, lying quietly inside.

Throwing the stone at his feet, David Mo reached out and took out the parchment roll, and a heavy holy breath came to his face, and his heart fluttered, and there was a faint feeling of warmth in the wounded place on his chest.

The parchment was tied by a golden ribbon, and with the power in David Mo's hand, it shook lightly in the air twice. The fingers penetrated the milky white light, and gently untied the ribbon, and the moment the ribbon fell off, it turned into a burst of powder and dissipated in the air.

Slowly unfolding the parchment scroll, the lines of square words came into view, and unlike last time, this time the text flashed with golden light.

"Second Earl, Commander of the Eighth Regiment of the Royal Forbidden Army, because of your appearance, millions of ordinary people have been saved from disaster, and the charm of war often lies in the heroic ......"

"The stupid race, but the best help, they may be in the worst of times, but they are also in the best chapters......"

"The young man of the god of war has once again single-handedly saved the entire city, and your presence will always represent hope......

"The power of the bloodline guides you again, the door of the mystery has been opened to you, this is the second part of the seven holy words, please use your blood to open this secret that belongs to you alone!"

In the end, I still wrote the payment in the lower right corner, which is different from the last Thor, this time it turned out to be the god of wind!

The whole parchment scroll is indescribably strange, but the power of holiness seems to tell the reader that this is an unquestionable guide of the Word.

The hazy words made David Mo's mind confused, from the city of Sharbo to the city of Gerben, almost everything that happened was captured by these parchment scrolls.

"What kind of force is guiding?!Who left these things behind?!" He couldn't help but wonder in his heart, and he scanned it carefully twice, but he still couldn't figure it out.

It is only in the last sentence that one thing is understood, according to the Word, there are seven parchment scrolls, that is to say, there are five more Word, scattered all over the place......

Thinking that the parchment scroll had been found twice in the Holy Inquisition, he couldn't help but speculate, "Could it be that the next Sacred Word is also in the Holy Inquisition?!"

The empire has thirty provinces, and if you exclude those small cities and only count the main cities, that is, you have thirty choices, he can't help but have a headache, and he is even more confused about the hiding place of the next scroll of holy words.

Without further thought, he bit through the skin of his index finger with his teeth, and after a burst of pain, a round bead of blood oozed from his fingertip.

The blood dripped on the holy light of the parchment roll, and a huge amount of energy instantly erupted from the parchment roll and enveloped him, the temperature and speed around him decreased, and David Mo only felt extremely cold, and his whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cave.

The piercing pain pounded at every corner of his body, and with the old wound on his chest, he quickly fainted, and dimly saw the eyes of the statue of light on the wall.

Shaking slightly, like a mockery, like a smile, he wanted to take a closer look, but unfortunately his eyelids had slowly fallen, and his vision fell into darkness.

At this time, a strong wind suddenly blew in the city of Gelben, and dark clouds slowly gathered, as if they were the precursors of a storm, and the gloomy appearance made people feel a little depressed.

The soldiers guarding the inquisition outside, because they did not get the order of David Mo, everyone was still on standby, even if the storm hit, no one dared to leave the place half a step.

Felix stood beside Moknash with some embarrassment, looking up at the sky slightly, he wanted to enter the inquisition and hide for fear that after the rain, the rain would wet his expensive dress.

Moknash keenly noticed his small movements, and after a little pondering, he understood his careful thoughts, a cold light flashed under his eyes, and said coldly: "As long as the Earl does not come out, no one is allowed to move around without permission! If anyone disturbs the Earl's prayers, the long knife in my hand will not be polite!"

Felix didn't dare to continue to move at the moment, he only had a silver level 1 cultivation, and he didn't dare to disobey the silver level 8 powerhouse. So he had no choice but to cough lightly and disguise: "The clergy don't move! Be careful if you can't eat and walk around!"

Moknash glanced at Felix out of the corner of his eye, and did not poke him at the moment, his right hand was on the hilt of the knife, coldly paying attention to the every move of the people around him.

At this time, David Mo in the Inquisition had fallen to the ground unconscious, and his consciousness was gradually hazy, and he suddenly felt surrounded by chaos, and returned to the original cloudy sky.

Only a ray of sunlight came through the small hole last time, which made him feel a little better, and his originally cold body finally felt a trace of warmth.

A figure suddenly flashed in the air, the only one under the sky, dressed in white fluttering, extremely handsome, with a three-leaf flywheel in his hand, shining silver and magnificent.

I saw him look up at the sky, a trace of resentment appeared in his eyes, and when he saw the small hole smashed by Thor, the expression on his face suddenly became a little complicated, and a tear actually left from his left eye!

The corners of his mouth opened slightly, and he muttered in a low voice: "Good people are not protected, but evil people are rampant in the world! The sun of the gods can no longer shine on every corner of the world!"

The three-bladed flywheel in his hand rotated extremely fast, and countless tiny wind blades slowly gathered together!

The voice in his mouth became louder and louder, and then he said calmly and vigorously: "This day is no longer the heaven of our people! There is no more land in this land that belongs to us! Tens of thousands of years of longing have been exchanged for cold and ruthless!"

The small wind blades converged and became a huge wind knife, as if it could tear the air apart, distorting the light and shadow around it!

"The saints are sinking, the sun and the moon are dissipating, and my soul is sacrificed to the sky!"

Finally, the last roar erupted, and the huge wind knife slashed into the sky at great speed, heading straight for the small hole that Thor had split, and after a loud bang, the original small hole instantly became larger, and it was as thick as an arm.

The huge energy contained behind the dark clouds suddenly flowed, bursting out thousands of wind blades, covering all dead corners, and rushing towards the man in white at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

A smile appeared on the corner of the white-clothed man's mouth, and he actually jumped calmly towards the deadly attack, and the moment he intersected with the wind blade, his whole person turned into a blood mist in the sky and dissipated into the air!