Fang Mo was sent back to the cell, and the guards were still there, turning a blind eye to what was happening, and it seemed that the entire Episcopal Hall was ready to defect.

"Margaret, is there a problem?" Fang Mo used his consciousness to communicate directly with her.

"It's just an evil spirit!" Margaret seems to have seen through the black lines in the white light mask, which is one of the evil spirit spells, and it should be the bad luck of the vicar to meet the Goling lifeform.

In the event of such a mass defection, the vicar would have to shed his skin if he did not die.

Margaret's illusory figure appeared in the prison and whispered, "Your Excellency, please close your eyes!" ”

Fang Mo came to the door of the cell, took out two cigars and handed them to the two guards, and said, "You must not look, don't blame me for any accidents!" ”

Margaret's blue eyes were fluorescent, flickering and dimming, gradually turning into a crimson color, and the red essence of the Dao instantly overflowed the entire prison.

After only a few seconds, all of the cage's energy arrays shattered.

Margaret's face turned pale for a while, and her white right hand, covering her chest, seemed to be in a state of extreme weakness, and her body twisted a few times and flashed directly into the notebook.

With a wave of Fang Mo's right hand, a wave of spiritual energy erupted, dragging the notebook that was about to land.

In the cardinal's blood-colored hall, in the round table conference room, the right hand of the vicar Chalid trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell directly on the round table and fainted.

The other vicar bishops present suddenly turned awe-struck and thought, "Could it be that things have been bad recently, and the punishment of Archbishop Augustus has come?" ”

Gulev came to the prison as agreed, commanded the knights to carry out all the prisoners who were in a state of death, and stared at Fang Mo incredulously: "Sure enough, as Matisse said, please collect the remuneration of the Orthodox Holy See!" ”

Drip!

Fang Mo looked at the account and was overjoyed, 8.9 million star crystals were directly received into the account.

"Captain Gulev, these energy arrays are related to your vicar, you have to be faster!" After Fang Mo finished speaking, he flashed directly, took advantage of the night, ran to the town of Paros, saw the car that Matisse answered, and immediately got in.

"Officer Mattis, how much did you charge for this list, to be honest!"

"You kid! Really, your income is also very expensive, can you leave me alone? ”

"Humph! Yours is also expensive? Turn me over for money, and! Gulev's honorarium for rescuing prisoners! ”

"Alright! Gulev's list is 15 million! He paid me 5 million in advance! ”

"I'm Cao! He himself deducted more than a million, this grandson! ”

"Gotcha! Even if you sell your money, I will transfer you another 3.7 million, so be it! ”

Fang Mo thought about it for a while, and felt that it was okay, and the rest was a channel fee.

As soon as the two of them crossed the border, the vicar hall in the rear was already in flames, and several warships in the distance were speeding towards the hall.

Suddenly, several loud buzzing sounds sounded, and the entire border area trembled violently, and some huge flying beasts in the nearby mountains and forests fled deeper into the mountain forests.

Fang Mo's heart sank.

Listen to the sound,

It should be a heavy quantum laser weapon that is being activated, and it seems that the Orthodox Holy See has been planning for this for a long time.

The humming sound gradually stabilized, and dozens of huge pillars of white light shot out from the distant mountain forest, enveloping the air above the deputy's hall.

Then, countless missiles dragged blazing white light from the side of the Orthodox Holy See towards the Red-Cloaked Sanctuary area.

At the same time, a small ground offensive was initiated, which was to attract the Knights of the Parade in the Red Temple District.

The Orthodox Holy See, both by air and by land, began to respond to Gulev's retreat at the same time.

Fang Mo suspected that all of this was designed by Matisse, + including the Cardinal he met on Clayton Street, and even the dog at the entrance of the alley, otherwise things would not have developed like this.

Fang Mo couldn't say anything, after all, he had gained a huge profit, which was enough, in the chaotic and complicated Grize, where he could be blown up at any time when he walked, it was not a bad thing to have an uncle who could calculate better than himself to help him.

Moreover, Matisse was at least a fifth-order existence in the All-Knowing Realm.

Compared to Grieze's population of 290 billion, the percentage of omniscient realms is pitiful, but the absolute number is very impressive.

The omniscient fifth order is barely considered a high combat power, but the advantage is not great.

The vast majority of cultivators, after reaching the omniscient realm, will rely on various forces, and the biggest purpose is still cultivation resources.

A Starlight Essence requires tens of millions of crystals, which is simply impossible for ordinary cultivators to obtain, unless a miracle is born.

Griezer is a random papal see, and he is tens of millions of crystals, and he doesn't know if the Atlantean royal family is really poor, or just the prince is poor, or if he is in Taoguang.

In Fang Mo's view, the latter is more likely.

......

Paros Police Department.

Matisse and Fang Mo sat side by side in the office area, in front of the wide floor-to-ceiling windows, each holding a glass of mellow ale, looking solemnly at the sky in the southwest of the town.

"Officer Mattis! Are you really not afraid of them taking risks? ”

The gap between the Carnage and the Orthodox See in terms of morphological consciousness cannot be bridged at all, and Matisse, as an official official of the Duchy of Brandon, is involved in this matter and is extremely sensitive, I am afraid that the Cardinal Temple will never give up.

"I'm afraid that they won't take risks!" Matisse's eyes shimmered with a deep light, as if everything was under control.

And there was always a haze lingering in Fang Mo's heart, that is, the statue of the Lord Divine found in the Crichton neighborhood.

Judging by the current situation, I'm afraid this is the case for the entire Red-Cloaked Temple District.

All the inhabitants were compulsorily worshipped, and if there was nothing hidden, only a fool would believe it.

Fang Mo took it out of his pocket, held a badge tightly in his hand, and drank the mellow ale.

"Officer Mattis! Do you believe this? Fang Mo carefully held a blessing badge in the palm of his hand and displayed it seriously.

If Matisse is above omniscience, then his views represent to a certain extent the views of the solid force class of mankind.

"Countless ancestors have proven that it is a joke!" Matisse twitched half of his face, thinking that Fang Mo must have been brainwashed by someone, and he didn't believe in such a thing as a blessing badge.

"What about the statue of the Lord in the Red Temple? Augustus worships the main god extremely, it is impossible for him not to know about the main god's rebellion, and dare to force the billions of people in the controlled area to worship the main god directly, can he have no purpose? Fang Mo tried to convince Matisse.

"The bloody reign of the Red-Cloaked Sanctuary is indeed very worrying, and the argument that the main god is too high a person to be worshipped has been rampant. In this regard, the explanation given by Archbishop Augustus is that only by directly worshipping the main god and gathering anti-devouring energy, there may be a chance to enter the interface of a higher personality. However, in the eyes of many people, the main divine image is attached to the curse of the evil spirit, and the phenomenon of backlash will occur, and everyone is very different. Matisse put down his glass and said earnestly.

Matisse is probably inclined to the second view, and as for what Augustus's purpose was, Fang Mo did not expect an answer.

"Evil spirit curse? Perhaps! ”

If it weren't for the fact that he could bring out items from the abyss dream, Fang Mo would not believe such a thing, and Lagrange had been vague about it, and Margaret only knew about the existence of the spirit realm.

Fang Mo put all the clues together, maybe the wisp of consciousness that the Valkyrie projected on the woman in white could solve his doubts.

But she is also an existence that she can't provoke, and in a trance, Fang Mo switched the form of Kronos's pupil and fell into the abyss dream again.

"This kid! I fell asleep. Matisse slowly got up and walked to his private office.

Ding dong!

Sergeant Bremen of the Fourth Class held a delicate letterhead and respectfully handed it to Matisse.

"Hmm!"

Mattis grabbed the letterhead, glanced at it, and his face suddenly became serious, and he began to pace back and forth in the office.

A moment later.

He frowned, crouched in his office chair, lit a shoddy cigarette, took a deep breath, and fell into deep thought.

Matisse's penchant for inferior cigarettes was also a mystery to Fang Mo, and his less than a hundred cigars were harshly ridiculed.

......

Abyssal Dreams.

Fang Wei sat on the Black Throne, deliberately revealing a preoccupied look.

"Your Excellency, what's the matter with you?" Kibal's gaze began to turn rapidly, the relationship with the oracle was very important to him, and whether he could turn over or not depended on the oracle.

"I seem to have found some old ways to contact other interfaces lately!" Fang Mo pretended to be deep, and there was mixed joy and sorrow in his voice.

Although Kiebor was wearing a heavy mask, Fang Mo clearly felt his mood fluctuate violently.

"Your Excellency! The connection with other interfaces requires a devout worship of the original owner, which is also a headache for you! Kiebor knew that the lack of qualified worshippers was a problem.

"Qualified to worship the original owner? Well! It's really hard! Fang Mo's voice sank and he muttered.

Kiebor slowly got up, lowered his head and pondered for a moment before saying: "It is difficult to find a substitute who communicates with the original owner of the worship, and the most important task of the countless gods in the Abyss Dream Realm at the moment is to find the substitute, but there have been few achievements in tens of thousands of years. ”

Fang Mo secretly said in his heart: "Acting on behalf of the deputy? A new point of knowledge! ”

He didn't know what it meant, but as an oracle, he couldn't ask directly, so he said slowly: "Well, that's true, but it's not necessarily impossible. ”

"Oh? Lord Divine Envoy, if you can successfully find the deputy, the god value will be a great achievement, and the Council of Seven of Bai Asa may be able to notice the Abyss Dream, a corner that has been silent for countless years. ”

Kieber's extreme excitement made Fang Mo more and more curious about the deputy.

At the same time, there is an important piece of information -

The Council of Seven of White Asa!

Fang Mo fell into deep thought again.

Kibal continued: "The time of the disappearance of the spiritual realm is not even recorded in the Qur'an of Bai Asa. ”

Fang Mo's heart was shocked, and he took advantage of the situation to "Hmm! "With a bang, there is a spiritual realm!.

"The stronger the person in the spiritual realm, the stronger the power of substitution, and then more of the power of worship can be converted into divine power and fed back to its corresponding divine value."

As soon as Kiebel's words came out, Fang Mo was immediately overjoyed.

Although there are still many questions, he has figured out some important links.

The most critical task of the Divine Value Office is to collect divine power.

The substitute or the original owner is just one of them.