High Priest Murphy sat on the steps of the temple, basking in the sun for lice. deliberately didn't take a bath for more than half a month, and after a fight between a beggar and a drunkard, he finally returned to his original appearance. People are fickle, and when they first came to the Temple of the Dark Sun, they were destitute and came to the end of their lives. His wife had died of illness, and his mother was starving to death. The life of the destitute is so miserable. Therefore, when he worshiped the idol of Shirek, the prince of lies, and kowtowed to the point of blood, his heart was full of resentment and murderous intent.

Thankfully, Ciric accepted him, and then he worked his way up the ladder to become a high priest in his dreams. It's just that the resentment in my heart has never been eliminated, and I am ruthless in doing things. Especially the damned magnates, who munched on tender veal and drank expensive wine. As for the lives of the poor, who cares?

Few people know how Murphy could have become so rich. The food served on the table, he will eat it all if he dies. Leaving food to waste is the worst sin. Sometimes Murphy genuinely felt that he should worship the Harvest Goddess rather than stay in the Temple of the Dark Sun and fight for power.

What is sacrificed cannot be redeemed. Murphy shuddered at the thought of what he was doing and the consequences. He clenched his fists desperately, and gradually regained his composure. Hands are required to be steady when fighting, especially for spellcasters.

Any regime that has been passed down for a long time will be corrupt. This is true of kingship, and divine power is no exception. I thought that under the supervision of divine power, the royal power would be restrained and knew how to be humble and benevolent, but after all, it was too naïve. As long as there is enough interest, those in power will be complicit. The difference is only in who loots more. Whoever loots less. People living in extreme poverty are still everywhere. Ghostly haunts the alleys. He was numb until he starved to death in the stinking ditch.

"You're just a high priest. ”

Remembering what the chief priest had said, Murphy couldn't help but smile. Each chief priest had royal blood, which was a compromise of divine power to royal power. Get rid of those powerful artifacts that have been passed down from generation to generation, what else does the chief priest have to rely on? If it is really stubborn, it can be left to the dagger in the dark to solve it. Faith?How much devout faith is there in the face of a lot of gold?Ciric never prevents his followers from killing each other. He appreciates trickery and murder, and that's the best part.

So Murphy was able to follow the plan and place bets on his own game. Now is a critical time, and the amount of effort it has taken to get to this point is uncountable. The biggest variable is that Ani's identity cannot be determined, and after all, she is only seventy percent sure. But it doesn't matter, even if you make a mistake, this heart is enough to move Curt. The young man had great power in his hands, and was the only son of Eoham. As long as you can win him over. It's easy to say anything.

The sunlight thinned out, and the sounds of fighting in the distance faded away. Murphy stood up. Dust off your clothes. He still has some respect for the people he will meet next. If they hadn't chosen the opposite path, they would have actually been of the same kind. Be loyal to yourself and be able to abandon a qiē for what you desire. Many people flaunt themselves so much, but they cling to power and wealth and refuse to let go.

Finally, Wisconstin's figure appeared from a distance. He had feathered arrows stuck in his shoulders, and blood dripped with every step. The shiny armor was covered in stains, and pieces of flesh and entrails stuck to it. Wisconsin took a difficult step up the high steps. There were several wounds on his handsome face, one of which nearly blinded him.

The light of the Indestructible Lake was still sharp, dragged behind by Wisconstin. He stopped halfway through, looked up and said:

"Can you give Ani to me, High Priestess Murphy?"

Murphy sighed and raised his hand to rub his fingers. Wisconstin's childhood sweetheart, Helen, appears in front of Murphy. She was tightly bound, the ropes already embedded in the flesh. Murphy pointed to Helen and said kindly:

"She betrayed you, Your Highness, and now she is yours. ”

"I'm asking you if you can give Ani to me. ”

Wisconstin's gaze was unwavering, and he didn't even bother to glance at Helen as if it were an unsightly piece of garbage. Murphy sighed again, folded his hands and said:

"With the approval of the Lord of the Dark Sun, Ani has become the Holy Maiden of the Temple of the Dark Sun, and she is the only one who is qualified. Your Highness Wisconsin, what price do you want in exchange? ”

"Give Ani back to me, or destroy Miè with your temple. ”

Wisconsin lifted the indestructible lake and waved it. So the stone pedestal carrying the huge statue of the emblem rustled and split into two halves. The upper half slipped down the bevel cut by the sword and fell to the ground. Tons of stone shattered into pieces, causing the entire staircase to tremble.

"You've been hit by three dragon slaying arrows, which are weapons designed to deal with dragons, and they're effective against you. One of them hurt your lungs, and trust me, your injuries won't heal within a month, not even the regenerative power of the true dragon's bloodline. You killed all the Praetorian Guards, defeated the Knights of the Iron Fist of the Divine Fury, destroyed the temple of the Platinum Dragon God, and then coerced Yu Wei to ask for someone, you really have the courage to do it. The allies are all dead, and I'm scared, really scared. So Your Highness Wisconstinin, please make a price, and as long as the Temple of the Dark Sun can afford it, I will definitely pay you. ”

"Where's Ani for the last time?"

Wisconstine's low roar was like that of a wounded dragon. Murphy stared at Wisconsin for a moment, then said calmly:

"Well, as you wish. But until then, listen to me tell me a story about Ani. ”

Murphy bowed, then looked up, and began to talk about Curt and Ani with a blank expression. The information of the Dark Sun Church is not comprehensive, and most of it is speculation. However, the plot of Ani challenging Ioham for Curt and Curt fighting to the death with Ioham to the last breath in order to avenge Ani is quite detailed. Wisconstin's cheeks began to spasm, and writhing veins erupted on the back of his sword-gripping hand. He slammed his sword into the stone steps, and roared in the midst of the flying stones:

"Hand over Ani! now! now!"

"You are very similar to me, and you do not hesitate to sacrifice a qiē for the sake of something dear. ”

Murphy's eyes flashed with tenderness, quickly drowning in an icy glow. He stretched out his arms and said in the most reverent tone:

But your attachment is narrow-minded, selfish, and has not even been tempered by time. Passion is your driving force, and for you, Ani is just an unexpected treasure to replenish the fragments of your soul. Please forgive my offense, and honestly say that my aspirations are much greater than yours. So I'm not going to back down, especially when it comes to a little kid like you who only sees women in her eyes. Wisconsin, no matter how much you crave, Ani can't replace your mother. Her love has been given to someone else, you know, your mom is a bad bitch. ”

Wisconsin roared and charged, dragon scales emerging from his skin, hard stone steps shattering beneath his feet. In an instant, Wisconsin jumped to heights that humans should not have reached, and he raised the indestructible lake with both hands and fell towards Murphy, who was looking up at him.

"You should think about why I've been talking nonsense for so long. ”

Murphy calmly stretched out his hand and cast the prepared magic spell. Layers of magic patterns quietly emerged, turning into a circle with a radius of ten meters. At the edge of the magic circle, the four sapphires glowed brightly, then cracked, shattering into dust and flying. At the same moment, the gravity in the magic circle suddenly reversed, and Wisconsin involuntarily rolled in mid-air, and then fell into the sky.

After a brief run-of-control, Wisconsin grabbed his center of gravity. Huge wings appeared on his back, and two feathered arrows were squeezed out of the wound by the new muscles, spinning in the air with blood splatters. The flapping wings on his head and feet flew tenaciously towards Murphy. Henna writhed like a dying snake and brushed Wisconsin. She had iron walnuts stuffed into her mouth, and she couldn't even scream, so she flew into the air. Wisconsin kept flapping its wings in oblivion, and there was only Murphy in its burning pupils.

"A person who has no attachment, the love of the past, is now just a passing moment for you. ”

Murphy sighed deeply, and then rotated his hands, swapping places up and down. The gravity in the magic circle suddenly returned to normal, but the strength increased tenfold. Wisconsin fell to the ground like a meteor, causing a hundred times more damage than a catapult.

Stones the size of a human head bounced everywhere, and a two-meter-deep crater appeared on the stone steps. The magic array was destroyed in this most brutal way...... Murphy stepped back quickly, he didn't think Wisconsin would simply be buried.

The half-dragon monster emerged from the edge of the pit, blood dripping from its fanged mouth. He crawled with difficulty, approaching Murphy, Murphy's pupils gradually contracted, and he whispered:

"Persistence is your strength, the last descendant of the dragon vein. Who made you? What was Bahamut planning? Did He hate Eoham to such an extent? Who was this immortal body for? Are we worthy of being playthings in the eyes of the gods?"

"Hand over Ani. ”

With every word Wisconsin spat out, a large amount of blood foams out. Today he has killed almost all of the most powerful people in Stormwind City, and he has finally reached the end of the crossbow. Kindness appeared in Murphy's eyes, and there was some kind of incomprehensible fearlessness. He spread out his hands, letting a golden and black light rise from his palms. Murphy folded his palms together and said in the pale light that burst out:

"The rest depends on whether Ani is Ani or not, and how important it is to Curt. People will eventually die, and this is the end of my mission. Wisconsin, come with me. Whether it is a god, a king, or a nobleman, they will no longer be able to control the fate of all things in the world. Hopefully......" (To be continued......