Why did you choose this place?

Above the heavy clouds, floated a gorgeous magical airship.

On the small window that opened, the beautiful face of Her Royal Highness the princess appeared, and she quietly looked at the churning sea of clouds.

Below the cumulonimbus clouds is a mist-shrouded village where a path of light, the Eighth Order, once lived.

That castle was his home.

Five years ago, the dreamer went insane and went insane and lost control.

The more advanced the occultist, the more susceptible he is to the negative effects of the vast amount of demonic energy—to lose oneself and become a demon.

The visionary was deluded by his own imagination.

He believes that the world he imagines is real and that the real world is false.

To do this, he set out to transform the real world.

For example, the internal organs of a person's limbs are removed and replaced with metal.

Dig out the human brain and put it in a vat to cultivate.

He also used a thread to insert it into the back of a person's neck, and chanted "only by digitizing consciousness can we save the world" or something.

What is the digitization of consciousness?

For humans, the actions of visionaries are still too far ahead of their time.

So he was exterminated.

But after all, he was an eighth-order occultist, a super powerhouse who had stepped on the pinnacle of the human race with half a foot.

Although he has fallen, his vast magical energy and thoughts that have not completely dissipated are still affecting this small village.

"Why did you choose ...... here?"

"Are there any details that I've overlooked?"

The strong wind in the sky ruffled her hair, and Rosaria's eyebrows furrowed.

"Goh?"

Next to the window, a chubby owl tilted its head to look at her.

Rosaria glanced sideways slightly: "Little one, forget about hitchhiking, but please don't disturb my thinking." ”

The fat owl spread its wings and fell headlong towards the village.

Finally, it "grunted".

"Tsk!"

Rosaria bit her lip and made a displeased sound.

I don't know if it's a delusion, but she has a strange feeling that the owl seems to be laughing at her at the end.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Maggie, who was not far away, looked up and asked.

"A fat owl." Rosalia tilted her head and looked down.

In sight, the owl plunged headlong into the village, and the trail disappeared completely.

"The owl is the patron saint of the forest, the creature that gives us the wisdom of the night." Maggie said with a smile.

"That's it, forget it......"

Rosalia pouted unconvinced.

An owl that laughs at her will never be a patron saint...... Eh, wait!

A cold, absurd and marginal suspicion came to the little princess's mind: Lilith was in the form of a snake woman, but sometimes she would move in the dark in the form of an owl.

Did I think too much about it?

No, the occultist's sixth sense is not irrelevant.

But that's ridiculous.

Rosalia, who was deep in thought, unconsciously raised her right thumb and put it in her mouth and gnawed it.

Maggie, who watched His Highness grow up, knew that His Highness was in trouble.

Rosaria's gaze continued to overlook the village.

The fog shrouded the truth.

An untold conspiracy is going on in the fog.

The strange location of Protestantism made Rosalia unable to put her mind at ease after all.

"Maggie!"

"Yes."

"Contact the Protestant Presbyterian Church."

"Yes!"

Maggie turned, and a "telegraph" was removed from the cabinet.

The telegraph used by ordinary people is a point-to-point telegraph that requires a wired connection.

The occultists, on the other hand, use high-end products that use magic energy to transmit real-time images and sounds, and they are wireless.

Maggie fed magic energy into the machine.

The crystal inserted above the machine glows with blue light.

After a while, the signal was connected, and the figure of an Elders deacon appeared in the crystal.

"Who is your Protestant leader in this operation?" Rosalia asked straight to the point.

"Huh?" The deacon was a little puzzled, "What do you mean?" ”

Rosaria's eyes were cold: "Don't talk nonsense! ”

Even though the real distance was more than thirty miles away, the deacon couldn't help but tremble.

…… This woman is so scary.

is just a second-order, but it makes his fourth-order heart furious.

"Yes, it's Deacon Rosen."

"Who chose the location?"

"Also, Deacon Rosen."

"Tsk!"

As a result, the deacon was spurned by the extremely unhappy voice of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Maggie looked at His Highness who was frowning, and directly cut off the transmission of magic energy.

The crystal immediately went black.

Rosalia frowned in contemplation, as she kept gently gnawing at the nail of her left thumb.

"Mar, Maggie......"

The voice is muffled.

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Me, if I mess up, will I be laughed at?"

"Your Highness, everyone has the day when they messed up. But you're different from others......" Maggie looked at Her Royal Highness the princess with gentle eyes, "even if you mess up, you have a way to remedy it, this is what Maggie thinks is special about you, Your Highness." ”

“…… Then do it. ”

"What does Your Highness need me to do?"

Rosaria stopped biting her hand and raised her head expressionlessly: "Contact the Astronomical Society, and ask them to cooperate with my actions in the name of the chairman of the committee and prepare to carry out a fire sweep of this area." ”

Maggie's heart skipped a beat.

The Royal Astronomical Society, ostensibly a star-gazing organization.

But it's actually a group of astrologers who are good at using different stars to enhance the power of the occult and implement precise fire coverage on long-range targets.

The crystal is back on the screen.

A second before the communication was connected, doubts flashed in Rosaria's heart again: the energy is large enough to allow Lilith to break through the seal on the spot, so is my current behavior also calculated?

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Why did you choose this place?

Such questions crossed Karina's mind more than once.

But this time it was the respected Deacon Rosen, a mystic scientist who was a fourth-order war maniac who led the team, and even if she had doubts, she couldn't ask directly.

After the convoy enters the village, head straight to the church in North Point.

The fog was so thick that it was dripping, and the trees surrounding the dilapidated church were swaying in the wind.

The cold rain that gradually began to wash the platforms on both sides of the stairs wantonly, and pounded on the rotten wooden doors of the church, like a messenger for urgent messages; Gusts of wind blew into the foyer, through the old statues, whimpering and hovering over the church, shaking the curtain in front of the statue of God.

On the outskirts of the village, a large number of people walked through the woods and trampled on the grass.

They gathered from all directions, then dispersed in different directions, and then everything returned to darkness.

In the church, everyone got out of the carriage.

Several gas lamps lit up the railings, arcades, and windows.

Yu Lian also got out of the carriage and walked towards the church.

Gothic-topped churches, dilapidated and covered with cobwebs.

The rain had become heavier, and in the middle of the yard, several policemen were digging hard.

Julien and Eric sheltered from the rain in the hallway, with Sheriff Webb watching them, and the tall blonde nun a little further away.

Glancing at the nun, Yu Lian moved his gaze to the old man next to him.

It was a grim-looking old priest, dressed in a black clergyman's robe and a red ribbon, which was very eye-catching.

How do I feel like this guy is a villain...... Yu Lian withdrew his gaze, touched the gun in his hand, and turned the wheel with his thumb.

Through the map in his mind, he could clearly see that dense red dots were pouring from all over the village to the church.

This is a ghost making dumplings.

The rain is getting heavier.

The fog is also getting thicker and more dangerous

On the steeple of the church, two dark figures stared intently down.

"Are you all ready?"

"Of course, don't worry, everything is in order."

"Remember! If it's true, let's do it, it's fake, immediately let those people come to the palace, and we will retreat......"

Soon after, the police who dug the pit dug something out of the pit.

"Got it!"

"It's a seal."

"Pick it up!"

The crowd below boiled, and the black-robed eyes shrank.

What the police dug up was naturally the stone sculpture of the snake girl, but he stared at it carefully, but said to the black shadow around him suspiciously: "No, there doesn't seem to be a trace of demonic breath on this stone carving......

The dark shadow is also looking down.

At this time, there was a sudden movement outside the church.

"Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck~"

A blonde man ran over in embarrassment, his legs covered in mud, like a big male dog that had been chased everywhere.

As soon as he ran in, he looked up and saw a yard full of people.

"Why are so many people gathering here, all hurry up, don't die......"

At this time, everyone found out that he was followed by a group of headless girls.

The ordinary policemen were instantly frightened and their faces turned white.

The punitive knight of the church had an unnatural face.

"Don't panic!" Karina's crisp voice instantly sounded, "Punishment Knight, form a formation!" ”

More than a dozen heavily armed knights, armed from head to toe, immediately moved, and in the midst of the cacophony of scenes, a chubby owl flew over the church and pulled a bubble of down.

This just landed on the stone sculpture of the snake girl.

The black robe, who was about to leave, sniffed violently.

In the next second, his expression sank into madness.

"Do it!"

The situation spiraled out of control in an instant.