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?“ By the way, what are you doing with me?" Wharton finally got to business. (If you like this book, please collect biquge.info)

"Father," Tommy said anxiously, "I...... I met Ron, the one wanted by the Holy See......"

"Ron?" Wharton asked, still expressionless, "so what?"

In fact, he had already gotten the news.

"He defeated Omicah!"

"What?" The expression on Wharton's face finally changed at this time, "Ron defeated Ommia, how is it possible?"

After listening to Tommy's story, Wharton felt that the situation was serious and defeated Omicha, which meant that Ron already had the strength of a divisional powerhouse.

"Father, Diallo didn't kill Ron at all, he panick......ed," Tommy said indignantly.

Wharton's face sank and he said, "There's no need for Diallo to panic!"

Wharton still admires Diallo's life to accomplish this task, after all, he is also his right-hand man, and maybe he doesn't have time to check if Ron is really dead.

Seeing his father's somewhat unkind face, Tommy was too frightened to speak.

Wharton's face softened, and he paused and said, "If nothing else, so be it, I'm going to see the Pope......"

Ignoring Tommy as he spoke, he turned around and walked out in stride.

This is the end of the brief conversation, leaving Tommy in a daze.

......

Holy Roman Empire, Mount Hyjal.

In the middle of summer, the top and foot of Mount Hyjal, which is covered with snow all year round, are two worlds, and the top of the mountain is not a place where ordinary people can go.

The Temple of Parables is the highest peak of Mount Hyjal, and legend has it that the Temple of Parables can communicate with God, and the Pope is God's spokesman on earth.

The age of the Pope is more than one hundred and fifty years old, this age is relatively large among the strong people in the Holy Domain of mankind, the strong people in the Holy Land can prolong their lives, but it does not mean that he is immortal, the Pope at this time is already full of white hair, and the wrinkles on his face are as deep as a knife. Maybe he can use a special method to restore his youthful appearance, but it is only a look, and there is no need for him at all.

A long red robe, with a noble snow fox fluff collar on both sides, and a red gold crown on his head, Ernst, the Pope of the Holy See, the only being who can communicate with the divine realm in legend.

Ernst didn't seem to be in a good mood at this time, and he had a thick copy on his desk.

"Whoa-la-"

A gust of wind blew, and the copy was blown away, revealing the dense font inside.

Name: Ron

Gender: Male

Age: 17 years old

Class: Necromancer

......

Turning around slightly, looking at the delicate handwriting on the copy, Ernst's face wrinkled even deeper.

"Knock knock—"

At this moment, there was the sound of empty footsteps outside the Temple of Metaphors, and Ernst raised his head to look outside, a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Your Excellency!"

It was none other than Wharton, who walked up to the Pope and bowed deeply, he was particularly energetic today in light armor, his long golden hair was combed neatly, and his eyebrows were lowered, showing his respect for the Pope.

"Wharton, you're here!"

A smile appeared on Pope Ernst's old face.

"Yes, Your Excellency, may I ask you to summon me urgently, what are your orders?" said Wharton, straightening up slightly.

"Read the copy on the table!" Pope Ernst did not directly state the purpose, but let him read it for himself.

Wharton's gaze gradually shifted downwards to the table, where the copy had been blown open by the wind.

With a slight gaze, Wharton took a deep breath, "I already know!"

"Oh?" said Ernst, a little surprised, "tell me what you think!"

"I don't have any ideas! This heretic, just kill it......" Wharton said without blinking.

"Hehe!" Ernst smiled slightly, his face suddenly becoming stern, "why didn't you do it before that?"

Ernst's words caused Wharton to be stunned, and he sent Diallo, the strongest of his men, to assassinate Ron, but unfortunately, Diallo came back with false news, and he was very careless and did not send anyone to verify it.

But in the end, he is responsible for this matter, and he can't shirk the responsibility.

Pope Ernst's remark left Wharton speechless, and he could only remain silent.

"I didn't mean to target anyone, and I didn't intend to hold you accountable......" At this time, Ernst calmed down and said quietly, "Wharton, I'm reminding you that this necromancer named Ron is improving rapidly, and now his strength has reached the division level, according to the description in ancient documents, he is now a necromancer......"

"Further down is the Necromancer Archmagister, the Necromancer Holy Magister, when the time comes, what shall we do?" Ernst's face gradually became stern, "Wharton, I have to let you know that Necromancer is an extremely terrifying profession, and it may be weaker at first, but as his strength advances, his combat power will become stronger and stronger, and in the later stage, I'm afraid we will not be his opponents......"

Ernst's gaze slowly turned, "When the time comes, you and I will be sinners of the Holy See......"

Wharton was sweating profusely when he heard this, and said hurriedly, "Your Excellency, this ......"

Wharton froze, "Why, why does the Holy See pay so much attention to Ron, he's just a necromancer!"

"This is our mission!" Ernst raised his voice.

"It is indeed the glorious mission of our Holy See to eradicate such heresies as necromancy, but why does the Holy See have this mission, or where does this mission come from?" Wharton asked.

"I know a little bit about that!" said Ernst, calming down.

He sighed slightly, "Speaking of which, the entanglement between our Holy See and undead magic dates back to 100,000 years ago. “

"100,000 years ago?" Wharton was surprised.

"Yes!" Enston nodded, "100,000 years ago, there were already countless necromancers, death knights, necromancers, shadow assassins and other professions that were born in the continent of Omuros, and their power is very large, almost all over the entire continent, even the elves, orcs, and monsters in the strongest period had to bow down to them, and the name of this force is - the Church of the Scourge ......"

"I know!" Wharton nodded, "I've seen some of the stuff too, but isn't the Church of the Scourge gone?"

"Hehe!" Ernst's face was full of smiles, "and do you know how the Church of the Scourge disappeared?"

"It is said that these heretics were destroyed by our Holy See, and according to historical records, the Holy See launched a holy war and wiped out the Church of the Scourge in one fell swoop!" Wharton said.

"Wrong!" Pope Ernst shook his head, "Our Holy See was just established 100,000 years ago, and its strength was not enough to compare with the Church of the Cataclysm, which was suffocatingly powerful at that time. ”

"What's that?" Wharton was surprised to hear this, and his heart moved, could it be that what he had always known was wrong?

"The Holy War was indeed initiated by the Holy See, but to destroy the Church of the Cataclysm, it is not only our strength, our strength cannot reach this point at all, we have united the forces of orcs, elves, and Warcraft to carry out the Holy War, it can be said that at that time, almost all the forces of the whole continent were gathered at that time, so that the once prosperous Church of the Cataclysm disappeared, and this process lasted for a hundred years, so the Holy War has another name, called the Hundred Years Holy War......"

Pope Ernst's eyes were full of sadness, "Humans, orcs, elves, and monsters formed a powerful coalition to march towards the core of the Scourge Church - the Dark City, along the way, countless countries were destroyed, and these countries were under the control of the Scourge Church, and at the same time, the coalition army also suffered great losses, countless elite and strong people fell, and many strong people held the idea of dying together with the strong people of the Scourge Church, and tried their best to consume the living power of the Scourge Church......"

"In the end, the elite power of the Church of the Scourges was exhausted, and the coalition forces also won the final victory!"

Wharton was short of breath when he heard what Ernst was saying, he hadn't heard before.

Wharton calmed down, calmed his nervousness, and said in a hoarse voice, "In this way, our Holy See has set this mission to eliminate necromancers without regard to it, so as to prevent them from rising again!"

Ernst shook his head, "Wharton, you're wrong again!"

"The rise and fall of every force is a specific process, no one can stay strong forever, and we have no intention of stopping them from rising again!"

Wharton was stunned, "So what?"

Ernst sighed, "At that time, Antonio, the first pope of our Holy See, made an unexpected decision when he destroyed the Church of the Scourge-" Ernst paused.

"His Majesty Antonio decided to launch a hunt for the undead professions in the entire Omros continent, and with this order, the heads of countless undead professions fell to the ground, and the most powerful necromancer among them was slaughtered......"

"So what? heresy, must be put to death!" said Wharton.

Ernst smiled slightly, and said, "Then do you know how many undead professions there were in the Omu......rose Continent at that time?

"What?" Wharton was completely stunned, three-fifths of the population, what a huge number, Wharton couldn't imagine what would become of three-fifths of the population of the Noah continent after it was reduced.

"What's more, His Majesty Antonio also ordered the destruction of a book related to the Church of the Cataclysm and undead magic, not to mention any cultivation notes, even a novel that mentions the Church of the Cataclysm or mentions the magic of the undead was ruthlessly destroyed, and this process lasted for a full hundred years before the entire thing related to the Church of the Cataclysm, including all the inherited memories, was wiped out......"

"Wharton, do you understand now?"

At this time, Ernst turned around abruptly and stared at Wharton like a sharp sword, "What we have with the Church of the Scourge is not a process of eliminating one or the other, but a hatred that has lasted for 100,000 years until now......"

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