Ryan took out the mysterious merchant's cloak and draped it on his body, briefly communicated with the system, and confirmed that Orn was not meditating or sleeping at the moment, and used spatial magic to leave Orlan and go to the City of Fire.

*

With a systematic reminder, Ryan easily finds where Orn is at the moment.

In the last underground passage, Orn was talking about the Plains of Stormroar and the Pope with the sword master Alexis whom Ryan had seen on his last trip to the battlefield of the gods, as well as several court mages dressed in different colored robes.

The mysterious merchant's cloak was completely cut off from the air, and Orn was unaware of Ryan's arrival.

Compared to the feeling he gave Ryan last time, the Sword Saint Alexis now has a much more stable aura and presence, and the magic elements in Orn's body are also more stable.

Ryan didn't have a bad habit of eavesdropping, but there was something wrong with what he happened to hear when he arrived.

Ryan's fingertips tapped in the air, and a teleportation array condensed in front of Orn.

The court magicians took out their staffs at the same time, and looked warily at the place where the magic fluctuated.

Alexis vaguely sensed who it was, so he didn't take out his weapon, and looked at the small teleportation array with a respectful and expectant attitude.

Ryan didn't have any magic fluctuations when he arrived, and Orn wasn't entirely sure who it was for a while.

Until a flaming butterfly flew out of the teleportation array, Orn immediately waved his right hand to stop the court mage's magic condensation, "It's my friend, go and set up a soundproof magic barrier around, and no one is allowed to approach without my permission." ”

The court mages should be in good jaws, and they left at the same time with their staffs in hand.

Alexis looked at the butterfly condensed by the fire element, bowed his head to Orn, and silently begged for permission to stay.

The secret of the Pope is so curious.

Chapter 416

Orn and Alexis have been together for a long time, and they can understand what he is thinking with a look and a movement.

Not only Alex, but also Orn was curious about what was happening in the Plains of Howling Winds today.

Instead of directly responding to Alexis's request, Orn sat upright and leaned forward slightly, bowing his head to the fire elemental butterfly with its wings flapping, and asked, "My friend, the bard's poetry comes in the wind during the day, and drifts to the main cities, leaving in the hearts of countless people the seeds of curiosity and longing to know the truth.

I wonder if my loyal guardian will be lucky enough to be with me at this moment, I know from you that the light shines on the Plains of the Howling Wind...... What is the miraculous presence and judgment of God? ”

Don't leave Alexis behind at this moment, and Orn will tell him something later.

After all, whether it is the Pope's disrespect for gods, vain attempts to absorb the lives of others to become gods, etc., with the help of today's wind, everything is a good weapon against the Temple of Light.

As the prince of the City of Fire, Ou En is not strong enough to protect him, he can't fight the Temple of Light on the bright side for the time being, and Ou En needs to think about his people.

It's inconvenient for him to come forward, and the only person who can secretly act is those who have enough strength and can be trusted.

The timing was too good to miss it, and they were just discussing how to make a secret arrangement.

"I swear to you with my soul that I will never divulge any news about tonight without the mutual permission of you and my master, otherwise my strength will never be improved."

Alexis covered his chest with his right hand, and looked at the butterfly formed by the condensation of the fire element with a sincere gaze, "Dear Mr. Michelle, I am also willing to trade with you with suitable gold coins. ”

What happened on the Plains of the Howling Winds, they only knew the will of God's presence and the sound of the wind, and they could not know more secrets.

If only the Pope knew that some of the Pope's evil deeds would not be so curious. But it's a matter of the gods, and no strong person will be able to hold back this news.

"I don't need to swear, that's why I'm here."

The flame elemental butterfly flapped its crimson wings, shedding a brilliant scorching fire, shattering above the seat opposite Orn and vanishing.

In the ethereal flames, Ryan, dressed in a black cloak, appeared in his seat.

Ryan sat half-seated in his chair, his hands stretched out from his sleeve robe, and the Void Token on his index finger surrounded the starlight, which was the safest and most effective identification confirmation.

Ryan's head under the hood was slightly raised, and he looked at Ou En in front of him and asked, "When the will of the gods descended, with the sound of the wind, many humans and aliens went to the Wind Howling Plains. Didn't you do anything at that time, and there were no companions among those aliens? ”

Alexis stepped back and stopped behind Orn, his chin extremely respectful, "We didn't make it to the Howling Plains. ”

"At that time, I not only sensed the coming of the will of the gods, but I also felt a rich light."

Orn looked at Ryan across from him, "There are too many lies in the light, and the light was drawing us closer at the time.

Fears may be a trap of light, and although we were heading to the Howling Plains, we weren't quite close. It wasn't until the sound of the wind spread the word and the Pope's sins farther that we realized you were there, but the light magic had coalesced the barrier, and we couldn't get any closer to the Plains of Howling Winds. ”

"When the divine might of the Howling Plains is about to fade, the holy light grows more and more unbridled."

"All we know is finally known only by the winds that are suppressed by the light and that will dissipate at any moment, by the songs of the mystical bards, and by the mighty who have departed from the plains of the howling winds." ”

"There's one more important thing."

Orn's fingers tapped on the table, and a dark grid appeared under the table, "We didn't reach the Plains of the Howling Storm ourselves, and the court magicians who obeyed the orders of our father were the first to go to the vicinity of the Plains when God came.

But when the bell rang for the succession of the new cardinals, they lost their memories of the Howling Plains. ”

"Michelle, do you know what the reason is?"

Orn took out a ring from the dark compartment and handed it to Ryan with his mental power.

"Looks like you knew I was coming today."

Keeping the preference of the mysterious merchant, Ryan picked up the ring containing 10,000 gold coins and put it away, his gaze under the hood did not change, and his spiritual power took out a flower of time and placed it in front of Orn, and laughed softly: "The holy light can suppress the pseudo-gods, but cannot suppress the void, and the flower of time has recorded everything that happened on the plains of the howling wind."

There's something about the court magicians, whether they've really had their memories sealed, or if they've long since been submitted to the Pope. I'll give you the answer when you get into some of the details. ”

"It's not speculation, it's just that there is a mysterious merchant as a friend, and it is a good habit to prepare more gold coins, so that I can trade with you at any time."

Orn catches the Flower of Time, dimming the magic light slightly, and injects enough mana into the Flower of Time.

The Flower of Time spun and bloomed, condensing a screen of light in front of Orn and Alexis, replaying the recorded time in front of them as the mist of the void swirled.

Ryan had already experienced it himself, and his observation was not as serious as that of Orn and Alexis, and he asked in a low voice in his head: "Tong, when do you think it would be better for the souls of Purmous and Kelsanya to be resurrected?"

As much as I would love to do it as soon as possible, none of them are in particularly good shape. ”

"The body carving of the spar is completed, it is not recommended to use it directly, it can be left near the elf mother tree to receive nourishment for a few days, so that it can be more suitable for divine power."

System: "The souls in Kelsanya, and the souls she protects, can allow Asmero and the Minotaur Warlocks to use their talents to nourish the souls first, so that the souls in Kelsanya will be the first to receive rebirth." ”

"It's pretty much the same as I thought."

Ryan: "Tong, Krypton 1000 gold coins, what is the situation with those court magicians?" ”

"Thank you very much. Related to this question...... Don't you already have the answer in mind? ”

System: "Once upon a time, it wasn't just court mages in the City of Fire...... Some people have been blessed with light in their hearts, or have been in contact with the light. Most people don't know what is wrong in their bodies, and even if they are loyal enough and pure and bright, the dark 'light' still erodes the mind.

When they carry the Blessings, they come into contact with the Light at a certain moment, or when they encounter certain circumstances. Even if they are the current masters, or the rulers of certain city-states themselves, they will still be easily manipulated by the Light.

They have long since become slaves of the light, but they themselves do not know it. Whether the memory is sealed, or the controlled light self-destructs, it is not something they can control. ”

"No wonder the Pope is unscrupulous, it's a frightening secret. Who would have thought that there was an evil thing in their body that controlled their consciousness, the Holy Light......"

Ryan hissed softly in his head, and clasped his hands on the table, "Commander, is there a solution to this situation?"

Can the 'blessings' in those who are blessed be purified before they are exposed to the light, and does the Pope remember every person who has been blessed with light? ”

Bright blessings, it sounds ironic.

Orn and Alexi didn't know what was going on, they were both watching carefully what Flower of Time had recorded.

"There are too many blessed people with light, and the Pope will only record important presences."

System: "The Blessing of Light is different from the Seed of Light, the most direct way for the Light to be blessed is to be activated through the Holy Light, so that the Pope can also extract their lives.

If they strip the blessing before they come into contact with the light, they will only be weakened for a while, but they will be able to survive. If they can have enough items or treasures or precious fruits to nourish them, their lost lives will slowly recover. ”

"So at that time, he did have the idea of devouring life, and among the strong people he attracted, there were quite a few people who came into contact with the Holy Light."

Ryan: "Those who have activated the blessings in their bodies, is there no way to solve them?" ”

"Unless it's a holy light purer than the Pope, so that the blessings in their bodies can be completely suppressed."

System: "But neither Isidore in your realm nor the angels Seckela and Miu are as bright as the Pope." Being blessed by the light in the body triggered by the Holy Light, and the memory being sealed is just the beginning...... If they can't be stopped, their last and their lives will be sacrificed to the Pope, and their souls will be collected by the Pope.

Perhaps one day, those who have been collected by the Pope will be reincarnated as 'angels' and become loyal servants and warriors of the Pope. ”

"That's a ...... Fitting the origin of tragedy and chaos, it is no wonder that the god of lies would look for the cooperation of the Pope. ”

Ryan asked again, "Is there really no solution to being blessed by the Light?" ”

"The current continent ......" system said in a calm tone, "Even if the will of the gods is attached to the body of the believer, except for the god of light, most true gods cannot instantly remove the blessings from everyone's body. ”

System: "It's a pity that the God of Light is in the battle of the gods, for some reason...... All I can say is that he can't be there at this time. ”

"Whether it's a god of light or not, the gods are not in my consideration, and it's not appropriate for the gods to do this."

Ryan, "The Pope will feel the presence of God, and when he senses the will of the gods, it is inevitable that he will make the mistake of faking the blessing as a god.

He has the guts, and he has the ability. ”

"What are you going to do?"

System: "The City of Fire has not had many blessed people triggered by the Light, and now is the best time to clean it up." If left unchecked, the final 'angel' will resemble a ghost, but it will be far more vital than a ghost, and it will be more difficult to get rid of. ”

Ryan: "But listening to your tone, it seems that there is another way to stop it other than the will of the true God?" ”

"Yes." System: "There is indeed another way to stop it, but if it doesn't work properly, it can damage your reputation." ”

Ryan: "How?" ”

"It allows them to survive in another form." system, "like undead creatures." ”

"You mean ......"

Ryan, "Let those who are blessed by the light be reincarnated as undead creatures while they are still alive?" ”

"Yes."

System: "Bearers of Light are easier to peel off before the blessing is triggered." When those who have been triggered by the Light come into contact with the Light, their hearts begin to mutate.

The process of blessing the trigger's mutation is swift, and in less than a week they will 'die' without warning, and they will be summoned by the Light to gather in the same place before they die.

During this time, if you still want to preserve the consciousness of the people who have triggered the blessing, you can only use black magic and necromancy to reincarnate or alienate them into high-level undead creatures and dark creatures, and only in this way can you stop the erosion of the blessing of the Holy Light.

If you had made this decision, there would have been a large number of distrustful, unaware of the changes that would occur in them, other than the fact that their memories had been sealed, or some other innocuous problem. ”

"It's a bit of a headache."

Ryan, "Am I supposed to be glad that the Baroque hasn't devoured the lich's soul yet?" ”

"It doesn't have to be the lich, he does a lot of bad things."