Founded in the Second Age, the Grey Fort has been known as the Lord's Plane Library since its inception, with a collection of nearly 200 million volumes, making it an ocean of knowledge.

The Grey Keep has been visited by countless races and professions, including conspirators and evildoers, but the God of Knowledge has always been neutral and praised for the spread of knowledge, and under His influence, the 'scholars' have also been neutral and have no aversion to evil, so that even the demons of chaos and evil devils can find the knowledge they want here.

And today, it welcomes visitors again.

Battlefield Master Folgras and Inquisitor Wilmot walked through space and landed on the gray and black earth, both of them retracting their white wings at the same time, looking at the most magnificent library in the main plane.

Inquisitor Wilmot's eyes were filled with disgust, "The stronghold of heretical beliefs. ”

In his sight, this vast and quaint city was filled with the divine power of heretical gods.

The paladin heart in him felt the power of heresy and began to come alive, urging him to destroy the evil heretics as soon as possible.

The battlefield master Fergres is not as extreme as Wilmot, the main plane is full of gods, and the Lord of Dawn has never proclaimed himself the only true god, so he has no prejudice against the belief in other gods that are not evil gods, and he said with a smile:

"Unknown madness is polluting knowledge and writing, my lord suspects that the god of knowledge who dominates 'knowledge' and 'writing' has fallen, if the god of knowledge is really falling, then Greycastle should be the first place to have problems, let's go in and find out what we can find. ”

Wilmot nodded, agreeing with his words, "Let's go inside." ”

Vergres chuckled, and walked with Wilmot into a quiet city that looked more like a library than a city.

Although the Grey Fort occupies a huge area and the guards are relatively scarce, the guards here are all clergy who are born with extremely high perception ability, and the two of Fergrath and Wilmot did not deliberately hide their aura, so they were quickly discovered by the guards here.

After revealing his identity, Archbishop Barneys, dressed in a classical black robe, received the two uninvited visitors.

"Wilmot, Inquisitor of the Church of the Dawn, Master of the Battlefield, Fergrais, welcome to the Grey Keep, I am Archbishop Banis of the Church of Knowledge. ”

After greeting him, Archbishop Barneys asked, "I don't know what your purpose is in Grey Keep, but if you want to find a book to answer some kind of doubt, maybe I can help you." ”

Without much thought, Fergres spoke: "My lord said: unknown madness is polluting knowledge and words, so he ordered us to come to Grey Keep to find answers, I don't know if Archbishop Barneys can answer my lord's doubts." ”

Archbishop Barneys had no expression on his old face, "Although I am very knowledgeable, I am still as worthless as a candle flame on the ground compared to the stars in the sky, and I cannot answer this question of yours." ”

In the firmament of the main plane, at night, you can see many stars, and those stars are the projections left by the gods of the gods on the night sky.

So the stars sometimes represent the gods as well.

Velgras smiled and said, "Archbishop Barneys, I heard that scholars are a group of people who soak in the ocean of knowledge all day long, aren't you affected by the madness of the unknown when you are studying?"

"No," Archbishop Barneys replied solemnly, "the Grey Citadel is the earthly kingdom of God of my Lord on the Lord's plane, and with the gaze of my Lord, no evil force can hide from the eyes of my Lord and pollute the scholars in the Grey Keep." ”

"Of course. When it comes to the god of knowledge, Fergres does not dare to be disrespectful until the other party is depraved, "Under the gaze of the great god of knowledge, no evil force can be hidden, and I believe that the archbishop is not tainted." ”

After a brief encounter, Archbishop Barneys made an excuse to leave, as if like an ordinary otaku scholar, after realizing that the other party did not need his help, went about his own business.

Wilmot, who had blonde hair and was dressed in a crisp white robe, looked at Velgrais, "Did you spot anything unusual?"

"Nope. Fergres shook his head, his speech and spirit skills did not cause the other party to show any abnormality, could it be that there was nothing wrong with the God of Knowledge, or that something was wrong with the God of Knowledge but it did not affect Greycastle?

Wilmot's resolute face twitched, his thick eyebrows twisted together, and he said in disgust, "My paladin heart tells me that this place is full of evil. ”

Ever since you regarded the beliefs of other gods as evil, with the exception of the Seven Heavenly Mountains and the Glorious Dawn, wherever you go, your paladin heart thinks there is evil...... Furgres complained silently in his heart.

"However, Wilmot reminded me that if you can't tell if the other party is abnormal, you can use magic to see if the other party is abnormal...... No, Archbishop Barneys is a legendary professional like me, and if the other party is disguised, even if I use divine magic, I may not be able to find the other party's anomaly...... Moreover, this is the Grey Keep, the stronghold of the Church of Knowledge, where the magical effects of non-gods of knowledge will be greatly weakened. ”

Fergres pondered, "Using my lord's gaze, I can see if there is anything abnormal in the Grey Castle, even if it is covered by the divine power of the god of knowledge, it can't stop my lord's gaze." ”

"But summoning the gaze of our lord in a place like the Grey Keep can easily cause misunderstandings, if the Grey Keep is not abnormal, and the God of Knowledge has not fallen, it may cause an all-out war between the Church of the Dawn and the Church of Knowledge. ”

"It's better to communicate with the Nine-Eyed Angel in the Sevenfold Heaven Mountain, and use the Nine-Eyed Angel's ability to see through all disguises to observe the Gray Castle. ”

His eyes were half-closed, and the light surged through him.

Huge wings slammed out from behind him, and a strong, fair-skinned angelic phantom with a purple bandage appeared on top of him, layering on top of him.

The angel wore a silver-white helmet that covered most of his head, and four pairs of closed eyes on his abdominal muscles.

He opened his eyes.

In the sight of the nine-eyed angel, the room turned into a pink piece of flesh.

The ceiling, the walls, the ground beneath your feet, all wriggling, disgusting chunks of flesh.

A viscous yellow liquid seeped out of the wriggling pieces of flesh and dripped down his body from time to time.

Tentacles-like things twisted and writhed in the air like wisdom, and the tail of the tentacles had a tiny eye without eyelashes.

As if to find themselves discovered, the tentacles stopped writhing at the same time, and at the same time straightened, and countless tiny eyes looked at Vergress in unison.