The holy city of Reims, in the papal study.
"Your Majesty, here is secret intelligence from the north." A cardinal sincerely presented the confidential documents sent through the teleportation array.
After Pope Gregory took the information, he opened it directly and read it carefully, while the cardinal waited for his instructions, ready to pass on the orders of the papal crown to the various dioceses at any time.
"Maldimos actually secretly took control of the city of the Shahran Empire near the northwest foothills of the Dark Mountains, preparing for the blood sacrifice." The Pope's expression was slightly shocked, obviously he didn't expect the "Lord of Hell" Mardymos to do such a thing under his nose, it seemed that the successive victories over the years and the chaotic situation on the edge of the Dark Mountains had blinded the clergy.
If it weren't for the fact that Adrien accidentally discovered that the hidden magician had colluded with the devil and was killed, more than a dozen dioceses in the north would have devoted themselves to the investigation, and perhaps he would not have noticed it until the "Lord of Hell" arrived.
This made him a little annoyed, so he picked up the platinum scepter, stood up suddenly, and said majestically: "Summon Ivan and Quint to the city of 'Gedfuri' at the northwest foot of the Dark Mountains, and I will personally purify this polluted place."
He didn't go alone carelessly, after all, the opposite side was a god-like place, if he defeated Maldimos with a lot of damage, maybe the sneaky "Silver Moon" would fall from the sky, so he dispatched two saints to the city of Godfuri, one was at the peak of the legend, and the other was close to the peak of the legend.
"Yes, Your Majesty." The cardinals began drafting the edict.
Gregory thought for a while, nodded, and said: "At the same time, commend Felix, his investigation was fruitful this time, which can offset the punishment for Adrian's killing."
"Obey." The cardinal replied respectfully.
After leaving his mark on the edict, Pope Gregory stepped into the teleportation array, intending to completely destroy his hope before the "Lord of Hell" arrived.
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An hour later, high above the city of Gudfrey.
Gregory looked down with a stern face and didn't say a word.
"It's still a little late." The blonde Ivan touched his slightly raised nose, and his tone was very solemn.
The city below was completely wrapped in blood, and there were screams of extreme pain and other charms coming out of it, and in the flow of blood, corpses were sinking and floating, terrifying.
In the center of the city, a hideous gate engraved with countless devils and human heads was slowly disappearing, and the strong smell of sulfur filled the sky.
Gregory snorted softly: "It's not too late, at least Mardimos hasn't had time to get out of here."
With his god-like strength and his cunning, the "kingdom of faith" of the God of Truth will fall into endless turmoil, and the magicians, dark creatures, and pagodine churches that have not yet been completely extinct will all be given a chance to breathe.
If a god-like person runs away with a determined heart, and runs away if he feels something is wrong, even if he has a "god-descending technique", things will be very troublesome.
After saying that, he raised his right hand without hesitation, held the platinum scepter high, and said solemnly:
"Great God of truth, You are one and ten thousand."
"It's an instant, but it's also an eternity."
"He is the Creator and the Lord."
Holy light burst out of His body and flowed on the surface of His body, holy and unmatched, making people dare not look directly at it.
At the same time, the vastness, sacredness and solemnity, and transcendent feeling descended from an inexplicable height, completely enveloping the entire city.
In the city, a blurred shadow of a first-born goat's horn suddenly appeared, exuding the terrifying aura of evil and depravity, shaking the lock of the "Divine Descent Technique".
Behind Him, nine layers of hell emerged one after another, with bronze castles, burning cities, and silent plains equal to substance.
In all the nearby cities, believers crawled and prayed, their hearts inexplicably moved, and there was an indescribable gentleness and tranquility.
"You are one, and you are ten thousand."
"It's an instant, but it's also an eternity."
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Such a prayer actually reached the sky over the city of Gedfuri, ethereal and vast, far and shocking.
In the sky, the projection of the seven-story heaven mountain gradually became prominent, and angels and living beings knelt down to pray, and the sound of hymns was endless.
Pope Gregory narrowed his eyes slightly and solemnly waved the platinum scepter in his hand.
In the seventh layer of Heaven Mountain, boundless light erupted, converging into a sea of holy light, flooding the city of Godfuri.
"No!"
A terrible scream came from the city, and the huge evil figure quickly collapsed and collapsed.
Everything passed quickly, and the entire city disappeared to the surface.
Gregory's face turned pale, and his right hand holding the platinum scepter trembled slightly, but his voice was steady: "Once again, commend Felix, the value of his intelligence is immeasurable."
A little later, things got into trouble.
"Obey the order, Your Majesty the Pope." Ivan and Quint replied in unison.
Gregory nodded: "Okay, return to the Holy City with me."
Now it seems that "Silver Moon" should not make a move.
At this time, Ivan asked with concern: "Your Majesty, does next month's 'Supreme Synod' need to be postponed to next year?"
"No, hold it on time." Gregory looked at himself and saw that the situation was fine, so he was unwilling to show weakness to others, after all, the previous "rest period" was enough, and this time he did not use the "Divine Descent Technique" twice in a row.
"Okay, Your Majesty." Ivan drew a cross on his chest and prayed in a low voice, "Only the truth endures."
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"Oliver redefined the four elements of earth, fire, and feng shui, including gravity, so what is the real element? I think there must be many types of elements in this world, such as gold, silver, sulfur, etc., which cannot be the same element, and there are not many similarities in experiments." Hathaway was not afraid of her poor language organization skills being exposed in arcane discussions, and her silver-gray eyes were faintly excited.
Douglas nodded slightly: "Your idea is very good, I feel a little inspired."
Before he finished speaking, Fernando walked in with a calm face: "The 'Lord of Hell' was bombarded back to hell by the Pope."
"What's going on?" Douglas asked with a slight frown.
Fernando described the information he had just received in detail, and finally said: "I thought he had some big conspiracy, it turned out to be a sneak come to him, but he couldn't keep the secret, and was discovered by the church in advance, and enjoyed a 'divine descent technique', what an idiot."
"Do you think the 'Lord of Hell' is really an idiot?" Douglas's calm expression showed a rare hint of excitement.
Fernando thought for a while, but still had to admit: "He is not an idiot, so he ......"
He was stunned and thought of the key point.
Others may not know that the "Lord of Hell" has been plotting a big conspiracy decades ago, and it is difficult to doubt this simple and clear fact, but Fernando is clear!
"Therefore, he was bombarded back to 'hell' by the 'divine descent technique', marking the imminent arrival of a real conspiracy, otherwise he would not have personally stepped forward and attracted the attention of the pope at the cost of serious injuries. Douglas stood up suddenly, his excitement had been suppressed, and he looked unusually calm, making people can't help but follow.
Fernando nodded, agreeing with Douglas's inference, Hathaway also stood up, and said in a slightly fluctuating voice: "I'll go back and inform grandpa."
The "Sword of Truth" Hoffenberg is nearly four hundred years old, and he has been repeatedly seriously injured in fierce battles in the past because of his love for indomitable charges, and he is now nearing the end of his life, and ten years ago, a legendary ritual was not really successful, only allowing him to live for thirty years, so if the opportunity is not enough, perhaps the Magic Council will lose this disappointing firm ally of the church.
As a king, Hoffenberg could not tolerate the current situation of the nobility.
"The opportunity came a little early, you haven't broken through to the legend yet, and our strength is still a little worse." Douglas said with some emotion, after the establishment of the council, Fernando and Hathaway burst out with dazzling talents, and the same was true for Oliver, who joined later, all of whom showed the potential to break through into legends, and in other cooperative organizations, thanks to the widespread dissemination of knowledge by the Magic Council, Vicente, Erica, Owen, Thomas, Tresh and others also made rapid progress and were known as future legends, but after all, time was limited, and this new generation of legends had not yet been born.
"Huh, no matter what, the opportunity has come, we can't avoid it." Fernando, such a carefree person, couldn't help but exhale, if he failed this time, he might not have the ability to rise again.
"Fortunately, Congers and Amanata have both been promoted to legends, plus the Lord of Cold, the Cursed Eye and me, at least not much worse than the aristocratic forces in the Great Holm region." Douglas smiled and comforted them.
Fernando chuckled: "You can burst out a monster of the peak level with the legendary third order, but unfortunately, it will take some time for you to really step into the top."
"The unknowns of the world are as numerous as the stars, and for arcanists, there will never be a peak." Douglas replied subtly.
Hathaway suddenly said: "I reorganized the 'elemental will'."
"Huh?" Fernando looked at her in confusion, not understanding why she wanted to rebuild the "Elemental Will" and that she wanted to leave the council?
"In the future, when the council moves from uniting to integrating other organizations, the 'elemental will' can serve as an example." Hathaway thought about this sentence for a long time and said it quite smoothly.
The corners of Fernando's mouth twitched: "You think really far......"
However, it's good to have high hopes.
"Don't think so much yet, prepare with all your might and seize this opportunity!" Douglas took a deep breath and clenched his right fist subconsciously.
(End of this chapter)