The cloaked man was also stunned for a moment, and responded subconsciously: "I have practiced it, I have also practiced the church version and the adventurer version."
Nigris was speechless. This was a posture ready to surrender anytime and anywhere.
Lightning leaned his head over and said, "Read the church version once. I don't believe that your words can fool those stubborn people in the church."
The cloaked man was stunned. Seeing that Nigris didn't stop Lightning's move, he had to stand up, knelt down again and shouted: "Blessed by the Holy Light, I will buy three indulgence coupons!" while holding his hands high in the air. He stood up, holding a magic crystal card in his palm.
Negris weighed it up curiously and took a look: "This is the anonymous magic crystal card of the Magician's Guild. Each card has 10,000 magic crystals."
"Yes, yes, the most reputable magician's guild is as reputable as the Goblin Chamber of Commerce. This is to honor you, sir." The cloaked man said respectfully.
"That's not right. The church's indulgence coupons are two thousand magic crystals each. You can buy five coupons with this." Nigris said.
The man in cloak couldn't help complaining: "What you are talking about is in the church territory. In such a borderland, the price has already increased, from four thousand to thirteen thousand."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, four thousand magic crystals can atone for the sins of a heretic like you? How did the Church of Light become so bad?" Nigris clicked his tongue in wonder.
"You can't say that. If that doesn't work, I can also perform a plot of a pagan abandoning his faith and turning to the light. For example, he cursed: Hermeltus is - P ."
"Negris is convinced, don't mention it, the Church of Light really does this: pagans defect to the light, abandon their faith and scold the evil god, and sacrifice their property to atone for their sins.
Together with the title, it can be the kind of epic that can be sung.
"The Church of Light is so easy to fool, so what kind of enemy are you most afraid of?" Negris asked curiously.
"Of course it's a noble young lady or something like that. For example, there was a crazy female mage just now. I tried to persuade her for a long time, but she still said she wanted to eliminate me. I closed the stone door and she teleported in by herself. It scared me to death. There were no coordinates. She can accurately transmit beacons. This method is too terrifying. Is there anywhere in the world that can stop her?"
"And she hit the insect nest head-on, killing all the female insects and insects in the insect nest. I originally thought she was dead, but she was so frightened by the insect corpses that she screamed and ran away by herself."
Nigris thought about the scene for a moment, and suddenly understood why the female mage screamed and ran away without even taking her clothes. Anyone who is afraid of bugs would definitely be frightened if they bumped into a pile of bugs, no matter whether they were live bugs or dead bugs.
"The second is the undead creatures. Although the undead creatures don't want lives, they want souls." The cloaked man added.
A smile appeared on Nigris's face. What a coincidence. Most of them were undead creatures. Just as he was about to say something, Ange suddenly reached out and pointed at the ground not far away, and let out a cry.
The little zombie swooped over, the hoe flying in his hand, making the ground jingle.
When the man in cloak saw this, he stood up immediately. After a while, a fat insect was dug out. Because of its size, it was stuck in the crack of the stone.
Seeing the bug, Nigris suddenly realized: "You talk to us so much, so you are delaying time? What is this? Is it the phylactery bug you transferred the soul to? Why is it stuck?"
The cloaked man, who had been cooperating calmly, roared in despair: "Damn life acceleration! My bugs are accelerated to grow too fast, and they are stuck in the seams!"
Roaring, the cloaked man rushed over in despair. As soon as he took two steps, a shadow blade was drawn out of the darkness and chopped on his head.
Rogge perfectly interprets what the real Darth Vader is. Everyone will ignore him, but when he is needed, he will be there.
"I was already persuaded by you," Nigris sighed. "I was ready to spare your life. All I had to do was sacrifice my soul. I didn't expect you to lie to us."
On the headless body, the cloaked man sent out an urgent thought: "Dedicate, dedicate, I am willing to dedicate my soul, please spare my life."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ange's scythe struck down and pulled out his soul.
Ange, who was familiar with soul searching, tilted his head and said, "They are going to eat the World Tree."
Whether it was the two from John's village or the one he met when he first came in, Ange didn't find useful information in their souls until the cloaked man finally got some key information.
¡°You mean, these cloaked people are ready to move around and cause chaos, with the ultimate goal being the World Tree?¡± Negris asked.
"Yes." Ange nodded.
"That is to say, the elf isThere is no way to confirm whether that thought is injured or not. It has been severely injured and can only be thrown away.
In the darkness somewhere, a hoarse voice roared in pain: "The ancient nest is scary, stay away!"
Rustling, the words spoken by the hoarse voice spread far away through a burst of rustling vibrations.
After cleaning up all the insect corpses and burning them, Ange got about five tons of insect ash, which was more than ten times more than last time. Last time, the one cubic meter of insect ash weighed less than two hundred kilograms.
"The enemy's lair is still rich in harvest. Is this enough for you to use for a long time? Do you want to sell some to the elves?" Negris asked.
This kind of insect ash may not be what the cloaked man calls 'ÁY', but when mixed in the soil, it has a certain therapeutic effect on the gray spots on the World Tree. The elves will definitely be happy to buy this fertilizer.
Ange shook his head firmly. He didn't even understand the full function of this insect ash, so he didn't want to sell it to elves.
¡°Okay, okay, I¡¯ll sell them if I have more in the future.¡± Nigris said helplessly.
If it can, it still wants to save Yggdrasil. Even though the guy said it still has a life span of more than nine thousand years, nine thousand years in good health is not the same concept as nine thousand years in a disease-ridden state.
Leaving the insect nest, along the way, Ange pinched insect ashes and sprinkled a little on everything he saw. When he saw moss, he sprinkled a little. When he saw mushrooms, he sprinkled a little. When he saw a puddle, he sprinkled a little. I felt so energetic when I got the essence of life.
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And while he was scattering bug ashes, thousands of miles away, Anthony held a few beetles in a thick glass cup, summoned all his men, and solemnly announced:
"The Hemel insect plague has reappeared, and the eastern diocese will immediately enter wartime control. Everyone must obey the requirements of wartime control and obey the orders of the Archbishop. If anyone disobeys the order, he will be arrested on the spot!"
When they heard about the insect plague in Hemel, everyone was shocked and subconsciously looked at the glass cup in Anthony's hand.
The Hemel Insect Disaster is a famous disaster. It is connected with famine. Every time the Hemel Insect Disaster breaks out, a large-scale famine will break out the following year, and millions of people will die of starvation and exhaustion.
This is a disaster that cannot be taken lightly.
But when the word 'wartime control' popped out of Anthony's mouth, everyone's expressions couldn't help but become subtle. They were a little unclear whether there was really an insect plague, or whether Anthony was using it to strengthen control. in the name of.
During this period, the Church of Light has almost entered an actual schism. Ever since Anthony claimed to have been assassinated, but received the favor of God and returned to the world more than ten years younger, the schism in the church began.
The Eastern Diocese is now almost independent of the Holy See and has refused to obey any orders from the Holy See.
Originally, this kind of thing was unbelievable. It would be too difficult for a mere red archbishop to split the church, and it would be impossible for anyone to follow him.
However, the reality is completely different from what everyone thought. Many eastern parish families, forces, alliances, etc., most of them obeyed Anthony's orders without hesitation.
Even if some people will object at the beginning, when Anthony comes to the door in person and tells them: "Your grandfather, grandfather, ancestors, etc., should have left a will, right? Take out their wills, the time has come."
Who would have thought that a guy named Piero started planning this a thousand years ago?
In the years when he was constantly reborn, in each generation, he left behind some loyal subordinates. Some of these subordinates have fallen into ruin, but many have grown into big families with deep roots. Their younger generations always remember that when Someone came with a token and spoke code words to tell them that the time has come, so they should obey.
Of course, there are also some who are disobedient, or who are not the forces left by Anthony. At this time, some excuses are needed to clean up, such as disobeying the "wartime control".
Not long after, an earth-shattering news spread across the entire continent. The Eastern Diocese of the Church of Light became independent, inherited the faith of Light, and was renamed the Holy Church.
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