It was a sunny morning, but Rasputin was not interested in the sun at all. He cautiously looked out the window to make sure that no crossbowmen were ready to [snipe] him, so he closed the window and pulled the curtains. He lit the oil lamp, then stroked the hem behind his robe before sitting down. Facing the letter paper, he didn't move his pen for a long time, just sighed lamentingly.

"Quack!" The crow in the cage squawked.

Rasputin bared his teeth at the crow and pretended to be fierce: "Don't make a noise! Then he put pen to paper. His handwriting is quite neat, and the font is slender, as if it was made of a girl's bones.

"Dear Dad:"

"After receiving your letter, I thought, you don't love me that much anymore. Admittedly, I have relied on you, but can you relate to my son's feelings? Okay, let's put the private aside and talk about business – you like work more than family, don't you? ”

"I can't agree with the old theories you mentioned. Necromantic creatures rely on us necromancers to appear, and without us, there would be no necromantic creatures! Isn't it? We have painstakingly found the bones of the [Bone Summon], we have summoned the souls of the dead from the void, and we have used the dark element to ignite the soul fire...... Therefore, the necromantic creatures should be our servants! They are inferior, ignorant, selfish, self-conscious, and only worthy of being a prop, and they are not qualified to be equal to us! I admit that mid- and high-level necromantic creatures have intelligence, but they can't get rid of the fate of being dominated by us! The Underworld is naturally extremely strong, but it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the Necromancer and the Great Lich! ”

"Please rest assured, for the sake of the bigger picture, I will not easily turn against the necromantic creatures and put the members in danger. Even if I want to capture the Underworld, I will have to wait until the Underworld is severely damaged by the 'Alternate Saints', and then complete it with the least cost. Maybe you don't know your son very well yet, but I tell you that he is a strong-willed man who will do what he wants. Don't be too surprised when you receive a quasi-heroic necromancer as a birthday present. ”

"The situation is not very good at the moment. Diesel eavesdropped on Perce's conversation with the Underworld and learned the important news that Perce's number of followers had begun to dwindle, and his intelligence network was shrinking. It is well known that the gods rely on faith to wield great power, and the more believers there are, the more the gods can exercise their power, and the same is true of Perls, who is the messenger of the gods. As a result, Perls is no longer at the level of a hero, and I suspect that in a month he will even fall below the intermediate level. When the 'barbarians' were divining, a figure of a Holy See priest appeared in the crystal ball. Can clergy below the priesthood falsify the faith? I'm afraid the 'Evil Disease Monks' and the 'Glory Preachers' can't do it, right? You know a lot about the Holy See, and I hope you can give me a correct answer. ”

"We hid in the homes of several civilians and controlled the wife and children of the head of the household, so that they did not dare to report them. There are dark mages who have banned them, and once they dare to say something they shouldn't say, their brains will be quickly destroyed by the dark element, and they will go to heaven within half a minute. We thought it was foolproof, but the Knights of the Iron Hoof found it. They also did not dare to do it directly (which is really strange), but disguised themselves as ordinary people. I don't know how many of them there are. So far, we've lost two Blade Dancers, three Werewolves, and two Necromancers. I have a feeling that a storm is coming. ”

As he had written, Rasputin nervously opened the curtain and squinted out. Although he did not notice anything unusual, he sat down worriedly, and went on to write:

"I don't know what the point of our stay in Astendt is. Perls said that in order to sabotage and win the final victory within Astant. But we even have a problem with self-preservation, what can we destroy? Also, Do necromantic creatures have a chance to win? 'Liars', 'Viruses', 'Mighty Hands' are all drawn to the battlefield, not to mention Lancelot of Grace and 'Evil Eye'! Even if you're far away in a foreign country, you know how fierce this war is, right?! Since the beginning of the week, every city has been scrambling, and not a single day has been made sure of the owner! I'm more and more sorry for this trip! Dad, maybe you're right, I'm not a big person, I shouldn't have made such a big decision alone. Oh, my insomnia seems to have returned. ”

That's it. I need to listen to Diesel's opinion, and what he says often makes sense. I wish you good health. ”

"Your faithful little Gregory"

December 20

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Astant.

On the evening of December 20, a priest slowly walked towards the tavern. When he pushed open the shutter door, the noisy crowd fell silent. It's no wonder, who has ever seen a clergyman enter a tavern?

Smiling at the silent crowd, the priest walked to the bar and sat down at random. He was obviously trying to keep a low profile, but the aura power under his feet still drew exclamations from others, as those affected by the aura felt warm, comfortable, and safe. It seems that as long as you gather around this sacrifice, you can feel a sense of security from the heart. The people continued to talk, but they all subconsciously lowered their voices so as not to disturb the mysterious priest.

The bartender leaned over: "Guest, what do you want to drink?" ”

"Raspberry juice, thank you." The priest placed two silver coins on the bar. Soon, a glass of sweet juice was placed in front of him.

The priest was about twenty-five years old, with a pointed chin, and a little weak; There are only four words in his eyes, "no quarrel with the world", which is simply the eyes of a lamb; His skin is whiter than a girl's. Anyone who knows how to do it can find that the sacrificial robe has overlapping dark gold patterns, which is actually a soul equipment; The cross hanging from his chest was made up of more than a dozen rubies, each of which could make a top collector feel like first love; The canon he had on the bar was nothing more eye-catching than that. When such a distinguished guest came to the bar, it was like a white swan flying to the chicken farm.

"I'll ask you a little bit about it." The sacrifice launched a gold coin this time. His expression was very sincere, and there seemed nothing wrong with using the honorific title for a civilian life professional. "Is there any strange people haunting this town? I mean, some people in orange clothes? ”

The bartender wiped his glass and said with a wry smile, "You are asking about the Twilight Sect?" ”

"Please tell me everything you know." The priest then placed a gold coin on the bar.

"Haha, it's not about the money." Having said this, the bartender quickly took the gold coin into his hand and shook it. While stuffing the money into his trouser pocket, he leaned forward with his upper body and lowered his volume: "At a glance, you know that you are a member of the Holy See, and you are the opponent of the Twilight Sect." In a short period of time, they have recruited a lot of adventurers and natives, and they are also powerful, and you can't deal with them alone. ”

The priest looked at him firmly, so he had to shrug his shoulders: "Of course, you seem to have the ability to protect yourself. Let me give you a suggestion: the Knights of the Iron Hoof are now so searched that the people of the Twilight Cult are very nervous; As soon as you walk the streets after dark, they will show up. ”

"Thank you." After the sacrifice drank the juice, he grabbed the canon and calmly left. When he left, the people in the tavern suddenly became a little irritable, and their voices were unconsciously amplified when they spoke. Soon, there was a lot of noise again.

In times of war, not everywhere in the town was lively. The priest came out of the tavern, bypassing the mercenary guild and the adventurer's guild, and the voices heard were weakening; By the time he reached the front of the orphanage, he could only hear the howling of the cold wind. His soul equipment robe emitted a glowing white light, and if anyone stepped into the range of the white light, they would find that the wind could not blow on their body.

At this moment, two swordsmen came up to him and stood still with their swords in hand; Two monks walked out from behind him, cutting him off. The swordsman wears orange-red leather armor and tight black trousers, has a resolute face, and hangs a long sword and a short sword at his waist; The monk wore an orange-red black-collared robe, with a clear face, deep eyes, and a turquoise crystal on his chest. These four people were the clergy of the Twilight Cult who were being pursued by the sacrifice, but they did not come with good intentions.

"Heretics, why do you want to exterminate us?" A dusk swordsman with two swords in his hand asked indifferently.

"I didn't kill anyone." As he spoke, the priest looked around, as if he was afraid of innocent passers-by. "I have no prejudices against other sects, but what you are doing is not righteous. I'm going to help you make it right. ”

"Crazy." A twilight monk sighed. He and his companions held the crystal pendant on their chests and chanted, "God with His wings saved us from suffering!" After the spell ended, a light blue, translucent, arc-shaped magical barrier lit up outside the two Dusk Swordsmen!

【Soul Shield】Because of its powerful soul, the Dusk Monk can effectively protect it. Inflicted on a target, reducing psychic magic damage dealt to that target by 50%.

At the same time, a dusk swordsman raised his long sword and shouted, and a light blue pointer light and shadow appeared vertically downward above the sacrifice! 【Soul Pointer】The Twilight Swordsman can use the soul wavelength to create an indelible imprint on the enemy, making all attacks more prominent. This target takes an additional 30% soul damage. Lasts 30 seconds.

Another twilight swordsman also chanted, "You deserve to be punished for your sins!" "Under the light and shadow of the light blue hands, there is another crossed chain mark! 【Proverbs of the Gods】Recite the proverbs of the god of the soul, and the twilight swordsman can imprison the enemy. The target is frozen for 2 seconds.

At this time, the priest slowly began to chant: "Place—"

The four clergy of the Cult of Twilight tacitly unleash the strongest attack! Two [Twilight Staff] and [Arc Slash • Returning Light] to the left and right! Seeing that the sacrifice is about to be splashed with blood!

"You are redeemed by the Lord, Lamb who is placed on the altar."

[Song of the Lamb], one second of "invincible" time, the sacrifice was unscathed. He then chanted: "The last day is judgment, but the godly will be forgiven." With the chanting, the sky suddenly brightened, and a golden door was opened in the void, and a dozen Angels flew out of the door happily, flying around the four enemies, scattering flowers, and singing. The scene seemed to be quite harmonious, but the four people in the holy light could not speak, and there was a huge pressure around them, forcing them to fall to their knees. Those fluttering petals landed on the [Soul Shield], and they were so heavy that they shattered it in less than a second.

The priest raised his wand, shattering the two magical lights and shadows floating on his head, then bit his finger and pressed the foreheads of the four of them one by one. Surprisingly, his blood was pure gold. Touched by this golden blood, the pupils of the four of them shrank sharply, and they screamed heartbreakingly, spewing out a huge amount of black gas from their mouths and noses! Angels pinched their noses and puffed out their cheeks to blow hard, which blew away all the black gas. The trees planted on the side of the street withered as if they had been dead for ten years.

Soon, Angels returned to the door laughing again, and all visions were gone. The priest quickly picked up the four clergy and asked with concern, "How do you feel?" Okay? ”

"Lord Bishop, after getting rid of the control of the cult, our hearts have been redeemed." The four of them said in unison.

"Then tell me, where is the Dusk Prayer Messenger?"