Demi Taka Castle

The two-way long-distance teleportation circle in the temple flickered slightly, and some Dao figures walked out of the hallroom of the temple.

Raphael did not skimp on his divine powers, and used the divine descent to return directly to it.

"Welcome to God!" Raphael was greeted by Josephine Heslet, who led a group of priests, and as the congregation grew. At all times, the temple tests the potential of the believers and the steadfastness of their faith. Pick out the path that suits them for them.

The Inquisition, the Temple Warlord, and the Temple Chaplain are the three institutions in which Raphael's Temple operates. They belong to different countries, and their powers cannot be overcome. Only Josephine Heslett and Raphael had direct authority over all the worshippers of the Temple.

Raphael's gaze swept over the body of a group of believers, and a power that inadvertently emanated made the believers' bodies and minds tremble, and there was no fear, only more fanaticism.

Their promotion from a weak god power to a medium god power made them feel a deeper sense of security. What do people pray to God and worship Buddha for? Isn't it just for peace of mind?

And Raphael as the place of their faith, the stronger he is. It means that their backers are harder. Regardless of whether they are out and about, or when they meet other temples, temple members will undoubtedly have more posture and cards.

"Yes." Raphael simply nodded, although what had happened today had put him in a bad mood. But he doesn't show it to his followers. The reason why it is so cold is that it is a change of mentality.

Let's say that a goddess (male god) you like has never spoken a word to you and suddenly sends you a message. What will happen to your heart?

Hazy, mysterious, and distance produce unknown beauty.

The idol automatically replenished Raphael's previous consumption, which reminded him that although he had been promoted to a medium divine power, he had not yet reopened the higher-level divine arts to his followers. However, it will take a lot of time to tinker with this thing, so I think it's better to postpone it for now.

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Walking into the castle chamber of Demiko Castle, the high-ranking personnel who had been summoned in advance were already standing in front of their seats. A solemn aura permeated the entire council chamber, and all eyes were on them as the two temple warlords with silver pendants on their shoulders pushed the door open.

Here is a brief description of the ranks of these temple generals and the Inquisition, which are generally divided into black iron, bronze, brass, silver, gold, and dark gold. Each rank has three smaller thresholds.

For example, the two men also have two long swords engraved next to their silver charms, and these differences come from Raphael's distribution of magic and the improvement of the weapons they equipped. Incentives should not be lacking anywhere, although fanatical beliefs are equal.

But everyone's contribution is not the same, and there are more monks and less porridge. Raphael's divine powers were not blown by the wind, although he was already known for his generosity in the gods. But he couldn't make a bowl of water even.

The two with silver ornaments were both members of the former Bauhinia Guard, giving up their thirst for money and power. Expected to serve Raphael wholeheartedly, he is the leader of the temple generals.

Raphael's steps were steady, and Josephine Heslett behind him staggered the scepter in two halves, showing his absolute respect.

"Sit down." When Raphael's voice came out, the tension in the entire council hall dissipated a lot with the gust of wind blowing in from the window.

There was no report on the territory, and this kind of information was no longer qualified to be on the table at this time.

"Let the Wanderer kill all the elves that wander in or outside Bartholomew's area. Heads are hung on the city walls as an example. As soon as Raphael spoke, the atmosphere in the entire conference hall solidified again. The people who can sit here are all the high-ranking people of the territory, and they can hear the clouds hidden in these words.

"As you wish, God." The Secret Flower Miranda came from the studio this time, and she received this message in advance. Assassins have an iron rule, they don't need to ask why, just send their weapons into the opponent's lethal point.

"From now on, let our men cut off the elven trade routes. To steal, to rob, to kill, it's all casual. I'm going to throttle and cut off all these long-eared economic lines. "Killing people is better than rushing into the other party's base camp. Some of the ways and means are undoubtedly more straightforward, and the elves are not saints. They also have to eat, drink, and Lazar, and even Summerfield City, the holy city that maintains their elven clan, requires a very large amount of magic crystals (few magic crystal mines are produced in the elven territory).

Coincidentally, in the eyes of the elves. These jobs are lowly, so they will sell weapons, equipment, accessories, etc., which are well-made and cannot actually be sold internally. Thus in exchange for these necessities of life.

Hold the bow as strong, and use the arrow as the long.

Shoot the man first and shoot the horse, and capture the thief first and capture the king.

And the elves want to keep the trade routes open, and even have to use military escorts. It's not easy to do it in the territory of the elves, can the fat that ran out and send it still be able to let go?

"Understood!" It was Iyeft Abraham who spoke, and there was hatred in his words. If among the people present, the most profound hatred of Raphael may be her. As a witness to the fall of the Dickie Arcane Empire, this national hatred is deeply integrated into the blood.

Along with them were Dalena and Letitia, two little girls who had become deputy commanders of the territory's army, after passing all the trials of 'Gordos'. He was taught by Ijeft Abraham as the inheritor of the mantle. The two little girls have indeed lived up to expectations and made great achievements.

"How's the Abraham Chamber of Commerce building trade with the Elves going?" Raphael looked at Lance, Diana Mullen, and Fitztier.

"The contact went well, and the elves didn't notice who we belonged to." Lance was wearing a simple white gown and a long light blue scarf in front of him, and he had a kind and standard businessman's style.

"It's a very important thing, and it's related to a lot of my plans for the future. You're going to follow up personally. "Raphael has set his sights on Fitztier, a businessman he has 'picked up' from halfway through, who has come in handy over the years.

He was secretly sent by Raphael to the eastern country of Aaron, which was far away from the elven city, and his body was not stained with the power of Akari, which was directly related to Raphael. The contact was done by him personally, and the supply channel came from Heicheng.

Even many of his subordinates don't know that the real boss behind them will be Raphael.

"Rest assured, God. I'll be sure to do all of this properly, and I'll not miss your plan. Fitzteler said with a straight look, apparently a fanatic follower of Waukin, the goddess of trade and wealth, but not in reality. It's just that for a rich and easy-to-do deity, she is still willing to help you make a perfect hide, spending a sum of gold sol every year.

It's just that he can't mobilize Raphael's strength on weekdays, so Raphael gave him a scroll bag. Inside are magic scrolls written by Raphael himself, and they are powerful enough to survive more than 95% of the situation.

"According to your orders, the acquisition of resources in various places has been slowly closed. However, for some places that have not yet been affected, I have asked the personnel to stay behind. ”

The report is Diana Mullen, a woman who is a dewy couple with herself, who is more and more energetic under her own moisture. It seems to have rejuvenated his second spring, smooth skin, delicate face, strong woman's momentum, and decent dress, which can really be described as charming and pure, which makes people reluctant to look away.

"Yes. The beginning of the year of the expedition will greatly increase the value of these humble things. Well done. Raphael smiled at him, encouraging him. Let her smile very satisfied.

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The meeting against the entire elven clan was carried out under Raphael's orders, and no one was going to refute it. Raphael, as their god, spoke the word of the oracle. All they can do is to refine and subdivide these simple commands.

Although they had been silent before, it was not the first time that their superiors had learned about the plan against the elves. There are even many weapons, armor, and props in the military that are specially designed to restrain and restrain elves. So they were mentally prepared for Raphael's ultimatum, but they didn't expect it to be so sudden.

Not all the people in the hall that had left the hall had left, and another group of people had walked in. Luther Dew, Parker Dew, Jack Kenway, and a group of others stepped into the conference room. If they have anything in common, it is a restrained atmosphere and good strength.

There is also a special figure among them, an ice field gnome. It was the captain of the ship who had previously turned to Josephine Heslett for help.

Feeling the powerful existence of the top position, and even seeing this new god of the sea with his own eyes, he felt his body tremble. Unlike the excitement of the temple personnel, he had uneasiness and fear.

He had no idea that he would face such a being, and his expectation was that he would be able to send a fleet of ships from the Bartholomew region to rescue their clan. The reason why they brought elf-related objects was that they learned about Raphael's feud with the elves, hoping to increase their weight.

It's just that now it seems that things are not as simple as he imagined.

"Big ...... ......"Well, this icefield dwarf doesn't know how to call Raphael in the first place, whether it should be called an adult or a god."

"Just call me sir." A pale blue light flashed in Raphael's hand, and a calming aura spread throughout the room. It's the breath of the vast sea.

"The adult, the little one, is called Alius Ice Hammer, and he is an emissary sent by the Icefield gnomes." The icefield gnome was finally able to utter a sentence neatly.

"Tell me everything you know." Raphael hadn't seen the parchment scroll, but he needed to make his men more aware of what was happening on the Romes Icefield.

He has now been promoted to a medium-level god, and the binding of the Io continent has appeared on him. If it was in Bartholomew's area, with the offset of the temple, his power would not be suppressed too much.

But if he wants to get involved in areas where there are no temples, he will have to suppress his own power. This represents the existence of risk, and he can assist and intervene with divine power from the sidelines. But it's no longer as free as it was at the beginning.

After revealing everything he knew, the Icefield Gnome was taken away by the Temple Warlords who were waiting outside, leaving only Raphael's team of generals.

"What's your opinion?" Raphael looked at everyone with ease, as if he was having an ordinary meeting.

"We have all circulated the information of the Twelve Star Crest from His Majesty the Holy Bishop Josephine Heslet, and if it is really as the information says, then this 'Nine-Headed King Saldis' will definitely not be an easy guy to deal with. But what makes people even more concerned is the message behind it. "It was Parker Dew who spoke, and his experience outside had really made him grow a lot, and his temperament had changed a lot.

"Tell me about it." Raphael couldn't help but think back to the time when he was in the Ice and Snow Country, and his teaching didn't seem to be in vain.

"The Twelve Star Crest represents the twelve Grand Dukes of the Elves, why did they suddenly disappear en masse? What is the reason for their disappearance?

With their identity, the surviving materials and legends should be very rich. But why is it the opposite? That's all we can get.

Besides, with the information we have at hand, it can be said that even the elves do not necessarily know so much. But why are these Icefield gnomes able to learn secrets that we don't even know about? Is there any secret behind this? Parker Dew sorted out the thoughts in his mind, and said the doubts in his words clearly.

"Parker has a point, have you ever thought of the answer?" Raphael looked at the expressions of the next group and knew that they must have had a discussion before he came. This makes him very satisfied, and it is really smart to be able to prepare in advance to 'deal with' himself rather than digging out his mind here.

"That's a little bit of my idea, take Hydra Saldis, for example. He wanted to pursue eternal life, but he wanted to bring a group of undead lichs to the elven realm without anyone discovering them, and even the elven archduke could not do so easily. Maybe the eternal life he wants to do is already under the watchful eye of those elven gods? Jack Kenway stood up from his position and said these words with some hesitation.