The upper floor of the Privy Sanctuary was brightly lit, and dozens of glowing magic stones illuminated the circular library at the top of the tower as if it were daylight, and it was hard to imagine that you were underground. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Replaced by the Cathedral of Hermes on the ground, this is the equivalent of the Tower of Babel, and it is also the favorite place for Gerlo. Through the window, she could easily overlook the full view of the Privy Quarter. Looking at the figures who were busy around the stone pillar of divine punishment like ants, a feeling of control over all beings appeared in her heart—as if she was the god who lived in the glorious kingdom of God, and the people under her feet who were slowly moving forward in the darkness were believers in the kingdom of God.

In her spare time, she would take out a book from the bookshelf that recorded the history and secrets of the federation, sit by the window and read it slowly, and of course, put a cup of black tea with a little winter flowers at hand.

Becoming the Pope, Jieluo relaxed on the contrary, and she was not nervous about the battle of divine will that was getting closer and closer, but had a little more expectations. More than 200 years of life had made her feel bored, and the invincible devil in the record seemed to be a enough adversary to thrill her. I wonder if these hideous-looking enemies will be able to act as fearless and terrifying as they appear when they are pulled into the soul battlefield?

It's just that there are still years left before this final battle, and she needs to set a new goal to pass the rest of the time.

There are very few people who can enter Jero's sight, and Roland Wimbledon happens to be a ...... And the only mortal who can arouse her interest these days.

is not favored by anyone, but stands out from the battle for the king, and fights against the two chess pieces who have the general trend of succession with a square inch and does not fall behind, I have to say that it is commendable. And she also found some interesting clues in Garcia's memories.

It was the Queen of the Blue Water who had used the maid placed by the Four Princes' side to make him take a deadly alchemy poison, but it turned out to be useless, and the enraged Queen then executed the hapless alchemist - but Jie Luo had the Privy Council copy a poison according to the recipe in memory, and found that the finished product was indeed as the alchemist claimed: colorless and odorless, melted when it entered the water, and if taken it would be fatal, there was no cure.

So was it the maid who deceived Garcia, or was Roland Wimbledon no longer the fourth prince of the past? The question is...... If he is no longer the Fourth Prince, then who is he? Why is there no one around him who has raised any questions about this? The more he pays attention to this aspect, the more interesting it becomes, his style gradually changes, he wins the unanimous love of the people, and he single-handedly changes the distribution of power in the West, whether it is the Church Emissary Group or the Berserk Army, it is gone...... It would be a pity if such a person was only a lord of a small land.

Therefore, Roland Wimbledon had to be part of the Church, or rather, to be a part of himself. Jero couldn't help but lick her lips, which was why she was determined to reverse the direction of her attack - if it was what she thought, then the benefits of capturing Grey Keep first might far outweigh her expectations.

Of course, as a lord with great power, he must be in the rear when fighting, and how to force him out is also a problem that needs to be considered.

Just as Jeroy pondered how to bypass the frontal battlefield and confront Roland, the door to the library was pushed open and Isabella walked in.

"The meeting is over?"

"yes," she rubbed her neck, "you're good, sit here every day reading and drinking tea, and I'll have to accompany those old guys...... No, it's an old guy and two little maniacs. ”

"That's not, it's about the running of the lower levels of the church," Gerlo shrugged, "and while witches are the essence of the church, without them, we wouldn't be able to easily pool so many resources to achieve our ultimate goals." ”

"Whatever," Isabella yawned, "anyway, if they want to transfer the preparations for the attack on Dawn to the Grey Keep, at least wait until the second month of summer, that's still an optimistic estimate." ”

This time is neither too long nor too short, and Jie Luo thought to herself, waiting is both a torment and a nectar to increase the harvest of happiness. "What about pill manufacturing?"

"There's already three or four hundred thousand in the warehouse, right?" replied Isabella, "and then again, you're really going to pull all the civilians into a fight against the devil? And ......"

"And what?"

"And it won't necessarily win. She shook her head, "There are too many people, it is easy to mess up everywhere, after feeding the first pill, their value will have to be calculated by the day, what if the devil happens not to come to attack us? ”

"You don't understand what I mean," Jero got up and walked to a large table in the hall, uncovering the cover to reveal a map of the entire Savage Lands, "I never intended for the Berserkers to defend Hermes, and the final decisive battle should be somewhere on the Fertile Plains...... Nine times out of ten, I guess it will be at the ruins of the holy city of Taqira - because this is the closest to us. She pointed to a point on the map.

"Do you want to...... Take the initiative?" Isabella froze.

"The most we lack is time," said Jero calmly, "I did not expect to be able to defeat the devil in one fell swoop, the holy book says that when the red moon falls and the gates of hell are opened, the devil can build a black spire." In fact, that's not building...... It's about growing. ”

"You want to say that the stones are actually alive?" Isabella asked in disbelief.

This part can only be seen in the personal notes of the three seats of the federation...... The Devil's expansion must be based on the Black Bright Spire, which can produce red mist, and the current location of the spire is all rich in Divine Stone Veins, and the area of influence will continue to grow. At the beginning of the Second War of the Divine Will, a transcendent witch once led a group of strange soldiers from the ground to approach the Red Mist Zone, only to see an astonishing scene - an extremely large monster surging under the spire, with a body thicker than the tower's body. "That massive monster is corrupting the Divine Stone, turning it into a black crystal that can emit red mist. Thinking that the devil has a Chaos Beast that specializes in transforming divine stones into magic stones, it is not difficult to understand that they have such an ability. ”

"......" Isabella opened her mouth before slowly spitting out a sentence, "It's disgusting." ”

"Unfortunately, once the minaret is formed, it is difficult for a small raid to be effective, so our only chance is to attack it head-on. I don't know how long it took for the Corrupt Stone to emerge from the ground, but it's unlikely that it came out overnight. During this period, the devil cannot obtain the red mist replenishment, and can only be transported from the rear, and the power that can be maintained is very limited, and what I have to do is to tear a bloody path with the berserk army that is large enough to overwhelm the devil, and then the divine punishment army will kill the underground behemoth. "If we're lucky, we'll have another four hundred years." (To be continued.) )