Archbishop Nicholas originally wanted to take this army of more than 10,000 people to Phoenix to plunder in order to replenish supplies, but before arriving in Phoenix, the soldiers began to fall ill. WwW、qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo、cOm
Archbishop Nicholas didn't pay much attention to it. It was normal for soldiers to fall ill after a defeat. But more and more soldiers are getting sick, and even the magicians are unable to treat them.
Archbishop Nicholas immediately became vigilant. He sent out intermediate magicians to forcibly treat the sick soldiers. Most of the soldiers recovered, but some did not improve. What shocked Nicholas was that one soldier was killed by magic. .
Being killed by divine magic only means one thing. The soldier's life force has been completely consumed and there is no room for squandering it. Archbishop Nicholas was not an idiot. This shock made him shiver.
The Pope actually used such methods! No wonder all the soldiers risked their lives and went into battle as if they were crazy, even more terrifying than fanatical believers. When my own magician treats these soldiers, he is usually very relaxed and does not even consume much divine power. I originally thought it was because these people were pious enough. Dinisio, are you doing this to ruin my future
Archbishop Nicholas had all kinds of calculations in his mind, but he didn't even consider that the soldiers under his command would not live long. The Pope has already released the vitality of these people in advance, and whether he wins or loses, there is only one outcome. (WW.)
"Nicholas, have you finally figured it out?" A voice sounded behind Nicholas. Nicholas turned around suddenly and saw a young man wearing a white robe sitting in his big tent.
"Faka one one one one one one one"
"Nicholas, do you want to die or live?" Faka asked with a smile.
"I 1 1 1 1 1 1 want to live!!"
"You are smart, Nicholas, do you know why Dinisio plotted against you?"
Nicholas shook his head. Although he was not a close associate of the Pope, he was still considered one of the forces supporting the Pope within the Holy See. He couldn't understand why Dinisio did this. He could understand sacrificing those soldiers to improve combat effectiveness, but how could the scapegoat be him
"You have level nine strength, right?" Faka's smile was very humble, but Nicholas could see the pride in it. A ninth-level magician is not considered a strong person in Faka's eyes.
"You can't hide it from me, and you can't hide Dinisio. When you plot against Emperor Chanak, the Holy See suffered heavy losses. You also know how seriously injured Dinisio was. Nicholas, you don't know. He is How did you recover quickly?" Faka's words made Nicholas feel a thunder in his heart.
Faka continued to hit him with words and said: "Yes, of the many people who died at that time, half were killed by Dinisio. Later, within a year, many people in the Holy See were assassinated by the magicians of Alchemy City. In fact, there are many people who were touched by Dinisio. He absorbed the vitality and divine power of these people and recovered so quickly. Nicholas, if you go back and get convicted, guess what Dinisio will do. Are you a ninth-level magician?"
Archbishop Nicholas did not hesitate anymore and knelt down in front of Faka with a plop.
"Lord Faka, save me!" "Then...how can you thank me?" Faka looked at Nicholas with a smile. This powerful bishop in the Holy See has now completely fallen into his own hands.
"As you command!" Archbishop Nicholas was extremely frightened and had his life force sucked away by the Pope, including his soul. And with the power of the Pope, he will never waste his soul. When the time comes, it will not be surprising that he will be refined into anything. "Shao Hao. Five thousand jailers are more than a hundred miles south of you. I have trapped them in a magic circle. They cannot leave for the time being. Take your people with you and kill them all." Nicholas trembled. But he didn't refuse.
Faka continued: "Kill those five thousand people, don't keep the more than ten thousand of you, and the twelve cardinals. Then, you go and seek refuge with the master of Metatrin City, Salin." .”
"Sir!" Nicholas shouted, then lowered his voice and said with trembling eyes: "Then I'\} i) (:, . . . r . . . "
"Fallen, right? Fallen magicians are also very powerful beings. In the future, you can steal the power of believers and no longer have to worry about the feelings of gods, right
"Lord Faka, please kill me." Nicholas was heartbroken.
"Why are you so anxious? You know about Genares' death, right?"
"I know." Nicholas replied weakly.
"The chapter of his salvation is in my hands. If you do things well, I will naturally have a way to bring you back to the embrace of God." Faka's smile was extremely bright, but Nicholas felt a chill in his heart.
"If you don't want to..."
"I do!" Nicholas kowtowed heavily.
"Take it, there are a hundred thousand broken souls in it, which is enough for you to absorb the power of faith. Remember to collect the souls of the killed jailers and these believers." Faka took out a black bead and threw it at Nicholas before. "Yes, sir." Just tell Salin that I asked you to seek refuge with him, and he will not refuse. If I have something to do in the future, I will ask Picasso to contact you. "
"Yes." When Nicholas raised his head again, Faka had disappeared. Nicholas smiled bitterly. He had lived in vain for more than seventy years, but he was still so naive. I originally thought that since the Golden Sword Master was killed by the enemy in one blow and the five thousand jailers escaped without a fight, I would still have an excuse to escape. Who would have known that his life had already been planned by Dinisio.
Salin originally planned to practice for three months, but he had to come out of the warehouse on the sixth day because someone came looking for him.
Salin came to the second floor of the temple and saw Nicholas, the old man in red robe, standing there looking a little desolate surrounded by a group of people. What surprised Salin was that a black divine inscription appeared on the forehead of the red-robed old man.
Pisi and others looked at Nicholas nervously. This old man was a level nine strong man. If he suddenly attacked Salin, the consequences could be imagined. Zola had even pulled out his sword and stood behind Nicholas, ready to take action at any time. (WW.)
Nicholas was stunned when he saw Salin appear. Salin was younger than he thought, probably less than twenty years old. Why is the Pope so eager to deal with such a person? "You are the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force, why do you come to see me?" Salin asked straight to the point.
Nicholas looked at the people surrounding him. Even if he was a level nine expert, he would not end well under the siege of these people. But he didn't know whether Faka's words should be heard or not. Faka didn't mention it, so he naturally had to be more careful. After thinking about it, Nicholas was still cruel, took out the black bead and handed it over. "It is the Pearl of the Soul. I have fallen. It is the source of my power. If you crush this pearl, I will immediately become an ordinary person."
Saleen observed the black bead with the eyes of the elements. Nicholas continued: "In this bead, there are soul fragments of all the expeditionary forces. A total of 125,000 people. The escaped jailer was also killed by me. There are twelve cardinals under my command. Lord Salin, may I have a word with you alone?"
These are all people I trust, you tell me. "Salin saw that there were countless soul fragments in the black beads, as well as some relatively complete souls, and they were all crying out in pain.
"I came to seek refuge with you, sir." Nicholas pointed to his forehead and said, "I have fallen. Although the continent of Mels is vast, you are the only place where I can live."
"I don't need Dong." Salin flatly refused, but he was playing with the Soul Pearl in his hand.
Only then did Nicholas know why Faka reminded him of the last sentence.
"Faka asked me to come. Salin's expression suddenly froze. Faka asked him to come, so can I refuse
"Okay, you guys go down, what's your name?"
"Nicholas." Nicholas did not say his last name.
"Well, Nicholas, since he asked you to come, I refuse. However, you have to sign a contract with me. You see, I am only a sixth-level magician, and your strength is much higher than mine. I don’t feel at ease around me.”
"It doesn't matter. Please write the scroll, sir. I'm willing to sign the contract." Nicholas seemed to be indifferent. Having killed twelve cardinals, he could never look back. All hopes are pinned on Faka's Chapter of Redemption. If Faka goes back on his word, he will still have to rely on this young mage.
This city is far stronger than I imagined. If it continues to develop, it will not be a problem to fight against millions of troops. "If magicians are like you, how can there be a holy war?" Saleen teased and began to write the scroll. Most of the people in the room had left, including Sika, Nelise, and Tris.
Salin was already familiar with writing contract scrolls, but this time, his scroll was made of the skin of a thunder dragon, of course the eighth-level thunder dragon. Even so, the scroll contract is enough to restrain a strong person below level ten.
Without even looking, Nicholas happily wrote his name in blood on the scroll. A dense layer of current suddenly appeared on the scroll. The blue current was intertwined and flickered for a full minute before turning the scroll into ashes.
This is a contract in which Saleen has added lightning abilities. If Nicholas wants to harm himself in the future, he will first be bound by the power in the contract. Saleen did not believe that Nicholas's soul could withstand the thunder dragon's lightning.
This is double insurance. When Nicholas takes action, he will immediately lose his ancient power. This is much easier than crushing a Soul Pearl. "Give it back to you, Nicholas, let's talk." Seeing that the contract was in effect, Salin no longer feared the ninth-level fallen magician and handed the Soul Pearl back to Nicholas.
"Lord Salin, what do you want to know?" Nicholas signed the contract and felt a lot more at ease. At least Salin won't doubt his power now, and he won't have to die for the time being. F! ~!
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