The sparks burned on the floor, and then gradually expanded, burning in the gap between the floor and the wall.
Most of the entire torture room is made of metal and special materials as cages to trap prisoners. Only a whole piece of wood is used in the cracks between the walls, so the flames seemed to be driven by people, and spread spontaneously to the entire house without wind, but Can't really touch the ground unconscious crowd.
Amelia counted the time and felt that the two girls should have escaped from the city according to the note she left, and it was time to wake up everyone.
She lay back on the ground again and changed into a comfortable position.
"Be honest, don't make any noise." Amelia warned the elf in a low voice.
It was quiet in the pocket, and it was only after a while that there was a twisted hum.
Amelia took it for granted.
Her fingers on the side of her face trembled slightly, and a magic power condensed into a small hammer, which hit the unconscious Debra with a bang.
"Well... ?"
Debra got up from the ground in a daze, clutching her aching buttocks, and opened her eyes blankly.
"!"
Everything she saw made her gasp. She panicked for a moment, reached out to push the others, sniffing them: "Wake up? Are you okay?"
The people in the room woke up one after another, looking around in a little panic.
"What's going on? Where did the fire come from?"
"Look, those two witches have escaped!"
"What the hell is going on? Who did it?"
Debra stood up and looked around vigilantly: "I don't know too well, I just remember a sudden dizziness, and then I don't remember anything."
The saints nodded and said, "Me too."
The blazing flames surrounded them, but they couldn't bring them a trace of fear.
What the saints are really afraid of is that heresy of unknown origin. He is so powerful that he can stun so many saints in an instant, and no one sees his face.
Such a mysterious and powerful opponent had never been encountered by them with less seniority. In contrast, the ordinary Fan Huo looked simple and unadorned.
Amelia pretended to just wake up, supported the ground, and struggled to get up.
Rita on the side helped her, and said in a panic: "Why don't we go out first, the person who can quietly stun us must be very powerful, what if we are still here? Let's go out and tell the Bishop and them. "
The other saints were about to nod their heads in agreement, but Debra flatly rejected her proposal
"no!"
Debra's beautiful eyes stared at her fiercely: "If you think about it carefully, the one who rescued those two witches must also be a heretic. Heretics are all cunning and cruel. How could it be possible to simply make us faint? There must be others other means."
She walked back and forth a few steps, thinking with frown: "Maybe, these seemingly ordinary flames are just a disguise. As long as we take off our guard and approach, they will immediately turn into giant beasts and devour us, or this is just an illusion, not real. world."
These words were of course Debra's wild guesses.
She said this only to prevent the saints from going out of the fire after listening to Rita's words.
The two evil witches easily ran away under the noses of hundreds of saints, and even set fire to the church. For such a bad incident, everyone present will be severely punished by the upper echelons .
Maybe even the qualification to preside over the sacred scriptures will be withdrawn, and it will be given to any bishop.
Debra would never allow this to happen.
She must preside over the holy scriptures, she really wants to see the god she has been longing for all this time, if she can get in close contact once, even if she dies, she will have no regrets.
Debra clenched her fingers tightly. Before the arrival of the bishop and the pope, she had to coax all the saints present and reverse the current situation.
So she needs to procrastinate a little longer, until the fire is big enough that some saints will be threatened with their lives, and then she will come forward to save people in time, and it is better to get hurt a little more.
In this way, even if it turns out that Huo Huo is just a common fire, she will not be blamed, but she will only be said to be overly cautious.
Maybe, she will be rewarded for her act of sacrificing her life to save others.
And the chief who shrank aside and did nothing... Debra sneered, glanced vaguely at Amelia with a confused face, turned around and said to everyone:
"Everyone, we are facing a sinister and cunning heresy. We must not let our guard down. This matter is too weird. I suggest that it is safer to wait for someone to come to rescue us. What do you think?"
"Debra has a point."
"Anyway, the bishops are coming soon, so it's okay to wait a little longer."
The saints nodded in agreement with Debra's proposal.
"Okay, let's get together tighter, I'll put an enchantment to protect everyone." Debra gathered everyone around her, so that she could sacrifice her life to save others at any time.
After listening to the whole process, Amelia slowly made a question mark.
She looked sideways, and even Rita, who had always secretly hated Debra, reluctantly agreed, obviously agreeing with Debra's words.
Don't talk about others, even she thought it made sense when she heard it, and almost believed it.
—If she hadn't directed all of this herself.
Amelia whispered: "Actually, it's not necessarily true. If these flames are really unusual, why don't they attack us...."
"ah!!"
Her words were interrupted by a sudden scream.
The originally red flame suddenly flared up for a moment, and turned into a crimson black ink. It rolled in like a devil's tentacles, and touched a certain saint in front of her, causing her to scream out of fear.
It's really not Fanhuo!
Debra was pleasantly surprised for a moment, and then immediately changed her plan.
She immediately said: "It seems that my previous guess is correct. There is indeed a problem with the fire. Everyone, get closer to me. Don't panic. The bishops will definitely be here soon."
The crowd panicked for a moment, huddled into a ball, facing the barking black fire, opened their eyes vigilantly.
Fortunately, those black fires looked powerful, but their attack range was very narrow. As long as they stayed away from the edge of the house, nothing would happen.
Immediately, someone said in a strange voice: "It's still Debra who is amazing. I can see that there is a problem at a glance. If we listened to the chief, we would have died many times."
Amelia: (╯▔dish▔)
Bastard, who did it!
She twitched the corners of her mouth with a half-smile, and secretly reached into her pocket.
The elf who had been quiet all this time raised his eyebrows and raised his head in surprise.
The white and soft fingers brushed across his cheeks as if caressing, and groped Xueyin's hair, and finally found the pair of pointed long ears, gently pinched them with the thumb and index finger, and then lifted them fiercely—
'hiss! ' The elf swallowed the cry of pain.
"What are you doing!" His face was livid, and the tips of his sensitive ears were red and swollen, throbbing with pain.
The sound of crackling flames muffled his voice, and only Amelia, who was very close, heard him.
She frowned and said: "What are you pretending, didn't you do it? There are no other dark creatures around here besides you!"
There is such a strong smell of dark magic in the air, and he is the only dark creature here, is it him or who? Could it be that other dark creatures have mixed in
This is the Light God Sect, not a vegetable market that everyone can enter!
I told him not to make trouble before, but now that things have gotten into this situation, how will it end in a while
The more Amelia thought about it, the angrier she became, she picked up those tender ears and turned them around viciously, gritting her teeth and said, "Be honest, if you make trouble again, I'll see how I deal with you when I go back."
Alfonso wanted to kill the woman.
He stayed in his pocket without moving, and a cauldron that he never expected to fall from the sky suddenly covered his head.
And this stupid woman really believed it!
He is usually quite clever, but why is he as stupid as a pig at this time, since the fate line is attached to a woman in the middle of the crowd, and he has been wronged!
The elf couldn't hold back his breath. He was about to poke his head out to explain to Amelia when his pocket was fastened and closed roughly, and the woman's fierce voice came from outside.
Dare to clean him up
The elf laughed angrily, okay, when he finds the person who dared to frame him, he will crush him and throw him in front of the stupid woman, blinding her dog eyes.
The fire was getting hotter and hotter.
Beads of sweat oozed from everyone's foreheads, dripping down the tip of their noses.
This is not possible, they must be let out, Amelia was about to say something, a flash of fire flashed past her eyes.
Something fell!
Before she had time to think about it, she stretched out her palm suddenly, her five slender fingers spread out like claws, and the invisible magic power gathered in her palm, bouncing off the burning metal falling towards the crowd.
"boom!!"
There was a loud bang.
Everyone was startled, and looked towards the source of the sound, only to find that a large hot metal plate had fallen from their heads, almost hitting them.
Such a large iron plate, even if it cannot kill a person, it can still cause hemiplegia and blood to flow into a river.
And the people who discovered this iron plate before them and saved them... .
The terrified saints looked at the chief who was hiding behind the crowd with complicated expressions.
Amelia didn't have time to ignore the surprised and complicated gazes that everyone looked at her, she raised her head and looked at the roof.
The wood used to fix it there has been burned away, and many metals are crumbling, and they are about to fall.
"I can't wait anymore, let's go!" Amelia's eyes sharpened, and her delicate face showed a bit of eye-catching sass.
Debra said a little angrily: "Amelia, can you stop making trouble at this time! What if someone is hurt, are you responsible?"
"Nonsense, is it possible that you are responsible?"
Amelia didn't argue with her. With a sway of magic power, she blocked the gravel and at the same time pulled out a path in the sea of flames, and shouted: "Let's go!"
Maybe it was because her face was too stern and fierce in the reflection of the firelight, so that people couldn't resist, but the saints didn't say anything, and obediently lined up and walked out of the burning house.
Seeing that everyone listened to Amelia's words, Debra gritted her teeth and followed her out.
Until they breathed the fresh air outside, many people still didn't react, and said in a daze: "What's going on, was that really Amelia just now? Isn't she weak and coquettish and incompetent? Who spread the rumors, It made me believe it."
"But her grades are really bad," someone said weakly.
"Not really, I remember that her magical talent is indeed very strong, which was praised by the Pope himself. In this way, it seems reasonable for her to be the chief...?"
Everyone's eyes were focused on the petite and slender figure in front of her. Her back was facing them, and there was a raging flame in front of her. At this moment, that figure looked extraordinarily tall and calm, eclectic.
Amelia explored the house again, and after confirming that no one was left, she breathed a sigh of relief, and finally relaxed from that tense state.
Originally, according to her calculations, this small flame could not hurt the saints at all, and would be extinguished easily. Unexpectedly, a few young geniuses combined together, and the dark elves disrupted the situation, and actually came up with a set of conspiracy theories. He just dragged the scene to where it is now.
It's all right now, the house burned down, people were almost hurt, I really don't know what's going on in their little heads.
Amelia shook her head, and turned to ask everyone if they were hurt. Just as she turned her head, she met everyone's surprised and admiring eyes, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat.
It's over, did she reveal something
The situation was a little anxious just now, and she forgot for a moment that she had to pretend to be weak!
Facing everyone's eyes, Amelia's cold sweat broke out all of a sudden, her body swayed, she suddenly staggered a few steps, and knelt down on the ground weakly.
Rita was startled, and strode forward to hold her arm, and the others also surrounded her: "What's the matter?"
"I... have run out of magic." Amelia said with a trembling voice.
Looking at it from a close distance, the girl's cheeks with creamy skin were covered with beads of sweat. It didn't look like she was pretending, but she really couldn't hold on.
The saints looked at each other, and there was some truth to it.
Well, this is just like usual Amelia.
Rita held her arm and said with concern, "I'll send you back to rest."
Amelia glanced at her gratefully and nodded tremblingly. A bead of sweat followed her movements from the corner of her eye to her chin, leaving a mark like a tear.
Look, the child is tired and crying.
Thinking that Amelia was so tired because of them, the eyes of the saints became more kind, and they hurriedly helped her up.
In fact, Amelia was sweating from fright.
When she thought of staying here for the rest of her life, she was so frightened that her legs became weak and she couldn't walk.
Just as they helped Amelia walk a few steps away, a group of people suddenly squeezed in at the end of the road. The leader had deep eyebrows and serious expressions, and it was the Pope who had just arrived.
"Your Majesty the Pope." Amelia saluted the Pope along with everyone.
The pope glanced at the torture chamber that was burning and cracked in the thick smoke, and lightly tapped his staff on the ground.
The magic power spewed out, suppressing the unscrupulous flames, and gradually subsided, revealing the burned houses with only their skeletons left.
"Amelia." The Pope called her name calmly.
Amelia shuddered.
It's here, it's here!
The Pope has finally decided to remove her title of chief!
Amelia was excited. Such a bad incident can happen in the chief's presence, the Pope must have seen her five nature.
The pale-faced delicate girl broke free from other people's support, limped and knelt in front of the Pope, buried her head deeply in repentance, her body trembled slightly, as if she was guilty of not protecting others well, He also accidentally let go of two witches.
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the pope seemed about to lose his temper, and the other saints hurriedly knelt behind each other like little quails. While peeking at the movement in front of her, her heart was complicated. She didn't know whether to speak up for Amelia or to add insult to injury.
Amelia had just saved them, and logically, they should speak well of her and beg for mercy.
And judging from this matter, Amelia was a bit courageous at the critical moment, and she was not as weak as they imagined.
But, but! They are not bad either!
They just didn't react right away, if they were asked to do it again, they would definitely perform better!
Who doesn't want to be the chief, they also want to be, if Amelia steps down, the pope will pick another one at random, maybe they will be chosen.
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Debra was secretly happy in her heart, but on her face she looked like she wanted to say good things for Amelia: "Your Majesty, the chief..."
"alright!"
The Pope suddenly interrupted Debra's words, staring at Amelia closely with hooked eyes, and suddenly laughed: "Good job."
Amelia: ? ?
Saints: ? ?
Debra: ? ?
Amelia doubted her ears, raised her head boldly, and said tremblingly, "What?"
The Pope smiled, pulled her up, and patted her thin shoulder: "I saw it just now, you led everyone to escape, good! You have courage and courage. You are worthy of the position of chief."
"It's just that the mana reserves are a little less." The pope pondered for a moment, "Well, come to me when you have time, and I will teach you personally."
As soon as these words came out, everyone present dropped their jaws in shock.
... What's the situation? The Pope is taking disciples
What about Debra? what should she do
Some people quietly cast their eyes on Debra, who looked miserable and crumbling, but more people looked at Amelia with envious and jealous eyes.
She is so lucky!
Not only did she pick up Debra's fault by luck, she became the chief inexplicably, and now she is accepted as a student by the Pope. From then on, her life will jump up and reach a climax.
From this point of view, it is really uncertain who will preside over the scriptures half a year later.
I just feel sorry for Debra. I don't know what it feels like to be caught by the crane suddenly.
Debra was bathed in everyone's sympathetic and mocking gazes, she lowered her head quietly, her sharp fingertips sank deeply into her palm, and a trace of bright red blood slowly dripped onto the ground.
And Amelia over there... ..
Amelia is numb.
She especially wanted to ask His Holiness the Pope what was wrong with Ning, but in the end she was forced to threaten her life and didn't dare to ask. With tears in her eyes, she nodded slowly with empty eyes.
What could she do? The Pope offered to accept her as a student. She couldn't refuse in public, right
So Amelia had no choice but to admit it again with tears, watching helplessly as she was one step closer to face-to-face with the God of Light.
In view of Amelia's efforts, everyone unanimously decided to let her go back to rest first, and the rest will be handled by others.
Amelia didn't refuse either.
She felt grief and indignation, and suddenly realized that she could not escape the matter of presiding over the holy scriptures.
It's better to go back and pack your luggage and prepare to escape.
She was in a trance, and was being supported by someone to walk back step by step, without noticing that something the size of a palm slipped out of her pocket.
This thing's complexion was pitch black, and no one noticed it in the deep night, and it escaped into the darkness without a sound.
As the night fell, Debra dealt with the mess, returned to her palace exhausted physically and mentally, and sighed deeply.
Today's wave of operations not only failed to achieve the goal, but also gave the enemy an assist.
The chief position was originally in her pocket, and the presiding over the sacred ceremony was also a certainty. Debra, who had been living extremely smoothly, couldn't believe that she had lost to a saint who appeared out of nowhere.
By the way, he is still a guy from an orphanage whose father is unknown.
Debra sneered disdainfully, of course she would not just give up like this, and in half a year, she would definitely pull down Amelia and take the chief position by herself.
From then on, I will be superior to others, overlook all living beings, and become the true follower of the God of Light!
Debra cheered herself up, and pushed open the door of the study to study for a while, when a tentacle that came from nowhere suddenly wrapped around her neck.
"Giggle..."
The great force on the neck made Debra turn pale, and there was a weird gurgling sound in her throat.
A pair of beautiful eyes widened, looking at the elf in front of him in horror.
how come...
Why are there dark elves here?
A male elf with skin as dark as chocolate stood in front of the wide-open French windows. The snow-white screens brushed against his indifferent eyes, but they were not as dazzling as his long silver-gray hair.
He glanced over, his eyes seemed to contain a sea of blood, and looked down at her condescendingly: "Hand it over."
Debra was horrified and confused.
The elf looked impatient, and the strength of the tentacles tightened a bit, "Hand it over, that bastard who dared to frame me."