Merlin has seen many fanatics in his many years as the Bishop of Holy Light, but this is the first time he has seen one as crazy as this.
Listening to the recording of each sentence, the emotions contained in it are sincere and passionate, which makes people feel submerged. If it were not for the strong brainwashing of faith, it would not be possible to achieve such an outrageous level.
It seems that the border girl group is indeed not to be underestimated.
Merlin fell into deep thought.
An Su had already caught the three undercover agents as agreed and placed them in front of him.
If three mice are found in a room, then there are definitely more than three mice in the room; it is likely that the mice have infiltrated everywhere.
The situation may develop in a more serious direction.
Merlin, as the head of glory, can no longer pretend not to see it.
But he didn't want to go to work to deal with this matter. He finally had a vacation, and he didn't want to waste his wonderful vacation time on a boring game of finding mice.
We have to find some unlucky guy to push the blame onto.
As the most pious saint, Ansu would of course share the worries of his great leader. He immediately patted his chest and said solemnly, "Your Majesty Merlin, why don't you let me handle this matter?"
Merlin looked at Ansu's look of "I'm willing to sacrifice my life for the cause of the Holy See" and felt that he had a point. Whoever discovered the problem should solve it. Since Ansu discovered it, he should be the one to take care of it.
But Merlin knows Ansu's background well, and he will never do anything to this kid unless there is some benefit for him.
"Tell me what you think." Merlin said.
"I think given the current situation, we shouldn't alert the enemy." Ansu said seriously, "There is no doubt that the secret believers are planning a huge conspiracy. We should first go along with them and then catch them all in one fell swoop."
The holy light in Merlin's eyes kept flickering, and he felt that what Ansu said made sense.
"After our initial interrogation of these three, the Esoteric followers will take action in the promotion test in fourteen days." An Su pointed at the three Esoteric masters lying on the ground.
Ansu looked worried, "They have been lurking in Falol for many days, intending to assassinate prospective deacons from all over the country during the exam, in order to wipe out the future of the Holy See."
"Go ahead and speak your mind." Merlin nodded. It was a reasonable guess.
"In order to prevent this from happening," An Su said with a serious expression, as if he was thinking for his leader, "we should stop the exam from happening, but if we do that, we will alert the big shots in the cult."
So far so good. Merlin nodded again.
"In my opinion, we should just take advantage of their own accord."
An Su's eyes were filled with a sincere and clear light. "Instead of letting them assassinate the quasi-saints, why don't we eliminate them ourselves in advance, leaving only the elite among the elite to face those evil and despicable secret believers!"
"For example, leaving behind five elite soldiers or something like that." An Su suggested sincerely.
Well, that's quite normal. Wait, what did you just say
Merlin raised his brows.
Using official business to do personal work, right
You are the evil and despicable secret believer.
"In order to save the imperial capital from the crisis of survival, I, Arthur, Lister have made up my mind."
Ansu once again had a fearless expression on his face, "We swear to dedicate ourselves to the great cause of protecting the Holy See."
"We will infiltrate the three major religious orders and personally launch an assassination plan against the quasi-deacons. Of course, we will not actually kill them. We will just let them pretend to be dead for ten days and then stay in the hospital for another month."
"With the cooperation of the Vatican and its people, we can protect our saints without alerting them. Finally, we can catch the masterminds behind the scenes with the help of the great Merlin!"
When An Su said this, the bright sunshine was shining on his long gray hair. The breeze blew, and the light gray hair swayed with golden light. Coupled with his firm eyes without a trace of impurities, in terms of appearance alone, he really looked like a Holy Light Priest.
It seemed as if he really cared about the Vatican.
The holy light flickered in Merlin's eyes. If he was not afraid of losing the dignity of the bishop, he really wanted to say that there were only the two of them here and none of us were devout priests of the holy light, so there was no need to be so reserved.
But when Merlin thought about Ansu's plan, he couldn't find any major faults.
After all, Merlin is also quite anthropomorphic.
If the secret followers really intend to assassinate the saints during the exam,
Then the exam must be cancelled.
Anyway, there will be no results in the end, so it is acceptable to let the prospective deacons die for more than half a month and then have no results.
At worst, I can just prepare for another exam in the second half of the year.
Anyway, it wasn't Merlin who died.
Moreover, the Vatican does not reimburse the candidates' round-trip travel expenses.
You can even earn exam registration fees twice a year.
It's just perfect.
If this could help lure out the big figures of the three esoteric sects, he would then take action to capture them all in one fell swoop and kill a few esoteric demigods in reality.
Wouldn’t that be a great achievement
The holy light in Merlin's eyes became brighter and brighter. The sunlight shining on his glorious head made him look epic and majestic. In terms of appearance alone, he looked like a Bishop of Holy Light.
With such great achievements,
Then I won't have to work as a janitor for the next year, and no one will dare to object.
As for those saints who died in the first half of the month, these were necessary sacrifices.
And all the troublesome and hard work was done by Ansu and the other two.
Merlin's thoughts became clearer.
I can take a holiday and don't have to work too hard, so it's a win-win situation.
Merlin and Ansu looked at each other, their cataracts and glaucoma instantly disappeared, and they could see from each other's eyes that they were in sync. Merlin coughed and said, "If it is for the great cause of the Holy Light, it is feasible to make a slight adjustment."
"Of course." Ansu nodded devoutly, "We are all for the great Holy Light."
"What you said is just your speculation so far."
Merlin coughed and decided to play it safe.
"We still don't know the number of secret followers, their hidden locations, their personnel deployment, their organizational structure, their parents' social relationships, their home addresses, and their family income."
"If you want me to support your assassination plan, you must first present this information to me, and then wait seven working days for me to discuss it with myself before giving you a reply."
His Majesty the God of Law still did not give up his short vacation, but this time he did not discuss it with the bishops.
Because no bishop would be born to consent.
"This is a matter of great importance."
Merlin glanced at Ansu and knew what was going on in the young boy's head. He said coldly, "Call your two companions up here. I'll see if they are reliable and serious."
I don't want Merlin who is too reliable and serious.
Lest Merlin report it.
"Don't worry." An Su nodded seriously, with all the true feelings from the heart, and replied, "They are all unreliable and dishonest scumbags."
Merlin unlocked the door of the Gate of Heaven, and Arthur and Lister, who had been waiting on the ninth floor, could finally go to the tenth floor.
They took a deep breath and climbed up the seemingly endless stairs with determined expressions, and arrived at the epic gate of heaven. They had both heard about the plan from Ansu in advance, and only the most reliable and serious people could be competent for this task.
Ansu recommended them to Merlin.
You must perform well to win the trust of His Majesty the God of Law.
When Ansu looked at them with trust, they were quite touched. Arthur entered first, he was sunny, wearing a priest's robe, dragging a staff made of alloy, drawing crackling fire along the way, full of martial virtue, Liszt followed closely behind, wearing a luxurious and elegant tuxedo, lining with his newly developed hemostatic towel, fully prepared.
Merlin looked at the two of them, holy light flashing in his eyes, having seen through their true nature, and said sincerely and gratified, "Looking at you two, what Ansu said is really good."
Being recognized by the God of Law himself, Arthur and Lister showed proud expressions on their faces.
They didn't embarrass Anzu.
I am indeed a great man.
"We are all here."
There was a gleam in Anzu's eyes.
"Now can you show us your perfect Transfiguration, Lord Merlin?"
Last time he plagiarized "Light of Judgment" from Merlin, and now he's addicted to plagiarism and wants to plagiarize some more.
Merlin knew that this guy was up to something bad again.
It doesn't matter. Merlin never minds being copied. He is prepared to be copied if he copies others. This is the truth that Merlin has always adhered to.
"In our academic sense, 'transfiguration' means distorting one's own face in a physical sense, so as to impersonate someone else and make the fake look real."
Merlin said. He only looked like a Holy Light Bishop when he was explaining magic. "But the appearance of the soul will not change. Physical disguise has its limits after all. But when encountering a warlock who can observe the soul, Transfiguration will fail."
Merlin had written about similar sex-change techniques before, but unfortunately no one appreciated them.
He was also scolded by the stingy old man of the Alchemy Church.
He said that he plagiarized everything and only changed one word from beginning to end.
That's too much.
At worst, he can just change a few more words next time.
"The Chaos Church has proposed a different approach."
Merlin continued,
"They directly invade the body of the person being replaced, and their souls temporarily merge with the host's soul. This makes it difficult to be discovered. They are quite evil and dangerous. They are generally used to infiltrate various important institutions, obtain important intelligence, steal treasures, and the like."
An Su showed an expression of realization. He had seen the Saint of Chaos use this trick before.
At that time, she also took over Alice's body and sneaked into the important painful cadre school, attended classes for a month, obtained a lot of important holy light knowledge, and stole twenty or thirty sets of "Hengshui Holy Light Secret Scrolls".
The esoteric cultists are indeed evil and dangerous.
An Su thought to himself.
Fortunately, I know how to hypnotize female students, otherwise I would be doomed.
Merlin didn't know what Ansu was thinking, so he continued.
"And I copied and referred to the magic of the Chaos Church and created a set of spells."
"That's my Transfiguration."
"So the higher level of transformation magic does not change one's own appearance, but distorts others. It focuses on the distortion of cognition. It is not 'impersonation', but directly 'replacing' the original owner's identity."
"What I have to do now is to extract their souls."
Merlin said this as he walked up to the three unconscious prisoners, his eyes sweeping over the Serpent of Pain, the Son of Sacrifice, and the Stairs of Chaos.
He raised his finger, his lips moved slightly, and the light in his eyes kept changing.
The gate of heaven trembled slowly, and the slender index finger of the God of Law touched the foreheads of the three people successively. The index finger and middle finger were pinched together, as if drawing out an ethereal line from the center of their eyebrows.
Anyone who was touched by Merlin convulsed all over, foamed at the mouth, had an expression of extreme pain on his face, and was in a state of daze. He died instantly and was not even qualified to enter the river of life.
[Absolutely no plagiarism in Transfiguration]
[Epic Concept Magic]
[Magic Points Consumption: Unknown]
[Effect: Extract the soul and make it into a fixed form (the stronger the soul, the harder it is to extract and make). The warlock holding the soul will change the perception of others observing it, and regard it as the original owner of the soul.]
[Note: His Majesty Merlin is a devout Holy Light Bishop. He solemnly declares that this magic is not plagiarized.]
Ansu knew that Merlin was born early, but he didn't expect him to be born to this extent.
It even reached the esoteric black magic.
What souls expel.
Involving the soul
This is totally against the taboo.
He thought this guy only harmed those who came from the Holy Light.
And the name sounds outrageous. If it is marked as not plagiarized, does that mean it is not plagiarized
Merlin held three souls in his hand, "Who wants to be the 'Snake of Pain'?"
"Me!" Arthur raised his hands.
"Carry this, and don't let go." Merlin handed the twisted soul of the Serpent of Pain to Arthur. "With this, others will automatically regard you as a member of the cult."
Arthur took the thread from Merlin, and the moment he got it, Ansu and Lister looked at Arthur with strange expressions.
Even though they knew what was going on in their hearts,
Although Arthur's appearance had not changed at all,
But Ansu and Lister still regarded it as the snake of pain. Lister couldn't help but pick up a brick and wanted to give it another shot.
Arthur blinked his eyes, took out the small mirror he always carried with him, and looked at his reflection in the mirror. There was no change at all.
If they are like this even though they know the truth, one can imagine what others will feel.
“You haven’t deformed yet.”
Anzu looked away from Arthur and couldn't help but complain, "It can't be called Transfiguration, right?"
Soul expulsion is no longer something that can be achieved by Transfiguration!
"Who said it hasn't changed?"
Merlin was furious, and no one could question his magical skills.
The dignity of the God of Law does not allow any blasphemy.
Merlin immediately picked up the soul of Shengxian's son and squeezed it in his hands, like kneading plasticine, and molded the soul into a rectangle.
“Look, it’s now a rectangle.”
Merlin squeezed it again, rubbing it back and forth with his hands, and soon it became an oval shape. "Now it's an oval again."
The son of Shengxian was only at the third level, so he let Merlin do whatever he wanted. He proudly boasted to Ansu, "I can even mold him into the shape of a poop."
Is this what deformation refers to
Ansu looked at His Majesty Merlin's innocent expression as he was playing with souls with pride, and he really felt that this guy had joined the wrong religion.
If this guy wanted to join the secret sect, he would have become the Pope long ago!
It seems that Ansu still has a lot to learn in the way of magic. He stared at Merlin's special transfiguration technique, wondering when he could copy it himself.
More, more!
(End of this chapter)