Blasphemy: The night before going to bed
The Temple of Odi, located at the foot of the snow-capped mountains in Alaska, is one of the nineteen major temples on the continent dedicated to the supreme **** of creation. The entire temple is built of ivory white marble. In front of the temple are 24 marble pillars with two people hugging each other. The pillars are fully carved with praises to the God of Creation and the gods who follow him. An angel statue stands on the top of the temple, and the wings behind it exude a soft milky white magic light, covering the entire temple.
Cardinal Brun slowly closed the "Holy Prayer" in front of him and ended the evening prayer. The saints in white clothes in the choir quietly retreated, but the high and solemn hymns seemed to still be echoing in the air. Staring at the flames on the altar, Bren felt irritated and palpitated for no reason.
The fifty-five-year-old Brun is not young among the twenty-three cardinals of the Holy Church, and his attainments in light magic are also average. However, he is particularly favored by the Pope, and he is appointed to manage Odi. Temple. As the most influential religion on this continent, the Holy Church has tens of millions of believers. The authority of the Pope is recognized by major empires and can even canonize kings of some small countries. The construction of the Oedi Temple took sixteen years. On the day it was completed, thousands of horns sounded in the sky, flower petals fell like rain, white holy light fell from the sky, and an angel with wings on his back loomed in the holy light. The temple was blessed with the magic "Angel Blessing". Since then, the Temple of Odi has always been shrouded in the holy light. It has also become the only temple among the nineteen temples, other than the Great Temple of Light where the Pope is located, where the gods performed miracles when it was built.
Bren is pondering his uneasiness. Fifteen miles away from the temple is the second largest commercial port on the mainland, Port Pus. Each year Pusport contributes five percent of its taxes to the Holy Church, and Brun has at its disposal one-third of this huge wealth. "The day of offering sacrifices is coming soon again. There should be two million gold coins offered this year. I'm sorry that fat pig Lord Phil doesn't care about deceiving the Lord's wealth."
This night, Bren had no intention of sleeping. "Is it the curse of the necromancer?" Six months ago, Cardinal Bren led 300 temple knights and 20 high priests deep into the Alaskan Mountains and eliminated a necromancer and his undead army hidden there. The mage is still insignificant, and the number of undead creatures, including skeletons, does not exceed 3,000. This eradication might as well be called tourism. Brun personally cast the level 6 divine spell "Holy Purification" and watched the necromancer burn in the holy light and disappear. The mage's curse before his death was not taken to Bren's heart, and it was dispelled by the priest around him before it had any effect.
When Moon Modis had passed through the sky, Brun finally identified the troubles in his heart. Yes, it is the saint Weena who came to the temple today. That sculpture-like face, tall little nose, and knife-carved lips exuded a divine aura everywhere. "That's an angel," Bren said to himself. Saint Vena grew up beside the Pope, and no one knew where she came from. This is the first time she has stepped out of the Great Temple of Light in seventeen years. As she moved her hands and feet, the faint curves under her white clothes seemed to be in front of Bren's eyes again. Bren's mouth felt dry, but there was no water around him. He cursed quietly, stood up, and walked out of the temple.
Under Wella's ice-like neck, the sacred white robe could not hide the faint fluctuations that could be seen in the smallest movements. In Bren's eyes, the fluctuations seemed to be expanding and burning his nerves. For the first time, Bren even wished he was a thief, that would be fine... Bren smiled bitterly, no matter what kind of thief could do nothing to a level 16 light mage, he had been in the church for more than 40 years and was only a level 13 light mage. , God is still partial.
He looked up at the moon, only to find that there was a hint of blood red in the moonlight tonight. Bren was a little surprised. Before he could recover, his eyes dimmed and the ever-present holy light in the temple suddenly disappeared. Darkness is definitely one of the things Bren hates the most. He suppressed his panic, sang in a low voice, and drew complicated symbols with his fingers, preparing for the level 3 magic "Holy Light". In addition to warding off evil, this spell can also serve as a temporary lighting spell. Silently, a black hand with countless symbols etched on it, or to be precise, a hand bone, touched Bren's throat from behind. With a gentle stroke of his index finger, Brun's Holy Light spell no longer had a chance to be used.
A warrior in full armor stood over Bren's body. The whole body is covered in dark black armor, and the long sword in both hands is burning with black flames. Only the bones of the hand holding the sword can be seen to be a skeleton. With a silent shout coming from the armor, countless skeleton warriors walked out of the darkness and swarmed towards the temple. Occasionally, an undead knight riding a flaming bone horse rushed out of the darkness and disappeared into the temple knights' military camps on both sides of the church.
"What is this!! Guards! Get up!!" With a commotion, the temple knights woke up. There are 400 knights in the Temple of Odi. The well-trained knights quickly put on simple armor and separated some of them to block the seemingly endless skeleton soldiers at the entrance of the camp. The others quickly began to arm themselves. Occasionally, a priest has begun to cast spells.
Under the dim holy light in the temple hall, no fluctuations could be seen on the face of the Wella ice sculpture, staring coldly at the necromancer in front of him. The Necromancer is wearing a black robe, which is nothing surprising, even though the densely packed symbols and magic circles with a faint magical light on it show that this is no ordinary robe. What was strange was the neatness and newness of the robe. Pale flames burned in the necromancer's eye sockets.
"My name is Rodriguez." A voice sounded directly in Weiner's heart. There were thin beads of sweat on the face of the Weina ice sculpture. As far as she knew, with her level 16 light mage power~IndoMTL.com~ she was already close to a demigod. The necromancer can break through his own spirit and directly transmit sounds in his heart. Doesn't it mean that his mental power is so strong that he can almost control himself? And even thinking about this name, the most powerful necromancer Rodriguez, would be tainted by his evil. "Yes, and not only that." Rodriguez's voice sounded in Wella's heart again. The Necromancer's eyes were filled with flames, and a cold spiritual wave rushed into Wella's mind and exploded. Wella groaned, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
"Let's see the true identity of the Saint." Spiritual shocks exploded directly in Wella's mind one after another. Wella staggered and struggled, surprised by Rodriguez's unparalleled power. strength. "Why would such a powerful evil escape from the eyes of our Father in Heaven??" With the coming of another spiritual shock, a surging power burst out from the depths of Weina's soul. Hymns praising God rang out again in the temple, and rays of holy light rushed out of Wella's body, dispelling Rodriguez's mental shock. A pair of pure white wings with a hint of golden light slowly unfolded from the back of Wella. Under the divine power, Wella slowly floated into the air, and her eyes had completely turned silver-white.
"In the name of light and kindness, I will destroy the evil in front of me." Wella's voice at this moment was still pleasant, but without any human emotion. As she chanted, hundreds of holy light **** quickly gathered around her. "Haha" Rodriguez laughed lowly, "I thought you would be an ordinary angel, but I didn't expect you to be a middle-ranked angel of light. It seems that the Supreme God did not bless you."