Dust of History Chapter 68:

The letter was placed at the entrance of the tunnel, and it was written by Lancelot.

I haven't seen you for a while, but I'm amazed at how fast you have entered the country. The little apprentice Talis was taken care of by Your Excellency along the way, and she was very helpful to her, and I am very grateful. But some of her actions have long been unacceptable as a knight, so she brings her back to Celeste for punishment. The things taken from your body are also in Celeste, and they are well kept. Please come and pick them up if you need them.

The letter was not written on letter paper. It was impossible for the Knights of the Temple to carry these things with them. It was a shroud that was randomly found from Shante's hut, and it was written with unknown juice. But the words are concise, the handwriting is vigorous and flying, and the bearing is extraordinary.

"Do you mean waiting for me at any time? Boring chivalry. If he knows that I have something that Morrill is going to give them, I wonder if he will welcome me like this?" Asa smiled and left this He wrote a letter and cast a spell over the pile of burning corpses. Blue waves flowed in his hands, and the corpses that were burning started to move.

These corpses are undoubtedly left by Shante for automatic guarding. They are the corpses of senior soldiers who died in the battles between Nigan and Celeste all the year round. Not inferior. It's a pity that what they encountered were temple knights protruding from the tunnel. The white magic that was completely useless in the dragon cave vented vividly on these undead.

The flames on the corpses were automatically extinguished one after another, the charred parts fell off automatically, and the bodies fused with each other. Although the passing white is magically destroyed. But these corpses are all made by Shante after all, and they are still an excellent carrier of necromancer magic.

With the incantation, a huge monster formed from these corpses took shape. With Asa's ability to control demons, it is not far from impossible to create a form that can fly. This is a horse-shaped corpse monster as big as a rhinoceros.

High in the sky, a crow is circling in the sky. Watching the movement below, he kept watching the huge corpse monster carrying Asa and the two Necromancer knights away quickly on the desolate ground of Nigan with a strong smell of corpses and scorching.

"What did you write to him?" Naturally, the words on the cloth could not be seen from the crystal ball, the Pope looked at Lancelot.

"I just wrote to invite him to the Castle of Glory." Lancelot replied.

"Oh, I didn't know you had such literary talents. It would be great if he could come, I really want to meet this person in person. I'm really sorry that you can save Morrill. He's getting more and more interested," said the Pope deadpan.

When Lancelot just returned through the teleportation magic circle, His Majesty the Pope was watching the scene in the crystal ball with Bishop Inham in the hall.

"As His Majesty ordered, Purgatory Paradise has been successfully used while the tauren and black elves are fighting among themselves. Negan's power has been severely damaged, but the mission to kill Morrill has failed. Something happened, someone intervened and rescued Morrill."

"What? Someone meddled? Who?" Lancelot's report made the Pope happy first. Then quickly switched to surprise again.

"The man His Majesty once told me to bring him here." Start with coming in. The person Lancelot gazed at the most was not His Majesty the Pope, but Bishop Inham next to him. "That person may appear in a cemetery on the ground of Nigan. It seems that there is a necromancer living there, but he is not there now... Your bishop should know where it is, so please ask your bishop to cast a spell to see, okay?"

When the figure of Asa appeared in the crystal ball, the Pope and Bishop Inham both exclaimed at the same time.

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, he will definitely come here."

"Oh? Why?" The Pope was slightly startled.

"Of course there is a reason, but this reason..." Lancelot looked at Bishop Inham. "It's better to ask the bishop to avoid it first."

The bishop smiled gracefully, and was about to take a step just now. The pope said: "No need. You don't have to hide anything from the bishop."

"The subordinates know." Lancelot nodded. "However, before that, I would like to report to His Majesty an accident that occurred during the battle with Morrill, and I would also like to ask the Bishop to listen to it."

The change of paladins was very peaceful, no matter the voice, tone or demeanor were the same as usual, but both the pope and the cardinal knew that something unsettled was lurking beneath the calm. Especially Lancelot seemed to be very casual, moved a little naturally, and moved a little closer to the cardinal.

The cardinal frowned slightly. Glancing at Lancelot, he still had that pretty smile on his face. His Majesty the Pope's eyes also flickered between the cardinal and Lancelot, nodded and said: "Then you say it."

"Yes." Lancelot's face remained calm. "It is true that as Bishop Inham told us before, Morier was indeed extremely weak due to the defect of the seal, and we did gain the upper hand in the battle with her... But when we were fighting with Morier, there was A tauren priest suddenly attacked us, and he used a scroll. A gravity field, a space lock, two fire elemental summons, as well as fire bombs and thunder bombs..."

"Oh?" It was the Pope and Bishop Inham who exclaimed at the same time, and they looked at each other.

"The way, timing, and means of using these scrolls are all flawless. I have to say, if it wasn't for that person's sudden appearance to disrupt the situation, I and a few other people would definitely not be able to come back. Even so, Yolande Knight Died in the gravitational field...Your Majesty, these scrolls are definitely not owned by the tauren themselves."

The pope nodded slightly: "I know, even Celeste doesn't have space locks and gravity fields..."

"Moreover, the combination and use of these scrolls have been carefully calculated and highly targeted. I have reason to believe that they are aimed at us..." Lancelot looked at Bishop Inham as he spoke.

Bishop Inham was still smiling, but it had turned into a wry smile.

"There's no need to say any more." The pope raised his hand as a signal, and said lightly. The tone is flat and the expression is very stable.

"Yes." Lancelot nodded, shut up, and withdrew his gaze from the Marquis.

The Pope raised his head, looked at the ceiling and thought for a while, then said when he lowered his head again: "Probably Sedros... He traveled to the mainland in his early years, and it's not surprising that he had friendship with the tauren. And Oufu Now it has the largest source of magic gemstones in the entire continent, and it is also connected with the Tower of Fangs. Two or three scrolls are just trivial. The most important thing is..." The pope smiled slightly. "I trust Bishop Inham."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Bishop Inham nodded his head.

"Your Majesty is aware of the details, and everything is under control." Lancelot turned around and bowed to Bishop Inham, and made an apologetic salute. "I'm sorry, my lord bishop. Please forgive my recklessness."

Bishop Inham still smiled wryly, shook his head and said, "I originally proposed this matter, and I also made the connection with the tauren first. It is completely reasonable for you to come to such a judgment. Lord Lancelot."

The pope said, "Okay, now tell me why that kid must come here."

"Because of a very coincidental opportunity, I snatched this thing from him. I think he will definitely come to get it." Lancelot took out the small bag that he got from Asa.

"This is..." The Pope and Bishop Inham were dumbfounded at the same time. Lancelot untied the rope of the bag a little more, and a faint breath came out.

Although the breath was very weak, the faces of the Pope and Bishop Inham both changed drastically. The two of them turned out to be rich in the city, and they had already mastered the practice of hiding emotions and anger.

"This breath...could it be...should be..." The Pope reached for the pocket, and slowly untied the rope on the pocket, his hands trembling. Open the pocket ~IndoMTL.com~ Pope put his hand on the bottom of the pocket, and a black cylinder flew out of the pocket. The faint, but pervasive and irresistible breath immediately filled every inch of the space.

"Yes, that's it." Bishop Inham's expression gradually changed from horror to calmness, and he also stared at the hilt of the sword in mid-air with an expressionless expression on his face.

"Is this... the legendary black star that can change the world and become the king of the undead? This wave, this aura, really cannot be resisted by human power." The hilt of the sword did not fall, but It has been controlled by air magic to float in the air. But the Pope's eyes only stayed on the hilt for a while, then slipped down, and landed on the ring of the mother-in-law on the lower end of the hilt. "Hey, I haven't seen this thing for more than twenty years. I never imagined that one day I would actually see it on the hilt of the Black Star."

"According to legend, anyone who can hold this can have the power to change the world..." The Pope looked at the hilt of the sword, his eyes have always been steady and deep, although there will be waves, but the inner The deepest place is never moving and unfathomable, but what is gushing out now is the deepest thing.

After all, this is a legendary artifact. After all, it is something that countless strong people dream of, and it is within reach right now, no one can not be excited. But in the end, this excited expression just passed through the pope's eyes like a shooting star and disappeared.