Release that Witch

Step by step down the crater of the underground, Teflon felt an inexplicable chill.

At the bottom of this secluded and deep church, the most central secret of the church, the Hermes institution, is hidden.

He was the first time to get involved.

"Mr. Mayn really let me come here to see him?" By convention, only the only one in the Archbishop who is considered to be the successor of the Pope is eligible to enter the sect, and he is too old to take over. The location of Mayn.

"You have worked for the church for so many years and have worked together together. Your Majesty is very confident in you," Isabella laughed. "And the rules of the past are not suitable for the upcoming war. God's will not be buried underneath. It needs to be shown to all the lost believers to lead us together to meet the ultimate challenge."

"This is what it means..."

"Yes." She softly said.

After entering the organs, the two trials greeted them. "The bishop is an adult, and your majesty is conducting the magic stone test. If you have a stone with a god, please give it to me. It may affect The magic runs."

Tefron nodded and handed a string of stone necklaces to each other.

"Your Majesty is here, please come with me."

Isabella turned into a long passage and pushed open the iron gate at the end. With the screaming screams, Tefron saw another faceless pure. She is like a ghost, and it is stuck behind the door. If the black gauze wrapped around the body can see the white skin, it seems that she has no size except for this tulle. The most striking thing is that the witch's eyes are different from the pupils of ordinary people. Her eyes are gray and gray, and there is a whirlpool in it. It looks like it has been sucked in for a long time.

Teflon subconsciously bowed his head.

At this time, he noticed that the other party did not wear shoes, but the feet, the symmetrical needles were covered with a little red.

The bishop couldn't help but think of the phrase "the witch's taste is not comparable to that of ordinary women."

Hell, are these witches a goblin?

The slender feet quickly moved away from the position, and Isabella’s reminder came from the ear, “Adult?”

"Cough," Teflon gathered his mind and walked into the house.

The room was not big, and the turpentine torch hanging on the four walls was burning vigorously, but he did not smell the familiar sweet smell.

Four pure people sat around a stone table, playing with a pile of crystal clear stones, and standing next to the stone table was the current pope, Mae.

Tefron is preparing to bow down and his arm has been held by Mayn.

"There are no outsiders here, don't have to pay attention to these vagrants." He smiled. "We are old acquaintances, Master Teflon."

Only two months later, Mayn had a few more wrinkles on his forehead, and a few silver wires appeared in the hair, but the tone was still as familiar as before, and there was no shelf high.

"You can't do this..." Tefron suddenly felt a warmth in his heart. "Even if there are no other believers, the order of the church must be observed."

"And what I said is order," the pope smiled disapprovingly. "Don't talk about this... Is the situation above good? I originally intended to let Isabella convey your message. Since you are here, follow Let me talk about it."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Tefren nodded. After telling the story of the church, he talked about Isabella’s last command. “Now the resources we are preparing for are all for the dawn kingdom. If you re-mobilize, I’m afraid it will take a lot of effort. Why did you suddenly decide to attack? Grey Fort?"

"The reason why I called you is mainly because of this," Mayn sighed. "The Grey Fort has now seen the decline, the vying of the king and the madness of the pill have the expected effect, and the morning kingdom is even more civil strife. Their destruction is a matter of time, so there is not much difference between who and who."

"I think so too, but... Grey Fort is still a huge opponent."

“There are two reasons for me to decide to adjust my offensive plan,” the Pope said with a backhand. “The first point is basically the same as the reason you are worried: the Greysburg Kingdom is the most extensive and resourceful, and it is a huge enemy. It also means a high return. If it can be transformed into a church territory as soon as possible, the benefits will be much greater than the occupation of the morning. If there are still ten years, I will inevitably follow the plan set by O'Brien. Going down, but our time is running out. The appearance of the **** feared beast means that the red moon may be much closer to the date mentioned in the holy book. At this time, it is worth taking some risks and paying more sacrifices. of."

Tefron nodded slightly, this reason is indeed very full, but the problem is... not much like Mayn's style, "then your second reason is..."

"Roland Wimbledon in the West." The Pope said categorically.

"You mean... the four princes of the Grey Fort?" He couldn't help but see.

"Incorporating the intelligence of the last year, I found an incredible thing," Mayn patted the shoulder of the bishop. "No matter whether the church is targeting his actions or the action of the Greysburg Kingdom against him, there is no exception." The initial failure can be traced back to the attack of the Duke of the West on his territory. What did Roland have at that time? A run-down town. The outsiders thought he was defeating the Duke’s Knights by relying on the devil, but we all know that apart from Beyond the extraordinary, one or two witches are not a threat to the fully armed and equipped Knights."

"And the information afterwards is becoming more and more ridiculous. For example, in the secret letter sent to the Holy City two months ago, the new king Tiefko sent nearly 2,000 people to the madness army to attack the western world. However, one face defeated. Come, what does this mean?"

Tefron couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, two thousand mad soldiers! Even in Hermes, it is a force that cannot be underestimated.

"If you look at the news separately, you may not find anything, but the integration is amazing - Roland Wimbledon has not lost in a war!" Pope Shen Shen, "and from intelligence It can be seen that his power is growing at an incredibly fast rate and has a tendency to open up. If it is dragged on for another year, the entire gray castle may fall into his hands. At that time, he wants to annex this vast area. The land, the price paid is probably much larger than it is now." He paused and looked at Tefron. "There are so many things to deal with in the organization. I have no time to consider the operation and expansion of the upper echelons of the church. These can only be entrusted to You went to implement it."

After the Archbishop left, the appearance of the room changed.

The torch on the wall disappeared, and the pure stone and stone table of the study of the magic stone disappeared. The figure of the pope faded away, leaving only Isabella, Jieluo and the black yarn women.

"You don't say that I don't know yet, the four princes of the Grey Fort was originally such an interesting person," Isabella grinned. "Why do I think he is more hopeful than the church to defeat the devil?"

"What does this mean?" The black yarn woman frowned. "Do you want to betray the church?"

"Betrayal? Don't be so ugly," Isabella shrugged. "The purpose of the church is not to ensure that humans can survive the battle of God. If anyone else can do this, I don't mind." Who is the target of effectiveness?"

"you……!"

"No need to fight," Jie Luo stopped, "Isabella did not make a mistake, the so-called battle of gods, only the ultimate winner is the darling of God." She looked at the two faces with no expression, "As for the gods Who will smile - is the federation, or a gray castle prince, I think this war will give us the answer."