The Messiah couldn't believe that everything he saw was true.

The Archbishop, who is known as the closest god in the Holy Kingdom, actually sat with a demon and could chat happily...

No, the Messiah believes that this should be the Archbishop of the Desireless being in a negotiation with the Demon.

The Desireless One had already reminded them last night that this demon was very powerful. Considering the lives of innocent residents around, no one in the Holy Sect Army would provoke the demon for the time being.

The Archbishop of the Desireless must have come here to monitor the demon or risk his life.

Thinking of this, she came here to resolve the grudge between the tavern and the demon.

This gave Message much more confidence. The moment she stood at the door, the desireless person discovered him immediately.

The desireless person was not surprised by the Messiah's appearance, he just waved at it.

The discovered Messia walked to the table where the desireless man sat in a little ashamed, and took off his helmet as a disguise.

It is noon now, and most of the dwarves are still mining underground, and most of the customers in the tavern are humans.

"Sir, I..."

Messiah was thinking about her reasons for coming here. She rarely made such shameless behavior. This time she was caught could be a condemnation given to her by the gods, so she planned to confess to her mentor.

"Message, follow your inner wishes."

The desireless person has no intention of criticizing his disciples, and he gave the Message this reminder.

The Messia quickly understood what her mentor meant and inserted her black crystal into the card slot. Soon a new round of matches began between her and the Desireless.

But wait... she... was actually having a showdown with her mentor, Archbishop of the Desireless?

When the Messia came to his senses, he realized how incredible it was.

His mentor is actually interested in card games...

"Tell me, what did you see."

The desireless man looked up at his disciple. Although she was upright and brave as a knight, she still seemed a little reckless due to her age.

"I... Master Bishop, you chose the priest, I... used the Paladin, and Master Bishop, you just stole a card from my mind's vision."

The Messiah didn't know whether the next sentence should be said, but since the desireless person was asking, the Messiah still answered him honestly.

"No, I'm not referring to this."

The desireless person clicked the button to end the turn and reminded his disciples again.

"Look at this magic machine with the eyes you are proud of, and don't be confused by the surface."

At the prompt of the desireless person, in order to enhance the vision of her "third eye", Messai closed her eyes and tried to sense the magic machine.

This kind of thing was done a long time ago, and she could feel the inscription engraved on any magic machine through the 'third eye'.

This is also a magic machine, and it must also require inscriptions and magic support when the Messiah vaguely feels the inscription that constitutes this magic machine and tries to spy it further.

A huge torrent of information suddenly poured into Messia's brain. This knowledge that did not belong to her made Messia's body lose balance and fell directly to the ground.

She covered her forehead, her brain ached a little, and a large number of inscriptions formed indescribable vocabulary, which were arranged in a strange and complex way.

Although the Messiah knew that the words arranged in the languages ​​she knew, Nolan, it became awkward and difficult to understand after complicated sorting.

If it was one or two, it would be fine. The Messia saw tens of millions in the moment, not countless complicated sequences.

"Master Bishop...those are..."

Message stood up with her forehead covering her, and the swelling and pain always lingered in her brain.

"I have no idea."

The desireless person shook his head helplessly. He had never seen such a complex arrangement of inscriptions.

It is so complicated that it can be said that the person who created this is a lunatic.

The desireless person thought about all the methods of using inscriptions he had come into contact with before and never appeared, and the only one he could think of was that was closer, at least in the complexity.

Only once was seen in the ruins of ancient civilizations that had existed for many years under the city of Nolan, but only that time, the civilization underground in Nolan had long been eroded by magma.

"Don't even the Bishop know?"

The haze is shrouded in the message psychology, and the unknown is often the most terrifying... These complex inscriptions mean that this demon may have mastered a brand new magic!

"I don't know...but this is fascinating knowledge."

The desireless person has forgotten how long it has been since he said the word "fascinated". Many of his people have died many years ago. He has seen many things in this world very lightly. Only the desire for knowledge is the only thing that supports his rationality.

"But this is the knowledge of the demon."

The headache of the Messiah has not been relieved yet. It can cause such a huge burden on the body. No matter how you think about it, it is all the powers from the evil deeds.

“It doesn’t matter…”

The answer from the Desireless person made the Messia speechless.

The Messia sat back in her position, and she no longer dared to use her "third eye" to look at the indescribable words.

These complicated inscriptions were fed back to the Messiah's consciousness, which was a mess, but this did not affect her finishing this game of Hearthstone.

……………………

As the spreader of Chaos, Qiao Xiu relied on the inhuman senses of the Chaos Demon, just sitting on the second floor, he could easily hear the conversation between them clearly.

Perhaps Qiao Xiuzhen should write a book such as "Three Years of Programming Five Years of BUG" and "C Language - From Beginner to Give Up".

But Qiao Xiu is now in a hostile camp with these Holy Sect soldiers, and there is no reason to teach his knowledge to the enemy.

It is absolutely impossible to learn something as complicated as computer language with just a few words they see through the surface of magic machinery, even Dennis Rich is impossible.

Qiao Xiu didn't mind that the Holy Cult Army was stationed in this tavern. As long as they were willing to abide by the rules of this tavern, the more Holy Cult Army the better.

Not only the Holy Cult Army, but also the Devil.

Qiao Xiu planned to make this tavern a place where the Holy Clan Army and the Demons could speak calmly on Hearthstone, rather than fighting swords and sharp claws.
Chapter completed!