It’s a shame that she never believed Nigris’ self-introduction, but it’s impossible for a dimensional beast to ask for help from an existence inferior to itself, right?
Realizing this, Serena quickly stroked her chest and saluted, requesting: "Two great gods, please save this big cat. It is so pitiful. It was sealed in the Land of Sinking by the Church of Light and was forced to do it every day.
Work. If you don't work, there will be no fairy beans to eat. It's so pitiful. Please save it."
"How can we save it? It is so powerful and can break through dimensional space, but it can be sealed by others. How can we save it?" Nigris said quickly, winking at Lightning at the same time.
Lightning understood immediately: "Yes, yes, look at us, all of us old, thin, sick and handsome, how can we save the God of Dimensions?"
When it said "old", its big hoof pointed at Nigris, when it said "thin" it pointed at the little angel, when it said "sick" it pointed at the little zombie, when it said "disabled" it pointed in the direction where Luther ran, and when it said "handsome" it pointed at itself.
Serena nodded in agreement: "I think so too. Maybe the big cat saw it wrong. Alas, it also said that whoever can rescue it will give its dimension to the other person."
"Wait a minute!" Nigris rubbed his little paws and asked with an expression on his face that was almost like a silver coin: "You mean, dimensional space? That kind of independent world dimensional space."
Serena smiled and said: "Yes, it is the kind of dimensional space that is equivalent to an independent world. This is the talent of the dimensional god. It can tear the space into pieces and piece it together to create an independent space."
"How big is it?"
"A few hundred square meters, Da Mao has been saving for a long time."
Nigris took a deep breath. Although it didn't need air, it needed this action to calm down: "Let's discuss it."
Turning around, Lightning's scrutinizing eyes fell on it, and he said warily: "You are tempted, little Huanglong, you have been tempted."
"When you know what dimensional space is, you will also be tempted. Come over here and let's discuss it." Negris greeted.
Ange, the little angel, the little zombie, and the brass dragon all squatted on the ground with their knees in their hands, forming a circle. Lightning couldn't squat down, so he had to lie down with his limbs spread out.
However, seeing this lineup, Nigris felt that it was not enough. He raised his head and shouted in the direction where Luther was running away: "Luthor, come back."
Luther, who hadn't gone far, swished back.
Seeing that he was intact and not blind, Serena reacted immediately and shouted angrily: "Asshole, it turns out you are not blind!"
Luther responded bravely: "Oh, this beautiful lady, you may have recognized the wrong person? What you see is my twin brother. He has been blind since he was a child, but he insists on exercising and is now a sword referee.
Sir, he is the blind man."
Serena was so angry that she would not believe such nonsense, but there was no proof, so she could only grit her teeth and said: "Don't let me see your blind brother again, otherwise I will cut him
Lose!"
Luther's legs went cold, and knowing that he was in the wrong, he cringed and crouched into the circle of Ange and others.
"The thing is like this, how about saving the God of Dimensions and getting a dimensional space? Should we save him or not?" Negris asked, looking at Luther and Lightning.
Among the people present, Ange's opinion was decisive, but what opinion could Ange have? No one could guess what his opinion was.
So it had to call Luther over and discuss it with Lightning.
"Uh, Master Naige, what is dimensional space?" Luther asked a little embarrassedly. Don't blame this kid for his lack of knowledge. The main reason is that dimensional space is too high-end. Even lightning is not very clear. He has big eyes.
Looked over curiously.
"You have all entered the Palace of Rest. The Palace of Rest is built on the basis of dimensional space." Negris said.
Luther and Lightning looked confused. It took them a while to digest the news. Luther asked in shock: "You mean, if you save the God of Dimensions, you can get a palace of rest?"
"No, no, it's just an independent space like the Palace of Rest. The Palace of Rest is built on the basis of dimensional space. The area of ​​dozens of square kilometers inside is completely a world. The space for dimensional beasts is only a few hundred.
square meters."
"Moreover, the Immortal King also used a method that I can't understand to build a farm barrier. It is equivalent to superimposing a space barrier in the dimensional space, and the complexity increases exponentially. However, no matter how complicated it is, it is built in the dimensional space.
On a basic basis.”
Lightning and Luther understood. Luther was still confused. Oh my God, his space ring is only a few cubic meters in an independent space of several hundred square meters. It can't even fit a bed. How about hundreds of square meters?
Is Dongxiaozhuang complete?
Lightning had already grasped the key, curling his lips and said disdainfully: "Then what? Your Excellency already has a dimensional space of tens of square kilometers, do you still need to risk it for a few hundred square meters of space?"
"It is indeed not necessary, but have you forgotten the Place of Rest? It is missing for some unknown reason. Today's Palace of Rest is incomplete. What will happen if we fill in these missing places?"
Luther and Lightning's eyes flickered, and they both saw the excitement in each other's eyes.
…
The Land of Sinking is an undefended world similar to the Abyss of Rest. It is the junction point of the major planes, equivalent to a crossroads and a traffic thoroughfare. If you want to reach the main material plane, or go to other places, you must finally
A good way is to jump here.
Of course, it's okay not to jump through here. Then you need a larger teleportation array, such as a world transfer station, or you have a very high level of space magic and can use some special methods to bypass it. Otherwise, you can only be obedient.
passed by here.
The Immortal Empire used to be huge, with power spread across dozens of planes and hundreds of millions of people. Suddenly one day, the king disappeared and no one could contact the Palace of Rest. What should I do?
Of course they went back to take a look, but when they came to the Land of Sinking, they found that it was occupied by the Church of Light. The Land of Sinking can not only return to the Abyss of Rest, but also the human world on the main plane. Human beings react faster.
Occupied this place for the first time.
If the undead creatures want to pass, they must seize this place, so a protracted war begins, which lasts for more than a thousand years. What was originally a sinking place on the front line was forcibly turned into a parish.
There is a cardinal stationed here. Over the past thousand years, there have been countless changes. Today, this cardinal is called Dyson.
Although it is an independent diocese, Dyson's status is completely incomparable with that of the two major dioceses in the main plane. According to everyone, this place is raised by a mistress, has little money, is far away from home, and has difficult conditions and poor treatment.
If you stay away from the church and the center of power, you won't be able to win any benefits, and you will always have to bear the blame. Talents will not want to come. Those who come are those that others don't want. They are either lazy and incompetent, or they are stubborn and disobedient.
Just like Julian, he always does his own thing, and even Dyson can't control him. He calls it the freedom of walking in the shadows...
Dyson dreamed of being transferred back. He didn't want to die here. If he couldn't be transferred back while he was still young and become a strong competitor for the Pope, and then go back when he was older, he would have to live in retirement.
To this end, he has done a lot of work...
"I have done so much work, but in the end it turned out like this, why! Why! Why was Anthony resurrected and so much younger when he was obviously dead? What kind of bullshit is it? If the gods don't care for me, why can't I?
Do you know? He must have used some evil magic to become like this!"
Dyson roared violently, and in front of him, there was a projection of an undead and a demon. If Ange could see this projection, he would recognize that this was not the demon who deceived the exterminator outside the Principality of Montenegro.
?
Facing Dyson's wrath, the undead and demons remained unmoved. They transformed into a table and two chairs, sat on the chairs, picked up the tea and cakes on the table, tasted them in a decent manner, and chatted from time to time.
Open your mouth and comment.
If this wasn't a dark basement, and if these two weren't projections of undead and demons, it would simply be a relaxing afternoon tea time.
Dyson knew what these two guys meant by pretending. He was not pretending. Seeing that the other party had no reaction, he also put away his angry and irritable attitude, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Behind him, two holy attendants in clean white clothes came over carrying a table and placed it in front of him. A third holy attendant came over holding a high-backed velvet chair, poured tea, set out cakes, and silently saluted.
Withdrew.
Seeing this scene, the tea and pastries transformed by the undead and demons suddenly lost their aroma. The undead lifted up his hand, shook off the illusions, and floated over.
This time it was Dyson's turn to take his time and enjoy the afternoon tea and pastries elegantly.
The undead said helplessly: "If you can assassinate him once, you can assassinate him a second time. What are you afraid of? Kill him and all your problems will be solved."
It was not Nicholas who dared to assassinate Anthony in the first place, but Dyson.
"You put it lightly. Now that Anthony will no longer be alone like before, how many people do I need to deploy to kill him? What's more, Nicholas used to take the blame for me. Now that he is assassinated again, the whole world will be shocked.
You know I did it." Dyson said angrily.
Of course, this was just because his intelligence collection was not good enough. If he had known that Anthony had quietly taken a trip to the Elf Forest not long ago, he would not have said this.
"You know what you know. The situation now is different from what it was then. Now that you can kill Anthony, Guliani will not only not blame you, but may even remember you as a great meritorious deed." The undead said.
"What you said makes sense, but what about the manpower? The last time I was assassinated, I suffered a huge loss. Now facing Anthony who is on guard, I need at least several times the strength." Dyson finally stated his intention.
.
Of course, it is impossible for the Archbishop of the Diocese of Sinking to be unable to control his emotions and roar. Everything he did just now was just an act, forcing the other party to give him greater support.
To assassinate Anthony again, the power in my hands is not enough, and it is not safe to choose from the church. In today's church, there are not too many people who regard Anthony as an idol, especially when Anthony shouted the slogan: Cleanse the light, rebuild
church.
In today's church, whoever has a shred of faith can't feel the corruption and depravity of the church? If it weren't for the lack of ability, having to rely on the church for wages and benefits, and having a large family to support, someone would have rebelled long ago.
Anthony's Holy Church allowed church personnel, including those in the West and the Sunken Land, to see another possibility, a method of first becoming independent from the outside and then reshaping the church from the outside in.
There are many such people not only in the Eastern Diocese, but also in the West and the Lost Lands. Dyson can't tell who has this idea, so he might as well find foreign aid.
To be continued...