Four hundred and eightieth chapters have their own minds
Although the purpose of the Sauron family's participation in the war was impure, under the leadership of the War Bishop, their efficiency was unparalleled. Only ten minutes after the order was issued, the messenger entered the camp again:
"Commander, the two bishops are here."
"Let them come in." Edmund Soren's expression was not good-looking. The red dots on the military map in front of him had completely surrounded Saden City.
After all, the arsonist is also a profession known as "fire mage" in ancient times. Even if there is no special bonus in spells, he still has a bad feeling in his heart.
The most important thing is that he can't even counterattack.
What the Iron Cross did was a complete conspiracy. A small group of their troops sneaked into the hinterland. If they sent people to fight with them, no matter who died, they would leave corpses behind. But if they left it alone, who knows what those guys would do in the rear.
What a mess.
Soon, the bishops of the two major local churches in Saden City came to the military camp. Although their expressions were not very good, they still maintained due respect. After paying tribute to Emond, who was a sequence three, the bishop of the Sun Church
The bishop then spoke directly:
"Mr. Commander, the highest number of standing lawmen in Sarden City is only Sequence 7. If you want military assistance, please ask for help from the Holy Light Cathedral. However, if it is just to boost morale and provide a certain degree of faith protection, we will not refuse."
The Bishop of the Mechanical Church who came here nodded slightly, his tone was not as decisive as the Bishop of the Church of the Sun, and he just put a suitcase on the table:
"This is the result of all the mechanical heart members of the Hydraulic Church in the past half month. It can provide a variety of enchanting effects for weapons. This is a little bit of our intention to protect Saden City. Of course, if the general is interested in purchasing ordnance, we can also buy it.
Offer a good discount.”
The corners of Edmond Soren's eyes twitched slightly, but he still reached out and took the suitcase, and then pointed at the map and said:
"We'll talk about the war assistance later. Let's take a look at this map."
The two bishops looked at each other, and followed Emond to the map with some surprise. Looking at the small red x marked in the circle, the bishop of the Mechanical Church frowned and said:
"This is……"
"Not long ago, Lundberg's main force separated part of the army, led by demigods, and rushed into the rear. These marked locations are where battles took place. They seemed to be deliberately causing casualties, whether it was us or themselves.
So I would like to ask you two if you know any related spells or rituals." As Edmund spoke, he marked another location on the map. Just here, his men had an encounter with a small group of troops.
During the battle, both sides left behind a dozen corpses and then disappeared again.
"No wonder Mr. Commander wants to find the Secret Peeper and the Reader." Such thoughts came to the minds of the two bishops, but looking at the circle wrapping the city of Saden, they could not calm down after all, and immediately said:
"This requires specialized personnel to identify it."
"That's what I mean." Edmund nodded immediately. Because he had been notified before, the relevant personnel had already been waiting outside the military camp. Just like the Church of Storms cultivates audiences and the Church of Night cultivates corpse collectors, the Mechanical Church
It is no secret that the Sun Church cultivates readers by cultivating voyeurs.
After all, official Beyonders need to deal with a variety of problems, and it is difficult for a single approach to meet their needs. Therefore, it is necessary to cultivate some adjacent pathways or functional Beyonders.
The new spy and reader did not even introduce themselves. After being informed of the situation, the two came to the map and watched Edmond Solon draw two x's on the map from time to time.
"There is no doubt that this is some kind of ritual, but the purpose of the ritual is not yet certain." A faint white light flashed in the eyes of the Extraordinary on the Reader's path, and the Keeper's ability began to operate, but after all, scene recall is the function.
With only one map, he could get very limited information about the crime scene.
The wizard was not idle either. He took out a crystal ball from his robe, and his eyes also changed slightly. A mysterious power seemed to connect his eyes with the crystal ball. After a brief silence, the crystal ball
The ball suddenly exploded, and he suddenly took a few steps back, almost falling to the ground.
His eyes became protruding, and the hairs on his hands began to grow rapidly. Almost at the same time as his body changed, everyone in the camp entered a state of alert. Once the opponent completely lost control, they would immediately kill him here.
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However, this did not happen. After about fifteen seconds of buffering, the wizard's eyes slowly retracted into their sockets. Although the hair on his arms was still thick, the tentacle-like feeling was gone.
He took a long breath, as if he was congratulating himself on surviving the disaster. It wasn't until he felt everyone's gaze that he said with lingering fear:
"This ritual involves high-level power. I don't know how high it is. The opponent didn't even take the initiative to fight back. I just caught a glimpse of a breath and almost lost control... No, if I hadn't used the crystal ball as a medium, I would have definitely lost control.
Got it!"
Having said this, the wizard looked at the fragments of the crystal ball, then turned to look at the bishop of the Mechanical Church. The other party obviously understood what he meant, and nodded slightly, indicating that this was considered a work-related injury and could be reimbursed.
Listening to the almost meaningless nonsense of the two professionals, Edmond Soren looked a little ugly. It seemed that he could see his dissatisfaction. The wizard who had received the reimbursement permission said:
"There is too little information at the moment. We need more clues, but I don't plan to go to the ceremony, or if I go, there is only a possibility of losing control."
"What do you need?" Emond suppressed his instinct to ridicule the other person and asked as calmly as possible.
"Corpses, we need those corpses after the ceremony." The Keeper on the side replied without thinking, "If we look at the corpses, we should be able to trace the situation around the time of the other party's death."
"If you have just died, you can also try to see if you can channel the spirit and obtain corresponding information." The wizard also gave the same request.
In fact, there are many more things that can be used as "clues" than corpses, but in the eyes of the two of them, corpses are undoubtedly the safest.
After all, mortal spirits cannot withstand the aura of an overly high-level existence. Therefore, even if a very high-ranking being is involved, after being transferred by a mortal corpse, the remaining aura will be reduced to a range that they can bear.
Emond Sauron obviously didn't quite understand the twists and turns of the two men. He nodded and began to use spiritual links to contact the troops in the rear, heading to the location where the battle had just occurred. As a Sequence Three, he was capable and capable.
Qualified to accept "sacrifice", and this battlefield happens to belong to the "authority" and "diocese" of the War Bishop.
Not long after, as the summoning door opened, several fresh corpses came to the headquarters camp...
