Cataclysmic Transformation

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? "By the way, what are you doing for me?" At this time, Wharton finally turned to the topic. "network"

"Master Father!" Tommy said anxiously, "I ... I met Ron! The Ron wanted by the Holy See ..."

"Ron?" Wharton asked with a blank expression, and asked, "What about then?"

In fact, he already got the news.

"He beat Omega!"

"What?" The expression on Wharton's face finally changed. "How could Ron defeat Omega?"

After listening to Tommy's complaint, Wharton felt that the situation was serious and defeated Omega, which meant that Ron already had the strength of a divisional strongman.

"My father, Diallo didn't kill Ron at all, he panicked ..." Tommy said angrily.

Wharton's face sank and said, "Dialo doesn't need to panic!"

Wharton still appreciates Diallo's life to accomplish this task. After all, he is also a competent man. Maybe he has no time to check whether Ron is really dead.

Tommy was too scared to speak when he saw his father's ugly face.

Wharton's face softened, and he paused and said, "If there is nothing else, then so be it. I'm going to see the Pope ..."

He said he didn't care about Tommy anymore, and turned and strode out.

The brief conversation ended like this, leaving Tommy with only daze.

...

Holy Roman Empire, Mount Hyjal.

In the scorching summer, the top and the foot of Mount Hyjal all year round are two worlds, and the top of the mountain is not a place where ordinary people can go.

The Temple of Divine Metaphor is the highest peak in Mount Hyjal. Legend has it that the Temple of Metaphor can communicate with God, and the Pope is the spokesperson of God in the world.

The Pope is over one hundred and fifty years old. This age is relatively large among the sacred domain powerhouses of mankind. The sacred domain powerhouse can prolong life, but it does not mean that he is immortal. His head was full of white hair, and the wrinkles on his face were as deep as a knife. Maybe he can use a special method to restore the appearance of youth, but it is only the appearance, which is not necessary for him.

A long big red robe, the collars on both sides are noble snow foxes, and the head is covered with a red gold crown of red gold, Ernst, the pope of the Holy See, the only existence in legend that can communicate with the realm of God.

Ernst did not seem to be in a good mood at this time, and a thick copy was placed on his desk.

"Wow la ---"

A gust of wind blew the copywriting away, revealing the dense font inside.

Name @ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html: Ron

Sex: Male

Age: 17 years old

Occupation: Necromancer

...

Turning slightly, Ernst's face grew deeper as he looked at the elegant font on the copy.

"Boom Boom Boom--"

At this time, there were empty footsteps outside the Temple of God's Metaphor, Ernst raised his head and glanced outside, a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Adult Pope!"

The person coming was Wharton. He came to the Pope and paid a deep salute. He was wearing light armor and he was extra spirited today. The same golden long hair was combed perfectly and his brow was low. Show respect for the pope.

"Wharton, you are here!"

There was a smile on Pope Ernst's old face.

"Yes, Master Pope, please call me urgently, what is the command!" Wharton stood up slightly and said.

"Look at the copy on the table!" Pope Ernst did not directly state the purpose, but let him read it.

Wharton's eyes gradually moved down to the table, where the copy had been blown open by the wind.

With a slight gaze, Wharton took a deep breath, "I already know!"

"Oh?" Ernst was surprised. "Tell me what you think!"

"No idea! This heresy, just kill ..." Wharton said without blinking.

"Oh!" Ernst smiled slightly, his face suddenly becoming serious, "Why didn't you do it before?"

Ernst's words caused Wharton to suffocate. He sent Diallo, the strongest of his men, to assassinate Ron. Unfortunately, Diallo came back with false news, and he was also very careless. .

But in the final analysis, he was responsible for this matter, and he could not shirk his responsibility.

Pope Ernst made Wharton speechless, but he was silent.

"I didn't mean to anyone, and I didn't intend to pursue your fault ..." At this time, Ernst calmed down and said quietly, "Wharton, I'm reminding you that this Necromancer called Ron, His strength is rapidly improving. Now, his strength has reached the level of a division. According to the ancient literature, he is now a necromancer ... "

"Next down is the Necromancer, the Necromancer, what shall we do then?" Ernst's face gradually became more serious, "Wharton, I have to let you know that Necromancer is a terrible His career may start to be weaker, but as his strength advances, his combat effectiveness will become stronger and stronger. In the later period, I am afraid that we will not be his opponent ... "

Ernst's eyes slowly circulated, "At that time, you and I will be sinners of the Holy See ..."

Wharton heard sweating and anxiously, "Master Pope, this ..."

Wharton settled, "Why, why the Holy See values ​​Ron so much, he is just a Necromancer!"

"This is our mission!" Ernst raised his voice.

"It is indeed the glorious mission of our holy Holy See to eliminate the heretics of undead magic, but why does the Holy See have this mission, or where does this mission come from?" Wharton asked.

"I know something about this!" Ernst calmed down and said.

He sighed slightly, "Speaking of which, the entanglement between our Holy Church and the magic of the undead has to be traced back to 100,000 years ago."

"A hundred thousand years ago? Omross continent?" Wharton was surprised.

"Yes!" Ernst nodded. "One hundred thousand years ago, there were already unclear professions such as Necromancer, Death Knight, Necromancer, and Shadow Assassin who were already salivating in the Omros continent. The entire continent, even the elves, orcs, and the Warcraft family of the strongest period had to bow down to them, and the name of this force was called the Scourge Church ... "

"I know this!" Wharton nodded and said, "I have seen some related things, but hasn't the Scourge Church disappeared?"

"Hehe!" Ernst's face was full of smiles, "Then do you know how the Scourge Church disappeared?"

"It is said that these heretics were destroyed by our Holy Church. According to historical records, the Holy Church launched a holy war and wiped out the Scourge Church in one fell swoop!" Wharton said.

"Wrong!" Pope Ernst shook his head. "Our sacred church was just established 100,000 years ago, and its strength is not enough to compare with the Scourge Church. At that time, the Scourge Church was so suffocating."

"What's the matter?" Wharton was surprised, and his heart moved. Was everything he had always known wrong?

"Holy war is indeed initiated by the Holy See, but it is not only our power to destroy the Scourge Church. Our power simply cannot reach this point. We united the orc, elf, and Warcraft forces to carry out the holy war. It can be said At that time, almost all the forces of the whole continent were gathered at that time, and the natural disaster church in Shengji disappeared. This process lasted for a hundred years, so there is another name for the jihad, called the century jihad ... "

Pope Ernst ’s eyes were filled with desolation, “Humans, orcs, elves, and Warcraft form a powerful coalition, marching towards the core of the Scourge Church, the Undercity, and along the way, countless nations have been wiped out. These countries are under the control of the Scourge Church. At the same time, the coalition forces also suffered great losses, and countless elite strong men fell. Many strong men took the idea of ​​dying together with the strong ones of the Scourge Church and exhausted the living power of the Scourge Church ... "

"In the end, the elite power of the Scourge Church was exhausted, and the coalition forces also won the final victory!"

Wharton heard shortness of breath, and Ernst hadn't heard anything before.

Wharton settled his nerves and calmed down his nervous mood, and said in a hoarse voice, "In this way, our Holy Church has set this mission to destroy the Necromancer desperately and prevent them from rising again!"

Ernst shook his head, "Wharton, you are wrong again!"

"The rise and decline of each force is a specific process. No one can remain strong forever, and we have no intention to prevent them from rising again!"

Wharton was startled, "So what?"

Ernst sighed, "At that time, our first Holy Pope, Antonio, made an unexpected decision when the Scourge Church was extinguished--" Ernst paused at this point.

"His Majesty Antonio decided to pursue the pursuit of the undead professions in the entire Omros continent. With this order, countless undead professions landed, and the most powerful Necromancer was slaughtered ..."

"What about that? The heretics must be executed!" Wharton said right.

Ernst smiled slightly and said, "Then do you know how many occupations of the Undead Department in Omros continent at that time? Tell you, the order of cleaning, the human population of Omros continent has dropped by three-fifths ... "

"What?" Wharton was completely stunned. Three-fifths of the population, what a huge number that Wharton couldn't imagine. Three-fifths of Noah's population would become What it looks like.

"More importantly, His Majesty Antonio also ordered the destruction of all books related to the Scourge Church and Undead Magic. Don't say any cultivation notes. Even a novel that mentions the Scourge Church or the Undead Magic is mercilessly Destruction, and this process lasted a full hundred years before it wiped out everything related to the Scourge Church, including all inherited memories ... "

"Wharton, do you understand now?"

At this time, Ernst turned around sharply, staring at Wharton like a sword, "We and the Scourge Church are not a process of change, but a hatred that does not share the sky, this hatred, It has lasted a full 100,000 years ... "

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