Manga from the Age of God

After a while, Ash opened his eyes.

"I sensed... southeast, the second building, the third floor, the fifth room on the left, that should be the administrative office of Bishop Rolle."

Gabriel looked surprised.

"Why have you never been to St. George's Church, but you can find the other party's office?"

"As long as you walk, there must be traces, such as smell, such as the magnetic field of life, the fluctuation of energy."

Ash quietly jumped up the wall and entered the inner courtyard of the church, while speaking lightly:

"Everyone will radiate their own unique [information] to the outside world, integrate into nature, and exchange with the surrounding environment."

"When I saw Bishop Rolle today, I remembered his aura, and the same aura was preserved in that office. Bishop Rolle should have been working there for a long time."

"As long as you walk, there must be traces..."

Gabriel repeated it, expressing envy:

"The unique ability of elves to perceive nature is really very useful."

The two calmly walked through the inner square of St. George's Church, avoiding some patrol officers, and rushing to their destination.

Before coming to the office, Ash glanced at Gabriel beside him.

Perhaps it was because he had never done such a thing of sneaking into other people's rooms, the beautiful Seraphim seemed very guilty, and while crossing the cross in front of him, he closed his eyes and prayed to God in a low voice.

Yaxiu ignored her. According to the feeling just now, there were no barriers or magic traps in the office in front of her.

——Although currently there is only a sixth sense in the small universe and lack of auxiliary means, the sense of energy fluctuations around it is far beyond that of a magician of the same strength.

After all, the essence of his life is higher than that of ordinary humans, and he was even mistaken for an elves.

(!"'1;4,.) Gently fiddled with the door lock and opened the door.

Ash came to Bishop Rolle's desk, and in the dark environment without light, he quickly browsed the various documents, instructions and correspondence on the desk.

Mostly some trivia inside the church.

However, as he continued to read, in some obscure letters, he gradually realized.

The bishops of St. George's Church seem to be working on a secret plan these days, and even a small internal power struggle.

"...The Holy Grail of the Netherworld?"

"Axiu is talking about the God Destruction Tool?"

Gabriel on the side asked curiously:

"What did you find in Bishop Rolle's office, why did you mention [The Holy Grail of the Netherworld]?"

Putting down the letter in his hand, Ash pulled Gabriel out and locked the door again.

"We can't go back yet, we have to go to another place."

"Continue to sneak into other people's homes?"

Gabriel's voice softly persuaded:

"I don't think this kind of crime can be carried out anymore!"

"What if church personnel collude with fallen angels?"

"Eh?"

Ash turned to look at Gabriel, who looked shocked, and continued:

"They even set up a secret stronghold together — and research artifacts there."

"...Research artifacts?"

The beautiful Seraphim suddenly lowered his pretty face.

"No, that kind of stronghold must be destroyed immediately, and the relevant clergy must be indicted one by one."

After a pause, she added:

"If it's true, I'll be out tonight too...in the name of the Lord."

Ash looked at her in surprise.

Although he usually looks a little cute, as one of the four supreme angels in the heavens, Gabriel is actually very politically minded.

According to biblical teaching, angels must never act on their own.

Only the decree of the God of the Bible.

And now the God of the Bible is dead.

The phrase "in the name of the Lord" can only be empty talk.

He would have prayed with his heart for such trivial matters as sneaking into the room just now, but at this moment he was able to make his own decisions with such an unfazed expression.

It seems that the angels are not pedantic.

Ash sighed in his heart, and said calmly:

"Okay, let's talk as we walk. I'll tell you the details on the way."

Things are not complicated.

There have been frequent disappearances of homeless people in the British Isles recently.

After investigation by the church, it was determined to be a mysterious disorder.

They soon found the murderer - an artifact holder, an alien magician who quietly arrested homeless people for human experiments.

After reporting the case to the Vatican as usual, St. George's Church continued to investigate, but was pleasantly surprised.

That magician actually holds one of the thirteen god-killing tools [the Holy Grail of the Netherworld].

Being related to the Holy Grail, it is undoubtedly a very important holy relic.

The Puritans have always wanted to compete with the Vatican Orthodox Church for the leadership of the entire Crusade, and they desperately hope to obtain the magician's hand of the gods for extra points.

But no matter whether it is a divine tool or a divine weapon, once the original host dies, it will be re-hosted in another human body randomly.

The Puritans hope that the random value will be fixed, so that [The Holy Grail of the Netherworld] can be controlled by a certain archbishop of their own faction.

Around this, they quietly concealed the following information from the Vatican, and began to conduct research and experiments on artifacts in private.

Before the goal is achieved, the magician cannot be allowed to die easily.

So St. George's Church not only did not send exorcists to carry out the crusade, but even put up a mission in the mercenary guild to pretend to give some specious false information, so that the mercenaries who received the mission were exhausted.

In a race against time, some fallen angels accidentally noticed their research and actively sought cooperation, hoping to jointly explore the nature of the artifact with the church clergy.

The bishops of St. George's Church weighed it again and again, and after a series of internal disputes, the archbishop finally unified the opinions by force and agreed.

As for the almost annihilation of the Thorns Mercenary Squad, it can only be said to be an accident.

Gabriel listened in silence and asked:

"Where is the place where St. George's Church cooperates with fallen angels to research artifacts?"

"It's in the suburbs, and the letter only says it's a manor in the suburbs."

In the darkness, Gabriel frowned and stopped.

"We need to go back to the church and find out the exact location and location as soon as possible."

"No, no need."

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Ash smiled:

"Have you forgotten what I said before, as long as you walk by, there must be traces... Bishop Rolle has also been to the suburbs, so I can sense the specific location of the manor."

Gabriel's beautiful eyes lit up, his mood relaxed, and six pairs of beautiful golden wings appeared behind him.

A faint stream of light illuminates the neighborhood.

"Immediately rush over, Ash, I'll trouble you to show the way!"

After speaking, she was about to rise into the sky, but Yaxiu stopped her awkwardly.

"Wait, I can't fly!"

Seraph looked slightly stunned, smiled and stretched out his hand, hugging Yaxiu naturally.

"...If you don't mind, I'll take you."

The light stretched out, as if a shooting star passed through the dark night.

Chapter 12 Yaxiu's Purpose is Clear

Being held in her arms by Miss Seraph, I walked through half the city from the church.

It was not until the remote suburbs, in front of an ancient manor, that the two figures descended from the sky.

Ash stood still and glanced at Gabriel beside him.

The faint moonlight fell from the clouds, and the beautiful Seraph's pretty face turned red.

He was a little amused.

I really thought you were so indifferent.

But then, Ash's expression became solemn.

"There are powerful energy reactions nearby..."

"Well, I've sensed it."

Gabriel stared at a wood near the manor, and spoke very fast:

"It's a fallen angel!"

"I have to disperse them on behalf of the lord immediately... Ash, be careful next time."

After finishing speaking, the beautiful Seraphim spread his wings behind his back, and his figure rose into the sky.

The night sky was lit up in an instant, accompanied by a cold and graceful voice:

"The sin of disrespect to the Lord."