Templar Sun King

In an instant, a large amount of information flooded Isabella's mind, including the complicated laws and information from the multiverse, as well as the gratitude, extreme joy and high respect from the mages in despair and hope.

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Although the dual tide of elements and energy only lasted for just eight days, it was no less than a disaster for the mages in the area that was not covered by the magic net until today.

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What is magic?

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Anyone who has heard the name of magic knows that magic can control the four elements, two energies, chanting spells, and waving a wand to create a torrent of elements to annihilate the target.

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Earth thorns, vines, waves, ice ridges, wind blades, lightning, fire, mist, and curses are all part of the power of mages.

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Of course, there are also despairing natural disaster spells that can wipe a small city from the ground!

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Although there are priests who are also spellcasters inside, and there are powerful professional knights, warriors, and archers outside to compete and restrict, it has to be said that the profession of wizard has been maintained by its relative scarcity and powerful strength for thousands of years. With a high and detached social status, they hold a lot of wealth and power.

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For priests, extreme mages mocked them as "parasites of gods" and "slaves of gods"; for power occupations, "savage", "rude", and "even the head is full of muscles" are the most common labels.

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No matter what time, the mage will always be one of the most dreamed and ideal professions for young people full of dreams.

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If you have to find a dissatisfaction, it is probably because the mages have too high requirements for talent, excluding most people.

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However, it must be admitted that behind the respect and enjoyment of the benefits and status of the mages since Colin and Morgan created the Magic Age, there are countless envy, envy, and hatred hidden in the dark .

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If the mages still hold the extraordinary elemental energy, they can easily fill the jealousy of others to satisfy their vanity, continue to enjoy that lofty sense of superiority, or simply ignore it and dismiss it.

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But if one day the mages lose their strength and fall to the dust from the clouds, they will become worthless mud, and the jealous acid that has been worthless to mages for thousands of years will immediately erupt into the abyss of destruction. .

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Glion, who hid in the secret room and relied on the last two magic crystals to keep the magic circle running, was just a microcosm of the counterattack of other professionals and forces against the mages.

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Glion shrank himself in a corner of the secret room with a sullen expression, blood dripping from his forehead, obscuring his eyes.

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The embarrassed mage wiped the wound on his forehead with an extremely complicated expression.

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Since he was appointed as the lord of the Slaughter Kingdom Grey Eagle City, no, it should be said that he has never been so embarrassed since he became the Frost Faction Golden Executioner.

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The wound on his forehead was not any golden sword saint, but a bronze guard who would not even give alms in the city lord's mansion on weekdays.

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This was the funniest joke in the world eight days ago. Which bronze warrior dared to shoot at a gold fighter, Glion could pat his chest and promise that as long as a bronze spell, he could turn the little bronze warrior Ripped to shreds!

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However, after Merika came to another continent, the joke became a reality, and it happened to him.

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At first Glion was able to pretend that nothing happened, but soon it was revealed.

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The situation of magic failure is obviously not a special case. The mages of the killing kingdom and even the whole world are facing the same problem.

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The mages lost their power and could not cast their spells. The explosive news of the magic failure spread widely even before Merika came to another continent.

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Black iron and bronze mages directly lose all spellcasting abilities, and cannot even cast even the most basic spells.

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Except for the spiritual power that is a bit higher than ordinary people and the magic power of the body being voided, there is no difference between ordinary people.

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The Silver Mage dropped two ranks and fell to the lowest black iron rank of professionals.

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As for the Golden Master, Gerry once again reluctantly sensed the pitifully little and disobedient water element floating in the air, and his strength was barely maintained at the bronze rank.

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The Bronze rank is not enough for a Glion who can easily use silver spells such as Frost Winter Ice Ring, Blizzard, and even natural disaster spells such as extreme deep cold.

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You must know that the deputy city lord and former subordinates who are now staring at him are not weaker than silver, and the leader is a golden sword saint who has developed an alienation ability.

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Once the magic circle outside the secret room is broken, what awaits him will be an unprecedented disaster.

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"Lizman, the position of the city lord is already yours!"

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Seeing the increasingly weak spell aura on the magic circle, Glion hurriedly inserted one of the magic crystals into it.

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This action, which was once easy for him, became very difficult after the magic failed. The brain was impacted by the power of the magic circle itself, like being hit twice with a hammer at the temple, and it hurt again. It hurt again, almost passed out.

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"You're joking, Lord City Lord. The church's latest order has been issued. It is forbidden for any force in the Slaughter Kingdom to carry out atrocities against mages. I'm here to pick you up."

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what! If it weren't for the pain in his head right now, he had to lean against the corner to prevent him from slumping to the ground, and Gryon would have laughed out loud.

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He knew the order of the church, when he hid in the secret room to survive.

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However, the large-scale and large-scale counterattack against the mages can not be stopped by a simple order from the church.

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The once aloof and admirable mage fell from the altar overnight, and asked himself, Glion would not let go of this golden opportunity.

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Which mage has no enviable wealth?

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Gold coins, jewelry, magic crystals, magic props, spell scrolls…

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Although many magic items and spell scrolls are starting to fail, they certainly don't care about them.

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Just tearing up the magic books that mages regard as treasures, breaking their wands, and scraping away their wealth is enough to let them vent the pressure and shadows that have come from the profession of mages for thousands of years.

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What's more, you can step on the noble mages ruthlessly and appreciate their powerless struggles and cry of pain and despair. Anyone can get incomparable satisfaction and pleasure from this huge contrast China.

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Of course, these are still lucky. The real bad luck and terror fall into the hands of the former enemies. Humiliation, whipping and even the capital are considered mild, and the torture methods such as waterboarding, sticking, stoning, sawing and so on really explain what it means. Horrible and **** cruel.

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Now the experience of the mage is like a dam broken by a flood. Even if the church has a heart to bless it, it will not be able to suppress the sudden outbreak of conflicts for a while.

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Even...even the church itself has secretly participated in this mage disaster that has swept the whole world.

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Glion was able to be appointed as the city lord in a theocratic country because of what he was able to rely on, nothing more than his status as a golden master.

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Now that he has lost his former glory, strength and value, how can the Church of the God of Slaughter take care of him.

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A chuckle came from outside the secret room, like the confident laughter of a hunter after seeing his prey struggling in the trap.

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Boom! A sword slashed heavily on the secret room, and the magic aura of the magic circle without a silver or above magician presided over was like a candle in the wind, shaking violently and crumbling.

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"Lizman, I thought we had no grudges."

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Glion forced the last magic crystal into it, calculated how long it would last for the magic circle to operate, there were about ten minutes left, and tried his best to speak in a free and easy tone, maintaining the last trace of dignity.

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"Lord City Lord, we naturally have no grudges. The real grudge is on your index finger, you can't keep that wealth." Outside the secret room, a burly man licked his lips, "A space ring in exchange for one year. blessing, how?"

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Glion looked at the space ring on his index finger. The wealth in it could buy half of the Grey Eagle City, but now he can only exchange it for a year's blessing, and it's still innumerable.

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"Put away your stupid idea." Glion cursed in anger, secretly deciding in his heart that the moment the magic circle was broken, he would use an ice edge to end his life.

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This is probably the most decent way to die that he can fight for now.

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Time passed little by little, the aura of magic was getting dimmer, and the **** of death was getting closer.

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Boom! The magic aura finally went out, and Glion could even hear the cruel and triumphant laughter in the throats of the men outside.

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Two swords, as long as two swords are needed, the secret room will be shattered by the attack of a golden sword saint.

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Just when Glion closed his eyes and was about to hit his head with the spell he had prepared for a long time, a strange wave swept past him.

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The breath of magic!

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This is the breath of magic!

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Glion opened his eyes, not caring about the secret room where a crack had already appeared, and mobilized his remaining spirit to feel the magic breath with all his strength.

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"Magic Web!"

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"The Magic Web is a large-scale arcane use magic network platform provided by the mysterious lady to the multiverse spellcasters. The ownership and management rights are all owned by the mysterious lady..."

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""Multiverse Magic Network Use Agreement", hereinafter referred to as "Agreement", the final interpretation right of this agreement within the scope of the multiverse law belongs to the mysterious lady..."

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"The user of the magic net (hereinafter referred to as the 'arcanist') should be based on understanding the entire content of this agreement, and after agreeing to all the terms of this agreement, can download the pre-arcane spells [arcane seeds] and [arcane fire], to complete the transfer.”

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About the Arcanist...

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About Arcane...

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"Magic Web! Arcane! Arcanist!"

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Glion covered his face and laughed and sat on the ground leaning against the wall, not to mention a "Multiverse Magic Network Usage Agreement" that roughly followed the principle of equivalent exchange, even if he was willing to pay the price of his soul in exchange for normal spellcasting ability .

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After losing his spell ability and realizing the hardships, he would not hesitate to pay any price, including life and soul, for his power.

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I have carefully read and agree to the above agreement!

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Download Arcane ******** Arcane Fire!

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"Ignite the arcane fire and transfer to an arcanist!"

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"Detecting Arcanist's spiritual talent...Magic talent...Occupation level...Comprehensive judgment...Final casting talent: Standard!"

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"Arcane Spellcasting Template Generation..."

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"Looks like our city lord is crazy!"

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After breaking through the magic circle and the secret room, what the men saw was the embarrassed mage who shrank in the corner, trembling with laughter.

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"it's a pity."

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The once glorious golden master was driven insane like this.

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The man put away the long sword, stretched out his hand and grabbed it towards the mage.

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With the strength of his golden sword saint, not to mention a bronze mage with no resistance, even a silver warrior might not be able to escape.

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"Haha..." Glion raised his head and looked at the golden swordsman he had grabbed from him, laughing and extending a finger to him, laughing until he couldn't breathe.

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"Lord City Lord seems to be really crazy!"

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"If he had committed suicide just now, he might have died more happily, but now..."

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The Vice-City Lord will definitely make him unable to survive or die. Perhaps he will be mercifully granted him a death after suffering the most terrifying torture and punishment in the world.

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The subordinates who once belonged to the lord of Grey Eagle City watched from a distance and discussed each other.

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"Burning Flame Waterfall!"

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Bear! A total of six flame waterfalls crashed down, drowning the man who was caught off guard.

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Garden of Eden.

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"How do you feel?" Isabella opened her eyes and saw Adam's face close at hand.

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"Eh..." Isabella let out a sigh of relief with a complicated expression.

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After a long time, he nodded and said, "It's not bad. From today on, the magic net is the basis and method of multiverse arcanists' spellcasting."

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The power from the four elemental planes has made the magic net stronger and more mysterious, the magic system has become more perfect, and the law information of the multiverse has made Isabella deeper in the field of magic, paving the way for the future to ignite the fire of magic to obtain the field of magic.

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"Adam, it's fortunate that you immediately protected the mages of the duchy after your arrival in the New World, otherwise..."

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Isabella pointed to her head. The moment the magic net merged into the three new continents just now, she felt that many mages on Merika had suffered a lot. Not everyone had the same good luck as Glion and turned around at the last minute .

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More often, they were brutally murdered on the first day after the magic failed.

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The disaster was so **** that when the latest batch of Merika Arcanists poured into the Weave, Isabella received the power of faith, and there were still many.

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"That's a good thing." Adam said with a smile, "but you can't directly absorb the power of faith without divine fire, but you can mix them with your magical knowledge to extract divinity."

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Magical Divinity!

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***

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Durui, a traditional and important city in France, is also called Lyon in the north.

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She tore apart the territory of France in the Burning Dynasty and the Celts, and the Church of Dawn had to shrink its power to the south and become the temporary capital of France.

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Of course, now, this place has been taken over by the Griffin Empire, and the army from the Celts and the priests of the church are stationed in this city.

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Still, whenever night falls, there is some fighting in the city, from the revenge assassination of the Celts by the Frans loyalists.

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A piece of land has been run by a single church for thousands of years, enough to make a particular belief deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, not to mention the Dawn Church, which is known for its strict mind control.

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In this land, they never lacked die-hard loyalists, even after the fall of the Lord of Dawn and Order.

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The death of God made them more fearless and face death.

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Swapping death for death is a victory worthy of joy for them.

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"Looks like you're not ready to talk?"

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In the dark underground secret room of the Du Rui City Lord's Mansion, there were only two rows of torches jumping with bright and dark light, gloomy and terrifying. Shirgai folded his arms and looked down at the golden swordsman who was sent here by Galen.

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"The lackey of the sun god, I curse one day..." The descendants of Carter kicked back his words.

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Galen looked embarrassed and said to the sullen middle-aged man beside him: "Your Excellency Sergey, his mouth is very strict, and he is not willing to tell the hiding places of those mice no matter what."

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After the fall of the Lord of Dawn and Order and the defeat of Frans, this descendant of Carter broke the shackles in a turbulent mood and was successfully promoted to the legendary rank, becoming another legendary professional of the Griffin Empire.

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After many years, the blood of the French royal family once again set foot on the land of the capital of France as a victor.

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Sergey sighed and looked at the former deputy head of the Radiant Knights with pity: "You didn't take the chance yourself."

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The Execution Officer has the unique ability of alienation, and he will be punished forever in hell!

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"what"

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Galen only saw that the man who was rumored to be the founder of the Church Inquisition glanced at the deputy head on the ground, who immediately let out a shrill scream.

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But the scream stopped abruptly just as it rushed out of the opponent's throat, and it didn't even last a second.

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The Golden Sword Saint who was bound with five flowers rolled his eyes, his face was twisted, his blue veins burst out, his limbs twitched, and he was drenched in cold sweat, as if he was suffering the most terrifying pain in the world.

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And all this, just because Sergey glanced at each other!

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What a terrifying ability this is!

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Later, Galen realized that this should be Sergey's alienation ability, and it was spiritual, but it didn't affect Sergey's powerful impression in his heart at all.

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I don't know how long he can hold on. As soon as this question arose in Galen's heart, he saw the poor Golden Sword Saint's body softened and collapsed to the ground, his eyes were dull, and he was gasping for breath, like a dead fish.

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"The Mossrid Manor in the outer city of Durui, where the remnants of the Church of Dawn are hidden."

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This... so that's how you asked?

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Galen was stunned, he couldn't believe his eyes, the problem that they had not been able to solve for two days was solved with just one look!

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"Tonight you lead the army to sweep them all away."

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"Yes!" Galen remembered the address, turned around and left.

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"and many more."

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Galen looked at Sergey suspiciously: "Your Excellency Sergey, do you have any other orders?"

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Sergey walked to the table, sat down, picked up the pen and wrote quickly.

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About ten minutes later, Sergey rolled up the parchment and threw it to Galen: "This is part of the systematic method of the Church of Dawn specializing in training the alienation ability holy sword strike. I heard that it has something in common with your victory spear. ,take it."

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Galen held the parchment in his hand, and was overwhelmed by the sudden ecstasy for a long time.

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When the door to the secret room was closed, Sergey frowned and said softly to the empty corner, "Come out!"

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"Interesting alienation ability." A dark and ugly poisonous snake crawled out of the shadows in the corner, hissing with its tongue sticking out, "No wonder you are appointed as the head of the Holy Inquisition."

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"Your Highness Mammon, you have been chasing after me since I left Paradise Mountain, and even split up your will to incarnate here. Aren't you afraid of the divine radiance from my lord?"

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"Don't resist so much, Sergey. I've heard your name." The viper wandered along the beating shadows in the secret room.

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Sergey sneered: "Then you should know even more that this is the territory of the Holy Griffin Empire. If people from other forces see it, I'm afraid there will be a misunderstanding that Heavenly Mountain is teaming up with the Greedy Demon God."

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"No, no, never." The viper climbed up the table, "because no one knows you exist."

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Sergey's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he looked at the poisonous snake vigilantly.

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"Although I'm not the **** in charge of fear, I can still feel the awe, or fear, of others towards you."

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"for example?"

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The greedy demon snake coiled in front of Sergey and spit out a greasy voice: "For example, the legendary swordsman just now."

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"Let me see, you are helping the church to deal with those dirty things in the dark, but no one knows your achievements. Even if they do, they still fear you and regard you as a beast of a flood."

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Viper held his head high, looked at Sergey, and concluded, "Your obscure efforts have not paid off. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

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"You are a powerful swordsman at the peak of the legend. Glory and power are what you should enjoy, not here, a dark basement that even mice are unwilling to patronize."

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The poisonous snake rushed in front of Sergey, and its tongue almost touched the latter's nose: "You deserve better."

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"It's my honor to pay for my lord without any trouble." Sergey pursed his lips and said.

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"Giving? Dedication? Glory? Ha, these are all lies! Andrew, the **** of knights! Simon, the angel of judgment! Teresa, overview of the church affairs, just like the sun... The spokesperson of the Lord of Heaven on earth, Pope! Galleon, In charge of imperial power! How about you?"

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Viper slowed down his tone and said earnestly: "And I also heard that the Sanctuary is working hard to spread the achievements of Teresa and Garen in the Holy Griffin Empire and increase their prestige. You should know the intention of the Sanctuary?"

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"Gather beliefs." The man's difficult and deep voice echoed in the secret room.

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"That's right, now is gathering faith, and the next step is to ignite the fire of God. In terms of strength, you are not inferior to Theresa and Garonne; in terms of identity, the head of the Inquisition is no less than the Minister of War. Is it because you are walking in the dark , so you are destined to be just a mortal forever?"

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The tall and thin middle-aged man was silent.

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"I can help you." The viper looked at him with pity, the bewitching aura unique to the greedy demon spread out in the dark secret room, "I heard that there is a golden apple tree in the Garden of Eden." (To be continued.)