Why do you want to call me

"Cinderella, buy me a cup too!"

"And me, and me!"

Cinderella bowed her head and silently counted her spare money. The stepmother and older sisters would definitely not give the money, so the money still had to be paid by herself.

A glass of sorbet is four dires, three glasses is... twelve dires.

But a cup at room temperature only needs two.

Looking at the 27 dills in her hand, Cinderella suddenly had the illusion that the mystery was not so annoying.

Chapter 31 The Archbishop

At dusk, there is only a smear of twilight in the western sky, the darkness is like fangs biting the remaining light, and the sky that has been broken by the sharp teeth spews out a thick black color.

Gervasis, Coral City, platform.

There are no passengers here anymore, just like a series of heavily guarded and tightly guarded cordons.

Several groups of soldiers with sharp knives were patrolling here. Their eyes were shining brightly, their faces were calm, and there was a strong smell of blood all over their bodies.

There were no other noisy sounds on the platform, only neat, inaudible footsteps.

These are the elites who have just been dispatched from the battlefield in an emergency.

Passengers who wanted to take the steam train on the platform were all driven away by the local managers, just to meet the big shots who were about to arrive here.

In the distance, several figures walked over, and the soldiers on patrol here let them go.

They are the major nobles of Coral City, and they can be said to be a group of people who actually control the entire Coral City.

Even if it is someone sent by the king, the words here are not very easy to use, and they have to agree with each other by nodding their heads unanimously.

But the nobleman, who usually had his nostrils facing the sky, put on a smiling face today and lowered his head slightly.

All the nobles in Coral City understand that they will definitely not be able to offend the person who is coming today.

After a while, another person came, but this person and the nobles did not like each other because he was sent by the king.

In the distance, there was the characteristic roar of a steam train.

A huge vehicle engraved with mysterious runes slowly drove into the station, a white mist emerged and then quickly dissipated.

This is the product of the combination of mystery and steam trains. Ordinary trains take a day's journey, but it can arrive in less than half a day.

The bishop who got out of the car looked at this giant, feeling a little dazed.

From the imperial capital of the Ottoman Empire to a small country on the edge of the mainland, it only takes half a day.

Even though the distance between the two cities is not too far, it would be difficult for a morning star like him to cross this distance, let alone an ordinary person.

But it is this amazing instrument that can send ordinary people thousands of miles away to the other side in a short time.

This caused many unreasonable guesses in his mind.

If it develops in the future, there will be more similar machines, only need to be operated by ordinary people, and many things that warlocks can't do can be done, and some machines can even let ordinary people easily kill a warlock.

So what should the warlock do?

A warlock who has worked hard for many years can be killed by an ordinary person holding a machine, which makes everyone feel unbalanced.

This is not his alarmist talk, but it is really possible.

After all, who would have thought that such a train would appear more than ten years ago.

Soon, he put an end to this kind of conjecture. After all, the problem before him was an evil god, and the future could only be discussed later.

And his heart is still pressing on his disciple, the God of Radiance, I hope he can bless my disciple safe.

On the other side, a group of people greeted the archbishop who got off the train, and did not beg for a relationship, but only hoped that he could finish his work quickly and leave.

After all, he is the rumored strongman of Huiyue. If he is in a bad mood because of some trivial matter, and makes himself proud, the family will not even dare to fart. it is good.

But the archbishop just glanced at them, then passed by them and walked out.

Everyone with their own minds breathed a sigh of relief, and did not have any negative feelings because of the archbishop's contempt.

Only the people on the king's side were a little anxious, because the king's task was to make good friends with each other, but facing this situation, there was nothing they could do.

……

A group of people from the Holy See came to Mulin Town.

At this time, it has been completely reduced to ruins, with only a few black smoke left.

The person next to the archbishop couldn't help but feel a little shocked looking at the tragic situation here.

"Is this what the cultists did? Damn the cultists!"

He gritted his teeth, his eyes showed indignation, as if he hated himself for being powerless in the face of this scene.

The archbishop lightly raised his eyelids, neither sadness nor joy in his platinum eyes, he stretched out his hand to caress his gray beard and said.

"It's not what they did, and..."

He paused, as if he had found something in the ruins.

"There is a werewolf stench here, and there is no human breath."

The bishop beside him was stunned, as if he couldn't believe it, but the archbishop next to him couldn't lie to him, so he stepped forward to check, but a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

In the whole town, there is indeed no pure-blooded human being, and all the corpses belong to werewolves!

"This this……"

The bishop was horrified by the appearance of a foreign city in the human kingdom. Once the news was revealed, it would be nothing less than earth-shattering.

The compassion in his eyes instantly turned into disgust, and then a trace of anger appeared on his face.

Alien races have mixed into the human kingdom, and even established a town here, but the local rulers didn't find anything!

Whether they know it or not, none of them can escape!

At this moment, the aristocrats who were celebrating their escaped catastrophe had no idea that this was the last dinner in their lives.

The archbishop's eyes did not stay on the town for long, he looked towards the mountain next to the town.

Although the breath there has completely dissipated, he can still get clues from it.

"Let's go."

The archbishop ordered everyone to keep pace.

He took a step forward, and then his figure disappeared instantly. When he reappeared, he was already at the entrance of the cave halfway up the mountain.

The accompanying people also followed, looking at the cave in front of them, they couldn't help but whispered.

"Is this the land predicted by the holy bell?"

Go through the narrow corridor and come to the altar.

The Archbishop looked at the weird patterns on it, his eyes turned cold, and the whole altar turned into powder, and then disappeared somewhere.

The cave was suddenly much empty.

He walked to the middle, then sat cross-legged, holding his breath.

The bishops also surrounded the archbishop, sat down cross-legged according to a certain pattern, and then bowed their heads in prayer.

For a while, it turned out to be the same as the evil god sacrifice not long ago.

It's just that one is wearing a black robe and the other is wearing a white robe.

Chapter 32 Time Reverse

Wisps of milky white light wandered around in the void, converging into several waves, slowly undulating and swaying.

They illuminated the cavern in deep darkness, reflecting the figures of the people.

The archbishop's face was calm and unwavering, as if time had stopped passing on him.

Only his breathing flickered like a firefly, gradually becoming trance.

Several bright waves lingered beside the archbishop, and then slowly entered his body, turning into his support.

Then endless light spots emerged in the hole, filling the entire space.

"We love and live in the light."

"I hope it's not until then."

"The fire of holiness can be kindled in all hearts."

"The light will accompany you day and night."

"Light is everywhere."

"Please do not refuse."

"The Radiance is with us."

……

The chant-like mantras are connected together, with sublime holiness, praising the existence that sprinkles endless light on the earth——

Lord of Radiance.

Under the protection of the gods, they will trace the root of all this, and then pull out all the factors of instability, and return the mainland to a peaceful life, while promoting the brilliance of the gods.

And this is the mission that the Holy See has insisted on for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

The archbishop and all his people exude a warm light, which seems to be able to dispel all the darkness, leaving only a pure white land.

The archbishop in the center of the cave emitted a ray of bright light, and even the surrounding light spots could not cover up its brilliance.

This is not from the visual senses, but the mutual echo between souls, like two lighthouses on the sea in the dark.

This is the consciousness of the archbishop, and it can also be regarded as a part of the soul.

At this moment, he wants to go retrograde along the long river of time to trace everything that happened here.

And the radiance on his body is like a thin rope, ensuring that the archbishop will not lose himself in the boundless time.

He strode forward to the timeline of two days ago, struggling against the tearing pain.

However, this kind can only be limited to a small area, and if it exceeds the scope, it will be completely lost in the unknown chaos.

In this state, you will be like a ghost, invisible, untouchable, and independent of the outside world.

Invisibility means that I cannot see any pictures, even things that have already happened.

Untouchable, independent from the outside world, unable to change anything, unable to transmit any information.

However, even time has its own information.

And what he has to do is to absorb and analyze this part of the overflowing information factors, and then follow the clues, like cleaning up a messy ball of wool, find the part of the thread he wants, and sort it out.

In this way, some residual information factors can be obtained.

With this part of the information factor, the hidden person can be found out.

As for the believers under the watchful eyes of the Lord of the Twilight, the general tracing and prophecy spells will not work for him at all, and they will only get a mess of characters.

Therefore, the mouse can only be found in this way.

However, the minimum configuration is several morning star-level warlocks and a bright moon-level warlock, and a mysterious treasure with the breath of time must be matched.

This kind of thing is generally not available to a few forces.

Feeling the pain of tearing his soul, and the confusion from time, the Archbishop calmly continued to swim upstream, which was an inevitable price.

In fact, if a strong person in the Moonlight Realm is willing to search from the beginning to the end, it is not impossible to find the person who was watched by the Lord of Dusk, after all, the breath of Dusk is very recognizable.

But the continent is so vast that even if he was exhausted, he would not be able to search even a small half of the Ottoman Empire.

The archbishop doesn't know how long he has been through. In the long river of time, he can feel that a moment has passed, or it can feel that a hundred years have passed. The time unit has become a joke here.

However, his belief in the Lord of Radiance will not waver as time goes by.

After successfully clearing out what he wanted from the messy information factors, a smile appeared on the archbishop's old face.

He could start hunting out the mouse that was hiding.

Perceived along the information, it was stained with the ominous aura of the Twilight Lord, and the archbishop's sixth sense frantically warned him, as if trying to stop him.