2nd of May, Rose Cross, Holy Cathedral.
The battle that happened in Briar Forest was nothing to worry about for the higher-ups of the Holy Cathedral. In most people's eyes, Rose Cross had more than 70% of the kingdom's believers. They had abundant resources and powerful soldiers. It would be a piece of cake for them to defeat the scattered soldiers of Viper Cross.
As a result, Bishop Mograine, who had full authority over this battle, was extremely relaxed. He didn't even look forward to the final battle at all. Apart from praying on time every day, his energy was basically focused on stabilizing his authority as a Cardinal Bishop. He didn't make any preparations for his possible ascension to the top in the future …
Mograine, who was 61 years old this year, had gray hair and was not tall. His eyes were always calm and dignified. Having been a Grand Cardinal for seven years, he was already considered a big shot in the decision-making circle of Rose Cross. If he won this battle, Mograine's position in the church would rise even further, and he might even reach the point where he was the sole leader.
Usually, this meant the end of a round of 'competition'.
Conflicts between factions existed even in religious organizations. Those who opposed Mograine had been suppressed in the past few years. In order to shut everyone's mouths, the only thing he needed now was a huge victory.
"Lord Mograine, the latest battle report from the frontlines."
Walking out of the simple 'meditation room', a bishop immediately came to report the news. Mograine reached out to straighten his red cardinal robe and replied, "Briefly."
"Another three groups of heretics have been wiped out. All the captains have determined that the enemy is at the end of their tether and has lost all will to fight."
"Then continue the attack according to plan." Mograine did not have much interest. He could not even be bothered to ask more questions. He only pondered for a moment before asking, "Is Rubens still stubbornly sticking to his plan?"
"The governor has been discussing the pros and cons of dealing with the undead with the other cardinals. He did not mention Roddy's name …"
"Heh, it's just a different method. Whether it's against the undead or the heretics, why would Rose Cross need an outsider? He still can't see the situation clearly. "
The bishop at the side only nodded in agreement, but did not dare to express any additional opinions. However, he was very clear that Rubens, who was about to be promoted to "Cardinal Bishop", would probably not be able to advance any further …
At this moment, Rubens was indeed feeling tremendous pressure.
Different factions did not mean that the two sides would fight each other on the battlefield, but the difference in ideas would eventually cause the conflict between the two sides to gradually increase. And at this time, because of Rubens's ascension, there was an unprecedented "dissent" within the sect.
Mograine believed that the only hindrance to the development of the church was the heathens within the kingdom, so he advocated eliminating the heathens and completely "dominating" the kingdom.
However, Rubens firmly believed that fighting against foreign enemies was the main focus of the church's development. Otherwise, Rose Cross would definitely face an unprecedented crisis.
There was an irreconcilable contradiction between these two ideas, and at the same time, it meant that the struggle between the two sides was destined to become more and more intense. Rubens introduced the name "Roddy", and tried his best to persuade the pope to rope him in and promote him. It was obvious that he was prepared to forge him into a sharp blade for Rose Cross.
However, all his efforts seemed somewhat insignificant in the face of Mograine's promotion of the war. At this point, even Rubens himself understood that after this war was won, the ideas and ideas that he promoted would probably even be abandoned by the pope due to political considerations …
And he could not do anything about it.
At this moment, the messenger pigeon flying from Eifuta to the Holy Cathedral had only flown halfway through the journey … As for the messenger on horseback, it had just left the borders of Eifuta's territory.
And in the Forest of Silence, Roddy was carrying a large pile of ropes, and was slowly climbing up a giant tree.
He bit a dagger in his mouth, and his fingers forcefully clasped the cracks on the bark of the giant tree in front of him. Silently but quickly, he reached the treetop. The base of this giant tree would require ten people to encircle it, and the treetop was more than thirty meters above the ground. At this height of more than ten stories, even if Roddy did not have acrophobia, he could not help but feel a little dizzy when he occasionally looked down.
Swinging his slightly sore arms, Roddy stood on the thick trunk of the tree. After confirming that the target he was looking for was on the treetop, he picked up the rope and felt his way over. Ten minutes later, Roddy, who had returned to his original position, activated the "Stealth Spell", and quietly began to wait.
It was the afternoon of the second of May. To Roddy, who valued every second, this kind of waiting was far more anxious than facing the strongest enemy. Fortunately, after waiting for only an hour, the target appeared in his sight.
The chirping of insects in the forest never stopped, but when a flock of giant birds approached from afar and flew towards the treetop, the surroundings were only left with their screeching and flapping of wings …
This was Roddy's target: the Pintail Sand Cone.
The wingspan of an adult Pintail Sand Cone was seven meters, and some of them even reached eight meters. This kind of bird sounded "domineering", but in fact, they looked extremely ridiculous: pointed beaks, round bodies, pointed tails, short thick legs. Rather than saying they were birds, it would be better to say they were fat ducks with their beaks pulled into the shape of a needle tube. Their bellies were white, and their bodies were striped with brown and black spots. They did not look "high-end" at all, and completely looked like some kind of inconspicuous country bumpkin that had been enlarged.
Roddy looked at these fat, silly, and noisy Pintail Sand Cone, his body remained motionless until the largest of the flock of fat birds stepped into the trap. He suddenly pulled the rope in his hand, and firmly tied the Pintail Sand Cone that was more than ten meters away into its nest!
The Pintail Sand Cone that was suddenly ambushed screeched loudly, and instantly the entire flock of birds that had just returned to their nest fled into the distance. They looked huge, but in fact, they did not have the slightest bit of courage. They did not even dare to retaliate. Roddy was not surprised at all. He strode towards the struggling giant bird, opened his skill bar, and immediately began "Taming"!
To reach a destination that was thousands of meters away in a short period of time, the speed of riding a horse or drifting along the river could not be compared to "flying". The only way that Roddy could think of was to use his "Behemoth Controller" set's special effect of "+ 50% Taming Rate on Giant Creatures" to forcibly tame the Pintail Sand Cone and fly him directly to the "Temple"!
Every "Witcher" was only allowed to send one Magical Pet into battle, but the number of Magical Pets could reach up to three. Therefore, Roddy temporarily let Nokia search for food in the river of the Silent Forest, while he rushed into the forest and tamed this Magical Beast that had been ridiculed by the players countless times …
"Taming failed!"
"Taming failed!"
"Taming failed!"
Notifications appeared again and again until the Pintail Sand Cone's screeching finally weakened. Finally, a notification popped up on the interface:
"Taming successful!"
"Soul Link" was completed in an instant. Roddy glanced at the weak attributes of the giant bird in front of him, and then looked at the lonely "Flight Acceleration" skill. He sighed that the nickname "useless" was not for nothing …
"Pet name."
"Kelda Duck." Roddy felt that the dumb look of this fellow in front of him was very similar to that of the idiot in "Pokemon", so he simply used the name. After confirming, he immediately used a dagger to cut open the rope that bound the bird, and pulled it down to the ground with a silly expression. He then put on three layers of leather clothes and carried a backpack filled with food and weapons on his back. He clumsily clung to the back of the Kelda Duck and shouted, "Take off!"
In the midst of swaying, the "Kelda Duck" carried Roddy into the sky, and then began the journey of more than 1500 kilometers …
In the eyes of the players, the Pintail Sand Cone was absolutely useless. Its attributes were low, its attack and defense were completely negligible, and its flying speed in the air was not fast either. Compared to the average speed of the eagle, which was close to 200 kilometers per hour, it was at most half the standard.
This timid and noisy fat bird seemed to have no other use other than to give experience points. However, Roddy chose it because of the only special characteristic it had …
That was the ability to continuously travel 6000 kilometers without stopping — endurance.
*****
3rd of May, Lennaz Canyon.
The usually clear sky was covered by countless dark clouds. The canyon had not seen rain for seven months, and it was about to welcome its first rain of the year.
However, just as the clouds that had been brewing for a long time were about to let the first drop of rain fall, a sudden burst of energy instantly pierced through the countless dark clouds that had been piled up.
The sound of the explosion echoed in the canyon, and eventually turned into continuous muffled thunder. A large circular hole appeared in the black sky, revealing the blue sky in the middle. Such a strange scene could only be truly felt by those standing in the deepest part of the canyon.
The mages who were chanting loudly ignored the deafening cracking sound. Their bodies were trembling because of the overdraft of their magic power, but their faces were filled with excitement and eagerness …
"Crack!"
The altar collapsed, and the seal was broken. After a dazzling purple light scattered, Goethe, who was wearing a black robe, slowly took off his hood. In the ruins that were filled with the aura of darkness, he slowly walked forward.
In his field of vision, the mages who were swaying left and right, the shattered stones, and the swirling smoke were all ignored. Goethe's trembling fingers reached forward, as if he had broken through some invisible barrier, and finally grabbed the floating "Viper's Kiss" scepter that seemed to be breathing in the shadow element.
"Buzz —"
The heads of the three vipers of different shapes were in a fighting position at the tip of the scepter. Their open mouths flashed with rays of purple light. The entire body of the scepter was covered in fine snake scales, and it felt cold to the touch. The moment Goethe held the scepter tightly, other than the whistling energy, he also felt the newly awakened …
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