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Winter seriously started to set up the altar according to the runes and blueprints given by Salin. Salin had seen very advanced altars. This altar was completely based on the blueprint of the altar where the Infant of God was located in the underwater temple.
However, the materials used by Salin were very ordinary, and this altar was just a camouflage. To really simulate nature magic and carry out judgment on the followers of the God of Light, he still needed Neris's help.
In the Fallen Purgatory, Neris's avatar was still on the altar, constantly absorbing the power of the Infant of God. She could already control the Fallen Shackles to attack and fight in the Fallen Purgatory.
This altar was just a way to hide the door to the Fallen Purgatory, trying to find a way to lure the Chief Inquisitor to enter.
If he did not enter the Fallen Purgatory, Salin dared not say that he had any confidence against this level-ten mage. The lesson that Van Gogh had taught him was very profound. A level-nine mage, relying on the power of his equipment, had resisted the attack of his family emblem.
The old mage behind him seemed to be much stronger than Van Gogh. Each of those golden-armored knights had at least the strength of a Sacred Swordsman. Salin could even feel that the equipment between the golden-armored knights had a strange energy connection. If his judgment was not wrong, the combined skills of these golden-armored knights would multiply their attack power by many times.
Winter told Salin that such equipment and attack methods were very common in the Divine Kingdom's Knights. Although the Divine Kingdom's Knights were destroyed, the Holy See could completely concentrate its strength and form similar combat units.
In Salin's eyes, the strength of the twelve young mages was also close to that of Nicholas before the fall. Their combat ability might be slightly weaker, but under the command of the old mage, such a weakness was negligible.
The demons and elemental creatures worked until midnight before the construction of a huge altar was completed. Every corner of the altar was inscribed with the runes of the Goddess of Nature. Runes were different from divine texts. They could be used even without faith. With the addition of the power of faith, it could be activated.
Every God's Divine Incantation had such a substitute, because it took a process for a being to completely believe in a God. In the process of preaching, there would be some false believers. These false believers would also need the power of the gods. Most gods would choose to tolerate the false believers until they were completely exposed. Only then would they choose to judge them.
For gods, preaching was a very important thing, and it didn't matter even if someone took advantage of it. As long as their faith could be spread, most gods didn't care if their believers were pure or not.
Just like in the Vatican, there were very kind mages, but there were also those who hid evil.
On the altar surrounded by mountains, a total of sixteen mages were thrown on it, tied up with ropes, and all kinds of abilities were blocked by magic.
The altar was completed, and a long table was placed above it. Salin and the others sat in the back, while the demons surrounded and guarded the altar. The two hundred demons were given elven alchemy crossbows, and two of the Greater Demons were given Spears of Hocine.
The equipment that Salin had made on the spot was much more powerful than the alchemy crossbows. The limit that these two Greater Demons could cast was equivalent to the peak of level-seven among human mages.
In fact, it didn't matter even if it was a level-four spell. What Salin valued was the super long attack range of Hocine's Spear. When the enemy was fleeing, Hocine's Spear would definitely be a fatal thing. The two Greater Demons had strong mental power and could lock onto enemies of the same rank as them.
A level-one icicle could pierce rocks, and a level-seven spell was enough to penetrate any equipment without magic defense.
Neris was not the incarnation of a demon god, but had changed into her usual appearance. Her appearance was exactly the same as that of the goddess Myers. Dong saw it, but didn't dare to ask. He really didn't want to provoke this demon.
Neris came in front of the sixteen mages, counted them one by one with her fingers, then smiled and said: "There are only twelve pillars of judgment, drag four down first and behead them."
Immediately, eight demons rushed up from under the altar and dragged four mages down. The four mages struggled, but couldn't make a sound. The demons simply cut four big holes in the ground with their axes and halberds, then buried the four mages.
Neris stood at the edge of the altar, looked at the four buried mages with only their heads exposed, and said with a smile: "Cut them down later, this altar still needs their blood."
After Dong finished arranging the runes on the altar, he found that the power of faith in the greenstone was almost exhausted. In his heart, he also admired Salin's calculation ability. ,
This kind of calculation ability was completely cultivated, and needed to be trained continuously. The process was extremely boring. There were also calculation skills among mages, and there were no more than ten in the entire Holy See who could reach Salin's level.
Neris came to Salin's side and asked: "Master, can we start?"
Salin's Elemental Eye was also searching for the target in a straight line, and with the mountains in the way, he couldn't find the specific location of the pursuers. But it was still easy to attract the pursuers, so he nodded and said: "Let Dong take charge, and give him a hundred demons as members of the knight order."
Neris nodded reluctantly, walked down the altar, and let the hundred demons return to the Demon God Purgatory, then chose a hundred demons for Dong who had trained for a short time.
The demons in the Demon God Purgatory were all elites. They might be useless against a level-ten powerhouse, but against a level-nine professional, their huge numbers would transform into a decisive force that could change the outcome of the battle.
Neris was not willing to use them like this, so the demons given to Dong were all relatively low-level.
Dong didn't care, letting a hundred demons follow him, he could barely be considered a leader. It wasn't difficult to form a knight order, the difficult part was to promote the faith of the knight order. Demons had no faith, and Dong didn't need his subordinates to believe in anything.
His mission was to kill all enemies of the Druidic Order.
The soldiers of the Demonic Plane didn't ride warhorses. When the tall demons ran, they were even faster than warhorses, and they weren't restricted by the terrain. Even if it was ice or burning ground, the demons could rush over it in one breath.
The eight demons were still waiting for Neris's orders, but Neris waved her hand, and four axes and halberds swung up, and the four heads of the mages buried in the ground rolled to the side, blood spurting more than ten meters high.
Neris turned back to Dong and said: "Then, let the trial begin."
Four beams of blood flew into the sky, and the souls of the slain mages also rushed into the air. But around the altar of the Goddess of Nature, even if the believers of the God of Light died, their souls couldn't enter the Kingdom of Heaven, and could only mourn around the altar.
The entire altar emitted a faint green light, and the souls of the four mages rushed left and right, but couldn't escape the coverage of the natural light. The God of Light's faith was too exclusive. Even in the nourishing energy of the natural light, the four believers of the God of Light still felt intense pain.
The pain directly affecting the souls was unbearable. The four mages' cries spread out, and in the camp more than ten miles away, the Chief Inquisitor, who had fallen asleep, suddenly sat up.
There was finally a trace of anger on his face.
Sarin was using the most direct method to provoke him. He was forcing him to fight!
Desecrating the souls of the mages and preventing them from entering the Kingdom of Heaven, this was something that the Chief Inquisitor could no longer tolerate. This was because the twelve Arbiters were also alarmed. These ninth-level mages gathered around the Chief Inquisitor, waiting for his orders.
"You all smell the scent of evil, right?" The Chief Inquisitor's voice was still calm, but the twelve Arbiters could feel that the body under the Chief Inquisitor's black robe had become as hard as metal. This was a sign that the Chief Inquisitor was about to make a move.
"Although our goal is to unify the entire plane, we must be patient and have a plan. However, I cannot tolerate this kind of humiliation. Let the knights rise and prepare for battle. "
The first Arbiter asked, "Sir, should we distribute the potions?"
The Chief Inquisitor nodded. "Distribute them. Tell the knights that they will enter the Kingdom of Heaven."
The twelve Arbiters distributed the potions. The Chief Inquisitor walked out of the tent, flew into the air, and looked into the distance. In the mountains more than ten miles away, a green light shot up into the sky. Within the light, the wailing souls came from the four pious mages.
The Chief Inquisitor had a little bit of respect for these four mages. At this moment, as long as they chose to fall and betray their god, the pain would stop.
Sarin, who was on the altar, looked at the pained souls in the sky and understood this. What he felt was not respect, but a trace of coldness. These humans, for the sake of their faith, could actually endure such a degree of pain.
This was the complete dedication of their souls to God, and they no longer had any sense of self. Even if their souls were thrown into purgatory and tortured for thousands of years, these mages would not betray their faith. Were there many people like this in the Holy See?
A mere Level 15 deity could turn a person into such a state. If the Goddess of Nature really resurrected, could he control the situation?
Neris returned to Sarin's side. She knew how Sarin felt, so she whispered a word in Sarin's ear — purification.
Sarin nodded, indicating that he understood. However, after purification, a part of the soul would be lost. This involved the study of the soul, and Sarin had yet to learn the basics. He did not know if this part of the soul that was lost could never be recovered. If that was the case, he would not be able to save anyone.
Perhaps the only way to prevent this situation from happening was to kill all the gods? However, things like the Black Satan that were born from nature, weren't they also hidden deep in the hearts of humans?
Did he have to kill all humans as well?
Sarin had never felt so lost since he became a mage.
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