Archbishop Nicholas originally wanted to take the 10,000-odd troops to Phoenix to plunder and replenish their supplies. However, before they even reached Phoenix, the soldiers began to fall ill.
Archbishop Nicholas didn't care too much. It was normal for soldiers to fall ill after a defeat. However, more and more soldiers fell ill, and even the mages couldn't treat them.
Archbishop Nicholas immediately became vigilant. He sent an intermediate Mage to forcefully treat the sick soldiers. Most of the soldiers recovered, but there were still some who did not. What shocked Nicholas was that one of the soldiers was killed by the Theurgy.
Being killed by the Theurgy could only mean one thing. The soldier's vitality had been depleted, and there was no room for squandering.
Archbishop Nicholas was no fool. He was so shocked that he felt a chill run down his spine.
The Pope actually used such a method! It was no wonder that the soldiers were so desperate. They were even more terrifying than fanatics when they went into battle. When his mages treated the soldiers, it was usually very easy, and they didn't even consume much divine power. He originally thought that it was because they were pious enough.
Are you trying to ruin my future by doing this, Dinicio? "
Archbishop Nicholas had a thousand schemes in his mind, but he didn't expect that the soldiers he was commanding would not live for long. The Pope had already stimulated the vitality of these people in advance. Regardless of whether he won or lost, there would only be one outcome.
"Nicholas, have you finally figured it out?" A voice sounded behind Nicholas. Nicholas turned around abruptly and saw a young man in a white robe sitting in his tent.
"Faka …"
"Nicholas, do you want to live or die?" Faka asked with a smile.
"I … want to live!"
"You're smart, Nicholas. Do you know why Dinicio schemed against you?"
Nicholas shook his head. Although he wasn't a trusted follower of the Pope, he was considered one of the forces that supported the Pope within the Vatican. He couldn't understand why Dinicio would do that. He could understand sacrificing those soldiers to increase their combat power, but why was he the scapegoat?
"You have level-nine power, right?" Faka's smile was very humble, but Nicholas could see the pride in it. A level-nine mage was not considered a powerhouse in Faka's eyes.
"You can't hide it from me, and you can't hide it from Dinicio either. After plotting against Great Emperor Charnak, the Church suffered heavy losses internally. You should be aware of how heavily injured Dinicio was. Nicholas, don't you know how he recovered so quickly? "
Faka's words exploded in Nicholas's heart.
Faka continued to verbally attack him and said, "That's right. Among the many people who died at that time, half of them were killed by Dinicio. In the following year, many people in the Vatican who were assassinated by the Magic Shooters of Alchemy City were actually killed by Dinicio. He had absorbed the life force and divine power of these people to recover so quickly. Nicholas, if you go back and are convicted, what do you think Dinisio will do to you? "
Archbishop Nicholas no longer hesitated, and knelt in front of Faka.
"Master Faka, save me!"
"Then … how are you going to thank me?" Faka smiled at Nicholas. This powerful bishop of the Vatican was now completely under his control.
"As you command, my lord!" Archbishop Nicholas was terrified to the extreme. His life force was absorbed by the Pope, which also included his soul. Moreover, with the power of the Pope, he would definitely not waste his soul. When the time came, it wouldn't be surprising if he was refined into something else.
"That's good. The five thousand prison guards are more than a hundred miles south of you. I've already trapped them in a magic formation, and they can't leave for the time being. Bring your people and kill them all. "
Nicholas shivered, but he did not refuse.
Faka continued, "Kill those five thousand people. Don't keep your more than ten thousand people and the twelve cardinals. Then, go and seek refuge with the master of Metatlin City, Salin. "
"My lord!" Nicholas shouted, and then lowered his voice and said in a trembling voice, "Then I'll …"
"Fallen, isn't it? Fallen mages were also very powerful existences. In the future, you can steal the power of believers and no longer have to worry about the feelings of the gods, right? "
"Master Faka, just kill me." Nicholas was devastated.
"What's the hurry? You know about Genaris's death, right?"
"Yes," Nicholas replied weakly.
"His Chapter of Salvation is in my hands. If you do well, I naturally have a way to return you to the embrace of God. "Faka's smile was extremely bright, but Nicholas's heart was cold.
"If you're not willing …"
"I'm willing!" Nicholas kowtowed heavily.
"Take it. There are a hundred thousand broken souls in it, enough for you to absorb the power of faith. Remember to collect the souls of the prison guards and believers you killed." Faka took out a black bead and threw it in front of Nicholas.
"Yes, my lord."
"Tell Salin that I asked you to seek refuge with him. He won't refuse. If I have anything in the future, I'll get Picasso to contact you. "
"Yes." When Nicholas raised his head again, Faka had already disappeared. Nicholas smiled bitterly. He had lived for more than seventy years in vain, but he was still so naive. He originally thought that the Golden Sword Saint was killed by the enemy in one blow, and the five thousand prison guards fled without a fight. He would be able to escape when he returned. Who knew that his life had long been in Dinicio's calculations?
Salin had originally planned to cultivate for three months, but on the sixth day, he had no choice but to leave the warehouse because someone had come looking for him.
Salin came to the second floor of the temple and saw Nicholas. The red-robed old man stood there surrounded by a group of people, looking a little desolate.
To Salin's surprise, a black divine rune appeared on the red-robed old man's forehead.
Trish and the others looked at Nicholas nervously. This old man was a level-nine expert. If he suddenly attacked Salin, the consequences would be obvious. Zola had even pulled out his longsword and stood behind Nicholas, ready to attack at any time.
Seeing Salin appear, Nicholas was stunned. Salin was younger than he had imagined. He was probably less than twenty years old. Why was the Pope in a hurry to deal with such a person?
"You're the commander of the expeditionary army, right? Why did you come to see me?" Salin asked directly.
Nicholas looked at the people surrounding him. Even if he was a level-nine expert, he wouldn't have a good ending under the siege of these people. However, he didn't know if he should let others hear Faka's words. Faka didn't mention it, so he naturally had to be more careful.
After thinking about it, Nicholas made up his mind. He took out the black bead and handed it over.
"This is the soul bead. I have fallen, and it is the source of my power. If you crush this bead, I will immediately become an ordinary person. "
Salin observed the black bead with his elemental eyes. Nicholas continued, "In this bead are the soul fragments of all the expeditionary army. A total of 125,000 people. I also killed the jailer who escaped, as well as the twelve cardinals under me. Lord Salin, can I speak to you alone? "
"Everyone here is someone I can trust. Go ahead." Salin saw that there were countless soul fragments in the black bead, and some relatively complete souls were crying out in pain.
"I'm here to seek refuge with you, Lord." Nicholas pointed at his forehead and said, "I have fallen. Although the Myers Continent is vast, I can only stay here with you."
"I don't need it." Salin refused flatly, but he was playing with the soul bead in his hand.
Only then did Nicholas know why Faka reminded him of the last sentence.
"It was Faka who asked me to come."
Salin's expression suddenly froze. Faka asked him to come, so how could he refuse?
"Okay, you can leave. What's your name?"
"Nicholas." Nicholas didn't say his surname.
"Well, Nicholas, since he asked you to come, I can't refuse. However, you have to sign a contract with me. You see, I'm only a level-six mage. Your strength is too much higher than mine. I don't feel at ease keeping you by my side. "
"It doesn't matter. Please write a scroll, Lord. I'm willing to sign a contract." Nicholas didn't care anymore. After killing twelve cardinals, he could no longer turn back. All his hopes were pinned on Faka's Chapter of Redemption. If Faka went back on his word, he still had to rely on this young mage.
This city was far stronger than he had imagined. If it continued to develop, it wouldn't be a problem to fight against a million troops.
"If all mages were like you, how could there be a Holy War?" Salin teased and began to write a scroll. Most of the people in the room had left. Shika, Neris, and Triss hadn't left.
Salin was already very familiar with writing contract scrolls. This time, his scroll was made from the skin of a Thunder Dragon. Of course, it was the level-eight Thunder Dragon from before. Even so, the scroll contract was enough to restrain anyone below level ten.
Nicholas didn't even look at it. He happily wrote his name on the scroll with blood. Suddenly, a layer of dense electric currents appeared on the scroll. The blue electric currents intertwined and flashed for a full minute before the scroll turned into ashes.
This was a contract that Salin had added the power of thunder and lightning. If Nicholas wanted to harm him in the future, he would first be bound by the power of the contract. Salin didn't believe that Nicholas' soul could resist the lightning of the Thunder Dragon.
This was a double insurance. When Nicholas attacked, he would immediately lose his power. This was much easier than crushing a Soul Bead.
"I'll give it back to you, Nicholas. Let's talk." Seeing that the contract was effective, Salin was no longer afraid of this ninth-level fallen mage. He returned the Soul Bead to Nicholas.
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