It was too slow.
Standing on the altar and looking down at the busy cultists, Black Robe's face was gloomy. He stretched out his hand and looked at the flickering flame in his palm. As if reflecting his current mood, the dark red radiance between the gaps of his palm gradually became brighter.
According to the plan, that idiot should have arrived at the City of Ruins with the captives by now. Why was there no trace of them until now? Did something happen to him? Or did he run into some trouble? That shouldn't be possible, right? That guy still had his communication spell. If he encountered any problems, he should have contacted him immediately ….
Of course, the Destruction Mage did not know that Charles, the bald Mage, wanted to contact him, but the problem was that his brain had been invaded by Nimf, so he could not use any magic at all. It was also the reason why the Destructive Mages had no idea what was happening at the campsite.
However, he had almost reached his limit.
"Pa!"
The Destruction Mage stood up and snapped his fingers. Soon, a little fiendish demon hovering in the sky flew up and respectfully knelt in front of the Destruction Mage.
"Go see what happened. What happened to that idiot."
Upon hearing the Destruction Mage's command, the Little Demon let out a low growl. Then, it spread its wings and flew into the sky. After making one round, it turned around and flew towards the mountains.
"Sorry for the trouble."
At the same time, Fangzheng also received a report from the Nimf.
"The other party seems to be suspicious. They've sent a little fiendish demon to check on the camp."
"It's not easy to stall for so long … What should I do? Should I send someone to intercept that little demon?"
"You better not do that."
As soon as Shi Dong finished speaking, the skinny old man wearing a bishop's robe shook his head with a gloomy expression.
"The little fiendish demons are summoned by the Summoner. They have a telepathic connection with each other. Once you attack, even if you kill the little fiendish demon, the little fiendish demon will not be able to escape. As long as the destructive Mage finds out, everything we've done will be in vain. "
"Then what should we do?"
Upon hearing the old man's answer, Shi Dong frowned.
"We can't just let it scout, can we? That little demon found the camp …"
"Leave it to me."
However, before Shi Dong could finish, the old man interrupted him.
"I'll deal with that little demon. That should buy us some time, but …"
The old man glanced at the sky.
"If the reinforcements haven't arrived by the time the Guiding Star appears, we'll have to take action. Once that destructive mage notices that something is amiss, things will become even more complicated … "
"Alright."
Hearing the old man's answer, Shi Dong thought about it and finally nodded helplessly.
"That's the only way. Please be careful."
"Don't worry."
In response to Shi Dong's words, a sinister smile appeared on the old man's cold face.
"I've lived longer than you. This kind of thing couldn't be easier for me."
Swoosh!
A pair of pitch-black, bat-like wings suddenly sprouted from the old man's back. At the same time, the old man's body, which was originally as tall and thin as an air-dried specimen, began to swell, and his white hair began to turn black. In the blink of an eye, the tall and thin old man who seemed to have one foot in the grave had turned into a handsome man. At this moment, the expression on his face was no longer as cold and distant as before. Instead, he had a gentle and elegant smile that made people feel as if they were bathing in the spring breeze.
The "old" bishop smiled and nodded at Fangzheng. Then, he spread his wings and rushed into the sky like a bolt of lightning.
What the hell?!
Fangzheng stared dumbfoundedly at the "old" bishop's figure in the distance. He opened his mouth wide and didn't know what to say at all. He blinked and looked at Shi Dong beside him.
Obviously, he needed an answer.
"Surprised, right?"
Shi Dong obviously enjoyed Fangzheng's reaction. He looked at Fangzheng with a smile and answered.
"Don't be fooled by Bishop Karl's serious and rigid appearance. He's a vampire count and a devout believer of the Temple."
"… There are vampires in the Temple?"
Fangzheng felt that all the novels he read before were fake.
"Of course."
In response to Fangzheng's question, Shi Dong nodded.
"The Order Temple maintains order. We welcome all like-minded members to act together with us to protect order. Regardless of race, profession, or origin. As long as you're willing to protect order and fight against Chaos, you're our friend. "
"But … Aren't vampires supposed to drink blood?"
Fangzheng couldn't understand at all.
"Of course. Ordinary vampires need blood, but a devout believer like Bishop Karl can already obtain enough power from the Holy Light, so he doesn't need blood unless it's a critical moment."
"In other words, there are a lot of vampires in the Temple?"
Wow, this Temple is really going all out.
"Of course not."
In response to Fangzheng's question, Shi Dong shook his head.
"In fact, only a small number of vampires can resist the temptation of blood to join the Temple and become one of us. Most of them can't live without the power and happiness that blood brings them. They can't abandon this evil behavior, so we only accept those who are like-minded and are willing to abandon this bad habit as our companions."
"Then … Aren't you worried that they'll say one thing and do another?"
"Of course not. When these vampires obtain power through the Holy Light, they also make a sacred oath. Once they break their oath, the Holy Light in their bodies will turn into flames and burn them to ashes. Of course, this is not limited to vampires. "
"I see …"
Hearing this, Fangzheng nodded. He finally understood what Shi Dong meant. In other words, if vampires were compared to drug addicts, then the Temple was more like a drug rehabilitation center. If there were vampires who wanted to get rid of this "addiction", the Temple would help them and become their companions. Of course, this was only limited to vampires who were willing to accept the guidance of the Holy Light of Order (Shi Dong's words). As for vampires who were still immersed in blood and power, they were also their targets.
"What about liches?"
"Liches are different."
Shi Dong's expression suddenly became serious when he mentioned this topic.
"Vampires can be forgiven because many of them were forced to become vampires, but liches are different. They voluntarily gave up their lives and transformed into immortals. Liches play with the souls of mortals and make them restless. This is absolutely not allowed, so necromancers and liches have always been our targets."
"I see …."
Hearing this, Fangzheng finally had a clear understanding of the Temple's attitude. It was obvious that the Temple did not judge who their enemies were purely based on their origins, but more on their behavior. Just like liches and necromancers, the reason why the Holy Cathedral exterminated them wasn't because of their identity, but because of their sinful ways of toying with the sleeping dead.... Hmm, thinking of this, Fangzheng decided to hide the Soul Stones of Masayir and Arthas a little deeper.... Looks like these two definitely can't be used in the main world anymore.
The vampire bishop moved quickly. It did not take long for Fangzheng and Shi Dong to see him return. But unlike before, there was a little fiendish demon following behind the old Bishop this time. But this time, the little demon did not have the cunning and ferocious look that Fangzheng had seen before. Instead, its eyes were dull, and it looked like a puppet. Well, considering that the old bishop was a vampire, Fangzheng could already guess what he had done to the little demon.
The crisis was temporarily averted, but the situation did not improve.
Time ticked by until night fell. Reinforcements finally arrived at the last moment.
However, they brought with them an even more shocking piece of news.
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