The reappearance of the Divine Art of War caused the higher-ups of the three Orthodox Churches to look serious.
This was not as simple as someone breaking a taboo and breaking everyone's tacit understanding. No one would be so naive as to think that this was the personal action of a certain clergyman. If there was no instruction from a certain god behind this, how could he learn the long-lost Divine Art of War?
But which god was he serving? What kind of considerations did this god have?
Just as the three higher-ups were deep in thought, a crusader came over with a puddle of black powder.
"This is … Abyss Crystal?"
Bishop Yek recognized the origin of the black powder at a glance.
"This is the key material to construct the Abyss Portal. So this is a demon altar? Those filthy monsters intend to invade the human world from here? "
"And a powerful clergyman discovered their scheme and used the Divine Art of War to destroy the altar …"
The bishop of the Supreme True God was very good at drawing inferences from one case and had a rough idea of what had happened.
"From this, it seems that a certain god has sent his adorer to help us in secret. It seems that he is a low-key good god …"
The knight captain could not help but sigh in relief and praise.
"Tsk, tsk. This power is really enviable … This adorer was able to destroy a demon altar by himself. He is undoubtedly a powerful being. How fascinating …"
Bishop Yek's expression also relaxed. Since the Divine Art of War was used to deal with demons, it was fine. Of course, there was no need for tacit understanding when dealing with demons.
But he still opened his mouth to remind him.
"But as far as I know, the Divine Art of War is extremely difficult to cultivate. Even if it is not forbidden, not many people can learn it. This adorer is undoubtedly a genius in the Divine Art. But we have not heard anything about him before …"
"A genius with outstanding strength and mastery of powerful Divine Arts who is willing to conceal his identity and serve a secretive god. His intentions and motives may not be purely to protect the Sinless City. It is difficult to fathom …"
"He may not be an enemy, but we still have to be careful …"
As he spoke, he could not help but think of Reynolds, whom his niece talked about every day. That kid seemed to be a genius in the Divine Art who concealed his identity and served a mysterious goddess …
But when he thought about it carefully, he didn't equate Reynolds with this Blessed.
Although Reynolds was talented, it was only in the area of modifying divine spells. If he wanted to learn and use war divine spells, even the most talented person would have to spend more than ten years. Otherwise, he wouldn't even have enough faith power to cast divine spells.
This was the limit of a human being, and it was recorded in the history of the Church. Reynolds was only in his teens, so it obviously couldn't be him.
However, that kid's talent was also very good. If he was given better resources and more opportunities, he would definitely be able to achieve great things in the future. At that time, he would marry his niece and have a … no, a few super genius babies. He would then choose the cutest and most obedient one and teach it carefully from a young age …
As Bishop Yek thought about it, a kind smile appeared on his face.
"Lord Ye Ke, why are you suddenly laughing? Could it be that there's an answer to the problem? "
The knight captain asked in confusion.
"Ah, no, I just remembered something happy."
Bishop Yek quickly put away his smile and said seriously.
"What happy things?"
The bishop of the Supreme True God asked.
"My niece gave birth to … oh, no, it's nothing …"
"Ahem, let's not talk about that. Let's look around and see if there are any traces of footprints …"
Bishop Yek forcefully changed the topic and ordered his men to search the area carefully.
Unfortunately, Reynolds was a veteran, and he had accumulated a wealth of anti-reconnaissance experience when he worked with the sheriff. Of course, he wouldn't leave any clues for others, or Undine would have caught him long ago.
Thus, after a night of hard work, everyone could only return home in exhaustion.
Reynolds, on the other hand, was already fast asleep …
The next morning, Reynolds was not in a hurry to open the door. Instead, he went to the old bishop and showed him the Tyrannical Demon's heart.
"How much can this sell for?"
The old bishop looked at it carefully and shook his head.
"I'm afraid not much …"
"The most valuable thing about this thing is the dark energy in it. Mages can convert it into magic power and use it to create something like a magic core. Like the red thing on Amia's stomach, it was made using a similar method."
"But your divine spell has purified the dark energy in it … What kind of divine spell did you use?"
When Reynolds heard this, his originally raised eyebrows, widened eyes, and upturned lips all drooped down. He replied in a very aggrieved tone, "I'm sorry.
"Divine Might …"
The old bishop almost jumped up.
"Huh? Didn't I say that you can't use that trick casually? "
"I didn't use it casually. That cultist is unusually cunning and vicious. He escaped into the underground tunnel. I didn't dare to risk chasing him for fear of being ambushed, so I could only use this trick to collapse the tunnel."
Reynolds spread his hands and explained.
"No … you …"
The old bishop was speechless. He thought to himself, "With the blessing of the Divine Spell of Protection, you can even deal with the Evil God himself, and you're afraid of being ambushed by a mere cultist?
Is there something wrong with my way of teaching him? Should I encourage him more in the future? "
The old bishop could not help but reflect in his mind.
But before he could figure out how to adjust, he heard Reynolds ask:
"Then what about the heart? Find a place to bury it? Or feed it to the kittens? "
"They can only drink milk now!"
The old Archbishop said in annoyance, and then replied, "Oh, I see.
"Sacrifice this thing to the Goddess."
Offering sacrifices to the Goddess was the duty of a believer. But the Mia Cult was too poor in the past and had nothing to offer, and the Goddess was good-tempered and gentle, so she did not care much about such things.
But if there was a way, they should still make a sacrifice.
However, Reynolds still asked worriedly, "What's the matter?
"But didn't you say that the heart is worthless? If we sacrifice it to Lady Mia, she won't blame us, right? "
The old bishop explained:
"It's worthless to humans, but not to the Goddess. It's like money is useless to the Goddess, but we need it …"
"This is the heart of a high-level demon after all. It's a rare and precious thing. The Goddess should accept it, right?"
"But you'd better find something else of value and sacrifice it together. We're living a good life now thanks to the Goddess' protection, so don't make your first sacrifice too shabby."
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