Seeing that Marguerite had seen through the meaning of her words, Elena did not hide it anymore. She sighed softly and said faintly, "Through some clues, the Church has determined that the mastermind of the Secret Society's operation, Mr. Professor, has been lurking in Loen for at least five years. According to Professor's past style of doing things, he likes to plan before taking action. Judging from our current situation, the Church has already fallen into Professor's rhythm and has been led by him!"
"As a red-robed cardinal, I'm not sure if the Church can win this mission …"
Perhaps it was the first time that Marguerite had seen Elena express herself in such a manner. A look of shock appeared on her pretty face, but she quickly hid it and comforted Elena, "Sister Elena, I believe in the strength of Lord Abidal and Lord Jovic very much. Besides, in Loen, we still have Arbiter team captains like Captain Edward and Captain Lucas who are official Wizards. The Church's strength in Loen is completely superior!"
"Superior in strength?" A layer of mockery appeared on Elena's cold and elegant face. She said somewhat self-deprecatingly, "Strong fortresses are often breached due to internal reasons. That Mr. Professor has been lurking in Loen for such a long time. Who knows how many moles and informants have developed within the Church. The explosion of the Storm Cathedral this time was the work of moles and informants!
"Uncle Abidal and I knew that there were moles within the Loen Church several months ago, but after several rounds of internal investigations, we didn't find anything at all. You can imagine how deep these moles have been hiding …"
Marguerite still wanted to say something, but she heard screams and explosions outside the door. Then, a flying bird flew in from outside the door and hovered in mid-air in the room.
Seeing the appearance of Flying Bird, Elena's expression changed drastically. Just a second ago, she was still a little melancholy about the future, but now, she had returned to her role as a strong woman. With a light wave of her hand, she caught Flying Bird that flew into the house.
A miraculous scene appeared. Elena's slender finger tapped on the bird's forehead, and the bird actually spoke human language and shouted anxiously, "Archbishop Elena, we are being attacked. The group attacking us is well-trained and has powerful magic items in their hands. They are suspected to be the elites of the Secret Society. The person leading them is suspected to be Dark Sorcerer Bisping of the Secret Society. Archbishop Elena, please send reinforcements immediately!"
After hearing the news, she made a decision decisively. She instructed Marguerite, "Since the Secret Society knows that we are here, it's very likely that they also know that Lord Jovic is here. That's why they still dare to attack us. There's probably a level 2 official Wizard behind the scenes. Marguerite, go and find Mr. Jovic, end his meditation and come out for battle!"
"Understood!" Margaret nodded heavily. She was well aware of how dangerous the situation was. She immediately turned around and walked out of the room. Then, she rushed up the stairs of the apartment.
Seeing that Marguerite had gone to find Jovic's reinforcements, Elena did not stay idle. She immediately walked out of the door of the apartment.
Elena, Jovic, and the arbitrators who had appeared in the apartment were Abidal's biggest trump cards. They were the trump cards that Abidal was going to use when he wanted to settle the situation with Professor. God's Punisher Jovic and the elite Arbiters he brought from the New World were originally supposed to stay in the New World because of the frequent activities of some dark wizard organizations in the New World. It was Abidal who personally applied to His Holiness the Pope to secretly come to Loen to provide support. What he didn't expect was that this carefully prepared killer move was blocked at the door before it could be used.
At this time, at the periphery of the apartment, dozens of fierce Wizard Apprentices in casual clothes were attacking the apartment. The arbitrators of the Church of the Storm who were guarding the apartment had gradually stabilized their position after being caught off guard by the sudden attack. Judging from the aura of these invaders, the weakest was an intermediate Wizard Apprentice!
Behind these invaders stood a tall and mighty middle-aged Caucasian man with blue eyes. However, his left eye seemed to have been injured. This Caucasian man was looking at the battle in front of him with a faint smile. From time to time, he would condense a fireball in his hand and throw it at the arbitrators. Not to mention the arbitrators who were hit by his fireball, even the arbitrators who were grazed by the fireball screamed in agony and fell to the ground.
Just as Bisping condensed another fireball in his hand and was about to throw it, Bisping seemed to have noticed something. His heart moved, and he threw the two fireballs behind him.
The moment Bisping threw them, the two fireballs strangely merged and transformed into a fire shield, firmly covering Bisping's entire body.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! "
As soon as the fire shield formed, countless huge wind blades ruthlessly hit it, causing countless cracks to appear on the shield. It was on the verge of collapse!
"Tsk tsk tsk, Archbishop Elena, why did you launch a sneak attack the moment you attacked? Hahaha!" Before the fire shield was broken by the wind blades, Bisping retreated in a flash and mocked loudly.
"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Elena also revealed herself. She had no intention of talking trash with Bisping. She muttered an incantation and spread her two lily-white hands horizontally in front of her chest. A scepter shining with a pure white light appeared in her hands!
"A replica of the Storm Scepter?" Bisping glanced at the certificate that Elena had taken out and said with a smile, as though he wasn't afraid of the official replica of Kaman's famous magic artifact.
Elena's frosty gaze swept towards Bisping. In the next instant, she waved the scepter in her hand at Bisping. The area where Bisping was at immediately revealed a silver hexagon magic array, and Bisping appeared in the middle of the hexagon.
"Hum! Hum! "
As the scepter in Elena's hand hummed several times, Bisping, who was in the middle of the hexagon magic array, suddenly felt a huge storm tearing at his body. Countless sharp wind blades were about to pierce his body!
"Hahahaha!"
Bisping, who was in danger, did not show any fear on his face. On the contrary, he laughed wildly, and a strangely shaped dark purple spear appeared in his hand …
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