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It was probably because it was often looted by beastmen, or it could be some other messy things, or it could just be because Sigma was not popular in the local area.

A temple stands on the north side of the road, between Lynch and Wismond.

The stone walls of the Temple of Sigmar are covered with scratches, holes and cracks can be seen everywhere. What's worse is its dome. It's worse to hide inside on a rainy day than to be outside in the rain.

Predictably, no priest existed.

Pedestrians will only look at it with pity and indignation instead of repairing it.

No one came to worship at all.

It didn't take long for Lynch to arrive at the city gate of Wismond. Since it was daytime, the vehicle was released after a simple inspection.

Since there was nothing much to do in the town, Lynch didn't bother to wander around much.

This is not the residence of a certain knighthood. It must be said that there must be several Mohr knights in the local Mohr Temple, and the White Wolf Knight will also be wandering near the White Wolf Shrine.

This kind of temple knight is found next to every shrine.

The only specialty here is probably the wood from the forest next door, but the problem is that every village built in Duncanwald Forest has such a specialty.

The passing vehicles and traders from Middenheim and Kronburg have maintained the last bit of dignity in Wismond, which at least has relatively new residential buildings and barely passable stone walls.

Compared with Sakaar Town, Wismond has not been left out by business practitioners, but it also does not have the unique geographical advantages of Sakaar Town to develop a well-known "Son of Manavi" knighthood.

Perhaps because of the departure of the dwarves, Eugen was still immersed in sadness. As soon as he checked into the hotel, he closed himself indoors, almost like the second Tigris.

Lin Qi left the city out of boredom and took a walk around the area.

There's nothing interesting about the scenery except trees.

Lin Qi walked an unknown number of kilometers north, and the grass and trees quickly swept behind him. Half an hour later, Lin Qi saw a long mountain range stretching to the northeast.

It is probably an intermittent remnant of the Central Mountains in the west, which blocked the greenskins further north.

After climbing over the mountain, Lynch searched the valley and found only the remaining spores and a few goblin tribes.

After sending them to meet the two gods Gomao, the bored lizard man returned along the original route and returned to Wismond in the evening.

Lynch overturned his previous judgment at this time, and the Oracle mingled noisily in the tavern. When he came back, Eugen seemed to have deceived many fools.

He didn't miss Sorian at all, because he had made new friends.

The quiet time lasted until midnight, and the town was not as lively as Middenheim. People separated in twos and threes, and eventually the whole town fell into darkness.

Lynch could hear snoring everywhere. If not disturbed, mortals would have a peaceful night.

In order to let this kind of peace last, Lynch killed several groups of beastmen who tried to climb over the city wall and enter the town to sneak around while on guard.

Threats are everywhere, and Lynch also broke into several theft cases along the way. The thieves who tried to steal the sheep were thrown outside the city wall. As for whether they can return safely tomorrow, it depends on whether the god they believe in is willing to tolerate them.

At this time only the Temple of Mohr remained open to the dead.

A burst of rapid crying shook the silence. The death of mortals was so natural. Even if there were no external troubles, disease and aging would take away their vitality.

With no one watching, a light lit up in the town. Two strong men opened the door, holding self-defense equipment, and quickly rushed to the Temple of Moore on the outskirts of the city.

Lynch could sense that some mortals were awakened by the noise, but they just held their crossbows in the house alertly and glanced towards the street.

Before a disaster that can really harm them occurs, they may prefer to watch the fire from the other side.

A priest wearing a black robe and holding a black book hurriedly followed the men to the side of the deceased.

Hymns about death are sung in the silence:

"We mourn the dead. No matter how great or small they are, they have the hope that they will die at the end of their dreams and go to the deepest dream."

Regardless of his previous status, he did receive a decent burial.

Perhaps at first, Pastor Moore held burial ceremonies everywhere just to prevent the deceased from pretending to be dead. They provided blessings for every soul that was about to die or had just died. As for whether those souls could reach the kingdom of death safely.

Moore's prophets in the human world said that the soul has nothing to do with them. The soul only belongs to More. Whether he can cross the gate of the dead depends on More's will.

But Lynch knew that it didn't matter whether the soul belonged to Maul, even the god of protection of the dead had to contend with the gods of chaos.

In order to prevent the fragile mortal soul from being affected by other forces first, Lynch isolated other influences. At this time, he was closest to the deceased, and even the four gods of chaos had no time to compete with him.

Without letting Lin Qi wait any longer, a deep silhouette, deeper than darkness, fell into the world. Black crows were wandering in the night sky. They did not have blood-red evil eyes, but only calm indifference and elusive contemplation in their eyes. .

Lynch seemed to hear the sound of sand falling from the hourglass, and smelled the fragrance of roses.

An unprecedented tranquility spreads in Lynch's world, the shadows no longer show their teeth and claws, and the wind-swayed forest no longer laughs and dances like a devil.

Everything in the world calmed down and entered a peaceful dream, and the edge of the dream was death.

It's time to let go. Lynch knows this all too well.

The ignorant soul disappeared in the next moment, and the crows screamed miserably, singing lamentations under the night, echoing the singing of the priest on the ground.

It will presumably travel to the fabled Moor's Garden, where it will become one of the Black Roses.

Mortals may regard this as a beautiful destination, but Lynch knows that even death cannot bring peace to mortals. Moore's kingdom is in the supreme heaven, which is also known as the Demon Realm of Chaos.

They become just the bricks of a fortress, the walls or soldiers who fight against evil.

The breeze carrying the fragrance of flowers blew by Lynch. He seemed to want to say something, but his connection with the mortal world was a little too weak, not as good as Ulric.

Perhaps it's because Ulric still has the Holy Fire burning in the world.

The crow's cry suddenly changed, and the blood light lit up in a pair of sharp eyes.

Birds flew to the roof one after another, looking down at the lizards on the ground. It was not an illusion, they saw Lynch.

".do not go"

The power of the dream receded first, and Moore's tentacles towards the human world were driven away by more evil and vast divine power.

The crows playfully flew into the sky and circled around the town.

They didn't last long, because Lynch turned them into roasted birds.