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The priest with black hair and eyes was walking on the steps leading to the basement.

This is a very huge basement, and no dungeon in the royal palace can compare with it. This place is breathable, dry, and very bright. The dense light source around it comes from the ever-bright lamps made by craftsmen with supernatural powers. Each one is worth thousands of gold. Under the illumination of this expensive light, visitors can clearly see the exquisite reliefs on the surrounding walls. The columns, walls and ceilings are engraved with biblical contents. Its exquisiteness and beauty are difficult to express in words.

Noah, the Favored One of God, walked down the last step, and the top of his head was probably less than one-tenth of the way up the pillar. Judging from the comparison between people and buildings, this basement is like an underground cathedral - the "cathedral" here is a proper noun, specifically referring to the cathedral in the holy city of Alinggu. Kings and popes were crowned there, and thousands of guests, choirs, honor guards, etc. could not fill that majestic church. The appearance of such a high, no, such deep church underground is undoubtedly a surprising thing.

The most surprising thing is that this underground church is not well known.

Noah walked deeper into the underground church. There were no attendants here, but it was not empty either. In the center of the church, where the shrine should be, there were ten priests kneeling there with something as the center of the circle. They lowered their heads in a standard prayer posture and murmured scriptures.

It is not uncommon for priests to pray. Priests born in Alinggu like to chant sutras around the statues of gods. However, the people kneeling here are not ordinary priests. They wear a white gown over their black priestly robes, with a bright red shawl on top, and each of them has a red square hat on his head. This red dress means "willing to shed blood for the Lord" and is the standard dress of the cardinal.

Commonly known as Cardinal, as a candidate for the Pope, there are only less than thirty people in the entire Armonan, and they are enough big shots to shock a whole county.

Had Denis, Abbot of Thebes, been here, he would have discovered that the previous occupant of the position he had succeeded, the abbot and cardinal who had been removed for some reason, was here. These great men prostrated themselves humbly before "that thing," and even the most cunning people were now filled with heartfelt piety. The priest in black was undoubtedly a minor figure among these people, but with a calm expression on his face, he walked behind the circle of cardinals as if strolling in a court.

Noah's hands were holding something loosely in front of him, just like the Virgin holding the Son in the statue. His body and the things in his arms were wrapped in a thick layer of felt. This was not surprising, after all, it was extremely cold here. The strange thing is that his gentle footsteps echoed in the empty underground church until he reached the cardinals, but they still closed their eyes and prayed, not noticing his arrival at all.

The God's Favored stopped at their encirclement.

Looking down from above, this circle of cardinals kneels evenly on a circle. There are many complex lines and words in the circle. The dark red characters exude an old bloody smell. There is a ball of hair in the center of this circle that is two people high, like a huge haystack.

Noah bent down and whispered in the ear of a bishop: "Will you please give way?"

The bishop blinked blankly and stepped aside as if sleepwalking.

The halo that was invisible to the naked eye flashed away, and the haystack creature moved slowly. Noah lowered his head, lifted the felt and put the things in his arms on the ground. At this time, the baby-sized thing revealed its true identity in Lushan: seven cages with seven mice in them. Every mouse is extremely ugly. Some have tumors on their fur, some have half of their bodies rotten, some are abnormally fat, and some have scales growing from their bare parts... It can be said that they can only be barely seen. Once they were rats, probably only the person who turned them into this would know they came from the same litter.

The "haystack" is slowly expanding and shrinking, like a breathing lung. The favored one looked at it, made the sign of the cross on his chest with one hand, and said, "Praise the light."

He drew his dagger.

He walked into the magic circle, put one hand on the felt, walked around it, and stopped at the place where the hair was the sparsest. The dagger plunged into the "haystack" and slashed downward with force. Noah used both hands, and his movements were quite jerky. At first glance, it seemed that he was not a person who was good at using daggers. It took him a while to cut out a small piece of bloody flesh.

The "haystack" began to bleed.

Noah held the piece of meat and licked off the dagger and the blood on the back of his hand. He walked back to the rat cage, and the seven rats began banging against the iron cage, their eyes red.

"Don't worry." Noah whispered, cutting off a small piece of meat and throwing it into the enlarged mouse cage.

The big rat devoured the meat in one gulp and greedily licked the blood on the cage. The God's Favorite watched patiently as it ran around excitedly, then exploded into a ball of minced meat.

The other six rats ran around in the cage crazily, eating up all the flesh and blood that had been blown into their own cages. Noah thoughtfully lifted the big rat's cage above their heads and let the remaining pieces of meat fall out. A mouse fell over as it ate, blood pouring from its features. Noah took out the dead rat, chopped it into pieces, and repeated what he had just done.

Feed dead mice, feed pieces of meat, then feed dead mice... In the end, one mouse survived. There was no joy or sadness on Noah's face. He raised the cage and looked at the scaly animals inside with fishy yellow saliva dripping from their mouths. He nodded with satisfaction.

He stood up and looked back at the living haystack. The bleeding wound had healed, leaving only blood stains stuck to its dirty hair. Its rise and fall became more and more pronounced, like an animal waking up from hibernation. The matted fur moved, revealing a pair of curved horns hidden in it.

"Go back," Noah said to the cardinal.

The cardinal who stayed outside the circle returned to his position. After a few breaths, the horned haystacks became undulating and gentle again, and finally everything returned to calm. Noah watched it until the underground church looked the same as when he came.

Pitiful. he thought unsympathetically.

My suffering God, he thought, please bear with me a little longer. Soon the earth will be flooded with human blood.

And you will come down from this miserable throne.

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In a remote town in Samelo County, a group of people were huddled in a dilapidated wooden shed.

This group of people were dressed in gorgeous clothes, whether it was armor, robes or the badges on their bodies, which made them incompatible with this shabby place. Many people looked disgusted and stayed in this musty-smelling place on pins and needles.

"I don't understand!" a bearded knight in armor shouted explosively, "Why can't we fight out openly?"

"With our team of several hundred people?" his companion said coolly.

"There are more than a few hundred of us!" the knight shouted, "that stupid count drove out all the nobles! We can unite these nobles to fight against the unjust and helpless civilian army..."

"An army with tens of thousands of people and repelled two beast tides with less than one-tenth of the loss." His companion sneered. "And the number of people in that team is still increasing. There is also a reserve army. As soon as they pick up weapons, they will fight back." You can go to the battlefield."

"Where are the nobles?" the knight asked again, "Laurien, don't the remaining nobles want to overthrow Anna Sullivan?"

"Most of the nobles have left the Wengaro defense line." Former knight Laurian said gloomily, "The rest chose to surrender to Count Anna."

"Damn weakling!" the knight said angrily, "Are there no other reliable people? Where is the Holy See? They promised!"

"If there had been, we wouldn't have been reduced to hiding in a place like this." Someone else said.

"Who are you from?" The bearded man said angrily, "His Royal Highness Ronald will be ashamed of you!"

The room fell into silence, and then endless accusations broke out.

The people here are the remnants of Prince Ronald, the remnants after the Black Beast Rebellion failed and Derek led the barbarian leaders and the monastery to rebel. They were divided, surrounded and suppressed, and experienced all kinds of unfortunate things. The team that had become a disorganized team had changed from a force of one party to a chess piece, and then to a useless piece that was not valued by all parties. The surprise that brought everything crashing down was not Prince Ronald's failure, but his disappearance.

Prince Ronald never joined them again, and all the back-up plans that only worked with him became a joke.

"That's enough." A female voice said.

After the female alpha named Heidi spoke, everyone fell silent. This middle-aged man with a solemn expression is Prince Ronald's chief knight and deputy leader of the Glory Knights. He is the well-deserved leader of the remaining group of people.

"I didn't call you here to listen to your quarrel." She said coldly, "There is only one thing I want to say: starting tomorrow, our final operation against Wenjialuo will begin. Regardless of the success of this operation Or not, we all have to leave the Bunkara border.”

The others looked at each other in shock at the sudden news, not knowing what to say. Former knight Laurian said cautiously: "Is it too early? Our preparations may be insufficient..."

"Morning? How late do you think it is appropriate to delay it?" Heidi glanced at him, "Use your brain, Anna Sullivan has already established a firm foothold, her border army is impregnable, and the household registration system is so complete that it is impossible to place people. The Evangelical Church is squeezing the Orthodox Church - our nominal ally - out of Bungalow, and God knows how those robed men are not reacting to this. Not to mention whether any of us would dare to stand up to that kind of person. Weapons that destroy purple cypress trees, and speaking of intelligence, if we are better than them, do we need to hide in Samero?"

Everyone stopped talking.

"This is our last chance in Wengaro." Heidi sighed and stood up. "I'm afraid it's also the last support the Holy See will give us."

She made a gesture, and several soldiers brought in a huge cage. It was the carcass of some animal, with something like scales growing out of the bald spots. Something was squirming in the animal's belly.