Lord of Glory

The two slowly went up the mountain {///Uploaded by book friends} What was in front of them was a simple and simple monastery. Henry ignored Morris's astonishment, took a few steps forward to the closed door, and knocked gently. After three times, he took a step back and crossed his hands, lowering his head and waiting silently for a while. After a while, the door suddenly opened.

An old man who had lost an arm and was wearing a black priest's robe slowly walked out. "Henry, are you that old already? How many years has passed?" The old man raised his turbid eyes and looked at them intently. Henry, who was filled with tears, suddenly smiled and sighed with emotion.

Henry looked at the old man in front of him, excitedly stepped forward to hold his shoulders, looked at the old man up and down, holding back tears and said: "Teacher, how have you been in these decades?" "Decades? Ah, really Hurry"

The old man was a little surprised by this number. He suddenly glanced at the stunned Morris behind him and asked with a puzzled expression: "Who is this young man?" "He is my student" Henry said with a proud expression. The reporter immediately nodded his head in understanding and said with some sadness: "Haha, this guy is just as he was when I brought you here." "Yes, decades have passed in the blink of an eye."

Henry answered like this, and also signaled Maurice to come over. The latter, somewhat at a loss, approached the old man and immediately patted Maurice's arm gently, nodding his head and saying: "Not bad, not bad, you have trained well."

Henry just smiled, but the old man suddenly said: "That is, is it time for you to come to silence this time? Did you come voluntarily or were you forced?" "This is the director's order. As an executive officer, orders and Justice is the most important thing”

Henry immediately excused himself subconsciously, but the old man waved his hands impatiently: "It's an order again. These guys have no other mission except sending us to die. Now that you have joined the Silence Society, now in the society The oldest one is you. This door that I have been guarding for forty years is finally yours. **pao! Book*"

The old man with such a smile took out a bunch of keys from his arms and handed them to Henry. The latter just took the keys and suddenly looked up in shock and looked around at a dozen old men who had been standing by the door at some point and saw Henry's eyes. He immediately smiled slightly. Make a cross on the chest

"Silence will be an existence mixed between life and death. We don't have to worry about the threat of time, but we can't ascend into the arms of any god. Our end is to disappear and become nothingness. Henry, Heinrich, once you accept it After the baptism of the Silent Monastery, life and death will be meaningless to you. Protected by the true God, you will not be afraid of death. Are you willing to become a sword, a murderous sword protected only by the true God?"

An old man with gray hair and a mopping beard asked with a trembling voice. Henry knew very well the rituals and purposes of this silent monastery. He clutched the key tightly, turned his head and looked at the frightened Maurice, and walked silently. He went over and said seriously: "Things can't be explained at once. After you go back to the court, go to my bedroom and find the letter in the black box. There will be everything you need to know. Don't worry, I won't die if you do it in the future." If you are lucky enough to survive, I will wait for you at the door and hand you the key with my own hands."

After that, Henry silently glanced at the old man who turned around and immediately opened the door to the entrance and said: "Henry, come in and meet our other brothers. The ceremony is about to begin."

Ignoring Henry's attitude, they immediately filed into the shadow of the door one by one. Henry was at the end, and was about to cross the threshold in one step when Morris's firm and choking voice came over hoarsely: " Teacher, don't worry, I will definitely come and take your key." Henry, who was shocked, did not look back. He just wiped the water droplets on his face silently and stepped into the door. The door closed with a bang, just like starting all over again. It's like it's never been opened

Three months later, winter is over and spring is coming, which is when everything comes to life.

The World of Warcraft Forest on the other side is now inaccessible. It has been labeled as the Forest of the Undead. In front of the strange and gloomy forest, there is no feeling of spring at all. In front of the forest, with a cold wind blowing faintly, a man is dressed in black robes. Holding an extremely ordinary iron sword, a young man with long black hair hanging down calmly looked at the increasingly gloomy forest without saying a word, then silently stepped into it.

At this time, the Night Owl Club has reached a grand occasion that has never been the same as before. With the record of defeating a large number of executive officers of the Inquisition, and the subsequent provocative feat of destroying the borders of the Three Kingdoms, all the dark wizards or heretics in the entire continent are hiding and dare not go out. , fled here one after another, seeking refuge. The Thirteen Night Watchmen, headed by Ulysses, occupy most of the power of the Night Owls.

And because the professions and abilities possessed by each of the thirteen Night Watchmen are different, all the dark wizards who come in must first pass various tests and assessments to confirm that they are valuable and not spies, and then they are divided into the ranks of the Night Watchmen according to the abilities of the dark wizards. Naturally, as one of the elders and the most famous, Ulysses has deservedly gained a large number of followers by virtue of his undead magic that has been learned by the most people.

It is no exaggeration to say that he has become the most powerful among the Thirteen Night Watchmen and has the most followers. Not to mention the six Silent Night Owls who never leave home and the president. At this moment, all the power of the Night Owl Club has been restored. Of course, other Night Watchmen, such as Black Knight Vader, Demon Priest, etc., although there are few in number, are still valued by others for their powerful abilities.

Even the very unsophisticated dark alchemist Versailles and the black dwarf Turfu, whose combat effectiveness is not high, have gained their due status because of their indispensable abilities. The tribesmen who contacted him immediately became a powerful being second only to Ulysses, because even the most ordinary barbarian could easily defeat a well-trained warrior wearing armor.

But among the Thirteen Night Watchmen, the most embarrassing thing is that the blood mage Ivan was born mute. He found that after such a long time, there was no blood mage like him among the Thirteen Night Watchmen. He is the only one who is still alive today. alone

As for Vice-President Rodrian, the three hundred dark wizards who numbered him knew that he was just a person in name only, and at best, he was the official mage. Although he respected President Tana on the surface, he already looked down on him in his heart. But Rodrian doesn't care, because in addition to these three hundred dark wizards, there are also two thousand ordinary people at his disposal. With this, he is satisfied.

At this moment, the Night Owl Club, which has been developing for half a year, is unprecedentedly grand. The buildings that were originally only a circle around the lake have been greatly transformed. They are lined up layer by layer, like a large city. A city with the mage tower in the center of the lake as the center is like this. There are many shops built up, and all kinds of weird-style buildings are paved with stone roads, and both sides are lined with magic lights.

Members of the dark wizards and ordinary murderers gathered together like a stream of water, rushing back and forth on the road with the sound of hawking, shouting, the sound of blacksmithing in the shop, and from time to time, there was a roar and smoke of various colors, which was obviously the window opened after the experiment failed. Everyone is used to it when one or two guys with black heads and black faces poke out and gasp.

Around the city, six or seven tall mage towers stand like stars over the moon, surrounding the central mage tower. Underneath is a large number of buildings and people coming and going. If you don't pay attention to the weird atmosphere and the cold wind, , this city really has a bit of the style of the Forest of Herlit Towers.

At this moment, the man wearing a black robe and holding an iron sword silently stepped across the hidden magic circle, and the city of Ye Xiaohui appeared in front of his eyes. The tall black city wall surrounding the city immediately echoed in his ears, because he touched it. The ringing bell rang violently from the magic circle. The man slowly shook the iron sword in his hand, looked up at the looming zhōng yāng mage tower in the distance, and murmured to himself with an unwavering expression on his face: "Another one, destroying the balance. "people" (to be continued)

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