My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

After hearing the whole story, Crown's nerves immediately became tense.

The Holy See has six levels of protective formations with sufficient energy reserves. Even if he attacks now, it will take at least several days to grind them.

If he wanted to break through the defense of the magic circle in an instant, he still couldn't do it for the time being.

It may be easier when he completes the explosive growth period of his rank, but for him now, the Holy See of each church is a hard nut.

After all, the original intention of designing the protective array is to resist the impact of the evil god's troops. If the defense is not strong enough, it will not be able to withstand the wave of attacks from the evil god's minions.

As long as the energy reserves and backup array materials are sufficient, in theory, a city with a sixth-level protective array cannot be captured by non-god-level enemies.

According to Friend's account, the city of Bly was reduced to rubble and scorched earth without any news being sent to the outside world. Crown could not imagine how much power it would take to do this.

When such a situation occurs, there is only one possibility: the city will suffer a devastating blow in a very short period of time, leaving the people in the city with no time to react.

He had just advanced to Stigma Gold, and the radius of the domain was only three kilometers, which was far from being able to cover a city with his attack.

Therefore, the destruction of St. Peter's Cathedral must have been caused by an enemy with a divine level, and not a 'new god' like him who had just advanced.

Kroun breathed out gently, stabilized his mind and said:

"You said that Bly City is occupied by a burning evil humanoid creature. What is the combat effectiveness of those enemies? Have you verified it?

Also, tell me in detail what situation Tristram City is currently facing. "

The cause of the misfortune in Bly City is no longer known. What needs to be done now is to prepare for future battles.

The enemies occupying the ruins of Bly City showed extremely strong aggression, and the war was bound to spread outward from there.

Although Hamers City is far away from Bly City, preparations need to be made in advance.

In addition, the Kingdom of Faruk is now facing a serious problem. Most members of the royal family have died. Who should be the new pope and king?

How long can a king remain stable without enough force to support him?

If each diocese operates independently, a fragmented situation will not be able to cope with future threats.

Faruk's kingdom cannot be disintegrated, and he has already begun to think about using his own power to integrate other dioceses.

Flanders looked at the person next to him and said:

"Hamiti, tell me, you know the situation in Tristram best."

He turned his head and explained:

"I forgot to introduce you just now. This is Bishop Hamiti Alonso. He comes from Tristram City and is an old acquaintance of mine."

Hamiti stood up and bowed slightly:

"Bishop Crown, I have long admired your name. May the Lord of Fire illuminate your path forward."

His hair was gray but neatly combed, and there was no wrinkle in his robe.

"Sir, let me say something else first.

The monsters that appear in Bly City have a leader who can attack from dozens of kilometers away and hit flying airships.

Based on the description of the airship captain who witnessed it, we restored the enemy's portrait.

Eyewitnesses have confirmed that they are 90% similar. "

His thoughts flashed, and a roll of paper appeared in his hand. This was the portrait taken out of the space ring.

Holding the scroll in both hands, he bowed slightly and handed it out:

"Please take a look."

Is it so secretive? What kind of portrait is it? Flanders' eyes flashed, his old friend never mentioned this to him.

‘It’s just a portrait, so serious? ’

With a thought in his mind, Crown took the scroll and flicked it away.

After a long time, he sighed softly and handed the scroll into Flanders' hands:

"Archbishop, take a look too."

Flanders took the portrait, and his heart suddenly felt cold.

This is a bust of a character. Regardless of the skin color of the person in the painting and the weird patterns on his face, this 'person' looks very familiar.

We have seen each other day and night for decades, how could we not look familiar? It is clearly a portrait of the Lord of Fire, Hephaestus!

"How is it possible? Is it a coincidence?! This looks like my Lord."

His voice was low and a tremor could be heard.

Hamiti smiled bitterly and said sadly:

"I don't know if it's a coincidence or not, I just know that this monster and those little monsters have extremely strong fire resistance.

When I arrived, Tristram had already engaged the monsters. They were not very powerful. Judging from the energy fluctuations of the attacks, most of them were only second- and third-level extraordinary creatures.

Our attacks do very little damage to them, but the strange black fire burning on their bodies can cause strong corrosive damage to us.

The power of the law revealed is very much like the combination of the law of fire and the law of darkness. "

He understood Flanders's mood at this moment. It was a painful and desperate thing for a person's faith to completely collapse.

Flanders shook his head desperately: "No, it can't be true. The kingdom of the gods has not yet come. Is this a monster formed by the pollution of the thoughts of the gods?

Yes, it must be that the evil god is using people's hearts to undermine our fighting spirit. "

After he left the Kingdom of Potamia, he changed his beliefs, and the Lord of Fire was an important fulcrum in his life.

Now that others told him that this fulcrum was gone, how could he believe it, so he found a reason to comfort himself.

"The day after the incident, a high-ranking member of the royal family, Kalai Saxon, passed by Tristram. We learned from him that the Pope had communicated with our Lord a few months ago.

Our Lord ordered them to build a magic circle called "Heart of Flame". According to the gods, the magic circle can provide higher-level energy for the protection magic circle, and at the same time, it can provide a clearer anchor point to speed up the arrival of the Kingdom of God in the material world.

The craftsmen who built the magic circle were placed under house arrest after the magic circle was completed. Obviously, the royal family did not know why they did not want more people to know this good news.

Then, then the city of Bly was reduced to ashes on the night of the red moon."

Hamiti breathed a sigh of relief. This matter was of great importance. If ordinary believers knew about it, the church would probably fall apart.

So, after he came to Rhine City, he did not tell his friends immediately.

At present, it is only a guess that the gods who guided them turned into an evil god who raised the butcher knife to them, but he felt that it was not far from the truth.

Humans can be corrupted by the law of pollution, but will the gods not be corrupted?

He knew that the Kingdom of God was located in the spiritual world. If the spiritual world had become a big dye vat of polluted laws, the authenticity of this matter was still very high.

Carrying such a shocking secret, he was under great pressure. Now that the pressure was shared, his tense and helpless mood was relieved.

Although he could not solve the problem, there would be a companion when more people faced the problem, letting him know that the pressure was not just borne by him alone.

This was a very subtle feeling, and perhaps he himself did not realize it.

Hamiti continued: "We have a way to verify this matter. The next time the red moon night comes, the spirituality of the world will be unprecedentedly active, and Lord Kale can get in touch with the gods through secret methods.

However, I think we should prepare for the worst."

He looked at Flanders, who was muttering "impossible" in a daze. He looked at Crown and found that he was actually very calm.

He pursed his lips and said, "Sir, what do you think?"

Hamiti wanted to know why the other party was so calm and composed. The world's first fifth-level extraordinary person, and also the first sixth-level extraordinary person, stood at the top of the world, and should have different opinions.

"I reserve my opinion," Klauen shook his head gently. The radius of his domain is three kilometers. If he releases the Sun Spear, it is still possible to attack enemies within ten kilometers, but it is out of reach for farther.

The monster leader can attack from dozens of miles away, so he must be a god, and his strength is stronger than him.

He paused and continued, "No matter what the origin of the monster leader is, if Tristram City is his target, it will definitely not be able to defend it.

The city of Bly has become a ruin. I dare to assert that other cities in the Kingdom of Farouk will also end up in ruins when faced with such an attack.

Bishop Hamiti, you should make plans early."

Hamiti nodded and replied:

"I have discussed this matter with Archbishop Vasek. If the enemy launches a continuous attack, we must retreat.

But there are still hundreds of thousands of residents in the city, and there is no place to accommodate them.

Everything else is easy to deal with, but the food problem is a big problem now.

In the first two years after the gray fog appeared, plants grew wildly and the food yield was very high.

We used to think that the pollution law had little effect on plants, but now we know that we were really naive at that time.

Now, whether it is the food we grow or the trees and weeds in the wild, they are all beginning to mutate and develop in a bad direction.

Think about it, the water in the pond is smelly, how can the fish in it be pure? ! ”

There is also a very realistic problem that he did not mention. If the whole city is moved to another city, who will be the master in the future? No one in power is willing to have someone fall on his head and snatch the power that originally belonged to him.

"You two should discuss it carefully," Clown nodded slightly, and then said:

"Do you think there is any difference between this place and other places?"

"Of course, what I feel most deeply is that this place seems to be before the gray fog descended, no, it is even purer than that time, without a trace of pollution.

I think it should be like the night sky more than a hundred years ago, before the red moon phenomenon.

Not only that, I also feel that my tired soul is nourished, and my body and mind can relax. What kind of magic circle is this?"

At this time, Flanders muttered in his heart: "If you live here longer, you can find more benefits."

Clown smiled slightly:

"This is The magic array in my bloodline is called the "Moon Soul Spirit Light Array", which has a lasting purification effect on any pollution.

Of course, this is only one of its benefits. If you want to understand the magic of the array, you need to stay longer to have a deeper feeling. "

He paused and continued:

"If you decide to migrate, this is a good choice.

I am planning to expand Moya Castle. In the future, it will become a super city, a city of holy light.

With the Moon Soul Spirit Light Array, we can plan a large amount of fertile land and don't need to worry about food at all. "

There is no need to worry about contamination of food grown within the range of the magic array.

Not only is it pure and natural and pollution-free, but long-term consumption can also gain more benefits and can promote the improvement of extraordinary abilities faster.

The population of Hamers is still too small. Now that there are ready opportunities to grow, he must seize it.

As long as the population is 'fooled', he will have the confidence to do more things.

After advancing to Stigmata Gold, he was able to create 1,500 golden light seeds, and he decided to use them to expand the Silver Dawn.

This time, he will carefully select the members, recruit some high-level extraordinary beings, and train the remaining Tao seeds from children.

As the spiritual concentration of the world continues to increase, children's growth and development are particularly rapid, with one year equivalent to the past two or three years.

In just three to five years, he will be able to gain a team of extraordinary beings that are completely under his control.

"I will convey your invitation to the Archbishop," Hamiti bowed slightly. He did not expect that the other party would actually show kindness to them.

When Bishop Vasek advances to the fifth level, he must share the power of the other party. I wonder if the other party is aware of it.

Maybe this is the self-confidence of a sixth-level transcendent. He feels that he can definitely control the situation, he thought with a smile.

The few people communicated for a while, and Hamiti showed a hint of tiredness on his face and couldn't help but yawn.

He was very stressed these days and didn't sleep a wink for several days.

Now that my mind is relaxed, my sleepiness is like a rising tide, rushing up crazily.

Crown noticed this situation and said:

"I'll ask the butler to arrange a guest room for you. You can go and rest first."

Hamiti nodded apologetically: "Sir, I'm sorry, I'm really exhausted these days."

Crown nodded and shouted out the door: "Lord, come in and take the bishop down to rest."

The housekeeper walked out of the study and guided Hamiti to leave.

"It's not like you to take the initiative to invite them to Hamers City."

Flanders said that based on his understanding of Kroun, he was someone who was too lazy to worry about him.

If people from Tristram come here, they will have to worry a lot.

"As I said just now, I want to build a city of Holy Light, which requires a large population.

I can't wait for the Duchy's population to grow on its own. It will take too long. "

The changes in Bly City made Crown feel relaxed again. The revolution has not yet succeeded, and he still needs to work hard.

After a while, he planned to secretly find an opportunity to go to Bly City, fight the monster leader, and measure how far his true strength could reach.

Flender shook his head slightly and said sincerely:

“I believe that the influx of established foreign residents is detrimental to the stability of the duchy.

Frankly speaking, even if Vasek had no intention of fighting for power, his men would push him to that point.

Although you are a sixth-level transcendent, to manage a city, just having a big fist is not enough. "

Crown stretched out his left and right hands and used a little force to reveal the sun's holy mark:

"What if the fist was bigger?"

The pressure belonging to the gods disappeared in a flash, and Flanders fell down from the chair with a "pop".