Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

Harvey sat in front of the forum server of "Magic Brain", watching the red dots flashing on the crystal screen. Each dot represented a new member's questionnaire survey failure, and was directly rejected by the intelligent audit system he had just written.

"No... How can you fail even if you just copy the answers? Isn't the core purpose of the forum always kept at the top of the message exchange interface in the most conspicuous place? Has anyone read it carefully?"

He stood up a little annoyed and paced back and forth in the laboratory.

Okay, okay, you are a group of double-standard people in reality and on the Internet, you are one thing on the surface and another behind the scenes, right?

"It was said that there was freedom, tolerance, openness, anonymity... but in the end, the membership rights were really opened up, and most of them did not meet the forum membership standards! What's the difference between opening this right and not opening it?"

Wait! Harvey seemed to have thought of something, and quickly sat back in front of the "Magic Brain" instrument and clicked on one of the multiple-choice questions in the questionnaire survey.

Then he suddenly discovered that 90% of the new members had failed the multiple-choice question that Harvey had "smuggled in private goods".

Church priests and necromancers are generally considered unqualified to join the Spellcaster Forum...

This is simply naked occupational discrimination! Too much!

Humph! You look down on necromancers who are also spellcasters, right? Well, I will find a way to get the contact information of high-level necromancers, let a large number of necromancers in, and bully you, a bunch of hateful double-standard monsters!

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The Papal States, the City of Grace - Goris.

Bishop Tosa Ismael held a holy book inlaid with gold and gems on the surface, and walked along the circular stairs of the Grace Cathedral to the depths of the church.

The Grace Cathedral is the second most magnificent building in the City of Grace after the Glorious Cathedral. It is located in a low valley in the city of Goris. There is a huge naturally formed pit under the church.

This pit suddenly appeared after an unexpected natural disaster earthquake when the Papal States was first built. The depth can accommodate at least four wizard towers, and the diameter is about thirty feet wide. The surrounding stone walls have been reinforced by believers for many years, turning into a huge underground space.

There is no dim light here. There is a huge hole on the high dome as a skylight. At noon, the light will directly penetrate into the ground, like a beam of holy light from the kingdom of God illuminating the entire space.

As a priest at the bishop level, Tosa Ismael can directly use the flying magic to descend from above to the ground, but out of respect and fear for God, the entire Grace City prohibits anyone from using the magic to fly.

So he always walks from the church to the ground, and walks down slowly step by step along the seemingly endless circular stone steps, although he has never seriously counted how many steps he has walked.

If the most magnificent building in Goris is the Cathedral of Glory, which is a symbol of the church's piety and divinity, then the Saint's Gap, located under the Church of Grace, is the true confidential core of the church.

The headquarters of the Inquisition, the most important armed force of the church to maintain the rule of believers, was built here.

After walking up the long spiral staircase and reaching the bottom of the Saint's Gap, you can see that almost every fifty steps, there will be several judges who have awakened their blood talents standing guard. There are also many judges in the machine rooms on both sides of the stone corridor, and they live here and are ready at any time.

Many judges who are responsible for guarding, once they enter the Saint's Gap and accept the duty of guarding, will spend their lives in the dark underground, and will never have the opportunity to return to the ground to bathe in the glory of God.

This is not the first time that Ismael has come here, so no one has stopped him from moving forward, but they all stared at him silently and walked towards the deepest part of the Saint's Gap.

The bishop walked forward, passing by the living area of ​​the Inquisition, the archives of the church, the imprisonment area for pagans and degenerates... Finally, he stopped and came to the Privy District of the Agency at the end.

Only priests of the bishop level and above are qualified to enter this area. All the research and analysis of the church's divine arts and holy vessels come from here, and it is guarded by the chief judge of the Inquisition.

He stopped at the gate of the Privy District for a moment, turned left and entered a narrow corridor, and soon came to the door of a prayer room.

The gatekeeper immediately clenched his sword and knelt on one knee to salute, "Bishop Ismail!"

Ismail nodded slightly, "Is His Holiness in the prayer room now?"

The Inquisition stood up neatly and replied in a low voice: "His Holiness has been waiting for you for a long time in there..."

Ismail was refreshed when he heard the words, raised his hand to push open the door of the prayer room, and walked in.

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This secret prayer room deep in the secret area of ​​the agency is not very large. Ismael walked around a simple wooden screen standing at the door and immediately had a panoramic view of the entire scene inside.

There was no extra decoration or furniture. The floor was gray and black. At the end, a simple stone platform was built against the wall. A row of brass lamps were placed on it. The slightly swaying flames in the lamps illuminated the room and also reflected the figure of a hunchbacked old man praying on the ground in front of the stone platform.

"Your Holiness, I'm here..."

The hunchbacked old man seemed to be hard of hearing and still lay on the ground without any response. Ismael did not call him again and stood behind him calmly, waiting for his response.

After a long time, the old man's body suddenly trembled slightly, and he seemed to have come to his senses and let out a long sigh. He slowly stood up and whispered, "What time is it now?"

No mistake, one post, one content, one book, one forum!

"It's just past noon, Your Majesty."

Bishop Ismael took two steps forward, helped His Majesty the Pope up from the ground, and wiped the dust off his gray robe for him.

The Pope, who was dressed like an ordinary low-level priest, coughed a few times, raised his hand and pointed at the burning brass lamp on the stone platform, and muttered to himself: "Seven days ago, when I was praying, I found that the lamp of divine enlightenment was abnormal..."

"That's why I summoned you..."

He let go of Ismael's hand that was supporting him, and slowly walked to the lamp on the stone platform. His skinny palm slowly brushed over the flames of a row of lamps, making the originally bean-sized candle flames instantly burst into a strong golden light.

The light flashed and disappeared, and as the Pope gently put down his hand, it gradually returned to its original state.

Ismael hesitated for a moment before asking: "The Lamp of Divine Revelation has never shown any abnormality in the past hundred years, is it..."

The Pope interrupted the bishop's question with a laugh, "Are you trying to say, am I old and blurry, and am I seeing it wrong?"

He turned his head and made eye contact with the bishop, and his slightly narrowed eyes on his old and wrinkled face suddenly released a sharp light.

"I am not seeing wrong, these twelve lights represent an absolutely evil and absolutely corrupt demon..."

"Since God has given me revelation, it means that an ancient superior demon marked by my Lord has been summoned to the world..."