The Wizard’s Immortality (Wizarding Immortal)

In the quiet house, Gruul sighed softly as he watched Ilula's figure gradually recede.

In the room, the pale white candle was quietly lit, and the burning light on it shone on Gruul's face, making his face look gloomy.

"Your Highness, is there something wrong?"

Beside him, a servant looked at Gruul's face and couldn't help but ask.

"It's okay." Gruel turned around, his face returned to normal in an instant, and he shook his head gently to indicate that he was okay.

Seeing this, the attendant beside him didn't think much, just nodded quietly, and under the leadership of the attendant, he prepared to go down to change his clothes.

After fleeing for several months, during this process, Gruul and his attendants have never been trained. Now that he has reached a safe place, it is time to take a good rest.

A little time passed quickly, and soon, it was late at night.

In the middle of the night, when everyone around was falling into a deep sleep, Irula, who had already fallen asleep, walked out of a room gently.

He walked gently outside of Gruul's room, looking at the dark room inside, and the even breathing sound coming from it, he couldn't help sighing softly, his face looked a little complicated.

"Is everything done?" A voice came from somewhere.

Illura raised her head and looked in the direction of the sound, just in time to see a figure walking from outside.

It was a tall middle-aged man, also wearing dark clothes, the mysterious mark on his face was somewhat similar to the one on Ilula's face, but it was also somewhat different.

Compared with Ilula, this person has a heavier majesty, and there is a murderous aura on his body, which is daunting.

"We have already done."

Ilula sighed softly: "A sufficient amount of crystal anther liquid, even a mammoth can be turned over, as long as you drink it, you will immediately fall into a drowsiness, at least not wake up for several days. Come."

"Good job." The middle-aged man nodded: "Leave the rest to me."

"I have informed the guards of Viruba. After a while, they will send people to search, and then naturally find Prince Gruul who is still asleep."

"After this step, the matter has nothing to do with us. We will not be infected with the blood of the royal family, and no one will know that we have been here..."

"That's good." Ilula sighed, her face still seemed a little tangled and puzzled: "It's just, Hill, are we really okay like this..."

"There is no need to have extra burdens..." The man named Hill looked at Ilula, and seemed to be able to understand the hesitation in his heart from the tangled expression of the old man: "The kingdom's war has been going on for a long enough time, We're all getting old."

"This dispute has come to a time when it has to be resolved."

He slowly stepped forward, walked to the window of the room, looked at Gruul who was sleeping quietly inside and said softly: "From the perspective of a Tamru, everything we do is for this The disputes in the kingdom of Tamlu will end soon. From the identity of a dim priest, everything we have done is also for the glory of our Lord to better spread the world. "

"His Royal Highness has promised that when he succeeds to the throne, the restrictions in the past will be lifted, allowing us to freely build churches in the kingdom and enjoy all the rights we should have."

"For whatever reason, we have a reason to do it."

At the end, he closed his eyes and folded his hands on his chest, with a calm and holy expression on his face: "For my lord Karin..."

"I understand." The expression on Ilula's face gradually became firm, looking at Hill in front of him, and followed by a gesture of prayer, all the hesitation and intolerance in his heart disappeared at this moment, leaving only a piece of piety with calm.

The faint dim light spreads on his body, and a little afterglow shines on him, setting him off like a messenger of God, which makes one can't help but raise a kind of admiration at a glance,

Feel the radiance of the Lord of Darkness.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound outside, accompanied by a thumping sound, as if someone was walking from outside.

"Someone came to pray so early?"

Listening to the sound of the bell and the clear footsteps coming from outside, the two had surprised expressions on their faces.

The church is naturally open to the outside world. It is not only open to the outside world on weekdays, but also regularly holds some activities, and even distributes food to some disaster victims in some disaster years to win over believers.

And at this moment, counting the time, it is indeed time for the church to open, but no one has come so early in normal times.

"I'll go take a look."

Standing up slightly, Irula said.

This time, in order to carry out this operation and to cover up some things, the original sacrifices here have been temporarily transferred away, and the prayers and sacrifices for the past few days are all arranged by Ilula.

"You go, I'm watching here."

Beside him, Hill said without looking back. At this moment, he was still staring at the room in front of him, at the figure lying on the head of the bed.

Looking at this scene, Ilula didn't speak, turned around and walked towards the hall outside the church.

After arriving in the hall, seeing the person who came at this moment, Ilula couldn't help but light up.

It was a very handsome young man, wearing a luxurious black robe with intricate textures of pale silver embroidered on it.

The long, supple hair hangs down casually, and in front of the young man in front of him, a unique temperament is quietly revealed, which makes people shine at a glance.

"It's a nobleman, and not an ordinary nobleman."

Looking at the young man in front of her, Ilula's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but bring a smile on her face.

For the gods above, there is no difference whether they are lowly slaves or noble nobles, and they can naturally treat them equally.

But for the sacrifice of the gods, it is impossible to do this step.

Promoting the teachings of the gods, holding events, helping the victims, and developing believers, each step requires a lot of money.

Although they are treated equally on the surface, in reality, compared to ordinary commoners, noble believers who can donate a lot and can provide various kinds of help are of course more important.

Looking at the young man walking slowly in front of her, Ilula had a kind smile on her face, holding a dark gray badge in her hand, and walked straight forward: "Hello, may I help you? ?"

"Hello." The young man looked polite, with a gentle smile on his face: "Excuse me for disturbing me, it's my first time here, may I take a look around here?"

"Of course." Ilula nodded with a smile on her face: "In fact, if you don't mind, I can introduce it to you personally."

"Then I'll trouble you." Adil smiled, looking very interested.

Of course, this is not actually pretending.

When he came to this world, it was the first time he walked into the church of a god. If he said that he was not interested, it would be a complete lie.

Therefore, he came here early in the morning. On the one hand, he came to see if the group of people was still here yesterday, and on the other hand, he was very interested in this church.

Thinking of all kinds of thoughts in his heart, after a while, he looked at Irula in front of him, and his eyes gradually became deeper.

"Strong!"

Looking at Irula in front of him, this idea first appeared in Adiel's mind.

Due to the situation at the moment, he couldn't see how much power Illura was in front of him.

This is also due to the particularity of sacrifice.

As the sacrifice of the gods, the power of the sacrifice comes from the gods and has great concealment. It is difficult to determine how much power a priest has before he really takes action.

However, although it could not be seen as true, Adil could feel that in front of Ilula, there was a steady stream of enormous power that could not be cut off at all, and Adil brought a sense of danger.

"It is roughly equivalent to the peak of the Great Knight. As a sacrifice, it may be weaker in actual combat, but in this church, the strength may be stronger."

Feeling the sense of danger that the other party brought to him, Adil's smile remained unchanged, and he thought quietly in his heart.

The peak of the Great Knight, converted into the power of this world, is the peak of the Bronze Knight, which is already a very strong force.

The father of Adil's body, the strongest of a traditional knight family, is nothing more than a bronze knight.

"For such a powerful priest, he didn't do well in those large parishes in China, but he came to the remote town of Viruba..."

Looking at the back of Irula in front of him, Adil shook his head secretly: "And this familiar power..."

On the other side, Adil felt a very familiar power, which he had experienced many times in a certain world.

The power of the soul.

At this moment, flowing through Ilula, it is the power of the soul that Adil has felt many times in the foggy world.

It's just that compared to the power of the soul that the world simply uses to sign the blood pact and strengthen the pact of beasts, the power of the soul in the body of the sacrifice in front of him is more pure, and it has a strong mark on it, laying on the opponent's body. deeply imprinted.

This discovery made Adier feel a little thoughtful.

They walked in the church and soon came to both sides of the hall.

On both sides of the hall, huge murals are displayed around, giving people an extremely shocking sense of viewing.

At the very beginning of the mural, a short man is holding a small baby, caring for it carefully.

"This is?"

Looking at the mural in front of him, Adil stood still, seemingly a little surprised.

"This is the birth moment of the great god, the Lord of Darkness." Quietly made a prayer, and Illura said with a kind smile on his face.

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