Chapter 343 Healing Wind

Before Osman became the Pope, he had been to the city of Xinsalo and had friendly exchanges with the Church of the Lord of Storms. He knew something about the situation there.

It was the second largest city in the Kingdom of Xintland and also the defensive city of the Church of the Lord of Storms.

The fifth-tier attack was not enough to break the city's defense. There must be other information that was not disclosed or discovered.

He carefully checked the documents again and found some doubts.

The city was broken without opening the strongest defense array. The dead were all distorted and had strange faces. Cardinal Eli Yas died on the city wall. When he was found, his figure was severely rotten and had a fishy smell.

He and Eli had met once. The other party was a powerful priest. If the Church of the Lord of Storms had not had a more talented priest, Eli would probably have taken over the Storm Scepter and become the Pope.

The Cardinal had the authority to open the shelter array and the sanctuary. Why didn't Eli return to the church to open the sanctuary when the city's defense was hopeless?

This is a big doubt. Either they were defeated quickly due to a sudden force majeure, or they were given some psychological hints by the enemy and missed the chance to go back, or maybe both.

But the entire city of hundreds of thousands of people all died in a similar way, which is definitely not a force that can be achieved at the fifth level.

If his guess is correct, the most powerful minions of the evil god can achieve such an effect only if they are revived.

With the current spiritual concentration in the world, it should not meet the conditions for the resurrection of the sixth-level creatures. Could it be caused by the influence of the Red Moon Night?

Osman fell into deep thought. The various churches did not know much about the evil gods themselves, because the most direct contact between the two sides was not long, only a few decades.

The information everyone knew was more about the evil god's followers. After all, every time there was a small spiritual tide fluctuation, the evil god's followers would be revived.

Because he accepted the knowledge gift from the yellow-clothed monster, he had a more comprehensive understanding of these evil gods.

His original guess was correct. The yellow-clothed monster was the clone of a certain evil god Hastur. For some reason, the evil god was sealed in a desolate world in the star realm. He could only send his clone to wander in this star field every few hundred years when the seal was weak.

The clone's thinking was very rigid. It would only give people knowledge according to a specific set of procedures. The purpose was to use this knowledge as bait to lure people who obtained the knowledge to go to the star realm to remove the seal after becoming stronger.

Unfortunately, the evil god's chaotic thinking made a mistake. The knowledge it gave, which it thought was insignificant, was far beyond the endurance of ordinary creatures.

If it weren't for a certain secret technique he obtained to deal with this mental shock, he would not be far from cognitive collapse at this moment.

Yesterday, Osman just analyzed a secret. He learned from the knowledge given by the evil god that the scarlet moon that appeared on the night of the full moon was not the original moon.

It was the reflection of a certain evil god from an unknown realm reflected in this world. The original moon of the world was blocked by him.

This evil god will come with the spiritual tide, and its spiritual light can accelerate the awakening of those sleeping evil gods.

Therefore, Osman learned a frustrating truth that the recovery speed of the gods is slower than that of the evil gods.

It is very likely that when the gods are fully revived, they will find that the world is already devastated.

Although the gods do not exist with the faith of humans, without the faith of all living beings, the gods have lost a channel to quickly replenish their consumption.

If a holy war breaks out again, relying only on the heroes in the kingdom of God, will the gods still have hope of winning? He doesn't know if humans still have a future.

But now is not the time to think about these. He knows that if he doesn't become stronger as soon as possible, when the evil gods revive in advance, most humans will die.

Sometimes, knowing more is a kind of pain. Osman is facing such a dilemma now.

He pressed his temple hard. The fall of Xinsalo means that the coastal defense line of the Kingdom of Xintland has been completely torn apart. The followers of the evil god Cthulhu will lead those deformed fishmen to invade the land in a large scale and spread fear.

If those families hold enough sacrificial ceremonies, Cthulhu's revival will be further accelerated.

The Pope came back to his senses and saw Moon still standing there, and asked, "Do you have anything else to do?"

Moon bowed his head and said, "A cardinal from the Church of the Lord of Storms came as a messenger. He said he brought greetings from His Majesty Andre Williams and wanted to meet with you.

Now, he is still waiting in the reception room of the church."

Andre is the current Pope of the Church of the Lord of Storms, and he became the Pope ten years later than Osman.

Osman understood the purpose of the messenger's visit, which was nothing more than requesting reinforcements.

He sighed and said, "You can refuse him temporarily and say that I have more urgent things to deal with. I need to think carefully about what to do."

Of course he understood the principle of lips and teeth, but he has now reached a critical moment, and he is only one step away from repairing the wound of the source of life, so he has no mind to deal with other things for the time being.

"As you say," Moon bowed and backed away.

Suddenly, Osman felt his eyes itchy. He immediately covered his eyes with his hands and said, "You should leave too. Let's put aside the nobles' troubles for now. The church is not their thugs."

Theo opened his mouth and said goodbye.

Recent events have caused a lot of turmoil in the upper class. If they are still ignored, the nobles will be more inclined to the king's line in the future.

The heavy door opened and closed, and the room fell into silence.

In the dark corner, a black-robed figure became clear from blurry. The dark guard leader Sako showed up:

"Your Majesty, the nobles' affairs are very serious. If we continue to ignore them, it will affect the majesty of the church."

Such horrific things have happened repeatedly in the seat of the Church of the Lord of Fire. They will be exaggerated by those with ulterior motives and interpreted as the church's ruling power beginning to decline. The impact will be long-term.

"Sako, the reason why the church stands firm is not because of the support of the nobles, but because of our own strength."

"Your Majesty, I understand this truth, but the situation is becoming more and more critical now, and supernatural events in various regions are emerging one after another. I am afraid that relying solely on the power of the church will not be enough."

Osman suddenly interrupted the Dark Guard Commander's speech: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"I dare not."

"I have my own sense of propriety, and you should focus more on what you should do.

According to the report, a polluted land in Porto Province was suddenly purified some time ago. Do you have any news?"

The Pope knew that this was a creature of the Star Race parasitizing there, and Hastur called it the Star Color.

The Star Color is born with a powerful pollution law. They will drain the vitality of all creatures and even land in the polluted area, and wait to grow to a certain stage before returning to the starry sky to complete the final maturity.

If the polluted land wants to be purified, it must be offset by a more powerful law, and this law must have a strong vitality.

Sarco lowered his head and said concisely: "Someone entered the polluted land and a battle broke out. An indescribable seven-color light evaporated, and then the area gradually recovered.

I think this matter is related to this person. The person is wearing golden armor and has a pair of rose-gold wings on his back.

Bishop Klauen Moya of the Rhine Diocese once showed a similar outfit. I think it is very likely that he is himself."

The polluted land is very close to the city. In order to prevent accidents, the surrounding area has been under surveillance. Investigator Anti of the Intelligence Department of the City Hall is a member of the secret guard. She got first-hand information from the scene.

"Klauen"

The Pope slowly muttered the name in his mouth and said to himself: "Is the fifth-level extraordinary so strong? I am more and more curious about what his bloodline is, or whether it is caused by a benign mutation that is hard to come by."

He paused and continued:

"Go down, I want to be alone."

"Yes."

Sarco's body blurred and disappeared on the spot.

After he sensed that the other party had left the window, Osman quickly stood up, opened the mechanism, entered the passage and came to his own secret room.

He stood in front of a mirror and removed his hand covering his eyes. In his left eye, red tentacles as thick as hair grew.

The tentacles were swaying gently, entangled with each other, like a living thing.

Using secret techniques to repair the source of life is not without cost. The abnormal death of silver-level creatures will inevitably leave some resentment. Even if he purified it several times, these emotions still exist a little.

In addition, swallowing the life source of silver creatures requires a long assimilation process. He swallowed more than 20 silver-level life sources in a short period of time, and those strange energies began to rebel in his body.

On a microscopic level, his genes were constantly torn apart, producing new mutations.

If he could not suppress this situation, gene collapse would be his best outcome.

In order to conceal this situation, Osman quietly modified the church's pollution detection array. Now it seems that the array is operating normally, but even if the evil god appears in St. Peter's Basilica, it will not sound an alarm.

The Pope looked at his left eye, which was constantly changing, and his face showed a ferocious look: "I must speed up the pace. I must repair the source of life as soon as possible. As long as I repair the source of life, I will definitely advance to the fifth level soon, and then this pollution will be suppressed.

Now let me see which lucky person can merge with me and enjoy the glory that he should not have the opportunity to enjoy."

Sacco left St. Peter's Basilica and returned to the secret base of the dark guards. He sat in the dark room and fell into deep thought.

Soon after the Pope finished his trip to the Kingdom of Ribia, his personality began to change. He often went out alone and strictly ordered him not to follow.

He found that the Pope began to distance himself from him slowly, but he couldn't think of the reason. You know, he used to be the Pope's most trusted person.

Now Saco is very panicked. He vaguely sensed that the Pope was doing something that would harm the church.

"No, I must investigate the Pope's whereabouts and make sure that his actions did not harm the church."

The Dark Guards are the sharp blades hidden in the darkness in the hands of the Pope, but they are also the sharp swords of the church.

As the leaders of the Dark Guards, they have a mission that the Pope does not know, which is to monitor the Pope to prevent a traitor who harms the interests of the church.

This is a safety left by the gods, but in the history of the Church of the Lord of Fire, this mission has never been used.

The Pope fell from the Saxon family, and the reason why the Dark Guards watched coldly was because the new Pope actively protected the interests of the church and did better than the Saxon family Pope.

Sako stood up, made up his mind, and began to prepare.

Somla led the cultists to move quickly, and their goal was to return to the depths of the Andes Mountains.

Last night, the tribe's tamed beasts detected that the evil beast queen was killed in the battle. He knew that it was meaningless to continue the attack and would definitely lose troops.

So, after receiving this message, he immediately decided to turn around and escape. It was just 12 o'clock in the middle of the night.

The enemy was too brutal, and the tribe was not strong enough to capture the enemy's city because they could not take advantage of the situation.

Fortunately, although the tribe suffered heavy losses in high-level combat power, the enemy also lost a large number of ordinary people, and the war potential decreased a lot.

When the tribe returns next time, it will definitely win.

This action was a shame for Somla, and he had to comfort himself in his heart.

Solo ran over and said:

"Great witch doctor, we have been marching for seven hours. A large number of soldiers can no longer hold on. Let's stop and rest for a while."

Somla stopped:

"Somla, my warrior, the queen of evil beasts has been killed. The enemy has flying creatures and may catch up at any time.

The sooner we enter the rugged mountainous area, the more safe we ​​can be."

"But the soldiers have begun to fall behind in large numbers."

"It is impossible for the enemy to catch up with us by sending ground troops. We can only rely on flying creatures, but low-level soldiers are not their targets, so those low-level soldiers are relatively safe.

The danger is for us high-level extraordinary people, do you understand? We can only enter the depths of the mountains before the enemy catches up with us, otherwise, you know."

Somla turned around and continued to move forward.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, Crown left Rhine City and took an airship to Zak Town.

According to Fokine's intelligence, the area where the cultists were hiding required at least two days of marching from Zak Town. He had only been away for one day and one night, and the enemy should not have arrived yet.

After arriving at Zak Town, Clown found that the cultists had not arrived. He released Fukin and ordered him to conduct reconnaissance and find out the enemy's movements.

Their departure must have been detected by the cultists. After all, the enemy has a large number of animal trainers. It is not too easy to use some flying pets to detect the target's movements.

He looked at Nick with a little worry. The other party had been silent on the airship.

Nick felt his gaze and smiled reluctantly:

"Don't worry about me, I can do my own thing."

Even without his wife, Cavendish took good care of him. Now that his father-in-law died tragically, he didn't know how to ask Fanny.

He paused and said, "I'm going to command the troops to deploy."

Clown looked at his back as he went away, shook his head and sighed helplessly. At this time, it was too pale to say anything like condolences.

He said to Del and others, "You assist Bishop Nick, and come together to visualize after the deployment is completed."

After Del and his party left, Clown returned to the church and summoned the golden wall.

[Healing Wind: 12/2000; First Order] (The unique life energy gives you the ability to release healing magic, which is better than the priests using holy power.)

This is a gray skill. He searched the church's library and found that the priests' healing magic was the only one that could form a skill.

For priests, this skill is useless. It can only awaken the wounded's own self-healing mechanism and accelerate the healing of wounds.

But in most cases, the wounded who need to be treated with holy magic must be seriously injured and have low self-healing ability, so this holy magic is the least commonly used ability of priests, so that few people practice this ability.

But for Clown, such troubles do not exist, and it is good to have an extra active ability to recover from injuries.

The fourth-order golden light spell itself gives him a strong physique far beyond the same level, plus the intermediate regeneration ability, he is no longer afraid of those ordinary injuries, but these are only passive abilities.

He used his special life energy to activate spells and began to practice healing wind.

Half an hour later, Clown finished his practice and summoned the golden wall again.

[Healing Wind: 72/2000; First Order]

He curled his lips slightly. He was dissatisfied with the progress of a fifth-order extraordinary person practicing a first-order spell. He wondered if it was because he was not injured.

Thinking of this, he stopped practicing this skill and planned to ensure half an hour of training every day in the future.

Then, he sat down cross-legged and began to visualize the Golden Light Mantra.

In the room, sometimes it was like the moonlight shining, and sometimes it was like the sun in the sky. He kept visualizing, and his proficiency in the Golden Light Mantra was slowly increasing.

There must be gains for every effort, and this feeling is always so intoxicating.

Clown was immersed in the two divine intentions, forgetting the time, and only the light flowed in his consciousness

Three hours later, Fujin initiated a dialogue request through the Golden Light Dao Seed and took the initiative to pass on a little Sunfire Liquid.

Clown placed the materials in the sea of ​​consciousness space and opened the spiritual connection between the two.

"Master, I have found the cultists, but they are moving deep in the Andes Mountains. Please instruct me on what to do next."

The enemy ran away? We agreed to a big battle, how can you run away, where is your backbone? !

Clown grinned, he was still thinking of using this war to get a good experience in healing wind, it seems that the plan has failed.

"Continue to investigate and see if they are really retreating or pretending to retreat. You will be allowed to return at dusk."

"Quack."

Since the enemy has no plans to attack at present and is far enough away from Zak Town, he entered the sanctuary to practice the Breath of the Flame Dragon and the Golden Light Mantra.

In the sanctuary, the dragon soul flew freely beside him.

Five days later.

Based on the intelligence analysis of Fukin's investigation, Clown concluded that the cultists had most likely really withdrawn.

The enemy has now completely entered the interior of the Andes Mountains and should have come to the area where the Kurud tribe originally lived.

The departure of the cultists means that Zak Town no longer needs to be defended.

He has ordered the troops to pack their bags and prepare to retreat.

The number of airships is not enough to transport all the soldiers who came to support at once. Clown will leave first, and Nick and Del will stay here temporarily. They will return only after the troops in Rhine City withdraw.

On the way back, Clown chose to fly back instead of taking the airship. This was a good opportunity to practice the flying magic, which should not be missed.

Now when he used the flying magic to fly, his speed could be described as lightning.

It took him just over an hour to fly over Rhine City. After finding the location of the Holy Fire Cathedral, he swooped down from the sky.

After landing, Clown did not look for Flanders first, but summoned the golden wall.

[Golden Light Spell: 94158/300000; Level 4]

[Breath of the Flame Dragon: 44782/120000; Level 1]

[Flying Magic: 4906/30000; Level 3]

The proficiency of the Golden Light Spell was about to reach one-third of this level, so he was quite satisfied with the increase in speed.

Now that the internal and external troubles in Rhine City have been temporarily resolved, he has the intention to set out to find the next alienated place in the kingdom.

When Clown found Flanders, he had already sat back in the office and started working.

"Why are you working so hard? You still need time to recover from your injury."

Flanders smiled bitterly: "I'm not as leisurely as you. All major affairs of the entire diocese need my signature and approval. I can't be idle."

He took out a letter and handed it over, sighing:

"The Holy See sent a secret letter, and another big thing happened. The Xinsalo Seaport of the Kingdom of Xintland fell, and the cardinal guarding the city died heroically.

In the future, the situation in Xintland will be more difficult. I don't know how long the Church of the Lord of Storms can hold on."

Crown took the letter and read the information on it word by word.

Just a dozen lines of words contain endless heaviness. A large city with hundreds of thousands of people fell, and how the enemy did it has not yet been determined.

"What do you think of this?" asked the archbishop.

Clown thought for a while and said in a deep voice:

"After the fall of Xinsalo, no other city in the Kingdom of Xintland suffered a similar fate, which means that the enemy's means should be subject to certain restrictions.

I think if a church of gods is determined to protect the land, it will definitely be able to defend it for a long time. Now it depends on their determination."

"I think differently from you. This incident is actually a world event. All churches and countries are facing the threat of evil gods.

Due to geographical reasons, the Bishop of Storm must now resist the evil gods on the front line.

If they do not get help from other churches, I think they are likely to choose to give up some areas to concentrate the population, and at the same time open up roads and fortresses to other countries to divert the fire to other places.

Although the Kingdom of Farouk is still far away from Xintland, we also need to prepare early."

Clown nodded. This situation is almost foreseeable. When the pressure from the outside world has not reached a certain critical point, intelligent creatures such as humans are unlikely to unite tightly.

However, it is useless to think too much about these things. The general trend is not easy to change.

What we need to do most now is to continuously strengthen our own strength, so that when the big waves come, we will have stronger ability and courage to face them.

"By the way, why did you come back suddenly?" Flanders asked.

"Archbishop, I have confirmed that the cultists have completely left. Now that the situation in Zak Town is stable, I will leave the airship reconnaissance troops and lead the soldiers to withdraw.

Also, I plan to leave for a few days and go to another alienated place."