The sky was gloomy, and the turbulent wind blew from the plain, wrapped in the cold air that had not yet completely receded into the city. Under the dim skylight, King Wilson II of the Holy Glory Empire, was standing on the terrace on the top floor of the temple, but was particularly happy.

This time he hopes to use this turmoil and completely overturn the foundation of the church, and then the empire can completely control the entire empire and gain real power.

However, at the same time, the Pope, who was standing at the top of the Royal Capital Temple, was also looking down at the entire territory of the Royal Capital, and his face was uncertain.

More and more rumors are circulating between cities and villages. The content of the rumors is particularly uneasy. Some say that a terrible disaster broke out in the southeast, some say that it was a plague, some say that the church forces have suffered a crushing defeat by inexplicable forces, and important cities and strongholds have been lost one after another, and all kinds of news are in chaos. Even the information obtained by the king is not accurate, and they cannot obtain accurate information from the south - and this is the most uneasy point.

The temple terrace has a wide view, overlooking the entire city and the vast plains outside the city. The slightly thin Pope wore a warm thick coat and leaned on a cane to look into the distance in the cold wind. His gaze first swept across the hills and woods in the south. Not long ago, a team of rangers from other places passed by the edge of the capital and headed all the way to the south. The team was led by an elf ranger who did not explain their mission or destination. This was a very common elf ranger team.

Such elves are very common.

But judging from the well-trained performance of that team and their direction of progress, it is not difficult for the Pope to guess that their actions may be related to changes in the situation in the south in recent times.

His eyes moved along the hills and plains, and the shimmering moat entered his sight, followed by the hazy wall between the continuous mountains and mountains in the distance. The towering wall was still shrouded in a layer of magic shields. The mountains and the walls locked all the sights that were peeping at the capital.

Since the problem broke out in the south, the land closed its doors - of course, its physical "gate" will still be open every once in a while. It can be said that this is the shield of the royal capital. This magic defense system is very common in the empire. Nearby countries such as the Frost Moon Empire have such magic barriers.

Now almost all the lifelines of the empire's economic lifeline are firmly controlled by the church. The pope knew very clearly that if there was a problem with the church, it was very likely that the entire empire would be subject to great turmoil.

He looked at the direction of the tall city wall in a daze. The vision at the domain level allowed him to vaguely see the city wall and the moat without using magic. In this daze, he suddenly saw a scene that shakes his mind. At first, he thought he had read it wrong, but soon, he clearly confirmed through his eyes what he saw.

A large number of violent deformed monsters were wandering outside the city, but most of them were scattered and did not directly attack the city wall. Because the distance was too far, the soldiers on the city wall seemed to have not noticed it.

At this time, the urban areas inside and outside the city were still bustling and lively. The arrival of the next church's God's Day and the drizzle in the past few days made people see the signs of a good harvest this year. The king capital opened the trade market in advance. The wealthy residents of the king capital held many celebrations in various urban areas. Even the poorer civilians in the outer city participated in the celebrations. The lively and prosperous scene seemed to completely cover up the haze that was about to be shrouded in the empire, the inexplicable battles in the southern region, and the loss of contact in various regions. All these unsettling things were blocked by the superficial celebrations.

However, deep in the capital and in the temple, the real leaders of this country had already smelled the turbulent atmosphere from the air.

In the temple, a study room covered with dark blue velvet, the Pope had returned to the study room at this time, sitting upright behind the desk, standing next to him, and opposite the two were an apostle wearing a holy robe and white hair and beard. The old apostle was reporting the situation with guilt: "... The Lord of the Ice Apostle has returned, but only 10 members of the Knights of the Holy Light, and the Holy Lights believers in the attacked areas of the Empire along the way have already..."

The pope asked, "Where are they now?"

"The Apostle of Ice has arrived in the city, and the members of the Knights of the Holy Light have been protected outside the city and gradually entered the city."

After a brief silence, the Pope nodded: "Okay, thank you for your hard work, let the Apostle of Ice come to see me later!"

"You can arrange the defenses in the city as appropriate. You can leave first... I'm a little tired!"

"Then, let me handle this matter!" The old man bowed slightly, stroked his chest with his hands, and said impeccably, "Please rest with peace of mind, Your Excellency Pope."

The power of the Holy Light Church has contracted inward on a large scale, preserving its own vitality as much as possible.

Since the southeastern collapsed in a straight line, the church seemed to know that the sudden appearance of the enemies was very powerful, so it simply gave up the power of the periphery and concentrated all in the capital.

At this time, all the combat power below the church's domain level has shrunk, and only the combat power at the domain level is often sent out, that is, to put out the fire.

At the same time, the occupied area.

Praying to the gods seems to be less effective.

In the wilderness of the southeast plains of the Holy Glory Empire, Lulink trek through the soil and gravel in deep and shallow.

His cloak of holy light was already ragged, with only a few strands of rag remaining on the buckles on his shoulders. The light armor was mottled and cracked, and was covered with the vicissitudes of life after several fierce battles. The injuries he suffered a few days ago have not healed, and was reminding their existence with a subtle and sharp sting. However, Lulink still did not stop and was still moving forward in the wilderness.

Because he didn't know where the enemy had spread, and how far those monsters could chase them.

After wading through a stream, Lulink stopped. He looked up at the sun, distinguished his direction, then took out a small inscription of holy light from his arms, and began to pray for the gods he believed in to pray for the blessing and recovery of his spirit and body.

However, this prayer has little effect.

It seems that the fatigue and pain accumulated over the past few days have exceeded the limit of the priest's healing.

Lulink sighed, put away the small inscription, and then looked around.

There is no people nearby. In fact, he has not encountered any trace of humans for so many days.

He was indeed deliberately avoiding places where people live because he was worried that people's places would be polluted by that kind of monster, but he had never encountered any businessmen or travelers along the way... This was either a pure coincidence or a more terrifying reason.

Lulink shook his head and threw those too bad associations out of his mind. He knew he had a long way to go and could not scare himself before he arrived at his destination.

He is going to the north and to the Temple of the Holy Light of the Royal Capital!

The road to the southern region has been occupied by those monsters, and the road to the eastern region is similar. Only the west and north directions can be chosen. These two directions may not have been polluted. After some thought, he finally decided to go to the northern capital.

There is no reason. In such a bad situation, intuition is the best reason. Intuition tells him that he should go to the north and pass the warning message to the northern capital, so that the church there can know the situation in the south as soon as possible.

Lulink took a breath, calibrated his direction and walked towards the north.

In the heart of the south, Frenalin and his elves are approaching a small town.

Stopped outside the town, and the team took the lead in seizing the commanding heights. In an instant, many details in the town were immediately presented to all the people through a small magic.

After a brief observation, a slightly trembling voice came from a short distance transmission: "Captain, there are wandering... monsters, and there are obvious abyss aura everywhere."

"The whole town has been infected..." Frenalin's face turned gloomy, "It seems that we have entered the infection area and can't continue to move forward."

"Along the way, no trace of the army of the Holy Light Empire and the Holy Light Knights of the Church..." said the Ranger, "Will they be completely finished?"

"...I can't confirm that although the army of the Holy Glory Empire and the group of charlatans have poor combat power, at least a large number of strong men are in charge. It is not so easy to be wiped out," Frenalin said in a deep voice. "Maybe they have given up all the wilderness areas and are relying on big cities to defend themselves, or they may still be planning to fight these monsters further north..."

He talked about his analysis, but he didn't have much confidence in his heart.

As a high-level ranger and an adult elves who have seen many ancient books in the tribe, he still feels particularly difficult when facing the situation in front of him.

The strange "Abyss Monster" and the huge number of eroding eroders in the abyss hindered the intelligence collection work. Even if they were all elite and powerful high-level rangers, he could not determine what the situation was deeper.

After all, he had never experienced the dark years of erosion in the abyss. He only knew the weaknesses of those monsters from the words in ancient books. Here... the situation seems to be much more complicated than the descriptions in ancient books.
Chapter completed!