Destiny Thief

Chapter 167 Layout I

Monica turned her mind quickly. She knew that she needed a proper reason at this time. After thinking about it, she finally found an excuse that wasn't too lame.

"I'm a little tired."

Her eyes lightened, and she said softly.

"Really? That's fine."

Victor sighed, he suddenly felt a little disappointed, the beautiful face in front of him was becoming blurred in his eyes - he found a coat that belonged to him from the hanger, and after he was fully dressed, he was going to go out alone go to church.

The location of the "Song of Ashes" mercenary group is Walrus Street, not far from the Holy Glory Church in Afron - go north along Walrus Street to the intersection, turn the corner and cross two streets, You can see a towering bell tower, and that place is the church.

According to past experience, even walking this distance will not take more than half an hour.He took off a hat from the hook at the door, and as soon as he put it on his head, he saw the "Prophet" old Hugo appear again. This ordinary-looking old man with a slightly hunched back was standing in front of the door. blocked his way.

"Victor, you shouldn't be going. At the very least, it would be inappropriate for you to leave this lady here alone."

The old man said in a serious tone that is rarely seen on weekdays.

"But Miss Monica is very tired now."

Victor argued that he saw the old man's turbid pupils contract suddenly—the brown age spots on Old Hugo's face seemed to carry a strange horror, and he seemed a little depressed. After hearing Victor's insistence on this, he His lips parted and closed a few times, but no sound came out.

The old man took out a silver cross from his arms, about the size of a palm, and he put it into Victor's hand.

"what is this?"

Victor didn't understand why old Hugo gave him such a thing, he didn't reach out to pick it up, but asked curiously.

"This is the collection of an old man. He wants to see you give this gift to the lady."

There seemed to be an ethereal and ultimate tranquility in Old Hugo's voice - Victor looked at the thing in his hand. It seemed to be just a very ordinary handicraft. Although because of the material, this cross was worth dozens of dollars. He came to Merel, but he knew that the old Hugo's net worth was not very rich, so he rashly spent a lot of money to give him this thing. Perhaps, his "generous prophet" symptom had struck again.

"Old Hugo, I will keep this thing for you first. If you want to take it back at any time, you can tell me."

Victor replied.He put this thing into his pocket without any hassle, but at this moment, behind old Hugo, he saw Miss Monica walking slowly towards him—her steps were very brisk, and her voice was so soft. It sounds like a tactful oriole.

"Mr. Victor, I thought about it for a while, but I changed my mind. As a new member, it is really necessary to meet the leader."

Standing beside Victor, she rolled her eyes and glanced at the man with a smile, "Let's go now!"

"Oh... that's good."

He hurriedly put on his hat and walked out of the gate. Old Hugo suddenly waved his arms and said behind him: "Please be more careful along the way."

Careful?
Victor's footsteps paused slightly, and the old man's kind reminder echoed in his ears, but he was not sure which aspect the reminder was referring to?As the captain of the first brigade of "Song of Ashes", Victor's strength is close to the [Awakening Realm], and his many years of adventures as a mercenary have determined that he is definitely not an empty show with a level of strength --careful?Victor didn't expect to encounter any dangerous enemies in the city of Afron for a moment.

Those legionnaires of the day?

Victor thought for a while, then touched his waist, a long sword with a black scabbard was hanging on his waist - he settled down, and Miss Monica beside him looked at him, he saw that With blood-colored bright red eyes, he felt his heartbeat speeding up unconsciously.

……

"That's what happened to us."

Alisa stood in the main hall of the church, and her tall and slim figure was reflected on the smooth white wall slabs—she was wearing [Hoarfrost], and the magic energy lamps scattered on the dome shone like bright stars, allowing her to bathe In a milky white holy light.

Beside her, Cody and Lars kept silent as people outside the church, while priest Winnie, together with her, reported to the Bishop what happened in that alley—Bishop Vera frowned, Connecting what he saw when he cast that prophecy not long ago, he found that Dill's dead seemed to be about to move again.

And this time, have they come to Afron?

Bishop Vera turned around, his gaze was deep, as if he could see the distant place - in that place where the gray-black mist lingered and was covered with dilapidated tombstones and broken walls, he saw the shadows of countless ghosts appearing and dancing. ; The ghoul is crawling, gnawing on fresh flesh and blood; the skeleton cavalry gather in columns and form a torrent. The first lich riding on the back of the bone dragon reveals his face under the cloak that covers the skeleton body, and his eye holes flash. With a blazing red light, it was grinning ferociously at him.

He felt as if things were getting worse.From the description of the two girls in front of him, the strength of the dead who appeared in Afron this night was beyond imagination. He had heard the cardinals in the church say: In the kingdom of the dead in Dill, there is a master The core organization of power is said to be called the "Parliament of the Undead." In that country, the dead whose strength exceeds a certain level belong to the "Parliament of the Undead".

Maybe it's a congressman who came this time?
Bishop Vera didn't have much interest in understanding Dill's strange power system, but he vaguely remembered that if the comer was really a member of parliament, he could be sure that his strength had definitely entered the [Extraordinary Realm]—— Relying solely on the strength of the Afron Branch Church, there is no chance of winning against such an enemy.

But now, even if this situation is reported, it seems too late—the templars and high priests of the church rush from the capital of Elva to Afron in the Northland, if there is no pause in the middle, it will still take more than one hour. month time.Bishop Vera hovered in the holy white light. This news and the analysis of the situation that followed undoubtedly made him feel extremely heavy.

What should I do?
He looked up at the dome, his vision became a little blurred——

"Vera, what are you thinking?"

An old man's voice suddenly rang in his ears, full of majesty and thickness, like rolling thunder.

(End of this chapter)