Chapter 856 Arsonists

East End, Black Palm Street.

The wind howled.

A tall and burly figure appeared in the night sky, with a thick beard on his face, short hair standing upright, and his color was dark blue almost pure black.

The Cardinal of the Church of Storms, the Archbishop of Backlund, and the 'Dark Blue Priest' Radar Valentine slowly fell.

The bishop's black robe embroidered with the storm symbol was blown tightly around his body by the wind, outlining a strong body line. When he fell to the ground, the entire street seemed to shake slightly.

Radar Valentine looked around, his eyes were deep, and a flash of light flashed from time to time, like a thunderbolt hiding behind dark clouds.

Then, people came to the East District one after another.

Come to this street they seldom visit.

"The damage is so serious, it's almost like being bombed by a fleet."

An old man with a pale face and deep eyes said softly.

His appearance is extremely clean, wearing a black and red archbishop robe, he looks old, but from time to time, the deep eyes will be filled with blackness and turn into deep darkness.

Let everyone who faces him feel scared and be dominated by fear.

This is Saint Anthony Stevenson.

He is also one of the thirteen archbishops of the Evernight Goddess Church and the head of the Backlund Diocese.

Behind him, followed by a 'red glove'.

"Razing a street to the ground is a bit of our 'Mechanical Heart' fighting style."

Another old man in a white clerical robe and a clergyman's bonnet approached.

He has a kind face and gentle expression, like a refined scholar.

This is the archbishop of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, the demigod Horamick Haydn.

Behind him, there were several members of the church, and walking behind the archbishop was a man with a rigid face.

The man had shaggy, tousled brown hair.

He held an ancient silver mirror with strange patterns in his hand. The two sides of the mirror were decorated with black gemstones, which looked like two 'eyes'.

"You're here too?" Saint Anthony looked at the Archbishop of the Church of Steam.

Horamick smiled with his hands behind his back: "I was already asleep, but when I heard such a loud noise, I thought the Feysac Empire had launched a surprise attack."

'Dark Blue Priest' Radar's nose twitched slightly and said, "There are traces of demigod fighting here."

Anthony, with deep eyes, slowly looked around: "Even if he is a demigod, such destruction is too exaggerated."

"Also, as far as I know, although there are quite a few demigods in Backlund, their fighting style tends to be more secretive and weird."

Horamick glanced at Radar for some reason, and then reminded with a smile: "Anthony, your information is too behind."

"Now, Backlandry has a demigod who is good at destruction."

Anthony raised his head: "You mean, the general who just received an honor from the king?"

Radar snorted, "Impossible."

"A general of the kingdom, will go to war in Backlund? Unless he is crazy!"

Horamick laughed, and glanced at the man with messy hair behind him: "It's actually very simple to find out if that general did it."

The eyes of the two demigods Anthony and Radar immediately fell on the ancient silver mirror.

"Mirror Arrodes."

After the two archbishops exchanged glances, they chose to remain silent.

Horamick understood their intentions, and said to the man behind, "Mr. Ikanser, can you ask Arrods for us?"

The man called Ikanser grabbed his hair, nodded, picked up the silver mirror, and stroked the surface three times with his right hand.

After a short pause, he spoke in a deep voice.

"Dear Arrods, my question is, who are the characters fighting here tonight?"

The light on the street suddenly became deeper, as if the light was shining through the fog, and strange water lights appeared on the surface of the silver mirror, and they converged into a scene:

On the street shrouded in thick fog, the houses on both sides were indistinct. Orange fireballs broke through the fog and fell towards Black Palm Street.

Through the mirror, one could see three silhouettes on the street, but because of the fog and the illumination of the fireball, people couldn't see clearly and couldn't identify them.

The three archbishops looked at each other.

They had imagined various situations, but they never thought that such destruction would not come from any demigod.

It was a disaster created by at least a hundred 'arsonists'.

Anthony said in surprise, "Where did Backlund get so many 'arsonists'?"

"The Intis sneaked in secretly?" Radar frowned.

At this time, on the surface of the silver mirror, bright red words emerged and outlined: According to the principle of reciprocity, it is my turn to ask questions. If you lie or fail to answer, you will accept the task I arranged or be punished.

Horamick coughed dryly, turned around not to look at the magic mirror, not to look at Ikanser.

The other staff also turned around one after another, as if they knew what was going to happen next, and the staff of the Church of Steam cast a sympathetic look at the man.

On the mirror, the words slowly change to form new sentences: Who was the last time you saw a woman in your dream and had sex with her?

Ikanser's throat twitched, his forehead was sweating, and he gritted his teeth: "Accept the punishment."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning appeared out of thin air, flashing silver and white, and struck on the top of Ikanser's head.

The man fell down with a bang, his hair stood on end, a little scorched black.

Horamick stretched out his hand, caught the ancient silver mirror that didn't hit the ground, but floated up by itself.

"Everyone, what do you think?" The archbishop of the Church of Steam put away the silver mirror and looked at the others.

Radar said in a deep voice: "With so many 'arsonists' sneaking into Backlund, it is impossible to cover up all the traces. We can search for them in the areas they are responsible for."

Anthony said in agreement: "Although they are not demigods, if hundreds of 'arsonists' gather together, their destructive power will not be much worse than one or two demigods."

"Even from the perspective of creating disasters, they are more dangerous than demigods."

Horamick raised his eyebrows and said, "Now the only one who can dispatch so many 'arsonists' is Intis, or the Jagged Cross?"

"It's all possible." Anthony said in a deep voice, "In short, we need to investigate as soon as possible."

"In addition, the targets of those 'arsonists' attacks must also be investigated."

Radar looked around and said, "There's a little more."

"There are no casualties here, don't you think it's suspicious?"

"Could it be that the residents living here, knowing in advance that there will be a battle here, have all evacuated?"

Horamick said: "As far as I know, there are not many local residents here, almost none."

"Many of those properties are vacant, or rented out."

"But you're right, even if it's rented out, there will be tenants. And even if it's vacant, it'll be occupied by homeless people."

"So, if you check where the residents nearby have gone, you may be able to find clues."