Chapter 167 166. Conspiracy to Cooperate

"I know you..."

The magic monk's voice was old and hoarse, completely unlike the voice of a normal seventh-level powerhouse. Because once you step onto the seventh step, your life form takes a leap forward, and your body can be kept in good condition even if you are over 150 years old.

The situation that the magic monk was showing now made Mo Cheng feel that something was wrong.

Could it be that he was seriously injured?

"...Everyone from the Inquisition."

Before Mo Cheng could finish thinking, the magic monk's next words made him stop all actions and reduce his aura to almost nothing.

Ever since I met the people from the Heretic Bureau at the Winterhold Magic Comprehensive Academy, I didn't expect to meet these people again in the Sinking Zone.

For the people of the Heresy Tribunal, Mo Cheng's inner importance was second only to the system's tasks. The convenience brought by the identity of the Glory Priest was extremely useful. He did not want to become a gangster again because of these guys.

The conveniences brought by having an identity and not having an identity are completely different.

Moreover, the industries established and the forces started to be established based on his identity as a glorious priest were things that Mo Cheng could not give up. Not to mention that in Mo Cheng's memory, there are quite a lot of good equipment around Fairhaven that have never been seen before.

Even if you can't use it yourself, it is still a huge wealth.

Rounding it all off, if the Inquisition wants to cause trouble in Fairhaven, it is basically equivalent to asking him to delete his account and practice again. All previous efforts will be scrapped and he will have to find a remote place to develop again.

No matter how many words he used to tell Mo Cheng that this might be none of his business, it was impossible for him to ignore it.

This is the most fundamental and most relevant interest issue!

Mo Cheng resisted the urge to kill and observed and eavesdropped on what they wanted to do.

In other words, it was his lucky day to find the prison escapee and the Inquisition Bureau at once.

First kill the fugitives, and then capture the people from the Heretic Bureau for interrogation. Mo Cheng wanted to know whether the people from the Heretic Bureau could withstand his questioning.

"Before you explain your purpose of coming, I have something to ask."

The magic monk's voice was still hoarse and unpleasant, but it brought an invisible threat to the people of the Inquisition. "My man was attacked in the sewer and lost an arm. The attacker used powerful holy light. Regarding this, Do you have any clues?"

But it's obvious that people from the Inquisition don't like to be questioned. They usually tie people to torture instruments and interrogate them slowly. "Heretic, can I understand that you are questioning us?"

The holy light illuminated the entire room, leaving sharp marks on the walls and floor like the cold light of a weapon, and gradually approached the magic monk.

But this kind of battle cannot scare the magic monk who has traveled across the ocean and seen countless terrifying things.

"No!" The magic monk said coldly, "I am interrogating you."

In an instant, endless darkness surrounded the entire room as if it were alive, and even the holy light could not illuminate it. In the darkness, it gives people a drowsy feeling, as if they have returned to the time before they were born, listening to the murmuring songs in their mother's belly and falling asleep.

"Good guy, Dark Mandala, this guy's status in Ligaoye is quite high."

Mo Cheng was immediately excited when he saw the darkness. This magic monk's identity in Li Gaoye was at the level of [Middle Monk City] at least. At the same time, Mo Cheng knew very well that Li Gaoye's strongest skill was called [Peacock Daming King Curse], which was essentially a mixture of the local sect and the foreign sect, and then was born after a triple adjustment.

Its power...

Anyway, he didn't want to confront this thing head-on.

And [Dark Mandala] is the prerequisite skill of [Peacock Daming King's Curse]. It's not someone with a high position in Li Takano who can't learn it.

It's just that although the [Dark Mandala] is powerful, the people of the Inquisition are not vegetarians. I saw several cold lights passing by, and the darkness was torn and cut like a living thing.

"Infidel, do you want to start a direct war?"

The high concentration of holy light expels and purifies all foreign matter. Captain Hardy squinted his eyes, and the bracelet in his hand kept squirming, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

The Magic Monk cannot retain members of the Heretic Bureau. After being declared as heretics by the Church of Radiance, the members of the Heretic Bureau who were able to be assigned to missions and are still alive are either hiding their identities so tightly that no one is aware of them, or they are underhanded. The base strength is strong enough that no one can kill him.

Mo Cheng could tell that Captain Hardy seemed to have some scruples, and the black robe behind him could only be seen from the outline of his female teammate, and he had not taken action since he subdued Fujitani from the beginning.

Not only Captain Hardy, but also the Magic Monk seemed to be quite wary of the other party. When collecting information on the Koyre continent, the notorious reputation of the Inquisition made him have enough scruples. If he wants to kill these two people, the magic monk himself may have to pay a huge price.

The darkness faded first, and the magic monk lowered his eyelids, "It seems it's not you."

While speaking, he took out a severed arm and threw it out. Even Mo Cheng couldn't help but squint his eyes. He was very familiar with that arm. He had torn it off from an unknown enemy not long ago.

It's just that when the sewer exploded, he didn't know where the arm was thrown.

"Your Holy Light is not on the same level as the ones above. I never expected that there would be so many powerful Holy Light users in the land of mages."

Obviously, the magic monk's attack was just to test whether the two people's holy light and abilities were the ones who attacked his men in the sewer.

At the same time, I'm afraid there is still a layer of protest mentality in it.

Captain Hardy briefly sensed the traces of holy light remaining on his arm, and a trace of surprise inevitably appeared on his face. He sensed the remaining holy light much more deeply than the Magic Monk.

Tyranny, domineering, expulsion, it can be said that the Holy Light above does not have any beautiful words related to the glorious church spread outside. It is more like something that was born after developing a barbaric and illogical thing to the extreme.

Is this thing the fucking Holy Light? !

Even Captain Hardy couldn't help but wonder in his heart whether the thing left on his arm could be called holy light.

"We haven't been to the sewers before."

"So, there is another Holy Light user in Fairhaven, and he seems to have some objections to us."

"It doesn't matter to us whether you have any opinions." Captain Hardy shrugged, "Is it time to listen to our cooperation regulations now?"

"Tell me about it." Holding the water cup, the magic monk drank sip after sip, "What can we gain from your cooperation?"

There's a lot going on today, I'll come back later and write the remaining chapter