Chapter 263 Lanchwellfordism

In the lonely winter, the natural light in the imperial capital of Helrom is much weaker than in other seasons. It gently passes through the thin clouds, bringing a little warmth to the cold earth.

Lanqi walked alone on the wide road.

Today is a working day.

He does not need to go to the Royal Academy of Protoss to tutor Zestila. He lives a retirement-like life in a hotel not far from the school every day.

After receiving the letter that he passed the written test in the morning, he set off to the temple of the Knights of Annihilation after lunch. He was still wearing a diamond-striped vest and a dark gray long coat that could resist the cold, and he looked well-organized.

His green eyes looked clearer in the sun, like a green lake.

As he walked, the number of pedestrians in the imperial capital on the roadside gradually decreased.

Most of them avoided the location of the Knights of Annihilation, as if it was a restricted area on the map.

Lanqi, who was walking in the opposite direction, had a very obvious destination, which attracted the attention of some ordinary people. They looked at this young man who looked gentle and well-behaved in surprise and wondered why he was walking there.

"Lanqi, are you sure you are really acting, meow..."

A childish voice with a little timidity came from the shadow.

When there are no people who are sensitive to magic around, Boss Cat's telekinetic magic can also directly transmit the sound to Lanqi's ears, but its magic control skills are very rough. If there are masters of magic professions nearby, they will soon find something wrong in the shadow.

Boss Cat felt that Lanqi's communication with the priests of the Tyrant Branch in the Southwest Province was already very dangerous.

Unexpectedly, Lanqi finally got the identity he wanted, got rid of those resurrected priests, and now came to the Imperial City to be a tutor peacefully, but he actually took the initiative to join the Nirvana Branch!

Boss Cat just thought this guy was crazy!

"Don't worry, Boss Cat, my faith is very firm. It's normal for a police undercover to go undercover in a bandit's nest."

Lanqi smiled and whispered, as if whispering to Boss Cat.

"...That's good."

The cat boss was sure that after Lanqi's operation in Lilom City, the original nightmare start has now returned to the right track, and it has been quite dreamy to live a comfortable and beautiful life in the Helrom Imperial Capital.

It thought about it, but remained silent.

It was ready to wait and see what Lanqi would do before meeting Xu Bao.

It has been content with the status quo, but this kid seems to have some ideas and does not intend to stop for the time being.

But he should have brakes.

That's it.

Lanqi approached the building of the Knights of Destruction.

In the end, except for the faint snowflakes floating on the street, there were almost no other pedestrians.

In the distance, the majestic building of the Knights of Destruction gradually appeared in front of him.

Although he had been here once, Lanqi still felt a little emotional when he saw the legitimate Resurrection Church Temple again with his own eyes.

This is the North Continent.

It is indeed very different from the South Continent.

It is always at this time that I deeply realize that I am in a foreign country, very far away from the familiar town and home.

Lanqi shook his head and walked to the heavily guarded gate without haste.

The knights in dark gray heavy armor looked him up and down, and after checking the letter, one of them nodded, indicating that he could enter.

Then Lanqi put away the re-examination notice and walked into the bottomless building.

Lanqi remembered the instructions on the letter.

He walked along the corridor on the left and soon found the re-examination room.

At the end of the corridor, two huge metal doors were closed. On both sides of the door, there were still priests guarding quietly. Their eyes were indifferent, and they were all ready to fight at any time.

"Go in."

Without Lanqi showing the letter again, the priest opened the door to the examination hall for Lanqi.

Behind the heavy iron door was a spacious hall with a solemn atmosphere.

A tall chandelier hangs from the top, emitting a faint light. Surrounding it are the carved murals that originally remained in this building, depicting the twisted and bizarre holy war of the northern continent. The faces of heroes and demons flicker in the shadows, as if they are about to walk out of the painting and join this space.

Under the oppressive silence, the air is slightly thin, and most areas are in dimness. The face of each candidate seems to be swallowed by a deep shadow, and the shadow behind is even darker.

Compared with Lanqi, who came later, more than 20 people waiting for the re-examination have already gathered in the examination hall.

They sat on scattered seats around the hall, keeping a distance from each other. Some closed their eyes to rest, some bowed their heads to think, and some villains bowed their heads to whisper, their lips moving quickly in the darkness, like a curse, but no sound came out.

Most of them are dangerous villains, and the most conspicuous ones are the masters of this malicious concentration place, making others reluctant to get too close.

Lanqi glanced at the hall, and soon, the door behind him closed tightly with a loud bang.

The huge pendulum clock above the door, every sound of its gears, announced the upcoming test of fate.

There is no turning back after coming here.

Lanqi's appearance has attracted a lot of attention in a short moment.

From time to time, there are eyes staring at him, evaluating his every subtle movement.

At this moment, the young man with black hair and green eyes looked too kind and harmless, like a pure white lamb that had strayed into a pack of dark wolves.

In the first round of the written test, there may be people like him who look regular and orderly.

But everyone who has finished the test paper knows that if you want to get high scores in the written test, you not only need a detailed understanding of the Church of Resurrection and the Nirvana branch, but also an extreme villain's mind.

No matter how you look at it, he is really weak and not threatening at all.

Presumably even if this guy passed the exam, he would have passed the passing line by relying on his solid theoretical knowledge and answering the objective and conceptual questions correctly.

Lan Qi simply walked to an empty seat on one side of the hall and sat down, folding his hands on his lap and looking forward calmly.

As time passed, the atmosphere in the hall became increasingly tense.

Lan Qi didn't panic at all, but the cat boss in the shadow was already trembling with fear from the thick malice.

I would have run away if I could, but I regretted following Lan Qi out of curiosity.

Everyone who comes here is a heavyweight.

A good young man with a clean resume like Lan Qi is obviously not on the same level of danger and chaos as those other pure villains!

镪,镕.

The hourly bell chimed above the metal door.

Lan Qi could clearly hear the superimposed echoes while sitting in the corner. Each bell sounded like a warning, reminding everyone present that the danger here was increasing with time.

In the hall, the dim light coming from the front corner echoed the faint chandelier. The cold air also condensed at this moment. When the bell gradually dispersed, a slight sound like fine sand came from the dark depths in the distance. Sliding into the hall, it was like some kind of spell that stopped time. Every corner of the hall, every candidate, and every sculpture seemed to be frozen in this moment.

Those were footsteps.

Although the sound was not loud, in this tense atmosphere, the footsteps were like a drum beating on everyone's heartbeat, guiding their attention and drawing their sights in the unknown direction.

On the iron doors on the inner side of the hall, wind blows in from time to time from a certain gap, bringing with it a chill. At the same time, it also lifts the faded curtains in the corner of the hall, making it make a "whooshing" sound.

Lan Qi looked like other candidates, passing through the shadows of the hall, waiting for the figure that was about to appear.

Gradually, a faint light emerged from the depths of the hall, reflecting a figure in dark gray cassocks, and gradually walked out of the darkness in the hall.

He walked not fast, and his face appeared in front of everyone. It was a face that showed the vicissitudes of time but was gloomy and cold. The deep-set eyes revealed a cold desire for control. There was a rather thin nose under the aquiline nose. Lips.

What shocked the candidates was the purple holy seal on his chest, which emitted a faint light and illuminated his cassock.

None of the villains present dared to underestimate him. Being able to wear the purple holy seal shows that he is not only a big evil party, but also a famous high priest in the Nirvana branch. He is a real high-ranking person and resident of the Church of Resurrection. A terrorist from the dark side of the northern continent.

Just like that, Archpriest Caius, who was in charge of the examination, walked to the front of the hall.

"I am Caius, the chief examiner who is presiding over this re-examination and final assessment."

Caius's figure appeared even taller in the dim light. He slowly opened his mouth and his low voice spread throughout the hall.

"In order to prove your most basic and important loyalty to the Resurrection Church, you must complete a task. This is the content of the re-examination question."

His eyes slowly scanned each candidate, and when he didn't speak, silence enveloped the entire hall.

Many candidates present here slowly showed doubts in their eyes. They didn't know any way to accurately test loyalty.

Even if there is magic that can see through inner thoughts, it must be at least an eighth-level expert who specializes in mind and soul. Even if there are ancient magic tools of this level, it is obvious that the scale of this re-examination is not enough. Use it.

"Some time ago... the Church of the Goddess of Destiny in the Kingdom of Estherland was popular. They came up with a method to detect resurrected priests. Although it may not be completely accurate, it did screen out many of our people. This kind of atrocities, which is generally called "questioning first, and then asking the other party to prove themselves", is called "Wilfortism" by the priests who spread it. "

Caius calmly told everyone in the hall,

"Now that our positions are reversed with that of the Church of Destiny in the Protos Empire, then this 'Wilfordism' can also be used to our advantage."

"I will first treat you all as traitors to the Church of Destiny, and you need to prove to me that you are not."

"The content of the retest is very simple, that is, transforming the Statue of Destiny."

"I will give each of you a statue of the Goddess of Destiny. You are free to imagine, destroy, or even defile the Goddess of Destiny to prove your loyalty to the Church of Resurrection. Then submit a work to me, and I will also Use this to judge your stance, style, and degree of compatibility with our Nirvana branch’s artistry.”

At this point, Caius has simply and clearly explained the theme and rules of this exam.

Four updates today, and there are three more chapters to come