Chapter 348: Transformation of the Sanctuary's Array

Osman stretched out his hand and pressed down twice, signaling Clown to sit down, and then he looked around, his eyes swept across everyone, and said in a deep voice:

"Bishop Clown Moya, your strength is unquestionable, but I think you should take on more responsibilities.

The church is now at a crossroads, seemingly flourishing, but in fact it is plagued by internal and external troubles.

Inside the Kingdom of Farouk, the royal family and the church are in a state of disunity; and outside, the speed of the evil god's revival is accelerating, and the situation in the Kingdom of Sintland will soon be staged in other countries.

As a fifth-level extraordinary person in the church, you should think about the problem from the perspective of the church's interests.

It is your responsibility to become a cardinal, and then become the pope, and lead the church to become stronger."

The pope's words aroused discussions among other archbishops.

"If the first fifth-level extraordinary person on the continent becomes the pope, the weight of the church in the eyes of other churches will definitely increase a lot."

"As a member of the church, it is our duty to safeguard the interests of the church."

"Isn't becoming the pope the glory and dream of every church member?"

Of course, there are different opinions, and some cardinals with sufficient qualifications have expressed opposition.

These people are already silver-level extraordinary people. They were originally the strongest competitors for the position of pope. When the current pope steps down, the pope will choose one from them.

Now a "newcomer" suddenly appears, and it seems that he has been trained by the pope, which makes these people who have endured many years of qualifications very dissatisfied.

"Bishop Crown's record is indeed admirable, but to become a cardinal requires more than just sufficient military strength."

A thin archbishop with a gray beard said slowly:

"Yes, the ability to handle church affairs and negotiate with other churches is also an important part of the cardinal.

I have carefully studied Bishop Crown's resume. His duties are either full-time combat or providing logistics for the troops.

He is a powerful crusader and an excellent blacksmith, but he is not a good leader."

Flanders glanced at Crown and echoed:

"I agree with Archbishop Ophir Ryan that Crown's leadership ability is indeed not suitable for being the leader of the diocese."

Rather than letting Crown become a cardinal and being entangled in trivial matters, it is the right thing to give him more time to improve his strength. If he can become a sixth-level extraordinary person as quickly as possible, it will be of greater help to the church, and many problems will not be problems.

The white-bearded archbishop suddenly showed joy on his face:

"Archbishop Flanders is the direct superior of Lord Crown, and his opinions are of great reference value."

The cardinals were divided into two camps and started a heated discussion.

Crown sat in a chair and just felt that it was so noisy here.

Osman stood up, interrupted the discussion, and said:

"Everyone, I believe that no matter which argument you support, the purpose is for the prosperity of the church.

The issue of Bishop Crown's leadership is not a problem at all. As long as he gets enough experience, he will definitely become an outstanding leader.

Since everyone's disagreement is very serious, we will postpone this issue and vote on it on the day the meeting ends.

Now, let's discuss the next issue: the impact of the situation in the Kingdom of Sintland on us.

Although Farouk and Sintland do not border each other, our southernmost part is only 120 kilometers away from Sintland, and the rushing Taina River connects the two kingdoms in another sense.

The coastline of Sintland is not particularly far from the evil god city of R'lyeh that sank to the bottom of the sea. The followers of Cthulhu, the master of R'lyeh, are all sea monsters, and they command countless armies of fishmen.

Whether it is the evil god's followers or the fishmen, they can leave The ocean adapts to the fresh water of the river, which is the most troublesome thing. "

After a moment of silence, someone began to speak actively:

"Can we build a dam upstream of the Taina River where it enters the Kingdom of Ribia? The river there is only four or five kilometers wide, which is completely feasible."

"Come on, it's the flood season of the Taina River now, and the water is turbulent. It's simply unrealistic to build a dam.

Besides, what will the Church of the God of Knowledge think if we build a dam? If it weren't for the danger of the evil god, the relationship between our two families would not be harmonious.

Another very important point is that according to our experience in the town of Lorente, where the tributaries of the Rhine flow into the sea, the fish people can swim upstream forty to fifty kilometers a day, and the speed of deep divers is even faster.

The internal rivers of the Kingdom of Sintland are dense, and it has been more than two months since the fall of the Xinsalo Seaport. Maybe the fish people have already sneaked into our country. "

Before the Red Moon Incident, the relationship between the various churches of the gods was not pleasant. In order to shepherd more believers, there were many frictions between the borders of the kingdoms.

After the threat of the evil god surfaced, the churches began to exercise some restraint.

The Farouk Kingdom has always been called a barbaric land by other countries, and its relations with other countries are very ordinary.

As the Kingdom of Ribia took the lead in using steam engines to set off an industrial trend, a large number of people from the Kingdom of Farouk smuggled to Ribia because life there was better.

Therefore, there was constant friction between the Church of the Lord of Fire and the Church of the God of Knowledge. It was not until Osman insisted on introducing Ribia's technology and stepped up efforts to crack down on smuggling that the trend of people leaving slowed down.

Klauen did not participate in the discussion. At this time, one more or one less would not make a difference.

At this time, he could not visualize. He was very bored sitting in the chair, so he simply began to think about swordsmanship and practice in his mind.

The cross sword had been pushed to the limit, and he began to think about how to push this swordsmanship to the extreme.

The improvement from the limit to the extreme of skills is comparable to that from the first level to the limit.

At present, he only has three skills that have reached the extreme, basic swordsmanship, shooting & archery, and animal taming, all of which provide very useful passive abilities.

Two days passed in a flash. In these days, the Cardinals' Conference discussed many problems, but no more useful solutions were proposed.

The only good news is that the armor and weapons made by the church for the silver rank are almost completed and will be delivered in a few days.

After the meeting that day, the cardinals left the sanctuary.

Soon, a group of craftsmen poured into the underground passage of the sanctuary, holding blueprints and making fine adjustments to the magic circle.

Osman stood motionless in the middle of the passage, watching the craftsmen work.

The light of the torch flickered, casting the Pope's constantly distorted shadow on the wall.

Theo and Moon walked back and forth, urging the craftsmen to speed up.

These days, whenever the cardinals' meeting ended, they would stay to supervise.

Moon walked up to the Pope and said carefully:

"Your Majesty, we two can just watch here, there will be no delay, you can go back and rest."

Osman glanced at him coldly and said:

"You said it can be completed tonight, are you sure?"

"Sure, the craftsmen estimate that it will be completed by ten o'clock in the evening. After completion, we will conduct preliminary tests and compile the most detailed test report for you tomorrow morning."

"I will test it myself. The changes to the magic circle this time are confidential. After completion, you will lead the craftsmen to leave the sanctuary first."

"Uh, okay."

Moon bowed slightly, "Your Majesty, I will urge these craftsmen to work harder. I can't keep you waiting for a long time."

"Ensuring quality is the most important thing."

"Understood," Moon backed away and left. He returned to the place where the craftsmen were working. Theo immediately came over and lowered his voice:

"How is it, what did His Majesty say?"

"His Majesty asked to personally test the array, and it will be tested tonight. Do you know what kind of array this is? The craftsmen said that the pattern of the array is completely different from the previous ones."

Theo shook his head: "This is what His Majesty gave me. He didn't tell me, and I can't ask."

He paused, quickly looked around, and lowered his voice again:

"I think His Majesty has been moody recently, and I dare not ask."

"I feel the same way."

Time is like a torrent of water, running without turning back. With the efforts of the craftsmen, all the replacement work of the array has been completed.

Theo led the craftsmen to clean up the traces, and Moon ran to report:

"Your Majesty, all the work is completed, please check."

Osman took out a golden pocket watch from his arms, opened the cover and took a look. It was just past nine o'clock.

"Well," he nodded, "lead the craftsmen to wait at the entrance of the sanctuary. You can leave if I have no problem with the test."

"As you command," Moon ran to Theo, and everyone left.

Soon, the Pope was the only one left in the sanctuary.

After hearing the sound of the passage closing, Osman came to the sanctuary room where the meeting was held.

Under his moon-white holy robe, it seemed as if air was injected, and it began to expand. Then, a pool of gray-purple mud fell from under the holy robe.

The mud squirmed and reshaped into a humanoid creature with only a mouth and no other facial organs.

The Faceless Man humbly prostrated himself at Osman's feet and kissed his toes.

The Pope reached out and stroked the Faceless Man's smooth head, with a different kind of tenderness in his eyes.

Then he turned and left, leaving only the Faceless Man inside, and the stone door of the room slowly closed.

"Bang."

The stone door closed together, tightly.

After coming outside, Osman found the center of the magic circle and triggered the mechanism to activate the magic circle.

The strange red light dyed the passage scarlet, and the torches on the wall seemed to be red lotuses blooming in a sea of ​​blood.

In the meeting room, the faceless man began to hit the wall, and the magic circle was rippling with a spiritual light like water waves.

The wall did not move at all, but the faceless man was blown away by the huge recoil force.

"Roar," the faceless man roared in a low voice, and the room was filled with buzzing sounds.

Several smaller faceless men split from its body, and then the whole body of these faceless men began to swell, and the black ominous spiritual light condensed on their body surface.

Then it hit the wall again at a faster speed, and was knocked away by the recoil in the same posture

Half an hour later, Osman opened the door of the room and saw the Faceless Man lying limp on the ground, while the surrounding walls were intact.

The Faceless Man turned into a pool of squirming mud again and merged with him.

Large pieces of flesh fell off the Pope's face, revealing a bloody hole.

These flesh seemed to have vitality and returned to his body, and the bloody hole on his face slowly healed.

The sanctuary can isolate the inside and the outside, and he used this method to feel everything the Faceless Man had done in the past half an hour.

He estimated the intensity of the Faceless Man's attack, touched the smooth wall again, and nodded with satisfaction.

The Faceless Man's attack reached the fifth level, but it could not damage the wall at all. His plan could be implemented.

The magic circle in the guest room was opened, and Clown was visualizing the Golden Light Spell.

In this way, the vision during visualization will be blocked by the magic circle, and there will be no leakage.

The isolation effect of this magic circle is average, otherwise he would have practiced the breath of the fire dragon and the visualization method alternately, which is the most efficient way to exercise, and the proficiency of the visualization method and the breathing method is quite considerable.

A glass of water was placed on the table, sometimes casting a gentle silver on the wall, and sometimes casting a brilliant gold.

The daytime time was wasted in meetings, and he could only practice a little more at night.

Above the gray fog, the waning moon has fallen to the west, and the original silver color has become dim.

Clown stopped visualizing and took a deep breath.

He summoned the golden wall, and the golden purple light in the depths of his eyes illuminated everything.

[Golden Light Mantra: 156483/300000; Fourth Level]

The distance to obtaining five more golden light seeds is only more than 40,000 points of proficiency.

Next to him, Flanders stood up and stretched his body:

"Comfortable, only a short sleep a day can ensure full energy throughout the day, such an ability is unheard of.

I think the changes brought by visualization are more powerful than the same level of secret methods in the church."

Crown smiled noncommittally and said:

"Hurry up and catch up on your sleep, it's less than two hours before dawn."

"I'm not sleepy at all when I'm with you."

Crown waved his hand and scolded with a smile:

"I don't want you to stay here overnight at all, go back quickly.

Another hour and a half of sleep will be five in the morning, and the visualization effect at that time will be much better than now."

At the Cardinals' Conference, the cardinals expressed their opinions, and Osman sat in the chairman's seat and watched coldly.

Today their topic is: 'Whether to provide assistance to the Church of the Lord of Storms. '

Suddenly, the stone door of the room slowly opened, the fierce debate stopped abruptly, and everyone's eyes turned to the door.

Unless there is a major emergency, the meeting is not allowed to be interrupted.

The silence in the room was terrifying. Theo felt the gazes of many silver-level masters as if they were real, and his legs trembled slightly.

He endured the invisible pressure, walked to the Pope, and whispered:

"Your Majesty, a group of mutant creatures suddenly appeared in the streets near St. Peter's Basilica. They began to kill crazily. The Holy Flame Guard of the Holy See went to suppress them but was no match at all, and suffered heavy casualties.

Now, this group of mutant creatures is very close to the door of the church."

Theo's voice was very low, but everyone present was a silver-level master, and everyone was sharp-eyed and heard his words clearly.

Klauen's eyebrows immediately frowned. The Holy Flame Guard of the Holy See is a selection of second-level elite priests and crusader warriors, and the backbone is third-level extraordinary people. It is said that the ratio of third-level extraordinary people to second-level extraordinary people has reached 1:5.

It can be said that the Holy Flame Guard is one of the core forces of the Holy See.

The riots near St. Peter's Basilica and the defeat of the Holy Flame Guards, these two things put together contain a huge amount of information.

Osman stood up suddenly and shouted:

"It must be the evil god believers hiding in the dark. Everyone, I'll go out and be back soon."

Archbishop Drago Mio, a staunch supporter of the Pope, stood up hurriedly and said in a deep voice:

"Your Majesty, you don't need to do this yourself. I am willing to go out and quell the riots to share your worries."

Others also responded:

"Your Majesty, let us go."

They would feel ashamed to mobilize the church boss for such a trivial matter.

"You are all thoughtful," Osman smiled and raised his eyebrows:

"But let me come this time. The Holy Flame Guard is my direct unit, so it is easier to mobilize.

These evil gods have infiltrated the city of Bly, and they must be dealt with by thunder."

Drag immediately said: "Since we have to deal with it by thunder, I suggest that Lord Klauen accompany us."

Having never seen how the first fifth-level extraordinary person in the entire continent fights, he also wants to see the gap between the fifth and fourth levels.

"No need, letting Klauen come forward will make me feel very old.

Besides, if I come in person, I can better appease the frightened citizens. "

The Pope saw that Drag was about to open his mouth again, and stretched out his hand to press:

"Stop talking, I have my own considerations, you stay here and continue to discuss the issue of reinforcing Xintland.

I hope that before I come back, you will come up with a plan that everyone agrees on. "

Osman hurriedly left with Theo, and the door of the room was slowly closed.