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The dark priest Isaac stood on the obsidian altar, his face as deep as water.

Two generals of the Imperial Capital Church, Earl of Silver Horn and Bach, the terrifying hand, changed color after hearing Isaac's complaint, and said one after another: "...Arabe's side may have been exposed?"

“Will it affect our plans?”

Earl Silver Horn said in a deep voice: "I have prepared all the materials needed for the ceremony and are planning to arrange several merchant groups to bring them into the city in two days... If there is any possibility of exposure, I think the ceremony must be postponed."

"First find out the situation on Arabe's side." The dark priest Isaac also agreed with the advice of Earl Silver Horn and nodded slightly, "Transfer the materials to the city first. I will use the messaging stone to contact Ron as much as possible. That guy's strength rank is similar to mine in the church. In Arabe, no one can kill him quietly except those professions who are close to quasi-legendary."

"If you contact Ron, you will know the situation of the Arabe Temple."

The three of them fell silent.

The terrifying captain Bach narrowed his eyes and said, "My fleet has gathered on Longhu. There are a total of 61 large warships and more than 100 other small hulls. It can definitely suppress Susal and Mashanbo's navy, making their ships completely inseparable from the dock."

"Bach, you go back to the fleet, if no accidents are done, the plan will continue smoothly. The Driven fleet needs your leadership so that the Cormiers can taste the taste of being dominated by fear..." Isaac, the dark priest, said coldly.

A temporary rally took place far away in the underground temple of Susal.

In Arabia, Charles had already brought Yufei and others to visit the female lord's ** Division Tower overnight.

"Maibius. Take them to the treasure house and choose one item each."

The female lord sat behind the desk in the study. A graceful figure and fair and delicate skin were wearing a gorgeous black and white maid skirt, with long legs covered with a layer of suspender stockings, and stood beside the chair with his head down.

Milman tapped his fingers gently on the table. After the owl brought Yuffy, her fingertips were quicksand and dreaming of leaving, she looked at Charles with her silver-gray eyes.

"You did a great job, Saint Shire." The female lord did not hide the admiration on her face.

"Thank you for your help."

Charles bowed slightly. With a slight reluctance in his eyes, he presented the Victory Glory Scepter, which had restored his original form, to the desk.

"Thanks to this legendary weapon, I can kill the dark priest Ron with my own hands. A peak heroic professional died under the scepter, which should not be considered as defiling it." Charles smiled.

"It's not really a shame for this scepter."

Milman raised his finger and slashed through the void. A crack appeared. The scepter weighing more than ten pounds on the table was thrown into the crack under the support of the "Master's Hand".

This is a dimensional storage ability. The masters who reach this level basically have their own storage world. Instead of relying on storage equipment such as dimensional bags.

During the conversation between the two, the beautiful maid standing next to the chair always lowered her head. However, when Charles handed over the golden scepter, the woman secretly glanced at the shocked gaze, and then quickly turned back to the wood state.

Charles vaguely felt that the maid's side face was a little familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had seen her, so he was too lazy to pay attention to it.

"I decided to block the news that the Dark Temple was broken."

"Of course, if you want to become famous, I will change my mind and ask the Lord's Mansion to issue a certificate of commendation, so that you and your partners will always be guests of Arabia."

After a few chats, the female lord finally brought the topic back to the mission reward.

Obviously, the female lord was afraid of the Baen Church, otherwise he would not choose to block the news. After all, it destroyed the temple and destroyed a large number of believers. When the news spread, it caused a shock, and it felt a bit provoking to the Resurrection Holy. Now it is a turbulent time, and the female lord doesn't want the dark forces to target Arabe.

"You can block the news." Charles said without thinking.

He also didn't want a huge dark force to target him. Killing the dark priest Ron, the Resurrection Saint should have a hidden hatred relationship against him. If the hatred value is as segmented as reputation, it will reach the "resolute punishment" stage at all.

Twilight Blade doesn't want to be targeted by the Indigenous Organization. Shire communicates with Yufei later and asks her to go back and restrain the two thousand core members and don't spread rumors. There is no big problem.

"I thought about it and only by giving you what you need so much now can you truly reward you for your help to the Arabian territory."

The female lord said with a smile, took out a quaint metal box from the desk drawer, handed it to Charles, and raised his lips and said, "Take it, I think you should be satisfied."

"Open it after leaving the Mage Tower."

The second half of the sentence was deliberately lightened, and even blinked, it exuded a mysterious smell. This posture made the female lord become much younger all of a sudden, like a prank girl.

"Well……"

Shire was amused and crying at this, so he could only lean over and exit the study. Before leaving, he could not help but look at the maid a few more times.

Outside the white walls of the Mage Tower.

"Holy Advent, I wish you good luck."

"As long as you are still in Arabia, no one can make things difficult for you."

Maibius stood by the wall and said goodbye to several people.

The female president, Eupie, seemed to have obtained an amazing piece of equipment from the female lord's treasure house, and kept humming a small song on the way back to the guild's base.

The dreams and quicksand at the fingertips are also in good condition, and obviously they have gained something.

Shire didn't ask too much about gossip. There were more opportunities to take risks in the future. If magical equipment was always available.

The three of them had just returned to their garrison and the final reward of the campaign mission was finally audited.

Apart from the three powerful indigenous peoples, Uditz, Melotti and Alva, Charles topped the list on the battle contribution list, and he was the highest organizer of the battle, with double rewards superimposed, and then a row of system text appeared in Charles' vision:

"Ding, the comprehensive reward level has reached the conditions to open the Destiny Compass."

"Players can choose to open the Destiny Compass or choose to receive regular rewards."

A compass of destiny?

Shire raised his eyebrows.

In his limited knowledge, anything related to the word "destiny" is at least somewhat related to the legendary level. It is not surprising that the reward reaches the threshold of a legendary mission when the three purple battle missions are superimposed. After a moment of thinking, Shire gritted his teeth and said, "I chose to open the destiny compass!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a round, golden compass gradually condensed on Charles' hands.

"Is this the destiny compass?"

Holding the golden disc as big as a human brain, Charles seemed to be able to sense the magical pulsation in the dark. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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