Holy City of Hermes, the underground secret temple.

Tefren hasn't been able to sleep well for more than two months.

As long as he closed his eyes, Archbishop El's tragic whine echoed in his ears. She was dragged back by the judges. The enemy's weapons shattered her abdomen and her intestines turned into a pot of porridge. Even if all kinds of herbs were used, it could not stop the wound from deteriorating. After two days of struggle, she died in extreme pain.

After Solid Dahl led the vanguard army to suffer a head-on attack, Tefren became suspicious of the strength of Graycastle. He repeatedly asked Meyen to think twice before acting, and should try his best to find out the details of the army before making plans. But Meyen was unmoved at all and insisted on asking the main army to immediately launch an attack on the Graycastle defense line at the foot of Hanfengling Mountain.

He knew that the church might pay a lot of money, but he didn't expect the price to be so heavy.

What I didn't expect was that the unstoppable Divine Punishment Army, the most elite force in the church, was defeated.

When this fantasy news came, Tefren directly spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted on the top of the Tower of Tongtian.

However, there are far more than this incredible things.

No one of the pure ones returned, and Messenger was gone. It was not until he gritted his teeth and forced a group of people to break into the secret organ of the central government that he learned an incredible news from the guards of the organs.

Mayn was not the successor Oberlean was interested in at all. The one who took over the scepter and crown was Jieluo, the pure one.

The Holy City was suddenly lost to the Pope.

The only thing Tavern could do was to keep the news underground forever the group of people he brought to join the Secret Temple, and he also became the temporary pope.

Over the next month, Tyfren spent all his time maintaining order in the Holy City and reading the secret history of the library.

The secret of hunting witches, the creation of the divine punishment army, the origin of the church, and the collapse of the witch empire are also gradually revealed to him.

The old bishop felt that the worldview was subverted.

Even if he exhausted all his guesses, he would not have thought that the church was created by a witch.

Even the witch empire with power everywhere in the wilderness could not stop the devil's attack. Whether it is the Divine Punishment Army or the Magic Stone Talisman, they are just products left over from the exiled witches.

As the toss and turns in the middle of the night, Teflon's spirit was quickly drained. In just two months, it seemed as if two years had passed. The wrinkles on his face were as deep as the old bishop, and his every move was filled with a hint of slowness that was dry.

But he knew he could not stop, and once he fell, the church was really over.

A large number of judges were selected from the reserve team, and the new archbishop and the broken middle-level believers completed their appointments and removals as quickly as possible. The call for survival and death with the Holy City temporarily stabilized the precarious situation.

However, Tefren knew that this was all appearance, and the losses of the Divine Punishment Army could not be quickly supplemented, and the young reserve warrior was far from the older generation in combat power. If he had the opportunity to make up for it slowly in peacetime, but now the evil moon has arrived and cannot stop the attack of the evil beast, there is no way to talk about it.

The power of the church alone could no longer do this. He had to gather the noble forces of Wolf Heart and Yongdong, just like the four kingdoms in the past jointly stationed at the Hermes line.

It is not easy to make those nobles who join the church openly obey orders. Tefren could even imagine that when the news of the church's defeat reached Wolf Heart Yongdong, the nobles who still had territory and knights in their hands would jump out again to fight him. Therefore, when most of the Greycastle army evacuated from the North, he sent out the last 100 God's punishment troops left behind in the Holy City and the Envoys to force the nobles to obey their orders.

Now both the new and old holy cities are trapped in unprecedented weakness.

All the old bishop can do now is pray that the emissary can bring reinforcements back to Hermes before the evil beasts start a large-scale attack.

After rubbing the sour corners of his eyes, Tefren closed the ancient books that recorded the transformation ceremony of the Divine Punishment Army, and planned to make a cup of winter flowers for himself. When the tea relieved the headache, the sound of chopping and slaughtering suddenly sounded outside the temple.

He was so shocked that his hands shook, and the teacup fell to the ground, and it was immediately split.

How could there be an intruder here?

He walked to the window and looked down. He saw a group of figures swaying under the gloomy light of the prism of the divine stone, and kept moving towards the Secret Temple.

Their speed was amazingly fast, and the guards who fought with him were almost at a loss. The armor seemed to be ineffective in front of their sharp blades, and the gray-white steps were covered with splatters of blood. In the blink of an eye, the enemy had already advanced to the gate of the palace.

"Sir, the Secret Temple of the Pure Land was attacked, please leave quickly!" The door of the library was knocked open with a slam, and a chief guard walked in anxiously, followed by ten divine punishment warriors, obviously the Pope's personal protector.

"How the hell did they come in?" Tefren shouted in a hoarse voice.

There are only two roads to the underground. One has to fall with the help of a cage, and the other has to pass through the secret fortress of the old holy city. Even the gray castle army cannot suddenly occupy the old and new holy city without their knowledge unless they all have wings!

The head of the Imperial Guard looked ugly, "The enemy appeared from the depths of the cave. Sir, please come with me immediately. It will be too late."

"The cave... deep?" Tefren said in disbelief. Isn't there nothing but round holes of all sizes?

With great shock and confusion, he followed the guard down the secret passage inside the wall and arrived at the bottom of the temple in a short while.

"The cage is not under the guard, and it is likely that it is unsafe. I will escort you to the old holy city passage. Please take people back to the Secret Temple as soon as possible." The chief guard said, pushing open the moving stone door hidden in the corner of the wall.

As soon as Tavern stepped out of the secret passage, his heart instantly sank to the bottom.

I saw more than a dozen enemies standing with swords, and it seemed that I had known this was the exit of the secret passage for a long time.

"I thought I would never have the chance to set foot in the Holy City again, but I didn't expect that the younger generations who inherited the will of the Meteor Queen were just like this." A man walked up, wearing a strange-shaped armor, like a piece of metal piece stacked together, and the dark blue blood could be vaguely seen on the mottled sword blade.

However, when Tefren noticed his face, he felt his blood in his body instantly solidify.

He had seen this man's face.

Ellington, the presiding judge of the Advance Army of the Sixth Regiment, participated in the transformation ceremony of the Divine Punishment Army three years ago. Before leaving, the brave and fearless warrior said goodbye to himself.

An indescribable chill ran into his mind along the old bishop's spine. The strange fear made him almost unable to control his tongue.
Chapter completed!