In this world, the people in the East District of Backlund have no ability to resist, because the nobles need them to stay poor. The natives of Bayam have no ability to resist, because the Sea Serpent needs them to gain life-sustaining faith for him.

Life can only be at the mercy of others.

But now that he has gained the ability, he naturally wants to try to change this situation.

Klein's expression became serious, his voice was solemn and solemn, and he promulgated a new covenant to the selected believers:

"I have returned to forgive the past and redeem you."

“The first commandment: Thou shalt not offer a living sacrifice, nor shall any human sacrifice be made.”

"."

"The Tenth Commandment: To help your fellow man, your fellow man, is to bless my name."

The covenants echoed in the minds of the remaining indigenous people, causing everyone to shed tears and truly start praying and kneeling from the heart rather than tradition.

I believe that Bayam will go on the right path in the near future.

This is the first step in the Fool's Codex.

Klein breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back in his chair, feeling his disappearing spirituality.

Although it's tiring, it's worth it

Above the gray fog, strange changes suddenly occurred!

The surrounding blood lines seemed to be boiling, and they came to life one by one, conflicting with the surrounding gray fog, causing a violent reaction!

The gray mist keeps retreating under the impact, and it can no longer be maintained!

But Klein, who was spiritually exhausted, was unable to do anything about it.

"Boom! Boom!!"

The towering palace made of bronze kept collapsing, and the stones and pillars all fell down as if they had lost their support!

Under Klein's horrified and panicked gaze, the gray mist was reoccupied by the bloodline and turned into a scarlet world——

Behind the gray fog occupied by blood, a towering phantom of the city is emerging.

In the center is a tall tower with a simple clock.

"Yanan!!!!!"

"Help ah ah ah ah!"

This was Klein's last thought before he was engulfed in red.

The blood lines spread, swallowing up all the patterns on the table.——

A hundred meters away, there is an island in the Sunian Sea.

"What's wrong?"

In a dark tavern, two tightly wrapped men were talking in the corner.

One of the sturdy men with messy hair asked in a low voice.

He has blue eyes and rough skin, but his eyes are very smart. At first glance, he doesn't look like a simple character with no muscles.

If Klein is still "alive", he will definitely be able to recognize him.

This is none other than "The Hanged Man" Alger.

At this moment, he was squinting at his companion on his left.

"I have an urgent mission for you." My companion said in a breathy voice.

"You should have heard about what happened in Bayam. The military's operation is not going very smoothly. There are extremely powerful dangerous elements on the west side, and their whereabouts are still unknown. So now the church is issuing

A joint arrest warrant was issued.”

He explained nonchalantly, and was obviously a member of the Church of Storms. There was pity in his green eyes, and he shook his head with emotion.

"In addition, the bishop of the diocese, Lord Khogori, also conveyed a specially designated new task. The specific information will be given to you later. It is said that one of our operational results was stolen."

"You can start investigating from 'Fire Flame' Daniz. He seems to have posted a report letter on the door of the church yesterday."

"The world is really not peaceful."

Alger nodded solemnly and reached out to take it.

The Church of Storms is not the type that often releases missions. Generally speaking, he only receives one or two missions a year, and the rest of the time he is lurking normally. However, now he has received two missions at the same time.

Maybe the local faith in Bayam is causing trouble?

However, the regional archbishop is stationed here, and I don't know who has the strength to steal the items from the hands of the 'Sea King'.

He thought this with a little anxiety, then turned to look at the paper, only to find something even more horrifying.

On it is a young man painted with exquisite pen and ink:

He has soft facial features but a lingering arrogance and indifference between his eyebrows. At first glance, he is the leader of the evil forces.

The kind that plans a large-scale attack with just a raised hand.

The painter also deliberately added a background littered with corpses.

Even though he had never seen the other person's face, Alger could easily recognize him through his unabashed temperament——

Mr. Bishop!

Who else would have that evil demeanor!

The blurry strokes make the impression of the other person more similar to that of the tarot session.

"What did he do?" he said in surprise.

"Do you know him?" the contact person asked in surprise.

"No, I don't know him, I'm just asking out of curiosity." Alger's face became solemn, and he immediately realized that his way of asking was exposed due to his excitement, and immediately added, "I just don't think his appearance looks like he can

How to compete with the military."

But the contact person laughed: "Not an enemy."

"This is probably their hidden deacon or some other senior member of the Church of the Night. He happened to be in Bayam and helped us."

"During the operation on the west side, he chased the figure suspected of being the 'Mysterious Queen' and left. His current whereabouts are unknown. For reasons and reasons, we all need rescue."

"I hope you can help find..."

These words made Alger's expression become weirder and more confused the more he heard it, and finally, it almost turned into shock.

There was only one thought left in his mind:

No, is the Church of Night such a villain?

Ah, that’s not right either…

The point is, he is also worthy of Mr. Savior???

From the ‘Mysterious Queen’?

Is he good at delivering food at his level!!!

Alger thought with a ferocious expression.

However, the next second, the person to be rescued came to him uninvited...

There were purple ripples on the ground.

Under the horrified gaze of the Church of Storms contact, Alger disappeared out of thin air and sank into a mass of ripples.

"Someone is coming!!!!"

…

The situation returns to dreamland.

In the quiet garden, Yager and Miss Doll looked at each other, looking at the candles that were lit for no reason among the rows of flowers, and the gold cups surrounded by candles.

There seemed to be familiar patterns emerging on it.

"What's this……?"

After a long silence, Yager couldn't help but ask.

"The tombs of the gods lie deep beneath the ancient cities. The golden cup leads to them."

The puppet lady clasped her hands together and explained quietly.

Yager's face became even weirder: "Okay, I understand. But this does not solve the current problem. Why does it light up suddenly?"

There was obviously no movement when I came last time.

The doll's eyes paused on it, and it seemed that there was also doubt from the heart:

"I have no idea."

"But the 'Holy Communion' has already begun."
Chapter completed!