In full view of the public, the Elf artifact - the Space-Time Staff was stolen, which was a very loud slap on the temple's face.

That is a very important key. If it is lost, the temple will not only be disgraced, but will also be unable to hold banishment ceremonies in the future.

It couldn't have been stolen by a mage, and there were no traces of shadow use at the scene. The staff seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

A terrible guess arose in everyone's mind.

The priests at the scene took advantage of the chaos to steal it, and that person was among them.

Perhaps they were once familiar partners, colleagues who fought side by side, respected bosses, and caring juniors.

They may become extremely strange at a certain moment.

This is a naked betrayal that happened in front of everyone's eyes!

The seeds of suspicion took root and sprouted in their hearts. They didn't know whether they could trust each other as before.

...

"How do I know? Aren't I always under your watch?"

Sitting on the dirty ground, Lilith felt extremely aggrieved.

Deacon Tang Wei looked down coldly, "Who else could it be if it wasn't you?"

"It's really not us."

Lilith cried out: "What's the use of stealing that broken staff? You might as well come and save me."

"Who is it?"

"I told you it's not us anymore."

"Who is going to save you?"

"Ah! No...no one came to save me."

Tang Wei smiled coldly, "It seems you are ready to suffer."

Pulling on the shackles, he dragged the screaming woman towards the light tower.

"My Lord Bishop, those dwarves are crazy!"

Elmond turned around and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?"

The Priest's Report: "They are mining crystals from the protoss like crazy."

After pondering for a while, the bishop said calmly: "If they can repair the temple today, they are allowed to mine one piece each and take it away, wait until the next day to get half, the third day to get one-third, and so on."

Looking at the temple that had mostly collapsed, with only the library and light tower remaining, the cleric swallowed his saliva.

"People will die."

"I didn't expect them to repair it in one day. I would send people to watch it and treat it if something went wrong."

"All right..."

The cleric came to the huge tentacle and looked pitifully at the group of dwarves who had been sent to build it but ended up mining ore.

Short in stature, rough in appearance, strong and brave.

This race was once famous for its ore mining and superb forging skills. It created wealth through this skill and made great contributions to the prosperity of the continent.

Now I live a depraved life of drunkenness and dreams, and my head is filled with drunkenness all day long.

After the end of the world, the only fun they have left is mining rare ores and drinking heavily.

Since the bishop doesn't intend to let them take a complete crystal with them, he can inform them of their work remuneration later.

The priest stood aside and watched the dwarves with cold eyes.

The temple has not yet begun to be rebuilt, but the more urgent work of maintaining stability has just begun.

The clergymen who had been busy all night rushed out again, rushing to the city that started to boil again at dawn.

Half of the human settlement has been destroyed, and hundreds of thousands of civilians have no fixed homes. It is unknown how many hidden cursed objects will be exposed.

The faith of the orcs was impacted, and the shamans who appeared out of nowhere made them all riot. They gathered outside the Yueyong Palace and demanded that the imperial court do everything possible to replace the priests sealed in the temple.

All the magic plants in the Elf District are withering, and no matter how much magic they pour into them, they cannot save the dying precious herbs.

The elf royal court built on the giant tree began to collapse.

Under the mediation of the priests and the violent suppression of the Sky Knights riding on the back of the silver dragon, the orc area that caused the most turmoil finally managed to quell the riot and sent representatives to the temple.

Then on the ruins, they met the elves who also came here to discuss things.

"Short people seem to be working hard."

Outside the half-erected temple gate, the court mage looked at the dwarves who were foaming at the mouth from working with some surprise.

Compared to her relaxed attitude, the representatives of the orcs were much more anxious.

"You almost don't even have to replenish your magic power. You don't seem to be worried at all."

"Is there any use in being anxious?"

The court mage glanced lightly at the orc representative who represented public opinion? And the expressionless royal elder beside him.

"Are you anxious to bring plants back to life? I really don't understand how you would start a schism over a dispensable shaman."

"What do you know!"

The old fox clan man said coldly: "The shamans are our spiritual leaders? Do they have the ability to predict the future? Only they can guide us through the difficulties in the dark age."

The court mage suddenly curled his lips and turned his head.

The royal elder sneered.

The old man of the Fox tribe asked with a frosty face: "Why are you laughing, lackeys of the imperial power? For the sake of those dispensable rights, you actually kicked out the priests? It is simply an unpardonable crime!"

The crimson burst out, turning on the violent beast elder. His body was covered with bloodstains? He stared at the person in front of him fiercely.

"I repeat for the last time, we had no idea she was a priest!"

The court mage calmly took a step back and said silently in his mind: "Fight!"

The temple left them here to avoid causing trouble? They had no intention of coming out to receive them.

Seeing that the orcs at the door were really about to fight, the priest quickly ran out and shouted: "Stop, the bishop has summoned you."

The court mage immediately stepped forward? "I came first."

The old man of the Fox tribe also said quickly: "We also need to confirm the status of the priest, we can't wait any longer!"

The priest said calmly: "Stop fighting? You two are together."

Together?

Representatives from both parties were immediately confused and couldn't figure out how they were related.

Then they entered the temple where they could barely hold discussions.

It was a very simple room. The half-collapsed wall next to it could still see the blazing construction site outside.

The sound of bricks being knocked, the sound of moving, and the shouts of the dwarves working could be heard from time to time, making it extremely noisy.

Bishop Almond of the temple was sitting on a simple chair, supporting his head with one hand, as if he was resting or closing his eyes in meditation.

"You are here."

His silver eyes opened and he looked at them a little tiredly.

A holy healer was mixing a stimulating potion nearby.

The court mage moved his nose, walked over and asked, "Soothing potion?"

"Well, the bishop has not rested for more than half a month, and now he has to rely on the stimulation of Ningshenhua to be energetic enough to talk to you."

"I'm also familiar with this, and there's also a recipe for special effects~"
Chapter completed!