Quick Wear: When the Villain Holds the Strategy Script

Now that “Flame Master” has responded through his oath, how could he let the remaining people go?

"Since you all doubted me just now, let's go into the temple and give it a try now."

Shen Yuzhi stepped aside and folded his hands across his chest, but his words and actions gave off a feeling of "going in to die".

When the Pope heard this, he also silently shifted his gaze.

Of course, the others did not dare to talk nonsense in front of the Pope, but they were so angry that their eyes were not eyes and their noses were not noses.

"Okay, let's leave this matter alone. The dark forces are now at their peak. Do we have to mess ourselves up first?"

The priest stepped forward and tried to smooth things over, but before Shen Yuzhi could finish his prepared words, the Pope on the side shook his head.

“Master Yan’s loyalty is evident. Even if the person who slandered him is not the master behind the dark forces, he may have done something disrespectful to the gods.

Since the Flame Master has to be forced to prove his innocence, then the rest of the people should be treated equally."

The priest didn't expect the Pope to speak for Shen Yuzhi, but on second thought he found it reasonable.

The Pope is indifferent by nature and doesn't care about anything on weekdays. Apart from Shen Yuzhi, if there is anyone who dares to prove himself in front of the statue, it is only the Pope.

The Pope will dedicate his entire life to the Temple.

With the Pope's words, the priests dared not say anything more, leaving only those named by Shen Yuzhi with pale faces.

The smile on Shen Yuzhi's face became even brighter.

Perhaps the original temple was indeed full of loyal believers of the gods, but after so much development, it has become different, with power and profit, fame and gain mixed into faith.

The impact of dark energy brings not only fear and anger, but also surprise and unexpectedness.

Today, "Legend" is the highest class, a higher level that even the Pope, who is said to be the top combat power in "Skylight", cannot reach for the time being.

But dark energy can.

Although your rank will drop when you use dark energy for the first time, the road ahead will become extremely broad, just like a gurgling stream turning into a vast ocean. Although each level-up is difficult, your strength improves very quickly.

Shen Yuzhi believed that there were also people among these people who were contaminated with dark energy, but all they wanted was power, not really wanting to rebel against the temple!

If the dark camp goes to war with the temple, these people will also stand on the side of the temple to defend their own power!

If that’s the case, why should Shen Yuzhi give them face?

Shen Yuzhi's light golden eyes swept across the people below the stairs. His eyes were chilling and piercing, and he examined everyone sharply.

"Are you feeling guilty? If you have a clear conscience, then go in."

Shen Yuzhi and the Pope have already put everyone on a high place, and there is no way to come down. The only way to get rid of suspicion is to prove themselves like Master Yan.

Seeing that the Pope looked somewhat unhappy, a messenger finally walked in.

The waiting time is always long, and everyone even feels more nervous and anxious than when they were waiting for Shen Yuzhi.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the temple opened again, and the messenger of God walked out tremblingly. Compared to Shen Yuzhi's calmness, he looked pale, his legs were trembling, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Faced with everyone's questions, he just waved his hands and shook his head quickly without saying anything.

Is this a problem? Or is it nothing?

Although I had no idea what was going on, it was a shot in the arm for the people behind me.

The remaining people entered one by one.

With the two proofs, it is now a matter of forcing you to enter. If you enter, you can clear your name. If you don’t enter, you will be a traitor to the temple.

Who dares to say this in front of the Pope!

They continued to wait, but everyone was obviously more relaxed as they chatted. Now, everyone present was a strong person with a say in their respective fields, but now they had to endure the torment here.

This time it seemed to take longer than the previous two times. Just when everyone was puzzled, the door of the palace finally opened slowly, but only the Pope walked out.

The Pope still looked as calm as usual, but he said the cruelest words.

"The traitor who betrayed God has died to pay his sins."

One word stirs up a thousand waves!

The man just now was a high-ranking member of the Arcane Association, an ice mage whose strength was only second to that of a flame master. How could he die just like that?

I looked inside the temple, but couldn't see anything clearly.

The Pope's gaze shifted to another person, and his expression began to become displeased.

"You, come on."

……

As a "traitor" of the temple, the traitor leader of the light camp, and the behind-the-scenes leader of the Curse Blood Alliance, Shen Yuzhi did things that could result in him being struck to death by thunder from the God of Light.

The reason why he dared to go in was, of course, because he was Shen Yuzhi, not a pure "Flame Master".

The oath was sworn by the soul. Shen Yuzhi is a typical atheist and certainly would not be afraid of a god made up of a bunch of data.

In short, he did not make the oath, so it is not his turn to bear the punishment.

This is why he, a "traitor", dared to enter the temple.

Secondly, the majesty of the temple is inviolable. Magic is prohibited here and the use of force is not allowed. Even if the sky falls, the peace of the gods cannot be disturbed.

Shen Yuzhi leaned against a pillar on the side, his eyes narrowed under the hood revealing a hint of danger, his face was half hidden in the darkness, his expression was obscure.

He looked into the distance.

Saint Celia, it should be a mess now, right?

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It was a cloudy and moonless night. The air was damp and heavy, like a huge rock pressing on one's chest. It was dull and gloomy. The bleak moonlight spread all over the earth, and the palace of Saint Celia was shrouded in inky darkness.

Several figures were running quickly in the darkness, their figures were hidden and difficult to detect.

The palace is heavily guarded, and the patrol team will not miss any suspicious traces.

Patrick, the commander of the Saint Cilia Legion, is now frowning.

Several legendary magicians stationed in Saint Cilia have been recalled to the temple and will not be back in the short term. However, the dark camp's headquarters, Megris, is still eyeing them covetously.

Thinking of Megris, Patrick couldn't help but spit out blood. That was Saint Celia's land! But now it was occupied by those pagans! Damn it!

Patrick's face darkened when he thought of this.

After the dark camp used Megris City as its base, perhaps due to lack of strength, there has been no movement and it has been very stable. However, this made Patrick even more uneasy, as he always felt that the dark camp was planning something.

The recent Shenbo people are also very uneasy...