Quick Wear: The Bad Female Supporting Character Is an Evil Cultivator

"Someone come here!" the archbishop called out in a deep voice, his voice revealing unquestionable majesty.

Soon, a Templar Knight in silver-white armor hurried into the hall, knelt on one knee, and respectfully waited for the Archbishop's instructions.

"Immediately call all high-ranking priests and wise men to hold an emergency meeting." The Archbishop's voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to come from the bottom of his heart. "At the same time, send the most elite intelligence team to the Kingdom of Lanster to find out the truth and collect all clues related to the Dark Cult."

"Yes, Your Excellency Archbishop!" The Templar Knight responded and quickly turned around and left to carry out the order.

With the departure of the Knights Templar, the palace returned to peace, but under this peace, there was an undercurrent. Gabriel knew that a battle between light and darkness, justice and evil was about to begin, and he had to become the beacon that led the light and dispelled the darkness.

A few hours later, the meeting room of the Church of Light was brightly lit, and the atmosphere was solemn and tense. The high-ranking priests sat around the long table, each with a look of worry and uneasiness on their faces. Gabriel sat at the head of the table, glanced at everyone, and spoke slowly.

"Everyone, I believe everyone has received the letter from Aidan." His voice was deep and powerful, instantly attracting everyone's attention. "The matter described in the letter concerns the honor of our Church of Light and the safety of the entire continent. The Dark Cult has challenged us again. They are trying to shake our foundation and undermine our actions by framing Saint Alice."

At this point, the Archbishop paused, his eyes becoming more determined. "But we must not let them succeed! There has never been a possibility of peaceful coexistence between light and darkness. We must unite and fight against this evil force together."

"Your Excellency the Archbishop, I think we should take action immediately." An elderly high-ranking priest stood up, his voice filled with urgency. "The Dark Cult is cunning, we must expose their conspiracy before they do and protect Saint Alice and innocent people."

"I agree." Another priest echoed, "Moreover, we also need to strengthen our ties with other countries and win their support and help. After all, the threat of the Dark Cult is not only aimed at our Church of Light, but also poses a challenge to the peace and stability of the entire continent."

The Archbishop nodded and agreed with everyone's suggestions. "You are right. We must do two things at the same time. We must expose the conspiracy of the Dark Cult and win more allies."

The archbishop's gaze lingered on the faces of each priest for a moment, and finally fell on the wise man Elder, who was thinking with his eyes closed, as if he could draw strength from the endless sea of ​​wisdom. "Elder, what do you think?" he asked gently but with dignity.

Elder slowly opened his eyes, his eyes gleaming with wisdom. "Your Excellency the Archbishop, I think before we take action, we need to sort out the layout and strategy of the Dark Cult. Since they dare to provoke us so blatantly, they must have something to rely on. We need to go deep into their organization, or at least grasp their important strongholds, so that we can strike them with one blow."

"Your suggestion is very pertinent," the archbishop praised. "So, how do we achieve this?"

"We can use our intelligence network and mobilize the loyalists among the believers to conduct secret reconnaissance." Elder suggested, "In addition, I also suggest sending a few Templar Knights who are good at stealth and reconnaissance. They can sneak behind enemy lines and collect first-hand information."

"This is a bold and effective plan." A young priest named Alexander excitedly interrupted, "I am willing to lead a team myself to carry out this task."

The archbishop smiled slightly, his eyes showing both encouragement and warning. "Alexander, your courage is admirable, but remember, this mission is of great importance. It requires not only courage, but also wisdom and caution. I will consider your request, but before that, we must be fully prepared."

The meeting continued, and the discussion gradually deepened into the specific action plan. It was decided to split the troops into two groups: one group, led by Alexander, would be responsible for infiltrating the core area of ​​the Dark Cult, collecting intelligence and destroying its key facilities; the other group would be composed of high-ranking priests and wise men, responsible for publicly exposing the Dark Cult's conspiracy and winning the support of the people and countries.

A few days later, in the dark night, the Templar team led by Alexander had sneaked into an abandoned castle on the border of the Kingdom of Lanster, which was said to be an important stronghold of the Dark Cult. Outside the castle, the wind was cold and the moonlight was thin. Everything seemed so quiet and strange.

"Everyone be careful, there may be a trap here." Alexander whispered, and at the same time gently touched the holy emblem on his chest with his fingers, which was the source of his power.

The team members nodded in agreement, dispersed, and quietly approached the gate of the castle. Alexander quietly stepped forward and quickly cracked the door lock using the special tools he carried with him. The sound of the door hinge turning was particularly harsh in the silent night, but fortunately, it did not arouse any alarm.

Entering the castle, a cold breath hit us, mixed with a faint smell of blood and corruption. Alexander signaled the team to stay alert and turned on the micro lighting device in his hand. A weak beam of light illuminated the road ahead.

The interior of the castle was intricate, with a variety of sculptures and murals on both sides of the corridor, but most of them were incomplete and looked dilapidated. Alexander keenly noticed that some of the sculptures seemed to have a faint green light flashing in their eyes, which was a trace of dark magic.

"This place is really not simple." He thought to himself, and then signaled the team to speed up while being alert to the movements around them.

Just as they were about to reach a secret room deep in the castle, suddenly, a low chanting sound came from all directions, accompanied by gusts of cold wind, and a suffocating dark atmosphere filled the air.

"Oh no, we've been discovered!" Alexander realized it immediately, and quickly drew his sword and shouted, "Get ready for battle!"

The team members reacted quickly, each drawing their weapons and preparing for battle. In the darkness, several shadows approached quickly. They were the followers of the Dark God Cult. They were wearing black robes, their faces were distorted, and their eyes were flashing with crazy light.

A fierce battle ensued. Alexander led the charge, his sword like a dragon, each swing accompanied by the shining of holy light, repelling the dark believers one by one. Other Templars also showed their strengths, either shield-hitting or sword-stabbing, engaging in a desperate fight with the enemy.

However, the number of dark followers seemed endless and their fighting power was extremely strong. As time went on, the Templar team gradually felt overwhelmed and casualties began to occur.

"This is not a solution. We must find the chanter and interrupt his spell!" Alexander shouted while struggling to resist the enemy's attack.

Upon hearing this, a Templar Knight who was good at stealth immediately flashed and disappeared into the darkness, looking for the key chanter. Soon, a fierce fighting sound came from the direction of the secret room, and then the heart-pounding chanting sound stopped abruptly, and the dark atmosphere dissipated.