I'm not a sister complex!

In the Principality of North, the Night Clan is located in the temple hall of the Shadow Realm.

The three beams of light that suddenly appeared just now have obviously attracted the attention of the entire family.

At this moment, they gathered in the hall, looking at the statue of their ancestors on the altar with some doubt.

If they were not mistaken, the previous beam of light seemed to be emitted from behind the ancestral statue.

It seems that there has never been such a movement in the past tens of thousands of years? What is going on?

Just as all kinds of speculations arose in their minds, a slightly lazy royal sister's voice suddenly rang out in this majestic and sacred hall.

"Send a message to all the clan members who are looking for fragments of the master's kingdom in the outside world, asking them to stop searching and return to the clan as soon as possible through normal means."

"Also, suspend all activities that may expose your identity to the outside world."

Several elders in the crowd who knew where the voice came from showed looks of astonishment after hearing the content of this speech.

They all looked at the crescent moon behind the ancestor statue and asked in a respectful but puzzled tone:

"Master Spirit! Collecting fragments of our ancestors' kingdom is what our family has been doing for tens of thousands of years. This also has something to do with whether our ancestors can return."

"What happened when they suddenly stopped searching at this time? Is it related to the three beams of light just now?"

The lazy royal sister's voice hummed and confirmed it.

"Yes! In the next period of time, the major churches may conduct a large-scale search for us. The intensity of the search will be very large, so anything that may involve exposing our identity must be prohibited."

After hearing this explanation, the elders still didn't quite understand what had happened and why the church was searching for them so aggressively, but they still agreed respectfully.

The will of the artifact can also be considered the will of the ancestors to a certain extent.

At this time, the lazy royal sister's voice seemed to remember something and added:

"You don't need to bother the little fellow who has awakened his elven bloodline. He has his own mission."

After saying this, the lazy royal sister's voice fell silent and stopped talking, ignoring the surprise on the faces of those who heard this.

Just as the Dark Clan was accepting instructions from the divine artifact, oracles from the gods were also sent out from the headquarters of the cathedrals and quickly spread to the entire continent.

The content of the oracle is to eliminate all believers of the night at all costs.

At the same time, in a palace located in a very secluded place.

A box made of transparent crystal and sealed with a spiritual wall was quietly placed in the center of the palace.

Inside the box is a twisted tentacle that is completely black and exudes an evil, corrupt aura.

This tentacle seemed to be a part cut off from a huge whole, and was now lying quietly in the box.

Suddenly, as if something had happened, the tentacle lying quietly in the center of the box began to swell.

In just a moment, it broke through the box made of transparent crystal and broke through the spiritual wall outside.

Then, a strong, evil, and corrupt aura began to spread outside the palace.

The people outside the palace seemed to sense the evil aura emanating from inside and immediately walked in.

This is a middle-aged man with long flaxen hair and a kind face.

He looked at the tentacles that kept rolling and thrashing on the ground, and shouted in a gentle tone:

"Simon Christ!"

This shout seemed to make the tentacle understand who it was. It immediately stopped rolling and lashing, and began to shrink inward. After a while, it turned into a man in a black robe.

The man who had just recovered ignored his physical weakness and immediately said in a deep voice to the middle-aged man in front of him:

"Our plan has failed. The church seems to have noticed our arrangement a long time ago and has the Son of God carrying the divine weapon waiting for us there."

Fortunately, he was cautious enough and always left himself a way to resurrect, otherwise he would have really been in trouble this time.

Hearing the words of the black-robed man named Simon, the middle-aged man with long flaxen hair nodded slightly.

"I have received the Lord's oracle. At the last moment, a being with a strong aura of the deep sea destroyed the reincarnation ceremony."

"This being may have a high-quality seal of the Night Realm."

The black-robed man named Simon frowned: "The Mist Cult?"

"I know they're working with us to take advantage of us, but why are they destroying our rituals?"

"It doesn't fit the behavior of this group of lunatics."

The middle-aged man with long flaxen hair shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

Simon frowned and thought for a moment. When he couldn't come up with an answer, he gave up the idea temporarily and turned to the middle-aged man with flaxen hair in front of him and said:

"During this operation, the high priest of the Moon Worship Cult did not act as agreed."

"If she takes action, the three of us may not lose against the Son of Terror, and the ritual may not fail."

"I think we need to ask the Moon Worship Cult for an explanation."

The middle-aged man with long flaxen hair said nothing. He waved his hand and set up a simple altar and a ritual formation for communication in front of him.

Soon, as the formation was activated, a gentle and sweet female voice was heard from the formation.

"What do you want from me?"

Hearing this voice, Simon snorted coldly and said:

"Because your presence caused our plan to fail, I need an explanation."

The female voice on the other side of the formation paused for a moment before continuing:

"The content of our cooperation is that I will help you prevent Saiinsma from being promoted, and help you kill him if necessary."

"But at that time, you and Saiinsma were working together to fight against the Son of God of the Church."

"The content of the agreement does not require me to help you deal with the church, so my observation does not violate our agreement."

Simon fell silent, because the man on the other side was right.

They were only thinking of Saiensma at the time, not the church.

The reason they created the plague was to force Saiinsma to hold the promotion ceremony earlier to avoid being noticed by the church's top leaders.

He wanted to create a time difference and successfully complete the ceremony before the church leaders arrived.

However, they didn't expect that the church got the news from somewhere and seemed to have arranged people to ambush them there a long time ago.