The Path of Ascension to the Priest

Irene has been away from Wucheng for too long, and she is no longer used to this dark and humid environment. She curled up on the hard stone bed, and the cloak under her body was useless. She was still shivering with cold, The blood all over her body seemed to be frozen, and she could only draw a little bit of heat from the gray hairball lying on her chest.

She didn't live well here, because it was too cold, and she always woke up suddenly in her sleep.The environment in Wucheng is the same as here, even colder and more humid than here. Black witches are not interested in soft beds and warm sunshine. This kind of cold thing is in line with their preferences.

Irene used to live in such an environment, but now she has learned to enjoy the warm sunshine.

Irene turned over and lay on her back, her gray eyes were foggy, she looked at the top of her head in a daze, the cold unscrupulously invaded Irene's body and her thoughts, she even felt that her brain was frozen.

The stone room where she was confined was not small, but apart from the stone bed lying on her body, there was only a platform more than one meter high left.

The table is huge and takes up almost a third of the room.

In Witch City, all the rooms have this structure, including the Black Witch's bedroom.

Irene was in a daze for a while, and when she was drowsy holding the gray hair ball, there was a sudden sound from the corner of the wall, and a gray, sharp finger bone came out from the ground, and then the whole hand bone and eye sockets flashed. The ghostly skull, the body made of bones, the skeleton came out of the ground, turning its head stiffly, looking for something in the room.

The sharp sound of bones rubbing against each other awakened Irene, she sat up from the bed, turned her head to stare at the sudden appearance of the skeleton, her eyes widened, and alertness and doubts flashed in her eyes.

This is not what she summoned.

The skeleton locked on Irene, and the dim light in its eye sockets jumped quickly. It wobbled towards the stone bed, looking as if it would fall apart at any moment, and finally walked in front of Irene. His arm was removed and the word "Mark" was placed on the ground.

Irene stared blankly at the writing on the ground, and the first thought that flashed in her mind was not that there was finally news about Tang Qiu, but that the IQ of this skeleton seemed a little high?

This kind of skeleton has no intelligence after being summoned, and can only execute some simple commands.

After the skeleton showed its identity, it bent down to install its arm back, then took out a piece of folded parchment from the eye socket and placed it on Irene's head.

Erin: "..."

She took off the parchment and unfolded it expectantly. When she saw the familiar writing on it, she was surprised, but after seeing what was written on it, the corners of her raised mouth immediately froze.

Tang Qiu's reply to her was only five words, "I'll think about it."

After Irene turned the parchment over and saw that there were indeed only these words, she folded the parchment silently, and when she raised her eyes, she happened to see the skeleton dangling there.

Irene tentatively asked: "Can you take me away?" Thinking of the mystery of Mark's grocery store, hope was rekindled in her heart, after all, this skeleton looks quite unusual.

The skeleton took off his arm again, and before he could put out any words, the stone door was suddenly pulled open from the outside, and a petite and small figure walked in, with an immature face and a cute appearance, and the big white robe on his body covered her only The next fair little face was exposed.

Irene subconsciously turned her head to look, her face changed slightly, she pursed her lips and whispered, "Vera."

Vera turned around and closed the door, then looked at her expressionlessly, and said lightly, "Long time no see, Irene."

The skeleton disappeared into the ground when Vera pushed the door. Irene put the parchment into her sleeve and sighed silently, "So you are here."

If she knew that Vera was with that person, she would definitely not come to her.

Vera walked to the table in the center of the room, raised her hand to touch the cold stone surface, and said calmly, "Elder Granna called me here."

Irene lowered her head and did not speak. After Vera stroked the cold countertop, she took out a sharp knife from the space gem. She stroked the blade with her fingers and whispered a spell. A three-meter-high The half-human demon appeared on the stage, with blue-gray skin, half-human, half-beast, and a hideous face.

The half-human demon was lying on the table panting heavily, his chest was heaving violently, and his arms burst out with veins, but he still lay there obediently without moving.

Vera summoned a skeleton to hold her, and put the knife in her hand on the half-human's neck and cut it down expressionlessly. Her wrist didn't tremble at all, and the black and red blood sprayed on her face. Wipe it off casually with your sleeve.

The demigod's roar made Irene tremble. She looked up at Vera in a daze, and suddenly said, "Can you let me go, Vera?"

Vera glanced at her, "Will you come back?"

Irene opened her mouth and looked away guiltily.

Vera looked back, and cut open the half-human demon's stomach with a sharp knife. She took out all the viscera inside, and then put the prepared materials in one by one, and whispered as she put it: "In Wucheng When I let you go, you told me you would definitely come back."

The half-human demon slowly lost its breath after its stomach was cut open. Vera put all the materials away, and then released a lifeless adult male from the space gem. She commanded the skeleton to kill the unconscious man. Picking it up and stuffing it into the half-human demon's body, she took out a finger-thin silver needle, and the silver needle skillfully sewed the half-human demon's stomach shut with black air.

The sound of the silver needle penetrating the skin was infinitely amplified in Irene's ears. Her hand, which was touching the gray hair ball with her head down, trembled slightly. The hair ball looked up at her and rubbed her palm blankly.

Vera didn't know how many times she had done this kind of thing, she was very skillful, without any trembling, she sewed up the half-human's stomach, and then dipped the blood on the table to draw a dark magic circle on it, the skeleton will She put it on the ground, and she took out the bone staff and whispered a spell.

The spell is very long. For Irene, when listening to Vera chanting the spell, time seems to stand still.

Black air emerged from the bone staff, and slowly enveloped the half-human demon on the stage. The half-human demon who had not breathed for a long time suddenly struggled, and his hideous face changed in the black air. The appearance of the human demon will change into the appearance of the man stuffed into his stomach after a while. After Vera finished chanting the spell, the struggle of the half-human demon stopped abruptly, and the black air circled around the half-human demon. The circle couldn't find a place to stay, and got back into Vera's bone staff again.

Vera put away the bone staff and said lightly: "It failed again."

Erin lowered her head and said nothing.

"Only you can succeed in this witchcraft." Vera stared at Irene and said softly, "Elder Granna needs you."

Vera's words pierced Irene's pain, she raised her eyes, her gray eyes were full of indifference, "I won't do this kind of thing for her again."

"You are Anderson's black witch, you should help her." Vera said blankly, "Do you still think you are a priest?"

"Vera." Irene stared at her warningly, her eyes were slightly red.

Vera looked away and took out a black crystal from the space gem. She put the black crystal on the ground, watched it slowly melt into the ground, and said softly: "Elder Granna said that the outside world is too peaceful. , making you forget something."

Complex black patterns slowly emerged on the ground under her feet, the walls of the stone chamber were shaky, and the surrounding scene began to change rapidly. Vera walked to the door and said another sentence before leaving, "I hope you can be with me." I'll go back to Wucheng together."

After Vera left, the dark magic circle on the ground was completely formed. This is a dark phantom formation, a dark formation that only red-robed witches can complete. Vera doesn't have this ability at all. Prepared, the main purpose of the dark phantom array is to arouse the most fearful memory in people's hearts and make them sink into it and lose themselves. Irene leaned her head on the wall, watching the changing environment with cold eyes, her face turned from blue to white .

Her hands tucked into her sleeves tightly grasped the parchment, her nails dug deep into her palms, and there were bursts of tingling pain.

It has been seven days since they set off from the Holy See of Bier. However, Tang Qiu and the others have not left the Empire of Bier. Reese's order to escort the believers back to the Holy See was urgently and quickly executed. However, when they really started escorting, she I don't seem to be in a hurry anymore

At night, you must ask to stop and rest, and during the day, you can only hurry in the morning, and you have to find a scenic place for afternoon tea in the afternoon.

Occasionally stop for a banquet.

Leaving aside Tang Qiu's mood, Monica was so angry that her face never cleared up since she left the Holy See.

However, the angry Monica did not affect Reese, she still went her own way, and the afternoon tea time was deliberately longer and longer.

Thanks to Reese, Tang Qiu spent the full moon night "safely" in a comfortable room instead of sleeping in the wild.

There was no light in the room, and the bright moonlight outside shone in through the cracks in the curtains. The faint light made the two figures embracing each other on the bed clearer in the darkness.

On the night of the full moon, the blond priest will transform into a small stove. Lucille is already used to being hugged tightly by her waist and burying her head on the side of her neck. The fiery temperature penetrates through the thin clothes Passed to her body, although she was still a little uncomfortable, but she liked the feeling of her palm changing from cold to warm.

With one arm around Tang Qiu's shoulder, she stared at a certain place in the darkness, wondering what she was thinking.

Tang Qiu, who hadn't fallen asleep yet, took a deep breath on Lucille's neck, her sky blue eyes were a little dark, and she said in a hoarse voice, "Do you know the court of the Holy See?"

Lucille looked down at the top of Tang Qiu's head, "I don't know."

"The Trial House is a place to punish priests who have violated the precepts." Although Tang Qiu's body and mind were suffering, Tang Qiu was still able to maintain a trace of clarity and talk to Lucille, "No one knows what the priests who entered the Trial House will be. What kind of punishment was imposed, but very few priests were released from it."

After she knew that she was a werewolf, she went to learn about the most special place in the Holy See, the Tribunal. As an institution that supervises and punishes the Holy See personnel, she once arrested bishops who made mistakes. The status and power of the presiding judge are in the Holy See. Comparable to a cardinal, but not a candidate for the next Pope.

Tang Qiu didn't know if he had to climb to the position of archbishop in red to feel at ease.

"If you are captured, I will rescue you." Lucille said lightly, "We can stay in Edri."

Lucille's tone was calm without a trace of ups and downs, still making people feel unconvincing as usual, but Tang Qiu laughed unconsciously, and she jokingly said: "You are a blood race, you are not afraid of breaking into the Holy See, and you will not be saved." Will I die under the spell of light?"

Lucille keenly sensed that the blond priest's mood had turned for the better. She unconsciously stroked Tang Qiu's shoulder with her hand, and replied softly, "I'm not afraid." Her tone was full of indifference to life.

Tang Qiu looked up at her, a trace of helplessness flashed in her sky blue eyes, she sighed and said, "Didn't I tell you to read less poetry anthologies praising death?"

She has been vaguely aware of Lucille's negative and world-weary thoughts since a long time ago. She doesn't seem to care about anything. She is clearly a blood race for more than six generations, but she doesn't live in the blood domain, and she hates blood and other blood races.

She didn't seem to have seen Lucille interested in anyone or anything other than herself...

Oh, no, there was another Lola. Tang Qiu put back the smile on the corner of his mouth, leaned his head on Lucille again and stopped talking.

The person in the arms suddenly became quiet, Lucille looked down suspiciously, and called out tentatively: "Grace?"

Tang Qiu closed her eyes and didn't talk to her. Lucille waited patiently for a while, thinking she had fallen asleep, so she adjusted to a more comfortable posture, closed her eyes and rested around Tang Qiu.

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I'll see if I can write another chapter after dinner