Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes Chapter 220

　　 When this gap is opened, the next thing becomes simple.

　　 is like a plant growing in general. At first it was just a tiny seed in the cracks of the rock, but with the moisture of the sun and rain, it can finally take root in it tenaciously and blossom and bear fruit.

　　 Because of the substantial increase in his own strength, and the bishop himself is almost exhausted. It took Anves about half a day to successfully fill the length of the Twisted Seed.

　　 Then, he disbanded the flesh and blood clone he had pulled out to make up the count, and no longer frightened the young Bishop of the Holy See.

　　 Just as he once incarnates as the 'Man in the Mirror', the so-called parasitic ritual of fate is also the effect of the combination of the [flesh clone], [flesh manipulation] and [old majesty].

　　 The true fate parasitic ritual is extremely complicated, the steps are cumbersome, the consumables are rare, and the specific ritual arrangement and process are also almost lost.

　　Using the little bit of weak spiritual guidance effect mixed in the discourse, with the current mental state of the bishop, I am afraid that there is no time to make a careful distinction.

　　 However, in the process of just planting the Twisted Seed, Anvis could clearly feel that Yanile's mental resistance was far stronger than the other Twisted Seed objects he had planted before.

　　 He wasn't sure if this was due to Yanile's own strength of Tier 8 or because he was born in the Holy See, and because of his beliefs, his heart was particularly firm.

　　 If it is placed before absorbing the seal, Anvis is really not sure whether the Twisted Seed will finally take shape.

　　 But after absorbing the seal, all attributes received a fundamentally upgraded old secret scripture, which was enough to face this degree of resistance.

　　 Confirming that the Seed of Twisting is fully mature, Anvis's hood fluctuates slightly, and he asks the first question.

　　 "Tell me, what is your name?"

　　 "Yanil...My name is Yanil. I offer sacrifice to your Excellency."

A strange enthusiasm flashed through 　　's light gold eyes, and the blond young bishop spoke with a pious expression, as if facing the **** he had devoted himself to serving.

　　 "Very good—"

　　 Anvis nodded.

　　 "Then Yanil, tell me, why did you come to this island?"

　　 "For that legendary holy thing, sacrifice to the lord."

　　Pale golden eyes looked up at Anvis, Yanil did not hesitate to speak, revealing his fundamental goal of coming to this island in secret this time.

　　 "According to the information of the church intelligence agency, there is an unknown evil...secret cult on this island. In their hands, they hold the blood of the real old god."

　　 "For the traces left by these ancient existences among the stars, since the establishment of the Holy See, the top of the Holy See has been collecting and processing these things to prevent them from flowing into the hands of evil people and harming the mainland."

　　 "And when I came to this island this time, it was also before my departure. The Archbishop personally gave me the goal of the mission."

　　 nodded slightly, Anvis raised his hand at random and wiped the void, so the dark magic shackles that bound the limbs of the young bishop on the altar suddenly disappeared.

　　 moved his hands and feet, Yanil weakly got up from the rock altar, still with the vague enthusiasm in his eyes.

　　 Looking at the blond bishop who stood up, Anvis's heart moved slightly, ready to test the new ability of the Twisted Seed.

　　Before, when the old secret scripture absorbed the seal beyond the ninth rank, the magic effect of the Twisted Seed added an extremely powerful new ability:

　　 can peep into the memory of the subject without being noticed by the subject, the most impressive scene.

　　 put an hourglass upside down and put it on the ground, Anvis stroked the cover of the old secret scriptures, slowly concentrated his mind, trying to perceive the orientation of the distortion that had formed.

　　 In the mind space, three faint dark green stars suddenly lit up.

　　As Anvis's concentration time became longer, the brightness of the stars began to become clearer and clearer.

　　 The other two stars are far away from him, and the outlines are more blurred, while the third star is very close, and is extremely clear and bright.

　　 Anvis tried to find out his mental power and touched the star.

　　 A ring of faint light ripples radiated from the star, and at the same time, his perspective suddenly changed.

　　The environment around the body has become a pale white majestic church, with a sharp arched dome that is beyond imagination, and huge flower windows depicting myths and epics on all sides.

　　 He was standing under the huge dome at this time. The rich golden sunlight filled the magnificent flower windows polished by various magic gems, covering him and the person in front of him, looking extremely sacred.

　　The person in front of him is a middle-aged man with brown hair, wearing a deep red solemn robe, with a solemn face, and covering his whole body in a faint light.

　　 The moment he saw that face, Anvis immediately recognized his identity.

　　【Holy Judgment】Jogson, one of the seven archbishops of the Holy See, a ninth-tier peak priest.

　　 At this moment, he was talking to Anves.

　　 "...Go, try not to attract outsiders' attention along the way."

　　 After finishing speaking, Jorgson turned around, facing the white altar, the bright light contained in the cup, slightly closed his eyes.

　　 "Alright, Yanil, when you bring back the blood of the old god, your famous generals will be among them, and you will receive the glory and grace of the gods first."

　　 Then, this segment suddenly blurred, and then turned into a scene in the streets of the city of chants.

A blond girl in a dark blue official gown holding his hand, walking slowly on the street paved with cyan rocks, seems to be helping ordinary people~www.mtlnovel.com~ The girl with a gentle smile on her face, carrying the magic basket The bread in China is distributed to the surrounding people. He watched this scene peacefully, waving his hand from time to time, exuding a little holy light, shrouded the people, and expelled their diseases.

In front of 　　, several old-clothed civilians looked grateful, and they continued to salute the two of them.

　　 In the next instant, the picture changed again, changing into a pure white simple quiet room.

In front of 　　 was a golden cup full of holy light. He stood alone, bowed his head slightly, crossed his fingers on his chest, and seemed to be praying to the gods.

　　 In this scene of memory, Anvis gradually learned about the life of the bishop.

　　 At the same time, he also caught an obscure word in the corners of those scattered and incoherent memories.

　　——The Holy Plan.

The word 　　 has only appeared once in the memory of the bishop, but the memory of the bishop is extremely deep.

　　 At other moments, in the memory scenes related to this plan, the characters appearing are a little secretive about it, and the bishop himself seems to have very little understanding of the specific parts of the plan.

　　 He just vaguely knows that the essence of the plan seems to be related to the power of faith.

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