Chapter 491 In the dark
Severn Terry knew that he had no way back.
And he really can't find a better way than he is now.
He had seen every leaflet that the Cecils entered the city, and heard the news circulating in the outer city. He knew that the Cecils were promoting a kind of holy light belief that was almost deviant and blurred the boundaries of humans and gods. To be honest, he had a great resistance to these things. He had devoted himself to the God of Holy Light for half his life, but could not accept the Cecils' saying that "holy light comes from the heart."
But he could not accept that the current Holy Light Church regards faith as a means of making money and holy light as a violent reliance.
He accepted Amber's invitation and then learned in detail what he needed to do.
"We can find ways to interfere with the guards of the church area and close the defense of the divine artifacts, but the road to the cathedral is not under our control," said the middle-aged low-level priest, who was in the middle-aged man, as he said the situation inside the church area. "The Order of the Precepts and the Knights of the Holy See guard all the gates, and they only obey the cathedral."
"How are those monks and the Holy See knights fighting? Do you think they will fight to the death to protect the cathedral?"
"...The monks of the precepts are professions that are better at faith in judgment and precepts. Their frontal combat power is not strong. As for the Holy See knights... they were originally the strongest garrison in Lu'an Cathedral, but last time Bishop Lemont took away all the high-level knights, and the remaining large number of middle-level and low-level knights died a lot when assisting the noble army in fighting. Now the remaining combat power is probably less than 20%," Severn Terry said in detail, "but... they are still fatal to ordinary people."
"Don't worry about this. There will be other forces to help. Just tell me the road map and ward situation of the church area."
"good."
After handing over this most crucial information, Severn Terry felt that he suddenly felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief as if he had completed a major mission. Amber looked at the fatigue accumulated in the eyebrows of the middle-aged priest for many days, and suddenly asked casually: "If I guessed correctly, the power of the holy light of many priests in the church area should have decreased to varying degrees..."
Severn Trier was surprised: "How did you know?"
"The effect of the magic technique cannot deceive people at the scene of the heresy trial," Amber shook his head slightly. "Although I guess the magic technique used to identify heresy has a big problem. Perhaps it can make most ordinary people show signs of faith shake, but for you clergy who should be very pious in theory... its effect should not be so significant. I carefully observed the expressions of each of you at that time. Your shake, accident, and panic are real."
Severn Terry fell silent, and the two low-level priests beside him lowered their heads in complex expressions. After a few seconds of silence, one of the low-level priests finally spoke: "...You have strong observation."
"At least one-third of the clergy have experienced a decline in power of varying degrees," Saven Terry continued. "The worst of all, even a hierarchy has declined. To be honest, it is not uncommon for clergy to decline due to their own short confusion. But the wave of faith on this scale is probably the first time since the establishment of Lu'an Cathedral..."
Amber then asked: "When did more people experience power loss first?"
“Since the Holy Spirit Plain came to collect atonement money and suppress the faith of the alien gods, my power of the Holy Light has stalled, and many people in the church area are similar to me. We cannot accept such things that go against the doctrine of the Holy Light.”
Amber blinked and whispered thoughtfully: "It seems that's true..."
As Gao Wen once speculated, what happened to Wright is not an exception.
Although the intense behavior of the Holy Light Church in recent times has accumulated a huge amount of wealth and rapidly improved the strength of the church, on the other hand, it has also caused too strong doubts among the lower priests who have maintained conscience within the church. The separation of the doctrine of the original Holy Light and the actual behavior of the church has created more and more low-level priests who have shaken their faith like Wright. As time goes by, this situation will only become more and more serious...
Did the Holy Light Church really not realize that these collapses occurred at the bottom? Or... even if they realize that, they have reasons to do so. Even if they risk splitting the church and making some clergy turn their backs on their faith, they must use this method of drinking poison to quench their thirst to allow the church to develop rapidly in a short period of time?
Amber thought hard and found that she really couldn't figure it out, so she simply shook her head and put this problem behind her for the time being - anyway, she just came in to collect information and do sabotage. The real analysis of these headaches is what the old Zongzi in the rear is good at. When the time comes, she can tell the situation to the other party and make him worry.
Severn Terry didn't hear Amber's words clearly and asked curiously: "What did you say just now?"
"Nothing," Amber waved his hand, "This matter is settled, and we will talk about it until the dust is settled."
Severn Terry nodded slightly, but before he got up and left, he suddenly seemed to think of another thing: "There is one thing I think I should remind you - although I don't know what kind of extraordinary power you have prepared, be careful of Flange? Berlang, I think his situation is abnormal."
"Farlan? Berlan?" Amber raised his eyebrows, "According to information, he should be just a mid-level peak priest. If all the high-level powerful people in the Southern Church were not destroyed, it would not be his turn to be a bishop."
"He is indeed mid-level, but now he has mastered the core divine array of the cathedral. His strength is probably not so easy to judge," said Fran Berlan with a serious face. "And since the heresy judgment four days ago, he has locked himself in the cathedral without showing up once, and even the leader of the precepts monks has not received a chance to meet. This is abnormal. I prayed to the Lord, and the message of the Holy Light is filled with disturbing illusions and howling sounds. I can feel a powerful force gathering in the cathedral, very much like the Holy Light, but something else is mixed in it... In short, you must be treated with caution."
"...Oh my god, I'm afraid it's not a routine to break through the battle..."
Flange Terry didn't hear clearly: "What?"
"Don't care," Amber waved his hand quickly, "I will report the situation to my superiors. Please rest assured, this action is very stable."
No matter what Flange? Bern does in the cathedral, Cecil has enough strength to suppress it. At worst, the team will make a fuss in the outer city. Then Byron and Philip directly target the inner city. In front of a sufficient amount of art, it is useless to break through the protagonist in front of the formation-the "former" will be thwarted by you...
Amber didn't realize that her way of thinking had been seriously affected by Gao Wen without realizing it...
"Then I'm going back," after the talk, Sevin Terry stood up and performed a priestly manners to Amber, "it may be discovered if you leave the church area for a long time."
Amber nodded, but just as the three clergy were about to reach the door, she suddenly called out from behind: "About your declining power of the Holy Light... Cecil has a solution."
In order to ensure that the "insiders" in the church area can be more reliable, she decided to reveal some "bait" in advance.
Severn Terry stopped immediately, with an incredible expression on his face: "Are you serious?"
The decline of power caused by the wavering of faith has always been an unsolvable phenomenon for clergy. Basically, it can only be cured by time or self-breakthrough. Most people will never heal in their entire lives, and at most they can only maintain a state of stagnation in the power of divine magic. But those Cecils... do they... have a way?
"I didn't say that in those leaflets, but Wright did find a new way of light, and this way...everyone has the chance to try it."
Severn Terry's eyes became excited, and nothing moved a devout believer of the Holy Light than the opportunity to get closer to the Holy Light: "What conditions are needed?"
Amber thought for a while and looked at the slightly thin bodies of the three priests in front of him with uncertainty: "Can you carry a forty kilogram of warhammer?"
The three pastors looked at each other inexplicably: “…ah?”
"Abstract, let's exercise first," Amber touched his smooth chin and said thoughtfully, "and then exercise his ability to fight and fight, run eight kilometers a day with weight and move bricks, and in just a month, you should become a qualified battlefield priest..."
After the three confused priests left, the temporary stronghold became quiet for a while.
An Military Intelligence Agency operator with an admiration expression - of course, he did not admire Amber in the end and fooled the three priests to exercise, but admired what his boss said to Seven Terry before: "Boss, your ability to bluff people has not regressed."
Amber waved his hand indifferently: "When did I ever retreat? I can't use it in Cecil City."
As a nicknamed "Tao Queen", she was once famous in the illegal mercenary and adventurer circles in the southern border, leading a large group of gangsters and scoundrels to bully the market, how could Amber not have a good eloquence? How could she not have the ability to make the dead live?
At the most barren and backward border of the Ansu Kingdom, she has been working with a variety of people all day long. This half-elf thief is familiar with observing words and expressions and controlling people's hearts. Without this ability, she would not have been able to thoroughly understand the situation of the people at the bottom of Lu'an City in a short period of time and create such a large-scale destruction.
I don't use it normally, but I just can't use it.
"But then again, boss, the words you just said really have a lot of shadows of the Duke-"
"Nonsense, I usually have nothing to do and take the time to sleep. How could I have time to figure out such boring things?" Amber rolled her eyes, "Many of them are Gao Wen... the Duke usually said, I just copied the situation. But you can't just copy it. Some words must be seen from the right person when you say them. For example, the priest today, who is born a civilian, has a conscience, understands the suffering of civilians, and can see the darkness of the Holy Light Church. He is here to seek a way out that has a real meaning, so those words I say to him work, but if another person is the same, the same words may be bad..."
"We understand, we understand," the subordinates nodded repeatedly, and then one of them asked, "Then... it's time to contact the rear?"
Amber nodded and looked at the tall and thin man standing in a corner of the room: "Skinny, turn on the Magic Network communicator, channel 8 inside. Gray wolf, go outside the door to watch."
The miniaturized and specially made magic net communicator was placed on the table. With a slight buzzing sound, this complex and sophisticated magic machine was activated. Amber waited patiently for a while and saw the crystal on the top of the communicator burst out with a soft light, and a holographic projection quickly formed over the crystal.
That was Gao Wen's face.
"The oil in the pot has been boiled," Amber looked at the holographic projection and grinned his teeth, "It's time to turn over the table."
Gao Wen in the holographic projection nodded: "Is everything going well?"
"Developed as planned, but some situations need to be reported..."
Gao Wen listened quietly to the content of Amber's report and kept everything in his heart. After the report was over, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the communicator in front of him: "I understand, I will make arrangements here in advance. Please be careful with your safety."
Amber in the projection waved his hand impatiently: "Don't worry, don't worry, I won't run away when I really encounter a situation, I'm such a coward..."
...
Gao Wen looked at the cowardly fake, who was ashamed and righteous, and shook his head slightly and closed the communication.
Then he raised his head and looked at another Magic Net communication device in the study.
A scene outside was emerging above that device—
Countless people gathered in an open ground. The torches in people's hands and the magic crystal lights in the distance illuminated the gathering venue under the night sky. People's angry slogans and countless noisy sounds came from the picture. The security team members in uniform maintained order at the scene, while several wearing thick white armor were surrounded by brilliant holy lights. Thick iron shell scriptures were hung with iron chains around their waists. The unusually tall white knights stood in the middle of the crowd and spoke loudly to everyone - they were the most eye-catching in the picture.
The voice of the witch Jipley came from outside the screen: "...This is the new city of Tanzania, and the excavation work is still continuing. Thirty minutes ago, the engineers found a new cellar...
“…If Viscount Andrew hadn’t built a new urban area here, I’m afraid these things would have continued to be covered in dust…
"... According to the witness's testimony, these cellars are one of the secret vaults set up by the Church of Holy Light in the southern part. We have found a large number of gold and silver objects in the cellars, all of which are the property of believers, some of which are voluntary donations by believers, and the other part is gathered by the church through atonement money, heresy judgment, confiscation of civilian property, and encroachment on other church property. According to the books and records we searched from nearby churches before, the local church originally promised that these items would be used to repair statues of gods, churches, distribute disaster relief supplies, and raise orphans, but in fact more than 90% of them became the private property of the church...
"Mr. Wright, the leader of the White Knight, said that he had never seen such a shameless thing..."
After a moment, Gipley's voice suddenly rang again: "Urgent news, Mr. Dedaros, the Hosman City Administrator, just released an amazing news. The staff of the Government Affairs Department found a large number of bones while cleaning up an old raising facility that was once affiliated with the Church of Hosman... It is suspected that the orphan who was missing in the Hosman area over the past years..."
The crowds on the projected scene were turbulent, and the excited citizens gathered next to the White Knights, who held up the heavy power hammer in their hands and shouted the slogan of expelling the old church.
Gao Wen stood up and stepped forward to turn off the projection device. Behind him, Pitman's voice came slowly: "It's so terrible."
Gao Wen turned around and looked at the old man who had always been cynical and shameless in his territory, with a hint of teasing on his face: "Do you think something is scary?"
Pitman said lightly, "Of course, I'm afraid of a lot of things, otherwise who did you think Amber's character is so adaptable?"
Gao Wen glanced at Pitman: "So what are you afraid of now?"
"People, an angry crowd is a terrible existence," Pittman shrugged, "but I think you are more terrible than that--because it's all your guidance. You're using a power that is different from extraordinary power and guns, and the effect of this thing... is much more terrifying than you described at the beginning."
"There is no distinction between strength and bad. The key depends on where to use it. Sometimes it has to use some extraordinary means to deal with those who use the holy light to do evil," Gao Wen said calmly, and then his face was a little gloomy. "Especially when I knew that children's corpses were found in those facilities... I knew that no matter how I dealt with those charlatans, it would not be too much."
Pitman sighed: "Adopting orphans brainwashing since childhood is a common method for various churches to cultivate loyal combat power. It can not only increase strength but also increase reputation. However, not all children can be accommodating with divine arts. Some people do not have a little spiritual talent, and even if they use potions and rituals to catalyze it, it will consume resources. And they have seen some of the "bad seeds" of the dark inside story... No church has clean hands."
"It was not the case in all churches seven hundred years ago," Gao Wen shook his head. "The priests and knights who charged against the distorted bodies probably would never have imagined that their successors would fall into this way."
Pitman smiled: "Did you think when you wake up and see that the distortion has hit the door of the tomb, and that your descendants have lost your shield?"
Gao Wen immediately glared at the old man: "...I'm worried about you when you mention this."
Then he coughed twice and brought the topic back on track: "Compared with this, what do you think of the abnormalities of flange and Berlan mentioned in the Amber report? Is that bishop locked himself in the cathedral and drawing strength to strengthen himself through some means?"
"...I don't think he can become stronger by drawing strength or something. This is the means of wizards and sorcerers, but there must be something wrong. A normal bishop can't lock himself in a church in that situation and do nothing. He either continues to save the situation, runs away or runs out to suppress it cruelly. In short, he should always do something."
Gao Wen shook his head slightly: "In my initial plan, Flan Berlan should take some kind of desperate action at this stage, but he didn't expect that he would lock himself in the church and do nothing. To be honest... this slightly disrupted my arrangement."
Pitman thought for a moment, and after that, the old man who knew a lot about theology, spoke: "Maybe... he is trying to communicate with the gods and praying for power beyond imagination to help him through the desperate situation in front of him."
"Is it God's descending?" Gao Wen frowned immediately, "Can he deliver God's descending?"
"... It is because it is impossible that I can't understand. God's submission requires a very high price, and there are strict thresholds - only legendary powerhouses can support God's submission without dying. High-level powerhouses can perform short-term God's submission after paying the price of life and meeting specific conditions. The priests who are lower than this level... don't even have the ability to communicate divine will. His words cannot be conveyed to his god's ears. Who is he looking for to descend?"
Gao Wen thought, and after two minutes, he broke the silence: "In short, it seems that more 'insurance' must be arranged in the next step of action. This has been achieved, and no mistakes can occur."
Not everyone can understand Gao Wen's persistence and prudence in this matter. Only he himself knows—
In this world where extraordinary power exists and society is stagnant, this will be the first resistance of ordinary people to extraordinary people.
Perhaps there were also farmers who could not bear the bullying raised a draft fork to the Knight Master, and there were innocent people who were condemned to be heresy and cursed at the priest who judged themselves, but those occasional, powerless, and unrest resistance that could not arouse the slightest ripples were different from this time.
This time, it was the first time that ordinary people who have been deceived and exploited for a long time have resisted as a group of priests who have become another group.
This world has been waiting for thousands of years before it comes to this first time, and if it fails, no one knows how long it will take to wait for the second time.
Chapter completed!