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Chapter 1111. Brilliant Sun and Fluorescent Rotten Grass

"Go up this road, turn three alleys, and cross the square to reach the Great Cathedral of the Original Fiery Sun. I have read the inscriptions in various places in the Fiery Sun City. The Songhai people collected all the artifacts related to the Fiery Sun that they first found in the desert in it. Similar things that were later found from the ruins of the Creator around the world were also placed in it.

As a result, it is now not only a place for the Fiery Sun priests to pray, but also a collection museum.

So if the Radiant Artifact is indeed in the Sun City, then it must be in a collection room in the Great Cathedral."

At the other end of the sewer exit, Grand Duchess Hathor, who was playing with the Dark Lord Candle, pointed upwards and said:

“Normally, it’s impossible to get there without attracting attention, but now with High Priest Paffi leading you, perhaps you can bypass the Eyes of the Blazing Sun that are always activated. In addition, because the Creator’s power has been withdrawn, many of the cathedral’s monitoring programs have been shut down.

Now is a good opportunity to make a small fortune.

Once we leave here, it won’t be easy to come back and revisit the place.”

"I always feel like you're encouraging us to do something less than honorable."

Murphy complained:
"Although my own moral standards are far from perfect, I would never do such a thing as stealing cultural relics from other people's museums."

"Indeed, the bastard who does this kind of thing will go to hell!"

A Feng beside him nodded vigorously and added, then turned his head and looked behind him, and whispered:
"Is it really okay for us to leave Nefertari here?"

"I'll watch her."

Hathor shook his head and said:

"Besides, are you sure that the only person sleeping in that body is the Princess of the Bohm family? Since you are already an orthodox priest of the Church of the Dead Moon, you must learn to see the essence of things through phenomena.

Nefertari has never walked the earth alone. Worrying about her safety would be a bit of an underestimation of the underworld heritage that has existed since the last era. That girl should be the safest person in the current chaos in the entire desert.

So my advice is, do what you have to do.”

Although the Grand Duke of Blood did not say it explicitly, the meaning of his words is thought-provoking, especially now that it has been confirmed that Bayek, the high priest of the Church of the Dead Moon, has been attacked and killed.

However, neither Murphy nor Trish brought up the matter.

He nodded goodbye to Hathor, then spread his wings and flew out along the sewer exit above his head, followed by a group of people.

"You stay!"

Hathor hooked his finger at the Paliano Knight who was about to follow and said:
“I am about to perform a very dangerous unsealing ritual on a vicious old god. It requires my full attention, so I must have a protector by my side.

Considering that I have done some not-so-friendly research on their various sacred objects during the years I have been hiding in the Blazing Sun City, if they seize the opportunity to attack here during the process of unsealing the Old Gods, it will be a serious problem. "

"I"

Knight Paliano is a very brave vampire, and he generally would not refuse such a request to protect a lady. The problem is that the Lady Hathor in front of him is different from all the vampires he has seen.

When he was around her, Palano always felt a sense of fear.

The Golden Knight's sense of danger urged him to stay away from the Secret Blood Duke, like a warning when encountering a natural enemy. However, before Palano could even utter his question, as Hathor turned around and walked towards his laboratory, Palano's body began to move, completely out of his control.

"You owe me one, Rosenkavalier."

The Grand Duke of Secret Blood said in a gentle tone:

"Before you repay this favor, you cannot refuse any of my requests.

Don't be afraid, this is not some evil means of control, it's just my golden rule taking effect. You have to understand that in my opinion, everything in the world must be fair, and equal transactions are the way to protect yourself."

Helpless, Palano fell silent.

It seems that the extraordinary golden rule of the Secret Blood Grand Duke in front of him is the most troublesome and mysterious "rule concept". As she said, under the constraints of this power, it is impossible to gain freedom if the conditions are not met.

Since you can't get rid of it, you have to do your job well.

This was the life motto of the Rose Knight, so he cheered up and began patrolling around after following Hathor back to the laboratory.

The Secret Blood Duke quickly cleared a piece of ground in the center of the laboratory, and with a wave of his hand, a magic book with a black cover and chains wrapped around it flew out from the surrounding bookshelves and landed in her palm.

The burning candle of the Lord of Darkness was placed on the ground. Hathor flipped through a few pages of the magic book, read its contents carefully, then raised her hand and waved it. Various materials stored in various places in the laboratory were lifted by the invisible hand and surrounded her body and were placed around the candle.

The bloody bones were laid out, and black dust was flying.

The blood spirit energy was transformed into solid lines under precise manipulation, outlining back and forth at the ceremony site, and soon a release spell was imprinted and completed.

After Hathor checked the ritual again and again to confirm that it was correct, she took out an hourglass and placed it next to it.

This was the release time she, Murphy and Tris agreed upon. They only had one hour left to find the artifact of light. That was also the maximum time Hathor calculated that the entire city's Fiery Sun priests and warriors would need to find their trace.

As believers of the Glorious Sun of the Millennium Church, they are one of the most elite forces in this desert. Once surrounded by them, even a real boss like Hathor would be in great pain.

"You're not going to say anything?"

In the laboratory where there was silence but for the turning of pages, and with the candle of the Lord of Darkness burning peacefully in the background, the Grand Duke of Secret Blood flipped through the grimoire in his hand to review what he had learned and asked casually:
"Ever since I rescued you and your disciples, you have remained silent.

It makes me feel like you're planning something terrible.

If you allow me to make an irresponsible guess, I would guess that the situation in the empire could have deteriorated to this extent overnight, and it was not without your secret instigation behind the scenes that the situation could have deteriorated to this extent. After all, not to mention the Church of the Blazing Sun, the actions of those stupid rebels in the Church of the Dead Moon would never have been so smooth without your acquiescence.

So can I ask you, what were your reasons for pushing things to this point?
What is the underlying logic behind your actions? What is the high-level planning? Most importantly, what kind of results do you want to achieve? "

No one answered her.

It seemed as if Hathor was talking to the air like a psychopath.

But a few seconds later, as a strange wind blew from the enclosed area, her ears moved under the hood and she heard a faint whisper in the wind:

"When trees are infested with insects, gardeners are needed to cut off the rotten branches, and when the forest is too lush, lightning will strike on rainy nights and ignite the rotten wood.

Blind indulgence is not the way to care for the country. When the critical moment of fate comes, only by clearing away those ugly things can this ancient country move forward with ease. Just as you left home thousands of miles away just to protect your tribe, I chose to step into death to protect reincarnation.

After the threat to the Fiery Sun City is eliminated, please escort my disciples to the Holy Land of the Dead Moon.

Only the Giant God can fight against the Giant God."

"The Dead Moon Sanctuary is really far from here, Master Bayek."

Grand Duke Hathor curled his lips and said:

"Please forgive me, but I'm just too lazy to move. To put it bluntly, you should at least show some appreciation when you ask for help."

“The inheritance of the underworld is hand-picked by the Creator. One day, all life in this world will have the right to rest in peace. I know you are asking for a high price. As a dead person, the price I can offer will only be revealed when you step into death.

永寂
Ugh, what a cruel word.

The immortals are free from death, but at the end of your lives at midnight, you will face something more terrifying than death. If you cannot escape it, you must prepare early. "A gentle whisper came from the wind, and he said:
"I still have some face in the underworld. Do you need me to submit the 'employment application' for you?"

"just me?"

Hathor obviously had a bigger appetite. She closed the magic book in her hand and said:
"Just as the Songhai Empire is about to be reborn or destroyed, the vampires have also reached the crossroads of fate. There are things associated with Tris that scare me, and that symbolizes that the future of the vampires seems to be doomed.

But the scariest thing is that Count Murphy only looks like a vampire.

You see, I am certainly not as fearless as Paying, who is willing to sacrifice everything for the clan, but I also have my own opinions.

So, why don't you discuss with the kings of the underworld and carve out a piece of land in the afterlife to give to us poor people who have nowhere to come from and nowhere to go. This way, I will be more motivated to help you realize your grand plan."

She made her request, but Bayek, who was in a mysterious posture at this time, did not respond for a long time. Until a few minutes later, he asked:
"Who is speaking to me now? Who is making this terrible request to me? Hathor? Or Grand Duchess Constance?"

"Is there a difference?"

The voice of the Secret Blood Duke turned cold, and she said:

"You know there's a price to pay for prying into secrets, right?"

"I have no intention of angering you, but as you asked before, before asking for help, you should always explain your underlying logic and upper-level planning, right?"

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The same question was thrown back at her, making Hathor feel annoyed.

She stared at the burning candle in front of her, and after a moment, she said:

"Like other clans, the Secret Blood Clan lives with original sin. If you have made a mistake, will you seize every opportunity to save yourself when facing the judgment that will come sooner or later? Look, although I seem to have a great advantage, I don't have many choices like you."

"Well, an act of atonement and a desire for leniency are good reasons. Now it depends on whether Lord Murphy is willing to give you, er, I mean, the Secret Blood Clan, this opportunity to atone for their sins."

Bayek smiled and said:
"Okay, okay, I owe you a favor, but you also shouldered a trust from me. As you advocate, an equal transaction is the way to protect yourself.

The time is almost up, let's summon the Old One back to the world.

In addition, the position of the third charm in the seventh corner of your ritual should be tilted 7° to the southeast, and thirteen soul-soothing coins should be added for self-protection.

The Dark Lord is a very vicious enemy, and you'd better not expect to have a fair conversation with Him. Today is not the day of His fall. Although the Old Ones are relatively weak, they make up for it with their cunning minds.

Except for poor Lord Heather, He still has a way out."

"I'm curious, how did you, a long-dead person, learn these secrets of the Creator?"

Hathor adjusted her ritual as reminded, and she asked:

"Is there any knowledge of the Creator preserved in the underworld?"

"Well, it's not just knowledge."

Bayek's voice faded, and he whispered like the wind:

"In the plan of the Supreme Creator, the Hades is the place where His Excellency Alpha's allowances and rewards are stored. He has hidden many things here, but if the Songhai Empire, which is connected to the Hades, perishes, all of this will be gone for him.

To be honest, I also cannot understand the ingenuity of the Supreme Creator, but I can just regard this as a kind of "test" from Him to His successor.

Well, what a demanding superior. "
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"boom"

A Sun Priest was hit on the head by a huge club that appeared from the shadows. He fell to the ground without a sound and was dragged into a corner by the nimble Adele and hidden in a trash can.

After the dangers were cleared away, as the shadows spread, Murphy and his team finally set foot in the core area of ​​the Fiery Sun City.

The first moment he arrived at the cathedral, High Priest Paffey raised his glowing staff, and after the stream of light like scorching sunlight was spread out, the seventeen concave and convex mirror devices placed in various parts of the cathedral emitted intersecting rays of light under the control of the high priest, and finally converged on a crystal ball right in the middle of the cathedral.

With a click, the secret door leading to the treasure was opened.

"The oldest sacred artifact of the scorching sun is hidden in it. You can go and look for it. I will stay here to protect you from the invasion of the outside world."

This dignified high priest turned his back to the crowd and said:

"As a follower of the Lieyang, I cannot participate in such stealing that is not in accordance with religious canon."

"Well, if you think it's stealing."

Murphy shrugged and stepped onto the spiral staircase with Tris, Adele and Afeng. Khufu and Fulier stayed where they were, and the two imperial crown princes were hesitating whether to follow.

"Go ahead, your highnesses."

High Priest Puffy whispered:

"The fate of the Sand Sea has chosen you two. The future of the empire is in your hands. The Blazing Sun Church failed to notice the shadow under the sun and brought disaster to the country and the people. Someone must be held accountable for this mistake.

I will stick here till the end.

I will prove to the future Pharaoh that the way of the scorching sun is not a corrupt thing, and there are still people who follow the sun and are willing to shine for this sea of ​​sand."

"High Priest"

Princess Fulier wanted to persuade the priest who was determined to die, but Khufu shook his head at his sister.

He said goodbye to Lord Puffy with respect, and then took his sister up the stairs. After they entered, the old priest Puffy picked up a holy staff of light from the ground and looked back at the Holy Temple of Light where he had prayed countless times for the last time.

Finally, with a sigh, he destroyed the nearest brilliant lens with his own hands, completely blocking the way to the upper level.

A few minutes later, fully armed priests and warriors rushed into the cathedral. Leading them were two rebel high priests who followed Berdinos and were also old friends of Lord Paffey.

Meeting in this kind of situation at this time, it feels like things have changed a lot.

"Puffy, you have dedicated your life to the Way of the Blazing Sun, but how can you bear to see the Lord of the Blazing Sun, who is of supreme glory, being suppressed and unable to ascend to the throne?"

A high priest advised:
"The Creator doesn't care about us at all. That's just a cruel restriction! Only the scorching sun can truly protect the Songhai people! The era of chaos has come, and we must..."

"Shut up! You evil coward!"

In the shining hall behind him, as if standing in the sun, the old priest Paffi shouted angrily:

“The Creator shaped us, the Creator blessed us, and the Creator protected us! This vast sea of ​​sand was created because of Him, and we exist because of Him.

You keep saying that you are for the way of the sun, but you dare not even set foot in the trial that preaches the light! You are nothing but clowns hiding in the shadows and falling into depravity. When the first ray of light comes, you and your pathetic ambitions will disappear!
The so-called path to salvation is in the path left by the Creator. You! You are no longer qualified to set foot in it. "

"boom"

The Holy Staff of Glow was held against the ground in front of High Priest Paffi, and the fragments of the sun in his body were ignited, surrounding him with a golden glow, forming a burning wall that completely separated the upper and lower levels.

He seemed to be completely ignited in the light, like a holy statue adorned with golden light. As the Sun Priests bowed their heads in shame, he roared:
"I am the Blazing Sun Blade of the Empire! I am the holder of the Fire of Creation! I am the guardian of the Sun of the Sea of ​​Sand! You evildoers who are wrapped in fireflies and dare not look directly at the sun, I order you to retreat!!!"

(End of this chapter)