"He? Isn't he in the wizard barracks opposite the fjord fifty kilometers away from the front line?

The Spider Pope said suspiciously, "You want to find He, just go straight, but I'm not sure you can cross the fjords in the middle, where there are the most evil wizards and their monster companions guarding them. "

Hoffa's spirit immediately lifted up, searching for a long time, he finally got useful information-Silby is fifty kilometers away.

He stood up and said, "Who is guarding the checkpoint." Woolen cloth? "

"That is the bloodthirsty twin, one of his most terrifying men. So far, they have killed countless church players. "

Are you bloodthirsty twins?

Hoffa thought it was really terrifying.

"Thank you for your message," he said, leaning slightly, "Wish You are happy. "

After finishing speaking, he took Chloe and the unlocked cryptex and quickly backed out of this weird room, for fear of staying in it for another second.

The Eight-Legged Spider Pope did not stop him, let him take the cryptex, but after Hoffa closed the door, there was a suppressed and desperate laughter inside the door.

"Go Go...go...go...God will take care of you...will take care of you...hahahahahaha..."

The laughter makes people goosebumps down. Straight down.

After leaving the Spider Pope, the weird atmosphere gradually disappeared, Hoffa hurried to the open space of the church. The dark sky is still floating with big snowflakes at this moment. He temporarily locked the combination lock and West Putting the thing about Erby aside, holding the elf in both hands, he asked softly in surprise: "Chloe, why are you by my side? "

"I have always been by your side, never left. "Chloe said softly while sitting in his hand: "The soul stone preserves my soul, so that I can feel your heart more clearly. I have seen everything you do. It is really amazing. "

She said sincerely.

Hoffa couldn't help grinning laughed, and then he scratched his head in embarrassment: "Then why didn't you come out before." "

Related to Gregory VII, in each generation of church people will awaken their own mysterious power at a certain stage. We call it revelation. For example, my revelation is time, Kui The revelation of Shina is knowledge, the revelation of Jesus is change, and the revelation of Gregorian VII is the reality and the reality. By his side, all illusory and unsearchable things will be transformed into reality, such as me. It was originally a soul and belonged to him. Imaginary, but in front of him, he had to become an entity.

paused, Chloe said again:

"The people in the church know that this power comes from God, so they In terms of heretic, that is, wizard, it is unbearable that strange powers can be awakened without faith. This is also one of the important reasons why the medieval church persecuted the wizard. "

Hoffa doesn’t care much about why the medieval church has persecuted the wizard for so long. He only cares about his friends more. Gone? "

"In theory, this is the case. "

Chloe looked at the sky, extended the hand, and caught a snowflake the size of his own little hand. "But I am even more worried that Gregorian's Law Power also affects the dream itself. . "

"What do you mean? "

Chloe held Snowflake: "Because there is him in the dream, the dream you experience may no longer be a dream, but a reality. "

...

Hoffa thought for a moment, and immediately jumped up: "What, reality? Am I now more than a thousand years ago? "

"It's just that it's possible. "

Chloe smiled bitterly: "But in fact, where and in what form you exist, no one knows, no one knows. "

Hoffa closed his eyes and meditated. If it was a dream, it was too real. If it was a reality, his time power did not follow.

Maybe it was. Like the nightmare god said, after he entered the Second Layer dream, everything became uncertain, it was more like a quantum space, everything was chaotic and accidental.

Thinking for a while, He decided not to think about these illusory things, and the most urgent thing was to find Silby immediately.

He used the nightmare god to drag the whole world into the dream, it must be for something, otherwise this behavior will appear It's meaningless, he doesn't believe that guy will do meaningless things.

Hoffa put Chloe on his shoulder, and the elf Chloe hugged the furry shawl on his shoulders. , Rolled herself in a circle, and exhaled a small white mist. Affected by Gregory’s materialization, she could feel the biting cold of winter.

It didn’t take long for the two to walk out of the city wall. I stepped on the frozen fjord, which is the 30-kilometer-long Bosphorus. Under the ice, the water is turbulent, the bank is steep, the west coast is Europe, and the east coast is Asia.

Constantinople.

Hoffa learned the name of the city from the pope. He turned his head and looked behind him. In the sporadic flames, the watchtower on the hillside opened in the night. Magic eye, under the tower, is the city wall of Theodosius built in the third century AD.

If the pope is already hiding in this city.

Doesn’t it mean that in this At this point in time, the wizard has already driven the church out of Europe.

Hoffa is deeply concerned, if this kind of thing really happened in the history of this world, if Silby really did it by one person When it comes to this kind of thing, he can really be said to be Napoleon, Alexander, and Caesar in the wizard, even greater than any wizard in history.

But what is there to dissatisfy with such a guy? Yes, why on earth should he struggling on whilst at death's door live to modern times, still holding a breath and refuse to die.

He is puzzled.

Go down the ice Hoffa stopped walking shortly after the other side. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to go, but the ice under his feet made an unknown ka ka sound. The heavy snow didn’t seem to have fallen for too long, and the temperature hadn’t completely reduced the fjord. Frozen to death, as he walked down, he would step into the sea with one foot.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the ice in front of him broke, and a black and white tiger was five meters long. The whale came out of the sea. He touched the smooth and huge back of the killer whale. It expelled a gust of heat and made a pleasant sound in the night.

Hoffa stretched his legs Sitting on the back of the killer whale, he was led by the killer whale and swam to the other side silently.

After a while, a huge black ship appeared on the frozen fjord. It was covered by ice and snow. On the mast with the black sails away, there were a few wizards, and countless silver white fluorescent light spots were flying around the black ship.

Hoffa hurriedly ordered the killer whale to stop. He closed his eyes again. When he opened his eyes, a closed helmet appeared on the top of his head, and an oxygen cylinder appeared behind him. The same goes for Chloe on her shoulders, except that her oxygen cylinder is much smaller than Hoffa's.

Plop.

Hoffa grabbed the back of the killer whale and infiltrate into the sea.

On the black boat, a few wizards heard the sound of water and looked towards them, but only saw the ripples on the water surface, and the ripples were quickly obscured by the heavy snow.

crash-bang, snoring.

Along with the cold ocean current, Hoffa was lying on the back of the killer whale, Chloe grabbed his ears and swam towards the huge black ship.

Soon, under the leadership of the killer whale, the two came to the vicinity of the black ship. They quietly surfaced and the diving equipment disappeared.

Due to the night and the heavy snow, the people on the watchtower on the ship failed to notice the existence of Hoffa.

He sticks to the bulkhead of the black ship, rubs his hands, utters a white mist, and skillfully closes his eyes and opens his eyes. A telescopic periscope appears in his hand. He puts his eyes on the periscope and uses Turn the shaft by hand to extend the periscope upward.

The line of sight first came to the bottom layer of the black ship, where a crackling sound was being made, and the periscope turned, from the gap between the iron windows, Hoffa saw several prisoners of war tied to the pillars on the bottom of the deck. On the stage, he was constantly subjected to torture and torture.

Pope Gregorian is right. If these wizards find out, what awaits them is cruel torture.

Will Silby be among these people?

Hoffa looked around and thought it was impossible. A guy in a high position like him was impossible to do such a low-level fun as beating a prisoner of war.

Then, the periscope continued to rise and came to the Second Layer of the cabin. Hoffa could see orange-yellow candles lit in the cabin, piled up some scattered and worn oak barrels, and several people were encircling them. Talking and laughing over there. The tables in the cabin were low, strong, and heavy, with a gray black that had been polished by the years. There are brightly polished brass candlesticks and oil lamps. Most of the wizards sitting around wore heavy dark leather robes.

They played cards, and their expressions were relaxed and cheerful, in stark contrast to the vigilance and killing in Constantinople.

This is the expression that a winning talent will show.

Will Silby be among this group of people?

Still not here, Hoffa thinks that people like him must have no interest in playing cards. (He couldn't help but think that he had a happy racing time with him in Casablanca, and felt that he would definitely like more exciting activities)

The periscope continued to move upwards, and finally came to the position of the captain's room and stopped.

The environment here is much better than the next two floors, but it is somewhat of a nouveau riche situation. The floor is covered with a magnificent wool carpet, with beautiful crystal lamps hung on the top, and piles of jewels, gold and silver utensils are scattered on the carpet.

There are two wizards leaning on the luxurious carpet, drinking wine in gorgeous golden cups, eating barbecue and fruit. One of them is as fat as a bucket and the other is as thin as a bamboo pole.

Is Silby here?

Not there either.

However, the conversation between the fat and thin two attracted Hoffa's attention.

"After mixing for so many years, I am finally about to get out of my head."

The fat wizard graciously poured a glass of wine for the thin man.

The thin man grabbed the goblet and asked, "Dodoro, what are you going to do after this battle?"

"Cough cough, how can I not go back and buy a piece of land? Find someone Hundreds of women served and lived the life of a noble Master?" The fatty elated named Dodoro said: "We two were born and died for so many years, isn't it just for this matter?"

"You still As usual, nothing has changed."

The thin man took a sip of his wine and sighed.

"ha ha ha ~ people, what can be changed." Fatty laughed and said, "What about you? Tyra, do you have any land in the picture?"

"I don't want to go back," the thin wizard said softly, "I still want to follow Lord Spencer."

"What?" Fatty was surprised, "Why did they say when they came out? Good to advance and retreat together."

"Don't you think Lord Spencer is worth following?"

The thin man looked at fatty with piercing eyes: "I live so For many years, I have never seen anyone more attractive than him."

"I know, I know!"

fatty defended: "But he wants to be a king. People who want to be emperors, that kind of guy, there are too many wizards to cheat him, think about it, can it be your turn, you, a Vile Wizard from Aquitaine, are still like me, just accept it when you see it right. "

"Are you so good-for-nothing!?"

The thin man suddenly put the goblet off and became emotional, "I am Aquitaine’s country wizard, yes , But have you learned so few things these years? After all these years of riding by the side of Lord Spencer, when the empire is established, can't I still be a cabinet minister?"

Fatty is not happy anymore, "Tara, you are a wizard, don't learn the muggle set. We have to build a castle like the wizard Great Family, hide in the mountains, and inherit magic from generation to generation."

“It’s because you have too many people thinking that way, that makes those muggles have a chance!” The thin man became more and more angry. He pointed to the fatty’s nose and cursed: “If it’s not Master Spencer , We are still wanted by the wizards of those churches."

"Yes...Yes...I am short-sighted, I am short-sighted, but who would call me such a person?"

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Seeing that the thin wizard became more and more angry, Fatty quickly settled down and poured a glass of wine for the thin man, "Forget it, let's not talk about this, drink and drink, when the fjord is completely frozen to death, we will direct the army to rush over. Let's talk about everything until the final victory."

ding dong, the two touched the cup and drank together.

On the back of the killer whale, Hoffa put away the periscope and thought. There is no doubt that these two people should be the bloodthirsty twins previously spoken by the pope. However, according to what he thought, these two people should be called the wine-loving twins. In just a few words of effort, they drank two large bottles of wine.

However, Hoffa also inferred a lot of information from their words. Listening to what they mean, the wizard army is going to wait until the fjord is completely frozen, cross the Bosphorus Strait, and flatten the king. Constantinople, completely kill the church hiding inside.

In this way, the victory of the wizard war is only a matter of two days.

If the war is won and the wizard empire is established, then the wizard should be the one who rules the world, and it will not be the muggle.

Then why is Silby still cursed? Why has no one remembered him, when was Hogwarts established? Why is the future wizard still hiding in the shadows, what happened?

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