Werewolf wizard

Peter's Territory, the cemetery.

Graveyards in this era were generally located near churches and monasteries.

When Father Louis learned of Su Nan's request, his expression turned strange, but he didn't say anything.

He simply instructed a church deacon to take Su Nan and his companions to the nearby cemetery, even using the excuse of holding a Mass to call all the believers and priests into the church.

This created a private environment for Su Nan and his group.

However, because Su Nan was a Baron, no one suspected they would do anything like stealing in the cemetery.

Before leaving, Father Louis found Su Nan at the church entrance and whispered, "Whatever you're going to do, be careful not to go too far."

"Recently, some devout Lambs of the Storm have begun reporting to me that they suspect there are evil forces within Peter's Territory."

"The headquarters of the Storm Church, for some reason, has sent me a notice—they will be sending a Bishop to our territory soon."

Father Louis sighed, and said very sincerely, "I don't know why the Storm Church is sending someone over at this time.

Carlo Yang, the Grass King, has already slaughtered all the slightly larger manors near their capital city."

"I heard that they are still moving people near the capital into the city to make up for the losses in the war."

"The Storm Church has always been pragmatic, it's impossible for them to make such a big move at this time because of a few reports."

Su Nan frowned, wondering if it was because of that wizard's ruins again.

But it wasn't a big problem.

If the Storm Church really came, their first priority should be to eliminate the warlocks of the Supreme Order.

At the entrance of the holy Storm Church, Father Louis hesitated several times before whispering, "Cough, cough… My health has been getting worse and worse recently, and I always feel powerless to do things."

"Fortunately, there is also a young distant relative of yours, roughly your cousin Joshua, here helping me."

Su Nan looked towards the church and saw a young priest, about eighteen years old, diligently maintaining order inside the church.

Father Louis whispered, "I was wrong before.

If I could regain my youth, I wouldn't tell anyone, to prevent others from plotting against our family."

"Moreover, from the current situation, pleasing those high-ranking nobles doesn't bring much benefit.

They themselves are being killed by Carlo Yang, the Grass King, and the Bulgarians to the point where they don't dare to leave their castles, so naturally they can't really give us any practical benefits."

Su Nan raised an eyebrow.

Father Louis wanted to ask him for the werewolf potion again.

But to be honest, the werewolf potion wasn't suitable for people who stayed in the church all day.

Because taking the werewolf potion, although it would grant threefold immortality, the personality would also be affected by the werewolf's magic, becoming unusually manic.

If the clergy stayed in the church for a long time without intense exercise or combat, they were very likely to lose control and cause some accidents to the believers.

This was also one of the reasons why Su Nan didn't want to give Father Louis the werewolf potion.

Moreover, the major churches had a habit of using pure silver to make holy objects.

If Father Louis was transformed into a werewolf, he would easily expose his identity.

Especially when a Bishop might be arriving.

Unless he had other series of potions.

Su Nan prevaricated, saying, "Now is not the time."

Father Louis was an old fox, and he guessed the situation pretty well with just a glance at Su Nan.

"Is it because of the Bishop? I understand."

A believer walked over behind him, piously making a prayer gesture to Father Louis.

"Father Louis, I have a theological question I would like to ask you.

This question has been bothering me for a long time."

"I want to know why there is a one-word difference between the divine names God of Storms and Lord of Storms.

God is unique and indivisible, so why can there be multiple names?"

Father Louis turned around, simultaneously adjusting his mood, and said in a compassionate tone, "You are right.

But these two divine names are different because mortals cannot fully comprehend God.

Just knowing God's true name might cause us to collapse, just as a small river cannot contain the water of the ocean."

"Therefore, everything that comes from God will be distorted when it reaches us."

"Because of this, the God of Storms will use different divine names to educate the world.

These divine names can only show a part of the God of Storms' characteristics, which leads to different, slightly different divine names that can be used in different aspects…"

While Father Louis was giving a lengthy speech, Su Nan had already brought Robert to the cemetery.

Robert said, "Lord Su Nan, this place is still too easy to attract attention, the church is right next door."

Su Nan crushed a bottle of translucent potion.

The potion fell to the ground like quicksilver, then turned into an extremely thin silver line, surrounding the entire cemetery.

When a subtle silver line surrounded the entire cemetery, a barrier that repelled mortals was formed.

For mortals, the only flaw in this barrier was the tiny silver line hidden in the soil around the cemetery.

But this point was very difficult to detect without knowing the details of Su Nan's mortal banishment potion.

The silver line was already so thin that it was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Su Nan explained to Robert, "The effect of the mortal banishment potion is that people outside this silver circle with mental power below 2, even if they see what happens inside the circle, will subconsciously ignore it and not record it."

"It's like seeing it, but not seeing it."

"But it will only last for an hour for now."

"But an hour is enough for us."

Robert nodded.

"That's really amazing."

Su Nan took out a bottle of transparent potion.

This was the semi-finished death knight potion.

He opened the potion bottle and held it in mid-air.

Immediately, the originally transparent potion emitted a unique light, a light between black and blue.

All the graves swept by that light had remnants of souls stirring.

Su Nan frowned.

There were so many souls in this cemetery now.

If according to the Storm Church, these people should enter the Storm God's kingdom after death.

It seemed that the threshold for entering the Storm God's kingdom was quite high.

The church was still lying in this regard, otherwise there wouldn't be so many remaining souls here.

Su Nan said calmly to the cemetery, "I now need a loyal subordinate, a subordinate who can completely be loyal to me."

"To charge into battle for me."

"In return, I will give him strength, allowing him to manipulate death and frost, but you need to give me a reason, who among you should I choose?"

In an instant, the souls within the entire graveyard stirred.

"Choose me, choose me, I want to live again."

"No, choose me, noble Baron."

"Choose me, choose me…"

Robert frowned, drew his sword, and subconsciously protected Su Nan.

Of course, Su Nan wouldn't just randomly choose a soul.

He had two purposes in doing so.

First, to determine which graves contained recently deceased people.

Second, to find the most suitable candidate among these souls.