The mage arrives

"Haha!" Hearing this good news, even Zakaria, who had developed a habit of restraint in the intrigues of the underground world, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Quick! Take me there!"

The dark elf bastard moved swiftly, his pride palpable.

"Alan Telfer, that idiot, has reached such a critical moment, and is still busy investigating the lost divine powers in Mount Vesula. Hehe, even if there is really Mephisto's abomination there, and Alan can I have obtained all the divine power in the god's body, and it is not as good as what I gained today... because, in that holy relic, [-]% of the divine power of Baal, the God of Destruction, and [-]% of the divine power of Melect, the God of Discord, are stored. As long as With this huge power, I will be able to step over the ladder of becoming a god. Then, I just wait for the arrival of the Huiyang Festival..."

Today's attack on the Requiem Blessing Day, which spread to the whole city, was not a decision made by the entire Death Will Sect.It's just Zakaria's personal behavior.

Thanks to the fact that Alan went to Vesula Mountain to find Mephisto's divine power, he spent too much energy and weakened his control over the Death Will Sect, so recently, Zakaria was in "Wan; Book; Bar; . In the nsb.m church, there is a momentum of dominance by one family.Not only did Alan not be notified of today's action, but even some high-level officials who did not pledge allegiance to Zakaria did not know about it.Among them was Ben Anisa.

Although the bishop has a superior status, he has also provided a lot of help to the Death Will sect before.But in Zakaria's view, the other party is not his own way.That guy has his own agenda.He chose to cooperate with the church.In addition, now that Ben Anisa's identity has been exposed, it will be a matter of time before he is caught, killed or forced to flee.The use value is also greatly reduced, so Zakaria did not inform the other party of any news about today's action.

Soon, under the guidance of his subordinates, Zakaria went down a spiral staircase to the depths of the consulate.

The consulate of the Lonely Mountain Kingdom in the city of Freiris was also built according to the habits of the dwarves.Although there are only two floors on the surface, the dwarves have dug 50 meters into the ground.It has the depth of a ten-storey building.

The further he went underground, the more Zakaria could feel the energy particles dispersed in the air.He closed his eyes slightly and felt the air around him.Then he said: "So that's it. Under the consulate of these dwarves, there is actually a magic fountain! No wonder they chose this place to store the holy relics."

The holy relic in Zakaria's mouth stores most of the divine power of two of the three dark gods.Such a powerful magic item naturally requires an extremely large and complex magic circle to seal it.And to maintain a magic circle of this size.It takes a whole magic fountain to supply the source energy.Come to a huge hall in the deepest part of the ground.Zakaria sees the holy relic of his dreams.

In the center of the magic circle drawn by countless runes and complex geometric figures, on a stone table surrounded by thousands of different magic lines, there is a constantly beating heart.

This heart is very special. The sound it makes when it beats is not a "dong dong" sound, but an evil low laugh similar to a devil whispering in the ear.There are many ugly tumor-like tissues growing on the surface of the heart. Under the transparent skin, what flows is not blood, but burning lava—that is, the embodiment of the chaotic power of the abyss.

"Finally found you. My treasure! My treasure!" Zakaria looked at the ugly, disgusting organ in the eyes of ordinary people.But he showed a frenzied and obsessed expression.

Just as he was about to take a step, he was stopped by his subordinates: "My lord, be careful of the magic circle!"…

Zakaria glanced around and found a corpse at his feet.This subordinate was the unlucky ghost who lost his life after accidentally breaking into the magic circle just now.

"Hmph, no matter how powerful this magic circle is, it can't stop me!"

Zakaria smiled confidently, and then a sharp light burst into his eyes.Complicated spells like blades, heavy hammers, and iron fists kept coming out of his mouth.These strange syllables composed of Abyssal languages ​​have a unique power, as if they can condense into solid matter and destroy the entire magic circle.

Since the dark elves are determined to get the heart called the holy relic today, they must make sufficient preparations and have a way to break this huge magic circle.

The devil's heart is related to the pirate attack that Freiris suffered seven years ago.

That incident turned the once-glorious Mercy and Mercy neighborhood into the slum it is today, and is the reason for Requiem Blessing Day.

In that day of blood and fire, the city of Fleuris paid for the lives of more than [-] citizens.After that tragedy, the thriving city was enveloped in tears and cries of grief, from which it has not fully recovered to this day.And such a tragic catastrophe, although officially said, was caused by the joint invasion of several big pirates.But can a few pirates really make such an important city of the empire pay such a heavy price?

Those thieves who drive fast warships to plunder around the sea may be able to run amok on the steam sea for a while, but they have absolutely no ability and courage to land and attack places like Freiris City.

After that catastrophe, ordinary people immersed in grief did not know the truth, and the few nobles and high-level gods who knew the truth would not tell it.

But Zakaria knew that the pirate attack might be real.But the culprit who was able to cause such great damage to the city was a captain among the pirates who was assisted by a demon.

The guy's name doesn't survive today, and prior to that attack, he was virtually unknown.Zakaria only knew that the captain was a tiefling with demon blood, and like him, he was also a son of God with the power of the Dark Triad.

Moreover, this unknown captain has gone farther than Zakaria or Alan Telfer on the road to becoming a god.At that time, he had gathered most of the divine power of Baal, the God of Destruction, and Melecht, the God of Discord.It only needs to hold a special ceremony to organically fuse these two divine powers together, and finally become a god.

And the reason why he came to Freiris City was also for the last ceremony.

However, even though this Son of God was so powerful, he failed in the end.Maybe he killed so much blood in the city of Fleuris, causing countless human beings to fear and despair.But he still failed after all, and was defeated by the elite sent by the three temples and the empire.

However, after the death of the Son of God, the high-level priests of the three major temples were horrified to find that the container of the Son of God that stored all the divine power—that is, his heart, could not be destroyed at all.

Even though his body had long been destroyed by the bombardment of countless holy lights, flames, and lightning, his heart was still intact and kept beating tenaciously.Therefore, the priests thought of a way and decided to use local materials to set up a magic circle using a newly excavated magical spring in the city of Fleuris to completely seal the devil's heart.

In order to deceive others, the rulers even invited dwarves to help.At the cost of donating [-] barrels of high-quality ale to the Lonely Mountain Kingdom every year, the dwarves built a consulate on the magic circle.

This is indeed a good note.I'm afraid no one would have thought that the three major temples would actually hide vital evils in the dwarves' consulate.

It's just that, if there is enough time, enough resources, and enough smarts, this kind of secret can also be discovered.

Zakaria is this kind of person who has both time and resources, and is smart enough.So it was only natural that he was able to discover this secret, and finally came to the underground of the dwarven consulate, only one step away from the heart of the devil.

And this short step distance, with the continuous chanting of the dark elves, will soon be crossed.

As Zakaria opened and closed his lips, the magical runes on the ground began to lose their effectiveness one by one.Those complex geometric figures built with high-level arcane knowledge are constantly dimming and losing their brilliance.The magical spirit thread surrounding the Devil's Heart seemed to be constantly being cut by an invisible pair of scissors, breaking off and then disappearing.

The collapse of the magic circle caused the vibration of the source energy, and then the entire underground space began to rumble, as if it would collapse at any time.But Zakaria didn't care, just walked to the middle leisurely, and then grabbed the devil's heart.

A hot, hot, and tingling sensation was transmitted from the place where the fingertips touched the devil's heart to the body.But the dark elf let out a hearty laugh, with a kind of supreme joy that his long-cherished wish has been fulfilled.

He grabbed the devil's heart, and felt that his entire body and soul seemed to start to beat with this heart.

"Very good, the most critical step has been achieved. Now, just wait until the time of the Huiyang Festival to extract all the divine power from the heart of the devil, and then integrate it into my body, and you're done!"

After achieving his goal, Zakaria didn't waste any time, and immediately summoned his subordinates to evacuate the dwarf consulate.

But when he just walked out of the building, he was stopped by a group of annoying uninvited guests.

Well, for cultists, sword-wielding, silver-armored temple warriors are a real nuisance.But for the people of Freiris City, these people can be regarded as great saviors.

The leader who led a total of 24 temple warriors was a middle-aged woman wearing a nun's dress covering her face.Although she doesn't seem to have anything special about her other than being stern and plain.But for the priests of the Temple of Dawn in the entire Changxia province, she is an existence that cannot be ignored.