The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 534 Bishop Tyre
Cults are a very common problem in this world.

Workers who see no hope for the future and lack comfort in their lives are a breeding ground for cults. All kinds of cults and underground associations are very common among the worker community.

This is why Barnard's eldest son went to Ben for treatment.

None of them care about the workers, the only ones they can hire are Ben.

However, several knights felt that Alvin's decision to pass the blame on to the cult and get away with it was unreliable.

Bishop Tyre was no fool, so he sent them over to investigate, only to find out that a cult had murdered Bishop Orson.

There's no way this kind of deception will get away with it.

Seeing his doubtful eyes, Alvin slowly said: "If we don't blame the cult, we'll just have to wait for the end.

The Wangting faction has been very aggressive recently, and even the Grand Commander seems to be leaning towards the Wangting faction. If we can find any clues about this incident, it would be fine. But the current situation is that we cannot find any clues.

More than a month has passed, and all the clues are now invalid. I even have some doubts now, whether Bishop Tyer will send someone to kill us, and then disguise as the Royal Court Faction, to start a war against the Royal Court Faction, and win over the Grand Master by the way. "

"But this evil cult thing is really not good." A knight said helplessly, "How could those rabble kidnap a cybernetic bishop quietly? Bishop Orson is not a weak waste. His cybernetic body is definitely the top level in the church."

"Ordinary evil cults can't do that, but the Abyss Cult can."

Alvin took out a bag from under his cloak, and when the bag was shaken, the sound of crystals colliding could be faintly heard.

"Abyss Blood Crystal, the spoils left behind when I wiped out the Abyss Cult's stronghold."

Hearing the name Abyss Blood Crystal, several Knights of the Guardian were startled, and some even took defensive postures unconsciously.

"Captain, you are crazy! How dare you keep this thing!" a knight said in horror, "If you are infected with this thing, even the Grand Master can't save you."

"I know." Alvin said calmly, "So I added some protection to them."

As he spoke, Alvin took out three transistors. The bright red crystals in the transistors flashed an eerie light under the gas lamp.

"The Abyss Blood Crystal needs a medium to entice creatures to swallow it. As long as it is sealed, the Abyss Blood Crystal can also be used as a decoration."

"Captain, what you mean is..." The knight who was sent by Alvin to investigate the cult said hesitantly.

Alvin's voice was incredibly calm, and he spoke his mind like a real machine.

"Just give these things to them. A latent Abyss Cult is enough to deal with Bishop Tyre."

"...This will kill many people, Captain." A knight said with reluctance.

Alvin looked at him, his tone calm.

"Then you come up with a plan that doesn't offend anyone. If you can, then I will definitely follow your command."

The knight was silent. This was a dead end. If they enforced the law impartially, they would definitely offend Bishop Tyre, and might even cause Bishop Tyre to send someone to attack them, turning them into a trumpet to attack the King's Court Party.

But if they obeyed the Bishop of Tyre, the Royal Court would inevitably become their enemies.

If the royal court faction wins the final struggle, they will not end up well either.

Compared to these two biased decisions, the evil cult is undoubtedly the best option. This option will not offend the Royal Court faction, and it can also make Bishop Tyre let them go.

And the price was nothing more than the lives of some slave laborers.

Compared with the future of these knights who protect the religion, the lives of these slaves are extremely cheap.

"If you have no objection, do it."

"Yes, Captain."

……

While Ben was playing the Saint in the East City District, Orson was also not idle.

Through some unique channels belonging to Bishop Tyre, Orson, after disguising himself, arrived at a manor outside the royal court.

On the surface, this manor belongs to a well-known businessman in the kingdom, but the actual controller is the Bishop of Tyre.

Whenever he encountered trouble or any research problems, Bishop Tyer would take a special car to this manor to spend some time enjoying himself.

Although the Church of the Lord of All Machines and the Church of the Lord of Flesh and Blood are mortal enemies, in normal times, the attitudes of the top leaders of both sides are very ambiguous.

Bishop Tyre has a body made by the Church of the Lord of Flesh and Blood. When he indulges in pleasure, he will shed his iron body and return to his original flesh and blood body to enjoy the pleasure that comes from his body's instincts.

Bishop Tell arrived at the estate shortly after Orson arrived.

A luxurious steam locomotive passed through the gate of the manor and stopped in front of the hall. With a click, the locomotive door was opened, and a servant walked to the door and lay on the ground. Soon, Bishop Tyer, who was only 1.2 meters tall, stepped on the servant's back and got off the locomotive.

"Take me to him."

"Yes, my lord."

Bishop Tyer walked through the hall and came to a corner. After moving the decorative painting in the corner, a mechanical sound came into Bishop Tyer's ears along the wall. The ground sank, and Bishop Tyer came to a secret passage. Walking to the end of the secret passage, he came to a room made of alloy.

Inside the room, his good student Anson was holding a glass of red wine, shaking it slowly.

Seeing the teacher coming, Anson stood up from his chair and saluted respectfully.

"teacher."

Bishop Tyer walked over and sat down opposite him, and asked calmly, "You disappeared at a very bad time. What happened that made you disappear for a month without leaving any information?"

Anson sat down again and replied in the same calm tone: "It was force majeure. Compared to the reason for my disappearance, I think you should take a look at this first, teacher."

As he spoke, Orson removed his left arm and handed it to Tyr.

Tyr frowned slightly. He was not sure what his student wanted to say. Because of his disappearance, he misjudged the situation, which led to the deepening of the conflict between the church and the royal court. Now it has almost reached the point where there is no middle faction left.

This was not a good thing in Thiel's opinion.

But after taking Orson's prosthesis, Tyr's expression suddenly changed.

He weighed the arm in disbelief, and then disassembled the prosthesis into several large parts at an astonishing speed. Looking at the simple yet delicate mechanical structure inside the prosthesis, Tyr was confused for a moment.

"What's going on?" Tyr pointed at the prosthetic limb and said in shock, "Without a crystal core, the mechanical structure is so simple. How did you do it?"

The moment he received the arm, Tell noticed the change in the quality of the prosthesis.

This prosthesis was too light. Even if all its internal parts were made of the lightest alloy, it would be impossible to be this light. Moreover, at this moment, he also keenly noticed that his student did not carry an energy backpack on his back.

How do these prosthetic limbs function so precisely without the support of an energy backpack?
He had just seen his students leisurely shaking their wine glasses.

But the answer his students gave him was very strange.

"Teacher, do you still remember the theory of Orvistism?"

The theory of the Orvisites? Bishop Tyer searched for a long time in his chaotic memory, and finally he found the theory about the Orvisites.

"There is not only one world... You mean this thing..."

"Yes. It comes from another world." Orson answered straightforwardly, "During the few days I was missing, I was taken away by a creature from another world. From him, I saw a technology called alchemy. This technology is extremely sophisticated. It can change the properties of metals and use a few runes to accomplish things that we need complex structures to accomplish."

After hearing this, Tyer did not speak immediately. He disassembled the prosthesis again and again, and finally turned it into a piece of parts.

He took the parts in his hands and looked at them over and over again. Finally, he asked, "What does he want?"

"I don't know, but right now, he just wants to build a church, a church that is open to everyone."

After hearing Richard's purpose, Tyer was stunned.

Building a church? Or a church open to everyone? Why is this kind of church so familiar to him?
"His idea is very dangerous." Tyr replied, "But the Abyss Cult has the same idea as him."

Anson understood what his teacher meant and replied, "He is not from the Abyss Cult. His sect... is hard to describe. The Abyss Cult is so hard to find because its members never resist. Under the power of the Abyss, they will be full of energy and will be very obedient to their positions, thus avoiding the scrutiny of the church.

But his church is different. He seems to be planning to change the status quo and make life better for the slaves."

"A reformer?" Thiel concluded in his mind.

"But you also know the influence of the Abyss Cult on the church. The church has always been willing to kill the cult members by mistake rather than let them go."

Anson shook his head slightly: "Teacher, I think you misunderstood a little. I am not here to reach a cooperation with you, I am here to recruit you into the sect."

Tyer was stunned by what Anson said. Inviting him to join the church, inviting him, a cardinal who was second only to the Lord of All Things in the Church of All Things, to join a cult?
Is he crazy, or is the world crazy?

But looking at the prosthetic limb that he had disassembled into parts, Tyson felt a little shaken. A new path was right in front of him, should he give up?
No way, he would never give up the technological revolution. But it was too stupid for a cardinal to become a member of a cult.

Taier's heart suddenly moved, and a bold idea came to his mind.

With his power, he might be able to capture the alien creature. As long as he captured the alien creature, there would be a technological revolution, and the cult would be wiped out, which could be said to be killing two birds with one stone.

"I want to meet him." Tyr said.

"No problem." Richard's voice came from behind Tyr.

Tyr's face changed, and his prosthetic limbs suddenly made a loud noise. But before he could make any move, his prosthetic limbs suddenly locked and did not move.

As the bishop of the Church of All Things, his prosthetic limbs were made of the most advanced technology and materials. In terms of combat effectiveness, even the Grand Master of the Knights of the Church could not defeat him.

But now, he lost his fighting ability at the first encounter.

Richard moved his hand away from Tyr. Without the protection against alchemy, Tyr, a third-level creature whose majority of his body had been transformed, could be killed by a second-ring wizard alone.

Anson moved from his chair and made room for the seat opposite Tyre. Richard sat in front of Tyre and said with a smile:
"Hello, Bishop Tyr. I am a sage of the Order of Miracles. Now, I think you should give up the idea of ​​capturing me."

(End of this chapter)