Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 163 Chapter 162 Strictly follow the orders of Father Feng Xiuhu
Feng Xiuhu looked closely.

There were only two things on the tray: a kerosene lighter and a flip-top pocket watch.

It looks unremarkable.

Vadracho picked up the lighter first.

Ding--

The hatch popped open and flames leaped, but Feng Xiuhu didn't see anything special.

Seeing his confusion, Vadracho explained with a smile, "Don't underestimate it. Like this pocket watch, they are high-level magical instruments with names."

"This thing in my hand is called the Flame of Discord. It can transform the anger in the enemy's heart into real flames, burning the enemy from the inside out to ashes."

Feng Xiuhu took the lighter and looked at it, asking, "Is it related to fire? Could it be from the Xijun Temple?"

Vadracho was amused by Feng Xiuhu's ignorance, but when he thought of Feng Xiuhu's background, he also felt that he could understand it.

So he explained, “It’s not that fire.”

"It comes from the Church of War, and its effect corresponds to the 'wrath' authority of the God of War."

Feng Xiuhu nodded silently - Eclipse hadn't mentioned this aspect yet, so he didn't know if it was excusable.

Vadracho picked up the pocket watch again, pressed the clasp, and the cover opened.

Feng Xiuhu was stretching his neck to look, but suddenly found that he could not move.

He rolled his eyes and blinked wildly, trying to communicate with Vadracho in this way.

Vadracho smiled slightly, and Feng Xiuhu was able to move again.

Feng Xiuhu rubbed his neck and said, "I think I had a cramp just now."

"Sometimes being too concerned about reputation is not a good thing. You have to learn to be honest with your teachers."

Vadracho warned with a smile, then showed the pocket watch to Feng Xiuhu: "Its name is Frost of Time."

"It freezes enemies around you for a short period of time, as if freezing them in time."

This time Feng Xiuhu knew the answer, and he rushed to say, "The Church of Night!"

Vadracho gave him a gratified look. "Indeed, the Frost of Time corresponds to the 'Freeze' power of the God of Night."

Feng Xiuhu discovered the problem: "Don't we have any good things of our own to keep me safe?"

Vadracho shook his head and said, "That would be too obvious."

Feng Xiuhu suddenly realized that this was not an appropriate approach.

He then asked, "I heard you mention high-level magical instruments just now. So are there differences between magical instruments?"

"Of course."

Vadracho's expression was one of satisfaction. He actually enjoyed the process of clearing up his students' doubts. "Generally speaking, the quality of a magical weapon is determined by the strength of the mana it was imbued with during its refining. Of course, there are exceptions, such as consumable magical weapons."

"So, the final decision on the grade of a magical weapon will take many factors into consideration, such as energy efficiency, power, protection, the material itself, etc. But there is no doubt that only magical weapons of high level and above can have their own exclusive names."

Apart from the two in front of him, the last named magical instrument Feng Xiuhu had seen was the rotary telephone used in the initiation ceremony - the echo of good luck.

And the mirror that Ni Zhiwen used to trick him—the Soul-Cleansing Mirror.

Feng Xiuhu asked immediately after thinking about it, "Is the Echo of Good Luck also a high-level magical weapon?"

Vadracho shook his head in denial. "No, that's a pseudo-artifact, a magical artifact made by imitating a divine artifact. According to the classification system, the Echo of Good Luck is considered a special-grade magical artifact."

Feng Xiuhu pulled out a short axe from his waist and wiped the blade lovingly with his sleeve: "Please close your eyes."

The corner of Vadraqiao's mouth twitched: "This is the ritual instrument of the Wind and Rain Temple."

Feng Xiuhu nodded. "I know. I was wondering what rank it is." Vadracho reluctantly repeated, "As I said, it's a very basic standard magical weapon, not even as good as a low-level one."

"Its only effect is to help those who are still in the introductory stage or have just entered the spiritual realm to better stimulate their magic power."

He pointed at the pendant on Feng Xiuhu's chest and said, "Just like this, introductory deacons can't cast spells independently. But with the Mist Pendant, the magic power of multiple deacons can be connected together, thus achieving the purpose of casting spells."

"The short axe has different effects, but the purpose is the same. Si Li who practice the Wind Transforms Rain technique cannot use spells during the initial stages, but using the short axe can stimulate the meager mana within them, thus achieving the purpose of releasing it to injure others."

Feng Xiuhu was a little disappointed. He stroked the hatchet and said, "It's actually quite useful."

Vadracho chuckled. "If it's used for chopping wood, it's definitely more practical than most farm tools."

He looked down at his pocket watch and said, "It's almost time. You should return to the temple and prepare."

Vadracho handed the pocket watch to Feng Xiuhu and said, "Go ahead. The Holy Guards and priests should be waiting for you in the temple."

……

Vadracho said that the fighting troops were already waiting for Feng Xiuhu in the factory area.

But when Feng Xiuhu returned to the temple, he didn't see even a single hair.

The door of the church was closed tightly. Not only were there no people, but even the deacons who usually worked there were gone.

Feng Xiuhu almost thought that the temple had taken down the church without his knowledge.

After a lot of effort, Feng Xiuhu saw a deacon running out with a panicked look. He quickly grabbed the man and found out after asking that everyone had gone to the entrance and exit at the junction of the factory area and the port area to provide support.

Without a word, Feng Xiuhu hurried to the entrance again.

Following the principle of proximity, Feng Xiuhu went to the west entrance first.

The closer you get, the more tense the atmosphere becomes.

There were no pedestrians on the street, and all the residents along the way had their doors and windows closed.

When he arrived at the place, Feng Xiuhu finally saw the lively scene.

At the entrance, the Divine Guards brought in barricades and sacks filled with mud and sand to block the passage tightly, and were now using barbed wire as the last layer of protection.

Several rows of Divine Guards stood on both sides of the passage, ready for battle.

The deacons worked with the priest to draw a huge magic circle pattern on the ground.

The guard officer commanded the Divine Guard to drive out the residents of nearby houses and forcibly requisition their houses as temporary strongholds.

Feng Xiuhu saw Mike in the crowd.

He walked over and grabbed Mike: "What's going on? I haven't even said anything yet, how did it get to this point?"

Mike hesitated and looked over Feng Xiuhu's shoulder and behind him.

Feng Xiuhu looked back and saw that the priest who had just drawn the magic circle was already walking over.

He first saluted Feng Xiuhu on the chest and said, "Nice to meet you, Father Feng Xiuhu."

Then he introduced himself: "I am Tarunzhu, a priest under Bishop Yuke."

Tarunju took the initiative to explain the current situation.

"Father Glanshaw and I have received transfer orders to go to the factory district temple to assist you in resisting the threat from the temple."

"While we were waiting, we received reports of a conflict between the Divine Guards led by Officer Morgan and the temple monks. We then learned that you had foreseen the temple's movements yesterday and dispatched Officer Morgan to organize a defensive operation in advance."

"The situation is urgent, so Father Gran and I temporarily took over command and led the Divine Guards to provide support. We will strictly follow the orders you gave to Guard Officer Morgan - defend the two entrances to the factory area and drive out all temple personnel."

(End of this chapter)