"No matter whether he is a saint son or a saint envoy, now that the person has been killed by me, what's the point of discussing this?" Bai Ye spread his hands and said coldly to the man in black robe, "Even if you kill me here, he will not be able to survive."

"Yes, Jermaine, we are more concerned about the real situation at the headquarters than the death of the envoy. What is Sadie coming to the mainland for? Is it the headquarters meant? What should we do now?" Orn slapped the scepter in his hand hard on the ground, and the gossip around him quickly dissipated. "Even if you say Sadie coming to the mainland indicates that the eternal night is coming, there is still no accurate time. The most important thing is... When will we return to the center?"

"Yes! We have been here for nearly a hundred years for the sake of the church. A thousand years ago, our ancestors were exiled to the Anya continent, and the prophecy about the eternal night lasted for ten centuries! We have been waiting here for generations, hoping to return to the central world with the arrival of the eternal night. Now, with a chance, you actually told me to rely on a "Son" who will be shot to death by muskets?"

The fat old man spoke again, his neckline was marked with a "V", which showed that he was on par with the lieutenant bishop. His temper was very hot and his voice even surpassed Bishop Orn.

When he mentioned, the senior officials behind him were talking again. It can be seen that each of them was very excited. They had been waiting for this moment for too long. For a thousand years, generations of people watched the burning stone tablets but could not wait for this moment until they died.

Now, this group of them has the hope of fulfilling the long-cherished wishes of their ancestors, but they just came out and were so funny that no one could accept it.

Seeing that the senior officials of the Temple had the urge to make reasonable explanations themselves, otherwise they would not give up, and the black-robed man had a slight chill on his back.

He stayed in the shadows, and this arcane technique guaranteed that he would not be judged by the power of the rules of the Anya Continent, but at the same time, only half of his true power remained. If these guys really wanted to resist, he might not be able to leave alive.

Bai Ye wants this effect. From their conversation, it can be clearly seen that the church is not ignorant of the eternal night, and obviously has certain plans. More than a thousand years ago, it happened to be the beginning of the era mentioned by Aslan and Hai Ji. Aslan is called the beginning of the Dharma-Ending Age.

It seems that over the past thousand years, these believers scattered on the Anya continent have all longed to return to the Central World, but the problem is that there are only two ways to reach the Central World - the burning stone tablet in the "position" of the nobles and the promotion passages guarded by three monitors.

The former is given to the bloodline and their ethnic group, while the latter is given to the profession, which obviously does not include the church.

He looked at Crassu, and the old man closed his eyes tightly. It seemed that all the noise around him had nothing to do with him, but Bai Ye felt a stern heart. The godfather had mentioned before that the church might covet the "position" on the Burning Stone Monument, and the intention was even more obvious when someone came to the headquarters.

His godfather is not simple, but why did he try to dissuade Bai Ye from fighting for "position"? Crassus also said that eternal darkness is inevitable, and as long as the creatures on the Anya Continent can never escape death.

This is clearly an unsolvable problem. Even if Bai Ye is carrying some abyss bloodline and is not qualified to go to the Central World, it does not mean that his family and there are still some witches in the territory that cannot be gone. Why doesn’t he help them fight for this qualification?

Bai Ye couldn't figure this out, but since he had made the decision, he would not change it.

"Everyone, don't be anxious. Although our church headquarters is only one gate from the Central World, we also belong to this continent. For a thousand years, not only have we not been able to return to the Central World, but we can't even step out of the headquarters gate easily. Compared to you, we are more eager to go home! So don't worry that I will deceive you."

The man in black robe walked to the middle and reached out to comfort them. These words slowly calmed down the emotional senior officials. Indeed, the people at the church headquarters were even worse. Except for their Sacramental Department who could temporarily leave the headquarters with the help of the Shadow Arcane, other believers did not even dare to take a step forward in the gate.

They only have more or less desires for the Central World.

"What should we do now? The Son is dead, are we waiting for death here?" Orn looked at him, "Jermaine, we have known each other for more than 40 years, so I can naturally trust you. But you always have to give us an explanation, right? Also, what is the reason why the Son left the headquarters this time?"

Jermaine, the man in black robe, was stunned. He was really not good at speaking for this reason. After hesitating, he said slowly: "It's over, and it's useless to say this. At this moment, I can only take this murderer back to the headquarters to make a decision. Once there is news, I will send someone to notify you immediately."

"You want to take Bai Ye to the headquarters?" Crassus, who had been silent, suddenly spoke. Bai Ye was also stunned and took him to the headquarters. This was clearly a sheep entering the tiger's mouth.

"Otherwise, I will always go back and give the headquarters an explanation." Jermaine said sinisterly, "The Holy Son was killed and the murderer was not brought back. Should you bear the responsibility, or Bishop Ornn?"

"Okay, I'll go back and clean up for him." Crassus nodded silently and signaled Bai Ye with his eyes. Bai Ye knew it and temporarily gave up his intention to resist and allowed the clergy to imprison himself.

......

Crassus returned to the Original Sin Building alone. He said he would prepare himself first, and then let Bai Ye come alone. On the sixth floor of the Original Sin Building, only Director Gran and King Oakles were still in the building. The Dark Patriarch Slaanes was dead, Elinorin left, Glutty Vesta took Wen with him for no idea where, and Duke Levitra returned to the Frost Territory alone.

In the deserted original sin building, Crasus walked back to the sixth floor alone. He gently stroked the chair and table that had accompanied him for many years with his hand, and finally pressed his hand on the thick holy book on the table. This holy book was thicker than the church gospels beside him, and it has always been in the hands of the priests. The versions circulating outside were all old versions revised by the previous priests.

This version will be released only after he dies.

Crassus slowly stroked the shell of the Book, just like an old friend, and he must hand it to Bai Ye's hands.

He turned the sacred texts one by one, and at the end of the page, they were all blank pages. Crassus clenched his fingertips, and a drop of red blood dripped on the paper. After slowly melting, rows of tiny handwriting suddenly appeared on the blank page.

"Dongdongdongdong--"

A familiar knock on the door sounded, and Crassus glanced at the last sight of the Holy Book and slowly closed it: "White Ye?"

"Godfather, I'm here." Bai Ye's voice sounded at the door, and then the closed iron door was opened, "What are you going to say to me?"

"Card, come here..." Crassus waved to him, and was about to continue speaking, suddenly a cold light passed by his eyes, sneering!

A black line hit his eyebrows, and Bai Ye, who walked in front of him, suddenly smiled fiercely, and a cold dagger appeared in his hand. Crassu had no time to dodge. The dagger pierced directly into his lower abdomen and was then swiftly swung.

"Bai, Bai Ye, what are you doing?!" Crassus pulled back his hand that held the Holy Book, his face full of disbelief.

"The legendary first saint is nothing more than that. I just pretended to be this boy, and you were completely defensive."

Originally, Bai Ye's face quickly melted, revealing a handsome cheek. His whole body exuded a strange shadow like Jermaine, but his face could be revealed.

This is a boy who is about the same age as Bai Ye, with a cold face and then a faint smile appeared.

"Godfather, long time no see."
Chapter completed!