Although the purpose of the Soren family participating in the war was impure, there was no need to say about efficiency under the leadership of the war bishop. Only a dozen minutes after the order was issued, the messenger entered the camp again:

"Commander, the two bishops are here."

"Let them come in." Edmund Soren's face was not good-looking. The red dots on the military map in front of him had completely surrounded Saden City.

The arson family was after all the profession called "Fire Mage" in ancient times. Even if there was no special bonus in spells, he still had a bad premonition in his heart.

Most importantly, he couldn't even counterattack.

The Iron Blood Cross Society's approach is completely open-minded. They have a small group of troops sneaked into the hinterland. If they send people to fight with them, no matter who dies, they will leave bodies. But if they leave them alone, they know how big trouble those guys will make in the back.

Soon, the bishops of the two local churches in Sadden came to the military camp. Although their expressions were not very good, they still maintained the respect they deserved. After paying tribute to Eimmond, who is Sequence 3, the bishop of the Sun Church spoke directly:

"Mr. Commander, the highest orderly guards in Sadden City are Sermon 7. If you want military assistance, please ask the Cathedral of Holy Light, but if it is just to boost morale and provide some faith protection, we will not refuse."

The bishop of the Mechanical Church who had traveled to the trip nodded slightly, his tone was not as decisive as the bishop of the Sun Church, and he just placed a suitcase on the table:

"This is the result of all the members of the Mechanical Heart of Hydraulic Church in the past half month. It can provide a variety of enchantments for weapons. This is a little bit of our intention to protect Sadden City. Of course, if the general intends to buy ordnance, we can also give a good discount."

Eimmond Soren's eyes twitched slightly, but he still reached out to take the suitcase, then pointed to the map and said:

"I'll talk about the war assistance later. Let's take a look at this map."

The two bishops looked at each other and followed Eimmond to the map with a little surprise. Looking at the circle of red x marked, the bishop of the Mechanical Church frowned:

"This is……"

"Not long ago, the main force of Lenburg was divided into part, led by the demigod, and rushed into the rear. The marked locations were the locations where the battle occurred. They seemed to be intentionally causing casualties, whether it was us or themselves, so I would like to ask the two of them if they knew any related spells or rituals." As Emund spoke, he marked another location on the map. Just now, his subordinates fought with a small force. Both sides left behind a dozen bodies and disappeared again.

"No wonder the Commander is looking for the secret peeper and readers." The two bishops had such thoughts in their minds, but looking at the circle that wrapped Sadden City, they could not calm down after all, and immediately said:

"This requires specialized personnel to identify it."

"That's what I mean." Eimmond nodded immediately. Because of the notice, the relevant personnel had been waiting outside the military camp for a long time. Just like the Storm Church will train audiences, the Night Church will train corpse collectors, the Mechanical Church will train secrets, and the Sun Church will train readers.

After all, the official extraordinary people need to deal with a variety of problems, and a single approach is difficult to meet their needs. Therefore, cultivating some extraordinary people with adjacent approaches or functional ones becomes a necessary behavior.

The new secret reader and the reader did not even introduce themselves. After being told about the situation, the two came to the map and watched Eimmond Sauron draw two x on the map from time to time.

"There is no doubt that this is a kind of ritual, but it is not yet certain, the purpose of the ritual." A faint white light flashed in the eyes of the extraordinary person who read the reader's path, and the ability of the guardian of the knowledge began to operate, but scene retrospective is ultimately the ability to act on the crime scene. With just one map, the information he received was very limited.

The wizard was not idle either. He took out a crystal ball from his robe, and his eyes also changed slightly. A mysterious force seemed to connect his eyes with the crystal ball. After a brief silence, the crystal ball suddenly exploded, and he also took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground.

His eyes became prominent, and the hairs on his hands began to grow rapidly. Almost as his body changed, everyone in the camp entered a state of alert. Once the other party completely lost control, he would immediately slaughter him here.

However, this situation did not happen. After about fifteen seconds of buffering, the wizard's eyes slowly shrank back into his eye sockets. Although the hairs on his arms were still thick, they no longer had the feeling of tentacles.

He spoke a long tone, as if he was glad that he had survived the disaster. Until he felt everyone's sight, he said with lingering fear:

"This ceremony involved high-level power. I don't know how high it was. The other party didn't even take the initiative to fight back. I just vaguely glanced at a little breath and almost lost control... No, if I hadn't used the crystal ball as a medium, I would have lost control!"

Speaking of this, the wizard looked at the fragments of the crystal ball, turned his head to look at the bishop of the Mechanical Church. The other party obviously understood what he meant, nodded slightly, indicating that this was considered an industrial injury and could be reimbursed.

Listening to the almost meaningless nonsense of the two professionals, Eymond Sauron's expression was a little ugly, as if he could see his dissatisfaction, the wizard who had obtained a reimbursement permission spoke:

"There is too little information at the moment, and we need more clues, but I don't plan to go to the ceremony, or if I go there, I can only lose control."

"What do you need?" Eimmond suppressed his instinct to mock the other party and asked as calmly as possible.

"Corps, we need those corpses after the ceremony." The guardian on the side replied with no time to think, "If you pass the corpse, you should be able to trace back to the situation around the time of death."

"If you have just died not long ago, you can also try to see if you can communicate with others and obtain corresponding information." The wizard also gave the same requirements.

In fact, compared to corpses, there are many things that can be used as "clues", but in the eyes of the two, corpses are undoubtedly the safest type.

After all, the spirit of mortals cannot withstand the high aura of existence. Therefore, even if it really involves very high-level existences, after passing through the mortal corpse, the remaining aura will be reduced to a range they can withstand.

Eimmond Sauron obviously did not understand the twists and turns of the two. He nodded and began to use spiritual links to contact the troops in the rear to the place where the battle had just begun. As a sequence three, he was capable and qualified to accept "sacrificial", and this battlefield happened to belong to the "authority" and "diges" of the bishop of the war.

Soon, as the gate of summoning opened, several fresh corpses came to the headquarters tent...
Chapter completed!