Don't confiscate my citizenship

In the lonely cold winter, the natural light in the imperial capital of Helrom was much weaker than in other seasons. It passed through the thin clouds gently, bringing a little warmth to the cold earth.

Lan Qi walked alone on the spacious road.

Today is a working day.

He doesn't need to go to Protos Royal Academy to tutor Zestila, he lives a life like a pension in a hotel not far from the school every day.

After receiving the letter that he passed the written examination in the morning, he started on the way to the Temple of the Knights of Annihilation after lunch. He was still wearing a diamond-striped vest and a long dark gray coat that could protect against the cold, looking very orderly.

His green eyes looked even clearer in the sunlight, like an emerald green lake.

Following his footsteps, the number of pedestrians from the Imperial City on the roadside gradually dwindled.

Most of them avoided the location of the Knights of Annihilation, as if it was a restricted area on the map.

The destination of Lan Qi, who was walking in the opposite direction, seemed obvious and attracted the attention of some ordinary people. They looked at him in surprise as to why this seemingly gentle and well-behaved young man was walking that way.

Lan Qi, are you sure you are really acting? Meow...

A childish voice with a hint of timidity came from the shadow.

When there are no people around who are sensitive to magic power, Boss Cat's telekinesis magic can also directly transmit the sound to Lan Qi's ear, but its magic control skills are very raw. If there is a master of the legal profession nearby, it will soon be You can find something wrong in the shadow.

Boss Cat felt that it was extremely dangerous for Lan Qi to socialize with the priests of the Batian branch when he was in the Southwest Province.

Unexpectedly, Lan Qi finally got the identity he wanted, got rid of those resurrected priests, and now came to the imperial capital to work as a tutor peacefully, but he actually took the initiative to join the Nirvana branch!

Boss Cat just thinks this guy is crazy!

Don't worry, Boss Cat. My faith is very firm. It's normal for police undercover agents to go to gangsters' dens.

Lan Qi smiled and whispered, as if whispering to the cat boss.

……That's good.

The cat boss was convinced that after Ranchi had been operating in Lilom City, the original nightmare start was now back on track, and he even dreamed of bringing it to live a comfortable and beautiful life in the Helom Imperial City.

It thought for a while and remained silent.

Prepare to wait and see what Lan Qi will do before seeing Xiubao.

It has been content with the status quo, but this kid seems to have some ideas and doesn't plan to stop for the time being.

But he should have brakes.

that's all.

Lan Qi approached the building of the Knights of Annihilation.

By the end, except for the faintly floating snowflakes, almost no other pedestrians could be seen on the street.

In the distance, the majestic buildings of the Knights of Annihilation gradually appeared in front of him.

Although he had already been here once, Lan Qi still felt a little emotional when he saw the legal Temple of the Church of Resurrection again with his own eyes.

This is the Northern Continent.

As expected, it is very different from the Southern Continent.

It is always at this time that I realize that I am in a foreign country, very far away from the familiar town and home.

Lan Qi shook his head and walked slowly to the heavily guarded gate.

The knights in dark gray heavy armor looked him up and down. After checking the letter, one of them nodded, indicating that he could enter.

Then Lan Qi put away the re-examination notice and walked into this bottomless building.

Ranch remembered the instructions in the letter.

He walked along the long corridor on the left and soon found the examination room for the re-examination.

The two huge metal doors at the end of the corridor were closed tightly. On both sides of the door, there were still priests guarding them quietly. Their eyes were cold, and they were all ready to fight at any time.

go in.

Without Lan Qi showing the letter any more, the priest opened the door to the assessment hall for Lan Qi.

Behind the heavy iron door is a spacious hall with a dignified atmosphere.

Tall chandeliers hang from the top, emitting a faint light, and are surrounded by carved murals that were originally left in the building. The depictions of the Holy War in the Northern Continent are twisted and strange, with the faces of heroes and demons flickering in the shadows. , the image will walk out of the painting and join this space.

Shrouded in oppressive silence, the air was slightly thinner, and most areas were in darkness. Each candidate's face seemed to be engulfed by deep shadows, and the shadows behind them were even darker.

Compared to Lan Qi, who came relatively late, there were already more than 20 people waiting for the re-examination in the assessment hall.

They sat on scattered seats around the hall, keeping a distance from each other. Some closed their eyes to meditate, some lowered their heads in meditation, and some villains lowered their heads and chanted quietly, their lips moving quickly in the darkness, like a curse. The spell was cast, but no sound came out.

Most of them are villains with dangerous temperaments, and the most conspicuous ones are the masters of this malicious gathering place, making others reluctant to get too close.

Lan Qi glanced around the hall, and soon, the door behind him closed tightly with a roar.

The huge pendulum clock above the door, every time its gears ring, announces the upcoming test of fate.

Once you get here, there is no turning back.

Lan Qi's appearance has attracted a lot of attention in a short period of time.

From time to time, eyes were fixed on him, assessing every tiny movement he made.

At this moment, the young man with black hair and green eyes looked too kind and harmless, like a pure white lamb that had strayed into a pack of dark wolves.

In the first round of the written test, there may be people like him who look regular and orderly.

But everyone who has finished the test paper knows that if you want to get high scores in the written test, you not only need a detailed understanding of the Church of Resurrection and the Nirvana branch, but also an extreme villain's mind.

No matter how you look at it, he is really weak and not threatening at all.

Presumably even if this guy passed the exam, he would have passed the passing line by relying on his solid theoretical knowledge and answering the objective and conceptual questions correctly.

Lan Qi simply walked to an empty seat on one side of the hall and sat down, folding his hands on his lap and looking forward calmly.

As time passed, the atmosphere in the hall became increasingly tense.

Lan Qi didn't panic at all, but the cat boss in the shadow was already trembling with fear from the thick malice.

I would have run away if I could, but I regretted following Lan Qi out of curiosity.

Everyone who comes here is a heavyweight.

A good young man with a clean resume like Lan Qi is obviously not on the same level of danger and chaos as those other pure villains!

镪,镕.

The hourly clock chimed above the metal door.

Lan Qi could clearly hear the superimposed echoes while sitting in the corner. Each bell sounded like a warning, reminding everyone present that the danger here was increasing with time.

In the hall, the dim light coming from the front corner echoed the faint chandelier. The cold air also condensed at this moment. When the bell gradually dispersed, a slight sound like fine sand came from the dark depths in the distance. Sliding into the hall, it was like some kind of spell that stopped time. Every corner of the hall, every candidate, and every sculpture seemed to be frozen in this moment.

Those were footsteps.

Although the sound was not loud, in this tense atmosphere, the footsteps were like a drum beating on everyone's heartbeat, guiding their attention and drawing their sights in the unknown direction.

On the iron doors on the inner side of the hall, wind blows in from time to time from a certain gap, bringing with it a chill. At the same time, it also lifts the faded curtains in the corner of the hall, making it make a whooshing sound.

Lan Qi looked like other candidates, passing through the shadows of the hall, waiting for the figure that was about to appear.

Gradually, a faint light came from the depths of the hall, reflecting a figure in dark gray cassocks, gradually walking out of the darkness in the hall.

He walked not fast, and his face appeared in front of everyone. It was a face that had the vicissitudes of time but was gloomy and cold. The deep-set eyes revealed a cold desire for control. There was a rather thin nose under the aquiline nose. Lips.

What shocked the candidates was the purple holy seal on his chest, which emitted a faint light and illuminated his cassock.

None of the villains present dared to underestimate him. Being able to wear the purple holy seal shows that he is not only a major evil party, but also a famous high priest in the Nirvana branch. He is a real high-ranking person and resident of the Church of Resurrection. A terrorist from the dark side of the northern continent.

Just like that, Archpriest Caius, who was in charge of the examination, walked to the front of the hall.

I am Caius, the chief examiner who is presiding over this re-examination and final assessment.

Caius' figure appeared even taller in the dim light. He slowly opened his mouth and his low voice spread throughout the hall.

In order to prove your most basic and important loyalty to the Resurrection Church, you must complete a task. This is the content of the re-examination question.

His eyes slowly scanned each candidate, and when he didn't speak, silence enveloped the entire hall.

Many candidates present here slowly showed doubts in their eyes. They didn't know any way to accurately test loyalty.

Even if there is magic that can see through inner thoughts, it must be at least an eighth-level expert who specializes in mind and soul. Even if there are ancient magic tools of this level, it is obvious that the scale of this re-examination is not enough. Use it.

Some time ago... the Church of the Goddess of Destiny in the Kingdom of Estherland was popular. They came up with a method to detect resurrected priests. Although it may not be completely accurate, it did screen out many of our people. This kind of atrocities, which generally involves 'questioning first and then asking the other party to prove themselves', is called 'Wilfortism' by the priests who spread it.

Caius calmly told everyone in the hall,

Now that our positions are reversed with that of the Church of Destiny in the Protos Empire, then this 'Wilfordism' can also be used to our advantage.

I will first treat you all as traitors to the Church of Destiny, and you need to prove to me that you are not.

The content of the retest is very simple, that is, transforming the Statue of Destiny.

I will give each of you a statue of the Goddess of Destiny. You are free to imagine, destroy, and even defile the Goddess of Destiny to prove your loyalty to the Church of Resurrection. Then submit a work to me, and I will also Use this to judge your stance, style, and degree of compatibility with our Nirvana branch’s artistry.”

At this point, Caius has simply and clearly explained the theme and rules of this exam.

Fourth update today, there are three more chapters to come