Water and Fire Twins Magician

The priests looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders at the order to kill. They were already numb, because as long as their goddess got angry, she would issue a maximum kill order even if it was a puppy that peed on her statue.

One of the priests speculated: "Could it be that this blasphemer did something... something that even the goddess is embarrassed or ashamed to talk about?"

Everyone looked up at the sky and then at the ground, recalling the long list of the goddess' enemies, and who best fits this guess.

As the most beautiful goddess in heaven, and the one who has long been ranked first in "my favorite naughty fantasy object" in countless planes, Goddess Helen has been subjected to a lot of direct and indirect harassment. In addition, she herself has a mental obsession with cleanliness, and will never tolerate others having dirty thoughts about her. If she finds someone who has the slightest improper thoughts about her, she will kill them without mercy.

There are countless people who have fantasies about goddesses, but the one who is truly capable of standing out from them is none other than that person.

"Is it Paul, the cardinal of the Church of Light?" several priests said almost at the same time.

The others also nodded, agreeing that this person definitely had the ability to put the goddess in a state of extreme shame and anger.

Because he even dared to steal the goddess Helen's underwear.

"That's impossible. On the day the goddess' robe was stolen, Paul was killed by the god Poseidon in the sea and torn into pieces." The high priest shook his head slowly.

"However, the whereabouts of the other half of the robe is still unknown. In addition, there has been no personnel changes within the Church of Light, and no new cardinal has taken office."

“Even if he is a master of the Holy Land, how could he escape from the hands of the great god Poseidon? How could he still be thick-skinned when so many eyes saw him being crushed into pieces?” The chief priest said meaningfully, “Are your ideas too far-fetched? Are you suspecting that you are blaspheming the godhood of the great god Poseidon?”

Everyone fell silent.

Although Poseidon is not the leader of the water gods, he controls all the seas of the Love continent. Even if the goddess Helen wants to take action in this plane, she has to be polite to Poseidon.

"In short, Paul is definitely out of the question." The chief priest concluded, "As long as he is not a strong person from the Holy Land, I believe our ally, the Principality of Dro, should be able to handle it. Let's handle it this way. We will use teleportation to hand over the oracle to Grand Duke Dro."

Having said that, the chief priest had already determined in his heart that Paul was definitely one of the targets, but this was something that would make Poseidon lose face, and he must not say it out loud. The most appropriate way was to use the Principality of Nadro as cannon fodder, sacrifice a few minions, and then have them expose the true identity of the target.

Meanwhile, somewhere underground on the border of the Principality of Dro, Mestre and Paul were working hard to stabilize Jacques's main personality.

Just now, Jacques used the element isolation technique to extinguish a group of residual ghost fire, but the residual ghost of the undead was also absorbed into Jacques's consciousness. Suddenly getting the life experience and memory of a stranger, even Jacques could not bear such a great shock.

As a time traveler, Jacques had long been accustomed to the memories of his two lives intertwined in his mind. If it were any other ordinary person, it might have caused irreversible confusion of consciousness and lost himself forever. But in his two short lives, he still lacked the experience of being on the verge of death. Now the undead in the Rose Alliance had fought for half of their lives in troubled times, and had experienced countless births and deaths. Now all of them suddenly flooded into Jacques's mind, which was really unbearable. So much so that he just had a confused consciousness and said completely unfamiliar words such as Lilith and the Principality of Dro, but they were the most unforgettable regrets of the undead he absorbed before his death.

What Meister and Paul have to do is to separate the consciousness belonging to the dead spirit from Jacques' own consciousness, and then let Jacques absorb it bit by bit, turning it into his own experience, and then enhance his mental strength.

"Huh...finally succeeded." Paul wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve. Meister's face also turned a little pale. Any magic that can affect the soul belongs to the level of the Holy Domain. Even for a master of the Holy Domain, it is extremely difficult to control.

Of course, the one who suffered the most was the protagonist Jacques.

"Wow... I was almost taken over by the undead named Stan..." Jacques was also sweating coldly.

"Don't even mention you, I almost lost it." Gandalf's voice sounded very weak: "As a soul resident, once Jacques's consciousness becomes confused, my personality will probably be the first to be destroyed... Hey, Paul, Meister, you guys didn't do this on purpose, did you?"

"Hehe, old man, you are overthinking." Paul gave a hypocritical smile. Meister just shrugged and said nothing.

"The effect of soul separation should last for three days. Master Jacques has enough time to absorb his consciousness. Once the absorption is successful, the master's already extremely powerful mental strength will definitely be further enhanced." Meister said.

"I understand." Jacques nodded. "Once I'm familiar with this method of eliminating and absorbing the cold turbulence, I can save Fei'er, right?"

"Yes, Master, you have experienced this as well. It is extremely difficult to dispel the cold turbulence, but if we isolate and imprison it with elements and completely absorb the energy within, the patient can fully recover without any sequelae."

"Master Jacques, please stay here and concentrate on your training. Meester and I will do the protection work." Paul said.

After saying that, he winked at Meister, who understood. The two of them walked towards the tunnel entrance that had just been invaded by the two small fish.

"Don't tell Master Jacques that the Trojan Federation has discovered this for the time being. Let him concentrate on his training." Paul said, "It won't be difficult for the two of us to resist a few waves of attacks."

"Of course. As long as we are not within the territory of the other party's gods, the sniper sent by the Trojan Federation can be easily repelled even by Lord Paul alone." Mest said with a smile.

"Haha, Lord Meister, you are so kind." Paul replied happily, seeming to be very pleased.

“Even if the opponent’s god comes in person, if we fight with the intention of dying together, Master Jacques may still be able to escape.” Meister said lightly.

"..." Paul felt uneasy and thought to himself, "I hope this guy is not a jinx and his predictions don't come true..."