After the holy sword is broken

Walking out of the shining silver portal, Alger put on the hood without any hassle.

Here is a wasteland, surrounded by low bushes, the sky is gloomy and rainy.

Borgins followed him and also stepped out of the portal, the soft silver light behind him slowly dissipated.

He threw the cloak on, fastened its laces, and shook it.

One step in place is comfort.

"Where to go next?" he asked.

Alger unfolded the map in his hand and took out the pendulum from his luggage: "Divination again, confirm the location, and then decide."

"I've been wanting to ask since just now. Even mages say that divination is impossible. Why are you so sure that your result is correct?"

Alger smiled at him: "Because of magic immunity."

Burgess recalled that when he was hunting Chimera and capturing flame birds earlier, the moment the magic flame touched the executor, it receded like a tide and dissipated like a cloud of smoke.

only……

"The manifestation of magic immunity, is this?"

Burgess frowned, a little puzzled.This seems to be a little different from what he has always known.

"Probably... There is a difference. Although they all need to be close to the body to work, but other people's magic immunity is to invalidate the magic that acts on themselves, while my immunity is more similar to magic elimination.

"It may be because this ability is acquired and obtained through external forces."

"Rituals, magic items, or special practices?"

After Burgess asked, he paused: "It's okay if you don't answer."

All issues involving the special abilities of professionals, which are related to personal cards and safety, are often kept confidential and are rarely reported to others.

Alger didn't seem to care too much: "It's because of a nick."

Notches are inscriptions and magic circles engraved on the human body.

Inscriptions can endow objects with extraordinary power, and when they are imprinted on a person's body, they can also bring powerful abilities.

However, this kind of addition is often used under harsh conditions, and the effect is very limited, and there is often mutual influence between nicks and nicks.

What nick could give ordinary people such powers?

Burgess didn't go any further, but asked instead: "You can remove the magic on the topaz, but what about other magic items? Can it be used normally?"

Most of this passive state does not distinguish between enemy and friend. It makes no sense to let go of other forces of the same nature except for the magical effect that is unfavorable to the body.

"Hmm... About this, I have never really understood it."

Alger handed the map in his hand to Burgess, motioning him to take it and flatten it.

"Probably has something to do with the level. Low-level magic and magic items can't take effect, and high-level magic will still work. But this boundary has been changing. It seems that with age, the required level is getting higher and higher.

"So there are more and more complaints about the accounts, the loss is huge, and the requirements are still high, which is also difficult for them."

As Alger said, he smiled, hung down the pendulum, and held the Topaz in his hand.

The magic attached to the topaz is only complicated, and its grade is not high.The moment the executor touched it, the magic power melted away.

The tip of the pendulum draws a small circle on the map.

"It's much smaller than last time, but it still encloses half a mountain range, and it's out of the jurisdiction of 'Breaking Dawn and Dawn'. We can save one place from traveling."

Alger put away the pendulum and put the Topaz back into the box.

After he let go, the power of magic gradually returned to the topaz, firmly suppressed by the seal on the box.

Putting the map in his bag, Alger began to check the surrounding environment, relying on various subtle traces to identify the direction and path.

After choosing the right direction, he greeted Burgess: "Come on, let's go to the 'Secret Key of the Holy Gate'."

Burgess nodded and followed him.

The raindrops in the sky were still floating, and the thin raindrops stuck to the blacksmith's long hair, slowly covering with a layer of hazy water droplets, like a light veil.

"Put the hood on, a hooded cape is great for keeping out the wind and rain."

Burgess put on the hood obediently, hiding his handsome face, and stared at Alger with bright blue eyes.

This look is really...

Alger looked away.

Unlike the Poetry of Truth, which is stationed in the downtown area, the Secret Key of the Holy Gate is a sect hidden in a remote place. They advocate hermitism more than joining the world.

"Even if they belong to the same teaching department, they may have different concepts."

According to the markings on the map, Alger led Burgess to find the location of the secret key of the Holy Gate.

It's deserted here.

This is an inaccessible place, and there are fewer people inside than other sects.

When we arrived here, the drizzle in the sky had stopped, and the dark clouds began to dissipate slowly.

The two cloaks were wet from the rain.

Alger stood outside the locked iron door, gently tugged the swinging rope at the door, and the bell hanging above made a clear sound.

After a while, a beautiful girl in a white robe ran out through the iron gate and asked, "What's the matter with you two?"

Alger took off his hood and saluted her.

"Alger, the third executor of the Poetry of Truth, came to visit."

"A poem of truth?" The girl sized him up, then stared at his strange silver hair and silver pupils for a while: "Are you the 'Silver Blade'?"

What is the name of the Silver Blade?

Alger repeated cautiously: "I am the third executor of the poem of truth, warrior Alger."

"That's it." The girl pursed her lips and opened the door: "Come in, who do you want to find?"

"May I ask who is the person in charge here?"

"Your Majesty, if you are looking for her, come with me." The girl changed her subject and said, "However, before that, you must agree to a duel with me."

Alger froze for a moment: "Excuse me, can you tell me the reason for the confrontation?"

"Is there anything wrong with asking the famous swordsman 'Silver Blade' about martial arts?"

The girl looked up at him, her eyes were not kind.

This tone does not sound like "asking for advice".

Alger slowed down his voice: "Can I meet the chief priest first?"

"You have to agree to confront me first!" The girl's eyes were provocative: "You don't dare?"

Poor Raider.

Alger sighed: "We have important things to do, it's urgent."

"What's the matter? Wangcheng rebelled again?" The girl's voice rose.

There was a dark tide in Alger's eyes, and he lowered his gaze, looking at the soil in front of his feet.

One breath, two breaths.

When Yintong stared at the girl again, he had the usual gentle smile on his face.

"Since it's a lady's request, I have no choice but to offend. It's just that after the duel, it's hard to describe it well. It's somewhat disrespectful to meet the head priest of your church. Can I meet the head priest before I fight with you?"

The girl raised her chin: "Yes."

She turned around and walked in front, her tone arrogant: "Follow me, don't run around, the 'Holy Gate' is located in a large area, it is easy to get lost, and don't touch the things inside."

Burgess clenched his fists beside Alger, secretly grinding his back molars.

If Alger hadn't specifically told him not to do anything outrageous before he came in, he would have already acted in some ungentlemanlike ways.

Who is this?Aiming at them somehow.

There are very few people in the Holy Gate Secret Key, and the residence is much larger than the Poetry of Truth. It looks extraordinarily empty and deserted. Walking through the various buildings along the way, only three or two people were seen.

"It's here, I'll report it. Don't wander around here."

The girl entered, and the moment the door closed, Burgess said angrily, "What kind of hospitality!"

Instead, Alger smiled and comforted him: "Don't be angry, maybe it's just that he has such a personality, and he's quite straightforward."

"Aren't you angry?"

"Fortunately, I have seen more strange ones."

Burgess still wanted to speak, but the girl came out from the quiet room.

"Please come in."

"Thank you."

Alger thanked him, took off his cloak, and handed it to Burgess along with his luggage, and patted him on the shoulder twice to signal him to be calm.

Burgess was full of dissatisfaction and was forced to be pushed down by him.

The priest's quiet room of the secret key of the Holy Gate is similar to the poem of truth, and it is also simple and plain. The emblem depicted on the wall is a key.

"Your High Priest."

Alger saluted the people seated.

The chief priest of the Holy Gate Secret Key is a female elder, she nodded to Alger: "Excuse me, what's the matter?"

Alger stood up straight, took out the document that had been prepared, and handed it over respectfully: "My companions and I need to investigate a secret case in the territory of your church, and I am here to report it to you."

The chief priest looked at him for a while, put down the quill in his hand, took the document, opened the outer envelope bag, and read it carefully.

After a while, he took off the ring on his hand, and printed the face of the ring on the duplicate documents.

Huaguang converges, leaving a black mark where the paper surface meets the ring surface.The shape of a key is the emblem of the secret key of the Holy Gate. When viewed from the side, there is a faint golden light sliding across it.

The chief priest of the Holy Gate returned one of them to Alger: "I have understood. As long as it conforms to the teachings of the religious department, the teachings of the religious order, and the laws of the empire, you can act freely."

"Thank you for your generosity."

Alger saluted again and carefully put away the paperwork.

The chief priest smiled faintly: "Did you get embarrassed by Kalia when you came in?"

Alger paused.

"It's the girl who brought you here just now. If you are offended, I apologize for him. She is spoiled by us and willful."

Alger shook his head: "It's also very straightforward."

"Her teacher, the silver thread was cut during the previous Star Boundary Conference, so she felt a little resentful towards the Poetry of Truth, and even angered towards the members of the Poetry of Truth."

The chief priest's voice was steady, gentle, and tinged with compassion.

so...

"I deeply regret this." Alger lowered his head slightly with a sad expression.

The Holy Gate Secret Key was also the victim of an accidental attack on the Astral Conference.The soul whose silver thread has been cut, even a priest, cannot return to the Kingdom of God. This is true death.

The priestess closed her eyes.

"I believe that the poem of truth has not betrayed my faith, just like my belief in the Lord. All star religions share weal and woe, and it is better to unite and trust each other than to criticize and suspect each other.

"How powerful the minaret council that once belonged to the mages was. They even broke away from the protection of the aura of the gods and touched the mysterious supremacy with the power of mortals. But in the end, the mage council, which was very prosperous for a while and transcended theocratic power, was under the secular power. Fall apart.

"Although the mage's inheritance still continues, as the great lord said, the mage's association has disappeared without a trace like sugar cubes dissolved in water."

And that was just the beginning, the long dark age started from then, and even still affects the human beings today.

"We have fought against the gates of hell for thousands of years, and the friendship we have formed with each other is far beyond the imagination of dark and evil people.

"Our enemy has never been each other."

The words stopped abruptly, and the priestess did not speak further.

Alger wanted to answer, but in the face of such a heavy history, he only felt that no matter what he said, it seemed extremely shallow.

The female chief priest's eyes were gentle and firm, and she smiled softly: "Of course, this is just my personal opinion, and it does not represent other churches or other members of the Holy Gate.

"But, don't be so nervous, child. Please keep in mind that we are under the protection of the gods, and all disasters will eventually end."

Alger stood still for a while before saying, "I am very grateful for your trust."

The head priestess just smiled and said: "Go do your business, if Kalia still pesters, don't bother."

Burgess is very irritable now.

Because that inexplicably annoying girl was bugging him.

"Who are you? Also from the poem of truth?"

No, he wasn't, and he hated poetry of truth too.

"Why don't you talk? Don't you report your house? Why are you wearing a hood and don't take it off when you enter the door? Are you so shameful?"

But from the current point of view, the degree of dislike you is a little deeper.

Holding the cloak that belonged to Alger, Burgess suppressed the anger in his heart.

Alger told him not to do anything outrageous, he had to be calm and not cause Alger any trouble.

Members of the Holy Gate Secret Key passed by, their gray robes embroidered with the holy emblem of the Forge God.

"Kalia, don't go too far, it's rude." He reminded her.

Even if you are in a bad mood, you shouldn't vent to innocent people.

Kalia glared at him: "Don't worry, go back to your forging room!"

The young man in the gray robe was helpless, he could only look apologetically at the man wrapped in the cloak, and wondered if the other party had accepted his apologetic look.

Kalia was still messing around: "The pastor is talking to you. She's still a lady. Don't you think you should show some respect? At least take off your hood."

Finally, Burgess couldn't bear it any longer, lifted his hood, and said in a low and gloomy voice, "You still know that you are a priest and a lady?"

The author has something to say: Burgess: Isn’t it self-willed?Isn't it just nonsense?Who is not favored (chong) big (huai)?