Tyrant Code

Lena's hoarse shouts echoed in the church and lingered for a long time.

Everyone: "...!"

Alfield, who was pointed at by Lena with a cane, instantly changed his complexion, and the rosy color on his cheeks gradually faded. He said in a trembling voice, "What darkness... No, I'm not!"

"Holy Lord..."

"Is there really a Son of Darkness? I can't see it at all?"

"He seems to be a nobleman."

"What, is he actually a nobleman?...As a descendant of a nobleman, why do you choose to work with darkness?"

Surprised murmurs erupted from the crowd.Most of them are still skeptical of the old man's words, but there are also people who avoid things like "demons", and they seem to want to grab their children and run away.

"Silence." Casal Moran frowned slightly, and said, "You are the Prophet Lena?"

A young man who followed Lena stepped forward, saluted not very respectfully, and replied: "Exactly. And we are all his believers and followers. We have accompanied the Prophet all the way, and we have already I have witnessed many miracles. Those who listened to the Lord's prophecy will all be grateful for the Lord's mercy in the end; those who do not listen to the Lord will only regret it in the end... Even if you are the lord, it will be no different."

The lord's wife was irritated by his over-the-top attitude: "How dare you speak like this in the territory of the Moran family? Can the followers of the prophet neglect the most basic upbringing?"

The young man was so annoyed by the lord's wife's harsh and merciless lesson that he couldn't speak, his face blushed, and he was about to refute something, but was stopped by Lena, who was leaning on crutches.

"Come back, kid." Lena bent his body, and the sun shone through the window with dim and bright beams of light, plating his white robe with a layer of gold, which seemed a bit unfathomable and holy, " My lord, I apologize to you for my followers. But I swear that everything I say comes from the will of the Lord. This child is indeed a child of darkness—"

"You need to pay attention to evidence." Atrixia frowned and interrupted him, "You say he is the Son of Darkness, then he must have some characteristics that belong to the Son of Darkness."

"..." Lerna was silent for a moment, then turned to look at the terrified and innocent Alfield, "The son of darkness, with sins beyond ordinary people. Just as the priests have the special blessing of the Holy Lord." He said. , He took out a red cloth bag from his bosom, and a small black crystal came out of it. He held up the black crystal high and said, "This is an evil black crystal." The thing left by a wizard at home before his death can determine whether a person has such a dark potential! Dark wizards rely on this thing to expand their organization quietly underground...Your Excellency, you should be able to identify its origin .It's not something I can fake at will."

Atricia picked up the black crystal from Lena's hand, looked at it carefully, and nodded after a moment of silence.

The crowd was in an uproar.

"Does such a thing really exist?"

"The church has a holy crystal ball, but the black wizards have black crystals..."

As they spoke, they fell silent involuntarily, and looked at Alfred with uneasy eyes.Alfied's forehead gradually seeped cold sweat—he even had some doubts that he was really a son of darkness that had not yet been discovered.

"Since it hasn't been tested yet, how can you call him the Son of Darkness?" Casal Moran's voice was as cold as frost and snow like his ice blue eyes.

Today is the christening of these children.With Lerna's interference, no matter whether he succeeded in identifying who the Son of Darkness was today, the rumors of a Son of Darkness appearing in the Moran family's territory would gradually spread.

"...Because I am a prophet." Lena said, leaning on crutches, "Because I am the divine clock that wakes up the world. Lord Lord, I know you are dissatisfied. You think I am slandering your son. But—"

"What a mess!"

A richly dressed couple scolded loudly as they hurried through the crowd, walked to Alfred's side, and protected him behind them: "This is our son, Alfred Button! He is the son of your lord!"

The church fell silent for a moment.The expressions on everyone's faces were wonderful...especially Lena and his group of believers.

When Lena heard this, his whole body stiffened.He said in disbelief: "How is this possible—" As he spoke, his eyes fell on the little golden flash on Alfield's chest again.

That was indeed the crest of the Moran family, yes.

Panting heavily, Lena turned her head and looked at Gordon.

In fact, no matter how dull Gordo was, he understood that this incident was aimed at him.So he smiled and took the initiative to answer the old man's doubts: "I lent that brooch to Alfield. It is indeed engraved with our family's crest... However, since you are a prophet, you must not simply use it Let these mortal things identify the children of darkness."

Lena's face was pale: "This...maybe, maybe these objects are stained with your dark breath..."

The lord glanced at Lena impatiently. He probably guessed that the enemies of the Moran family had resorted to tricks to frame Gordo: "Do you think that neither I nor everyone here have eyes?" He glanced at the believers in Lena pointingly.The believers looked unwilling to be humiliated and shouted in a low voice: "Master Prophet! Use that black crystal quickly—"

Lena froze for a moment, regained his composure, his pupils trembled for a moment, and murmured: "Yes. Black crystal, and black crystal."

He stared at Gordon's face, as if trying to find a hint of panic in that flawless face.

But he failed.

Until Lena handed the black crystal to Gordo's side, Gordo remained calm.He watched Lena and his followers surround the church, as if he was watching a farce.

Lena said something softly as he leaned closer to Gordon.His voice was low and deep, reminiscent of a crow perched on a dead tree.

"Walk along the road leading to the outside of the city for a day and a night. There is a deserted monastery there. If you are willing to pray for the Holy Lord there and never step out of there...I will help you this time."

The black crystal lay quietly in Lerna's thin black hand.

When Gordon was studying with Atrium, he had seen relevant records from books.If it is said that the holy crystal ball is a precious magic item, then the black crystal is an existence that can be encountered but not sought after. With such painstaking efforts, coupled with the reputation of this prophet all his life, is it really just to frame others? he?

Gordon frowned slightly.He looked up, and found that Lena's eyes were so deep and piercing, as if he was spying on the deepest secret in Gordo's heart.

Goldo: "..."

This "prophet" is right in saying something, he does have a talent for darkness.

But it's a pity...he only knows one thing, not the other.

Gordon smiled slightly, and under Lena's straight eyes, stretched out his white fingers and pinched the black crystal——

A second passed and nothing happened.

Everyone fixed their eyes on Gordon's palm.After seeing that the black crystal had not changed in any way, they breathed a sigh of relief, and some laughed disdainfully.

This is simply a complete farce.

Lena watched this scene in disbelief, and the crutch in his hand fell to the ground with a "snap".

He opened his cloudy eyes and shouted, "It's impossible—"

In the next second, his pupils trembled.

A white, dazzling light slowly reflected in his eyes.

The black crystal was held in the palm of the young man, unknowingly stained with a white-gold halo.The pure black faded away little by little, and lightning-like patterns ran around in the crystal.After the dazzling light, that black crystal was transformed into a transparent and colorless appearance!

Lerna froze in disbelief.

It wasn't until Gordo reached out and handed the crystal back to him that he slowly lowered his head like a puppet with broken strings.

There was a dead silence inside the church.

Yatrixia sighed, opened the box placed on the pulpit, took out the holy crystal ball in advance, and handed it to Gordon.

Goldo: "...Aren't they going to be tested in the order of the list?"

"It's this time, what's the point of hiding?" Atrium said impatiently, "Hurry up. I've seen enough of this funny farce."

Gordon said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry. Obviously you came here to help me preside over the ceremony..." In the end, he was disturbed by the blind man.With that said, he pushed his hand up.

The soaring white rays of light, with him and Atrium at the center, flooded everything in the church mercilessly.