"Not only that," the chief red-clothed archbishop continued after a while, "because there is only one position of the chief red-clothed archbishop, although other priests participating in the **** cannot get the position of the red-clothed archbishop, they can also Each person gets a volume of the Great Light Spell that only the Pope can read."

Great Bright Spell Scroll!

This is another great blessing!

Light spells are not learned casually. Primary spells can be seen everywhere and can be learned casually. However, as the level increases, some light spells can only be read by those of the corresponding level.

For example, this light scroll requires an intermediate priest to read it, and the junior priest has no right to read it.

And the great light spell is the most desirable of all the light spells. The great light spell can only be read by the Pope, and other priests have no such right at all.

Even if you can't become the chief red-clothed archbishop, it will be worth your life to get a scroll of the Great Bright Spell!

The chief red-clothed archbishop interrupted the noisy priests for the third time, "The blood race came and went without a trace. The Pope used the tracking technique to find that the breath of the Prince of Wales was moving westward."

After conveying the Pope's words, the chief red-clothed archbishop finally looked around at the mirror image and the square in front of him, and sighed, "I hope you don't delay and leave immediately. If you delay one more day, the danger of the Prince of Wales will increase."

The information was transmitted to other churches through the mirror, and the chief red-clothed archbishop raised the scepter in his hand again, chanted a few incantations in his mouth, put away the mirror, turned and walked into the temple.

Seeing this, everyone quickly put their hands on their chests and bowed respectfully, "Respectfully send off the red-clothed archbishop."

After sending off the red-clothed archbishop, the priests did not leave, but instead gathered with the small group that they often interacted with on weekdays.

The clothes of the priests of each rank are also different. The clothes of the junior priests are only ordinary linen cloth, and the appearance of the clothes is uniform black, which is simple and frugal without losing the generosity.

The clothes of the middle-level priests became pale green, the green was elegant, and the cross pattern that belonged to the church was also tattooed on the clothes.

The clothes of the senior priests were pure white, with golden patterns on the hem and sleeves.

The texture of the bishop's clothes has changed since the beginning. Not only are the clothes gorgeous and expensive, but even the patterns are complicated and delicate. The bishop's uniform is also white. Although it is generally white like the senior priests, he can tell who is the bishop at a glance from a distance. The bishop's collar is inlaid with gold, the style is loose and solemn, and there are complicated patterns around the clothes.

The robes of the Twelve Cardinal Archbishops, as the name suggests, are gorgeous red, with gorgeous and majestic clothing.

The Pope's robe is pure gold, extremely luxurious and noble.

Due to the stark contrast of the clothes, the disparity between the small groups is also revealed.

The friends of high-level priests are generally senior priests, and the same is true for middle-level priests. To be able to take the eldest prince Welsh out of the palace through the layers of guards, this blood clan must not be a general generation, if it is allied with a junior priest, it will only be dragged back.

The current situation is that the junior priest wants to rely on the senior priest, but the senior priest does not intend to play with the junior priest.

Cousy looked around, snorted disdainfully, and came to Yaphisor: "Yafisor, the senior priest will not take us, we are not with us, let's form a group to find the Prince of Wales."

"But there are only two of us." Yaphisor said without hesitation.

Cousy looked around the heated chat, put his mouth in Yafeisol's ear and said mysteriously: "Don't worry, we have other teammates, come with me." He pulled Yafei without saying a word. Thor's arm ran out of the temple.

Seeing the direction of this road, Yaphisor, who was following behind Cousy, was slightly startled, but at the same time thought it was reasonable.

The direction they are running now is leading to the Alchemist Alliance, and he even feels that Cousy is destined to be entangled with the alchemist.

The two ran for a while, and when they were approaching the Alchemist Alliance, Kusi pulled Yaphisor and suddenly turned into a narrow, dark path.

This path is narrow and dark, and there is no light source. From here, you can see the dark road outside, but it is a little blurry from the outside.

After running into the dark alley, Cousy let go of Yaphisor and panted on his knees, then took out an organ from the magic bag and played a melody.

Yaphisor didn't feel tired at all, he glanced at Cousy, his face hidden in the darkness was indifferent.

After finishing the song, the mouth organ stopped. Cousy put the mouth organ back in the gap of the magic bag, and Yaphisor saw a black shadow suddenly appear out of thin air from the ground in front of Cousy.

The ground was blank at first, and then he saw a mass of black ink rising from the ground.

The ink rose higher and higher, and finally slowly gathered into the outline of a person. This is not over yet, the outlines are blended together again, and finally it becomes a tall and straight man in a dark costume.

The man was wearing a tight black leather armor, and a piece of clothing was loosely tied around his waist. And on the man's arms, legs, and chest are wrapped in metal armor, this is a senior alchemist.

Cousy's eyes lit up when he saw the man, and said happily, "Olves, long time no see."

The man named Olves glanced at Cousy and smiled: "Long time no see, Cousy."

Cousy patted Olves on the chest and said excitedly: "I didn't expect you to be promoted to senior alchemist so quickly."

"You're not bad. The last time I saw you was a junior priest, and today I'll see you as an intermediate priest."

The two of you talked and laughed while talking and laughing, and seemed to have completely forgotten about Yaphisor, who was hiding in the dark.

Yaphisor couldn't help sneering in his heart, and a movement was deliberately rubbed under his feet.

Cousy's voice slammed and asked Olves, "Olves, have you heard about the Prince of Wales being kidnapped by the blood clan?"

Olwes nodded, "This incident spread in the alliance early this morning. The alliance leader who rarely came forward personally held an alchemist conference to call on everyone to find the Prince of Wales. The reward for this task is quite generous. "

Cousy nodded, "Our temple too, the reward is ridiculously high. By the way, do you have teammates?"

Olves shook his head, "I've always been alone, and I don't have any teammates yet."

"Since there are no teammates, how about teaming up with the two of us?" Cousy's eyes brightened upon hearing this.

It was as if Olves had just discovered Yaphisor. He used the corner of his eye to look at the junior priest who hid himself in the darkness, and after thinking about it, he nodded and said, "Yes."

Upon hearing this, Cousy's eyes almost completed an arc with joy, "Then I'll leave tomorrow?"

Olves shook his head, "No, wait a minute, let the big army go first, help us find the way, and see if there is any ambush along the way."

"Yes, yes, yes. You are still smart!" Cousy looked excited, almost dancing with his hands to describe it.

Seeing the interaction between the two, Yaphisor had a hunch in his heart that this trip must be exciting!

Two days later, Yafisol, Cousy and Olves set off behind the others. Yaphisor didn't have anything to bring, and the three of them rode three horses and headed west without rushing.

Along the way, I saw a lot of traces of priests or alchemists, and I don't know what they were chased by, and their footsteps were quite messy.

Seeing these chaotic footsteps, Olves dismounted to investigate, and when he turned on his horse again, he only said "it's the thirteenth generation of blood" and continued on his way.

Xu is that the blood clan has already swept away, and the three of them did not encounter any danger along the way.

Without stopping, they walked for about a day, and when it was almost night, they came to the entrance of the forest.

Looking at the gradually darkening forest, Olves stood outside the forest and did not go in. He said, "The forest is too dangerous. We will camp at the edge of the forest tonight."

Cousy seemed to trust Olves very much, and when he heard Olves say this, he quickly nodded and replied, "Okay. Yaphisor, let's rest here for a while tonight."

Yaphisor didn't care, he nodded timidly, "Okay."

In order to prevent the three of them from being discovered and did not make a fire, they ate a hastily dinner, and Olves said: "In order to prevent the sneak attack of the vampires at night, the three of us take turns on duty. Cousy, you are worth 10:00 to 1:00, and I am worth 1:00. By 4 o'clock, Yafeisol is worth 4 o'clock to 7 o'clock, is there any objection?"

Cousy and Jafisol shook their heads at the same time, and Olves said, "Well, after a day's walk, the horse is also tired. Cousy, you are on duty, I will rest first, you remember to wake me up at 1 o'clock. Yafeisol, you should rest early too."

Yaphisor nodded and fell asleep.

It was night, and Yaphisor was suddenly awakened by a cleverness. His body was motionless, but his eyes were abruptly opened.

But the scene that happened in front of him made him almost scream. Not far from him, two figures stood and overlapped, and one of them put his head close to the neck of the man in front.

It's Cousy and Olves!

The surroundings were dark, but Yaphisor could clearly see the scene in front of him.

Cousy's eyes were closed, his breathing was even, and he seemed to be still dreaming. And Olves, who seemed to be normal during the day, now showed pointed fangs, and his eyes were even more terrifying blood red.

Olves is actually a fourth-generation blood family! The strongest blood clan after the three generations of blood clans!

Suppressing the intense heartbeat, Yaphisor slowly closed his eyes and turned over naturally, turning his back to the two of them.

Olves is a fourth-generation blood family, but somehow he has hidden his breath and mixed into the human world. It's no wonder that no vampires attacked them along the way. Now that the vampires who came out to make trouble are all fourth-generation vampires, which vampire has a higher status than the fourth-generation vampire?

Thinking of this, Yaphisor felt a cool wind blowing past his ears. He loosened his brows and suppressed the urge to open his eyes.

It wasn't until the cool wind left his side that Yaphisor breathed a sigh of relief and slowly opened his eyes.

And in front of him, there are a pair of magnified scarlet eyes!