Mark did not return to the high-end hotel where he had stayed before. Instead, he relied on his memory and went straight to the street where the Star-Moon Church was located in this ice field stronghold, which had a relatively more orderly architectural style.

I don’t know whether to say that the people of the Star-Moon Church are polite, or that they really have no guard against Mark’s identity as a clergyman.

After reporting, he soon met Anna in a stone chamber that exuded a faint scent of moonlight grass.

"Mr. Mark! You're back!" Anna was visibly relieved to see him, but a solemn look etched across her brow. "Sister Monica...she left Fordragon a few days ago, accompanied by Priest Eliza and the Dark Church's special envoy, Saru. They said they were going to an important temporary base to prepare for the core ceremony of the Holy Advent."

Anna lowered her voice, feeling uneasy:

"Eliza left suddenly, saying it was a high-level collaborative effort and that not too many people could know about the plan. I didn't pass their church's faith test, so only Sister Monica went. I'm worried they might have already started."

"Where's Enzo?"

Mark went straight to the point. He had wanted to discuss with Monica what to do next as soon as he came back, but now his idea was dashed.

But now he has no time to regret.

When it comes to Enzo, Anna's expression becomes more complicated, even a little weird:

"Enzo... He is now the 'Holy Son' of the Dark Church on the ice fields near Fordragon."

"Son of God?" Mark raised his eyebrows, feeling that this word was a little too magical.

Even the Holy Light Church hasn't had the title of Son of God for hundreds of years.

"Yes." Anna nodded. "Shortly after you left, the Dark Church suddenly and loudly announced the discovery of the 'Destined One Chosen by the Dark God,' possessing an unknown ancient bloodline capable of carrying the Dark God's glorious arrival...

"Then Enzo was welcomed into the Dark Church's core sanctuary here. He was given an extremely high status and was called the 'Son of the Dark Star.' It is said that..." She hesitated and lowered her voice, "...he is preparing to preside over the upcoming 'Great Holy Coming Ceremony', a sacrifice to the God of Darkness. This is what Sister Monica and the others are busy with now..."

Mark's eyes narrowed slightly.

No matter how I listened, it sounded like the Star-Moon Church and the Dark Church were trying to deliberately separate the team members.

As for why he was the only one let go, he couldn't understand.

Although the Church of Holy Light did not carry out missionary activities in the Arctic Ice Field, as far as he knew, a certain holy knight order of the Church of Holy Light seemed to have been active in the Arctic Ice Field.

Is it really okay to let a priest like him move freely in their territory?

But regardless of whether the people in these two churches are stupid or not.

At least one thing is certain, the Dark Church wants to use Enzo to obtain the Heart of the Star Corpse!

Perhaps they really know the source of Enzo's dark magic and its relationship to the Star Skeleton Heart.

The resigned confidence in Torge's words seemed extremely ironic at this moment.

"Listen," Mark said quickly. "To make it short, I've found a branch of the Deepforge deep within the Frostwhisper chasm, but it's on the brink of extinction. Its leader is Torg Greybeard. The Heart of the Starblight is there. Its power is beyond imagination, corroding will and flesh.

"Two hundred years ago, the meteorite contained alienated starlight magic, which was sealed by the dwarves. Now, the 'Black Anvil' is the dwarven branch that coveted the meteorite's power and rebelled two hundred years ago! Their conspiracy with the Dark Church is right before our eyes. As for the 'Silent Stone' branch..."

He quickly relayed Torge's information about the approximate location of the other Graybeard branch, the Silent Stone, to Anna. Finally, he said in a deep voice, "Find a way to get this information to Monica. The sooner the better! No matter what those two churches intend to do, as long as the Star Remains Heart is released, she's likely in danger."

Anna's face turned pale from the shock of this series of information, but she nodded vigorously: "I understand! Sister Monica left me a magic star before she left. I will find a way!"

"Where's Enzo?"

Mark didn't ask Monica for any more details. He now wanted to make sure that the dwarf would not become a victim of this conspiracy.

"The main sanctuary of the Dark Church is located in an attic at the southernmost part of the Dark Church." Anna quickly pointed in a direction. "Enzo has never left there."

"Got it." Mark turned and left without stopping.

Time was running out, and he had to make sure that fool knew what was happening in the Frostwhisper Rift before the so-called "Great Holy Visitation Ceremony" began.

Mark's team's subsequent movements and choices will all change with Enzo.

As we walked out of the Star-Moon Church’s stronghold, the wind and snow outside were even stronger.

Late at night, the Fordragon Settlement was shrouded in the howling of wind and snow, and the sanctuary of the Dark Church was like a dormant poisonous scorpion.

Mark's figure was like an ink dot blending into the shadows. With his rich experience and the perception given by the mysterious existence, he easily avoided several secret sentries arranged outside the building.

He hid in a sheltered area with a complex structure on the side of the sanctuary, closing his eyes and concentrating.

The fingertips quietly triggered a unique colorful black light magic that contained a mysterious existence, and a special aura radiated silently.

Ever since the last time the mysterious being blessed the team members and Xiao Mu in the royal tomb.

Although Enzo and the others were unable to release the colorful black light, they could clearly sense its existence.

Mark always felt as if his team had become agents of a mysterious entity walking among the humans.

It was as if the “leader” of the Enlightenment Society had chosen the Enlightenment Society to stir up trouble on the mainland.

These tiny, tentacle-like fluctuations penetrated thick stone walls and complex structures.

In the attic, Enzo, who was under house arrest, suddenly looked up, his rock-like cheek muscles twitched slightly, and a gleam of light instantly burst out of his turbid eyes.

He walked to the window and, taking advantage of the cover of the wind and snow, briefly revealed his figure in a conspicuous position in the window.

After seeing Enzo, Mark no longer hesitated, bypassed the obstacles and slid into the sheltered corner on the windowsill on the side of the attic.

There was no need for the two to exchange pleasantries. Mark spoke briefly and quickly told them what he had seen in the depths of the rift and what the old patriarch of the Deep Furnace had said.

Enzo listened silently, his fists clenched quietly under his gray beard, his knuckles turning white.

When the dwarves heard that Torge and the remaining members of his tribe were pinned to the depths of the rift by the erosion of despair and internal and external threats, the last glimmer of longing to return to their tribe was completely extinguished in their eyes, and was replaced by a rock-hard determination.

In order to protect his people, the old chiefs who passively accepted the erosion have now been isolated from the tribe and stationed deep in the bitterly cold Frostwhisper rift.

How could a young dwarf who had voluntarily thrown himself into darkness possibly integrate into the 'Silent Stone' branch that the patriarch mentioned?

Although he is young, he is not stupid!

"So, are you giving up on returning? I can help you escape from these two churches at any time."