“But I have something important to tell you, it concerns the safety of our main city. It’ll be a moment, come with me,” Phil Gray said in a firm tone.
“Alright.” For some reason, the undead leader felt that the Holy Son of Milu in front of him had an aura of authority that was hard to refuse. He had only felt this from the archbishop before. He turned around and said to his knights, “Wait here for me for a moment.”
"yes."
Phil Gray led the undead leader around a corner into another alley, where his minions were completely out of sight. He smiled and pointed to the sky: "Do you know what's over there?"
The undead leader paused for a moment, then asked, "What is it?"
“Take a good look at it, and try to understand it with your heart,” Phil Gray said solemnly and meaningfully.
The leader of the undead raised his head and looked at the dark sky, which seemed to be as dark as ever. There was nothing unusual about it.
Could it be that he wasn't referring to the sky, but rather to something unusual? Could he be referring to some deity residing in the sky?
The undead leader stared at the sky, his thoughts becoming increasingly clear. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
Phil Gray rubbed his hands, having used seven times the power of Death God to ensure everything went perfectly.
He knocked the guy out for no particular reason; the main reason was that he suspected the team leader was connected to the mastermind behind their assassination attempt, so he wanted to use the "Eye of Fate" to see if he could see the true face of the mastermind.
However, using the "Eye of Fate" in front of the undead leader would inevitably reveal that he possesses the power of other gods. Knocking out the opponent would allow him to conceal his abilities more effectively.
He looked at the fallen leader of the undead, focused the power of destiny in his eyes, and a mighty, flowing river of destiny appeared.
It must have been yesterday or tonight. Phil Gray turned the pointer of fate forward, and vivid scenes reappeared before his eyes.
"It really was him."
Having confirmed his suspicions, he withdrew his divine power and dragged the unconscious undead leader back to his subordinates.
The undead knights, who had been whispering amongst themselves, fell silent the moment they saw him dragging his leader over.
Then they couldn't help but say:
"Our leader went to the abyss before us?"
“This is not proper, Your Highness. The Church forbids killing each other. We understand your good intentions, but we must report this to the Archbishop.”
Phil Gray threw the undead leader to the ground: "Don't worry, people who betray their faith for money and power are not worthy to set foot in the Abyss."
...
The night passed exceptionally quickly, and by the time Phil Gray returned to the mansion it was nearly dawn. After a quick wash, he went to the living room and instructed the servants to bring up some breakfast.
He turned around and saw a sleepy-eyed Eli walking towards him.
"So? Did you find anything?"
"Well, I've learned quite a bit. I learned about a scandal involving Bishop Marshall, and the identity of the mastermind behind sending out the giant zombie." Phil Gray sank into the soft sofa and began to recount what he had seen and heard that night.
Along the way, Yi Lai Zhe also arrived at the living room and listened attentively to his story.
Phil Gray was still wary of this new companion, so he omitted the process of using the "Eye of Fate," only mentioning that he had seen the undead leader's experience through some special method.
"So, it was Bishop Rodney who attacked us?" Eli yawned. "I didn't expect it to be him. I thought Marshall was more suspicious."
“He sent assassins to kill us while framing Marshall, thus becoming the biggest beneficiary. Perhaps he also used some methods on the side of the Holy Maiden,” Phil Gray said slowly.
“Actually, analyzing everyone’s motives, Rodney is indeed more likely. Rodney’s ability to summon the undead is not stable. He is afraid that he will score too low in the second round and lose the opportunity to become the Pope, so he simply dealt with us. Without competitors, he naturally doesn’t need to care about the score. On the other hand, although Marshall scored the lowest in the first round, he is very confident in summoning the undead in this round, so he will not make a move for the time being,” Yi Lai Zhe analyzed logically.
Eli blinked. "That's not right. According to you, my motivation is the greatest. My score this round is even lower than Rodney's!"
"So I suspect he just wanted to assassinate the boss, and you were just implicated. Oh, no, it's very likely you were framed, after all, your motives are not small."
"Alright, this bastard, none of his schemes have worked. I'd really like to see how he turns out today." Eli's lips curled up, looking like he was about to watch the show.
“I don’t know if he looks well or not, but Bishop Marshall is probably not doing so well.” Phil Gray was almost certain that the bishop must be in a terrible mess right now, but he had no sympathy for such an irresponsible hypocrite who killed people on a whim.
"It suddenly seems like none of our princesses from Weir met a good end," Eli sighed.
Phil Gray nodded in agreement.
"By the way, Yi Lai Zhe, do you know where the Church of the Dead's cemetery is?"
After summoning the deified spirit of God today, he still has to take it to the cemetery of the Church of the Dead as agreed.
Yi Lai Zhe looked at him curiously: "Boss, what are you doing there?"
Eli slammed his hand on the table: "The first rule of being a subordinate is: don't ask what you shouldn't ask! Also, you don't need to ask him, I already know."
"Alright, alright, here's the thing. I need to fulfill some requests of the undead to summon them, so where is it?" Phil Gray explained simply.
“The church’s cemetery is in the Valley of Silence, which is a district of the main city, but it’s outside the city and is a rather secluded valley,” Yi Lai Zhe said. “To go to the cemetery, you must have the archbishop’s warrant or the permission of the bishop of the Valley of Silence.”
"So troublesome?"
"Yes, many of us who are associated with the dead have the skill of making items from corpses. You should know that, so in order to protect the remains of the deceased, we cannot allow people to enter the cemetery at will."
“Alright, then I’ll ask the archbishop for another warrant today,” Phil Gray suddenly had another thought. “Do you know who the bishop of Silent Valley is?”
Yi Lai Zhe thought for a moment: "His name seems to be Gustav. He is a rather dull and honest person. He comes from a commoner background and has been the bishop of this region for many years. However, his strength seems to be lacking, and his skills are also quite useless. He is at the bottom of the divine revelation level and has been ostracized by many people before."
Once the name was confirmed, Phil Gray pressed further, "Was he brown-haired, with rosy cheeks, and slightly hunched over?"
Yi Lai Zhe hummed in agreement. "You know him?"
Phil Gray smiled without saying a word, never expecting that this bishop of Silent Valley was the Cult of Destiny's mole in the Church of the Dead that Dominic had mentioned.
This makes things much easier; we don't even need to consult the archbishop anymore.
“It’s okay if you don’t know him. I know him anyway. In fact, I know all the clergy in this church inside and out. Just ask me whoever you need information about,” Yi Lai Zhe said smugly.
"Hmm? How do you know so much about this?"
"Only by gathering more information can you swindle money from them... oh no, I mean, make friendly deals with them."
"hehe."
"Was there any commotion here last night?" Phil Gray asked, even though they hadn't brought it up themselves.
"No, I guess they think that even sending a god-level zombie wouldn't be enough to deal with us, so they're thinking of giving up?" Eli shook his head. They would get up almost every few minutes to check on things, but it was indeed a peaceful night, and nothing happened.
"good."
...
"Thump—"
The clear chimes rang out, and the believers eagerly awaited their arrival. The members selected by the council of elders took their seats in turn, and the six holy sons gathered once again in the Cathedral of Death.
Elder Sid's face was somewhat gloomy. He glanced at the six holy sons in front of him, his anger growing stronger, because he found that not only was Yilai Zhe still listless, but the other holy sons also had dark circles under their eyes, yawning softly from time to time, looking dejected.
"Tell me, what did you all do last night?"
The archbishop twirled his mustache and said meaningfully, "Last night was quite a show!"
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