Arcane Tower, Speaker's Office.

Lareina sat in her seat, feeling very happy.

Yesterday's sudden accident had spread throughout the parliament and the academy, and even throughout the entire city of Kalia.

Joseph's previous image of a diligent genius was shattered, and the fact that the other party was hiding heretical creatures became known to everyone, which caused Joseph's prestige in the parliament to plummet to the bottom.

Lareina has basically secured victory in the Speaker election. Everything changed so quickly that Lareina felt like she was in a dream.

She rubbed her eyes with some emotion, then turned her head to look at Li Er beside her.

All the credit should be attributed to the Blood King, or... Li'er? Lalena couldn't help but want to ask, is Li'er the Blood King? Is it a skill similar to the clone?

Lalena was thinking, and at this moment, Helen knocked on the door and walked in from outside the office, holding a bill in her hand.

"Mr. Speaker, this is the damage caused by yesterday's fire." Helen handed the bill to Lalena. "The Flame Hand Mage Tower was almost completely burned down, and the arcane array inside was also completely destroyed. If we want to completely repair it, it will be no less than rebuilding a new mage tower."

"Some surrounding buildings were also affected, and we may need to pay some compensation to the affected citizens."

Looking at the bills in her hand, Lalena frowned slightly, and then said: "Give all these bills to Joseph. Everything was caused by the fire creatures he hid, and he should bear the compensation!"

"And his Mage Tower. Since it's already destroyed, Joseph will also have to bear the cost of rebuilding it. The Mage Tower that the Parliament built for the councillor for free does belong to the councillor himself, but it is also the wealth of the Parliament. The councillor needs to be responsible for his own Mage Tower. The damage to the Mage Tower will affect the arcane magic circle covering the Royal City!"

"Notify Joseph as soon as possible. If he refuses to pay for the reconstruction of the Mage Tower, his title and power as a councillor will be taken away."

Lalena said a lot of things in a row. These rules have existed since the moment the Arcane Council was established, but they have never been enforced, and no council member's wizard tower has ever been destroyed.

After all, every mage tower has the ability to resist ordinary extraordinary professionals. Joseph's mage tower was destroyed because it was destroyed by the fire demon from the inside.

"I understand." Helen nodded, without any sympathy for Joseph. She had never had a good impression of Joseph.

"By the way, if Joseph refuses to rebuild the Mage Tower, the matter of reclaiming the title of senator can be postponed." Lalena suddenly added.

"Push it?" Helen was puzzled. It was obvious that if Joseph's status as a member of parliament was stripped away, Larena would win the election for speaker without a fight.

"Yes, push it, and wait until the election of the speaker to settle accounts together!" Lalena nodded. She would wait until Joseph was officially defeated before settling all his actions over the years, including the persecution of the mages of the Flame Legion and his collusion with the nobles! Helen did not comment upon hearing this. She almost understood Lalena's thoughts and nodded in her heart. Her expression suddenly became serious. "There are still some things. Some mages of the Flame Legion stayed in the Mage Tower in yesterday's fire. Five mages died in the Mage Tower."

Helen took out another document from the storage items.

After hearing that five mages died in the fire, Lareina's face became much heavier.

"Notify their families and give them the compensation they deserve. These compensations will first be made with the resources in the royal treasury, and then Joseph will return them all later!" Lareina said in a deep voice.

Helen nodded and looked at Lareina with a hint of admiration. She had been with Lareina for a long time. Although Lareina was a very lazy queen, her character was worthy of admiration.

After talking about Joseph, Helen did not stop and went to settle the score with Joseph.

She left the office, leaving only Lear and Larena.

Lear closed his eyes, his expression somewhat lazy, as if he was resting.

His mind at the moment was not on Larena, but on the Blood King of the Blood King City.

…

Old dream, Blood King City.

The Blood King came to the royal city with the Fire Spirit. The tall fire demon attracted the attention of many blood elves and even players.

Some players didn't know what was going on. After casting the Scout spell on the Flame Demon, they discovered that it was another spirit! The Flame Spirit had no expression on his face, but he was panicking inside.

He followed the Blood King, and after entering this old dream, he regretted it a little. The aura here made him feel oppressive, and there was also a familiar smell.

Just like the big snake that swallowed him.

The Blood King did not explain anything to him. After bringing him here yesterday, he temporarily placed him outside the city. The Flame Spirit also did not ask anything until the two of them entered the Blood Temple today.

Arriving at the magnificent throne hall, the Blood King sat on the throne, and the Flame Spirit stood below, waiting for the Blood King's orders.

He had no other choice. The Heart of Fire had already been handed over to the Blood King, and now he had come to the other party's old dream.

He is a god. Although he is not very powerful, he knows about the affairs of gods.

Such a large old dreamland was undoubtedly derived from the broken divine domain. A law god who could possess the divine domain was totally beyond the capability of a weak god like him to contend with.

"Welcome to join my Blood Cult." The Blood King on the throne spoke.

"Your Majesty the Blood King, I don't know how you plan to arrange me." The Flame Spirit asked carefully, keeping a very humble attitude.

"You don't need to be so humble. My Blood Sect welcomes other gods to join. In addition to you, the sect already has three gods." The Blood King said lightly.

"Three?" The Flame Spirit was surprised.

"Blood, Chenxing, and Ancient Dragon, they are all members of the Blood Sect." The Blood King nodded.

When hearing the words Chen Xing and Gu Long, the flames on the Flame Spirit's body trembled.

These two names are simply well-known! Chen Xing is the most powerful god in his time, no doubt about it!

There is also the ancient dragon, the ruler of the sky! It is equally powerful.

And now these two powerful gods have joined the Blood Cult? They seem to be inferior to the Blood?

The shock in the Flame Spirit's heart took a long time to subside. He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"I will let you leave a legacy of laws in the Blood Temple and open it to outsiders. As for whether anyone chooses to believe in your law of fire, that depends on you." The Blood King continued.

"Are you willing to let me spread my faith?" The Flame Spirit was shocked again.

In his impression, gods would even fight each other for their beliefs, but the bloody king in front of him was willing to share his beliefs?

"Yes, Blood, Chenxing and Ancient Dragon all left their laws in the Blood Temple, and you are no exception." The Blood King nodded.

Lear didn't care at all about anyone trying to compete for the players' faith. The power of the Blood Law was obvious to all, and the Ancient Dragons could not compare to it. Morning Star might be very powerful, but Lear had limited the number.

As for fire, in Lear's opinion, it can probably only compete with the professions of the three major orthodox religions.

Players are not fools. Even if the Fire Law profession is put on the Blood Temple, not many people will choose to change their profession. It will just add a new feature to the Blood Temple.

The Flame Spirit did not know the specific situation of the Blood Temple, but the fact that the Blood King allowed him to spread his faith was enough to make him excited.

He is not afraid of competition. Even if he is weak, as long as he can drink some soup, it will speed up his recovery.

"Your Majesty the Blood King, your selflessness is as noble as the sun!" The Flame Spirit immediately began to flatter him.

“There’s no need to say such meaningless words. I will let you spread the faith in the Blood Temple, but I need you to stay in the Blood Temple of Kalia and be responsible for managing the affairs of the Kalia Temple.” The Blood King stated his arrangements for the Flame Spirit.

"No problem, I will live up to everyone's expectations!" The Flame Spirit agreed immediately.

The Blood King nodded. He did not have many people at his disposal. The Temple of Soros was managed by the Blood Saint, Ophianina. As for the other extraordinary blood elves, they still needed to work on restoring the Blood King City.

Those ruins behind the fog will one day see the light of day again.

“By the way, if I’m not mistaken, you have been devoured by blasphemy?” The Blood King got to the point.

Upon hearing the word blasphemy, the Flame Spirit's body began to tremble, as if it was recalling its past tragic memories.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The Blood King ignored the reaction of the Fire Spirit and took out the Holy Sword of Blasphemy again.

"You should be familiar with this sword, right?" he asked again.

"I know." The Flame Spirit nodded.

"Tell me about the blasphemy of the True Spirit and why you appeared in that wizard tower."

Upon hearing this, the Flame Spirit took a deep breath and had no intention of hiding his past.

"I have been lingering on since the destruction swept the world clean. My dynasty and followers were wiped out. Nothing is left. My power has dropped to freezing point. I can only survive here under the volcano."

"Volcano?" The Blood King was stunned.

"Yes, there is actually a dormant volcano underground next to this city. I was there from the beginning." The Flame Spirit nodded, and then continued, "I don't know how many years have passed. The trauma brought to me by the destruction made me recover very slowly, until one day, a big snake came here."

"That is blasphemy. He is more powerful than me. His power can devour my fire magic. I can only be devoured by him. At the last moment, I left my trace in the heart of the fire and sank into the magma of the volcano. Only then did I retain a slight chance of recovery."

"Later, a human came into the volcano. He was the human named Joseph outside. He got my heart and took me out."

The past of the Flame Spirit was simple. It was just a weak god who survived after destruction. It was discovered by another god who relied on devouring to strengthen itself, and then devoured.

The last trace left was found by Joseph.

Lear didn't know whether to say that Joseph was lucky or unlucky.

After all, Joseph became a super wizard through the Heart of Fire.

"I think Blasphemy should know that you left your heart behind," the Blood King suddenly said.

The Flame Spirit was silent for a moment, then nodded, "He should know."

There is the power of law left by the blasphemous spirit in his heart, which is constantly devouring his recovered strength, as if it was treating him like a piglet and would kill him again after he was fattened up.

But later, the power of the blasphemous law that remained in the heart of fire weakened, until today when it was completely defeated by him.

It looks like he was killed by the Blood King in front of him?

The Flame Spirit carefully looked at the huge Holy Sword of Blasphemy in the hands of the Blood King. Many years ago, the Blasphemy Spirit was able to devour him. After so many years, the strength of the Blasphemy Spirit had increased a lot, but he was still killed by the Blood King in front of him.

This is enough to prove the power of the Blood King.

"Then it seems that you should thank me. The blasphemous spirit has been killed by me." The Blood King chuckled, and suddenly a huge black shadow was thrown down from the sky.

It was a shriveled corpse, and the hideous snake heads had lost their life.

When seeing the corpse of the giant snake, the Flame Spirit subconsciously took several steps back with a look of panic on his face.

After several seconds, the Flame Spirit came back to its senses and its expression became complicated.

Really dead, and seemingly still devoured.

Although the snake corpse still has the aura of blasphemy, it no longer has the original power.

"Blasphemy is dead. From now on, you will be a member of the Blood Cult. As long as you are loyal to the sect, I will not treat you unfairly." The Blood King said lightly.

He already knew everything he wanted to know, but there was still one thing that puzzled him.

The Blasphemous Spirit was killed by him long ago, but the power of the Blasphemous Spirit still exists on Joseph's Flaming Hand emblem.

Although the relics and power of the law will not disappear after the death of the gods, the power manifested on the emblem of the Hand of Flame is the phantom of a giant snake that blasphemes the true spirit.

The shadow of the giant snake inexplicably gave Lear a feeling of spiritual intelligence.

Li Er was silent for a moment. After a few seconds, he controlled the body of the Blood Incarnation and said to the Flame Spirit: "You go down first. I will have someone take you to where you will live. After the temple is built, I will arrange your duties."

Upon hearing this, the Flame Spirit bowed respectfully and left the throne hall.

…

"Senator Lear? Lear?" In the Speaker's office, Lareina called Lear several times.

Li Er reacted, his mind returning from the old dream, "Chairwoman Lalena?"

"It's already evening? Do you still want to stay in the office? If you are tired, why not go to the guest room in the tower to rest?" Lareina said helplessly.

Lear turned his head and looked out the window, where the setting sun was shining in.

Is it evening already? Lear frowned. Time flies by so fast when one is not paying attention.

"Then I'll go back first." Lear nodded. (End of this chapter)