The two inquisitors emptied every coin on their bodies before paying off the medicine. The patient, whose whole body was covered with red and red flesh, woke up once, and Kelsen gave him a supplement. Continue to sleep. Fortunately, this shot is given for free.
During the injection, Kelson intentionally or unintentionally asked the two inquisitors: "Last time, many of your inquisitors suffered the same injuries and were sent to Holy Trinity for treatment. Why, the evil thing has not been purified yet. ?"
"Ah?" The hammer-wielding inquisitor was stunned for a moment, and then came to his senses: "Are you a doctor from Holy Trinity Medicine?"
"Well, I was also involved in the last operation of the judge who was about to be promoted to flame-patterned white robes." Kelsen nodded and started to build relationships: "I am short of money, so I will work part-time here."
The two judges yelled: "You are talking about Instructor Darren, right? He was promoted to Instructor of Flame Pattern because of his action of protecting the church members. You are really the doctor of the Holy Trinity."
After confirming Kelson's identity, the two became less wary of him. After all, Holy Trinity Hospital is a church hospital, and the largest management behind it is the Psalm Order of the Three Saints. Essentially, Holy Trinity Hospital serves as the backup medical support for the two orders of Holy Fire and Holy Steel. Therefore, most inquisitors He regards the doctors of the Holy Trinity as his own.
In order to treat patients, doctors always need to ask about the enemy's type and characteristics, and the content of the operation is not concealed. The inquisitor also answered Kelsen's question.
"That evil thing is so special... What was destroyed last time was just the mutated flesh that was gathered together by that thing. The evil energy core that escaped recently made a comeback after devouring enough flesh and blood in the lower area, and it was worse than last time. Be strong." The judge recalled the details of the battle and couldn't help but hold the hammer at his waist to stop the trembling in his hand:
"I have never seen this kind of monster before. The entire sewer has become his breeding ground. The inquisitor entering the corrupted area will immediately face the environment that has become flesh and blood. The ceiling, floor and walls may launch fatal attacks at any time. s attack."
Kelsen couldn't help but fall silent as he listened to the horrifying scene. Although he and the judges have different stances, most of these believers who fearlessly fight for humans and evil are indeed brave men worthy of admiration.
"Send my name when you send it to Holy Trinity for review, and I will take care of you, a brother believer." Kelsen raised his eyes and looked at the two of them, then started to pack his things: "The stretcher is in the corner, take it yourself."
After the two left, Kelson had time to sit down and ponder a plan.
If that evil thing has the ability to proliferate, then if it can capture the core, does it mean that it will have the capital to mass-produce the sacred magic-resistant organ? Considering that that thing can be implanted into the body of the dead like him, can it be implanted into a death slave with the same energy production?
In the short term, having all the members of the Death Council having divine resistance will help in various actions in Kongsbod. In the far term, it will give them the opportunity to organize an undead army that can resist the divine resistance.
All I can say is that this wave of stoves is huge.
The Inquisitor had been defeated twice, and he would definitely regroup and completely eliminate this potential danger. Kelsen had already made up his mind to wait until the next time they took action, and he would benefit from the fisherman and take away the core of the thing.
With the current situation, it is estimated that no one would dare to go out to hunt evil creatures. After thinking for a while, Kelson locked the door of the store and prepared to go to Carlisle to discuss the matter.
When we arrived at the church in Carlisle, it was getting dark, but the door of the church was already closed tightly. Kelsen didn't think that Carlisle was not here, so he started knocking on the door:
"Carlisle, open the door. You have the ability to rob a man. You have the ability to open the door. Don't hide in there and keep silent. I know you are at home."
When Kelson was about to repeat the reading for the second time, the church door suddenly opened. Carlisle quickly welcomed Kelson into the door, and then quickly closed the church door again.
"Sir Kelsen, I always thought that I was the least upright person in the entire death party..."
"My humor cells have recovered a lot with the increase in my physical activity. I am not a very serious person to begin with." Kelsen waved his hand and looked at the wine table set up in the middle of the church. Dick greeted him too.
Kelsen sat down at the table naturally and poured himself a glass: "Are you drinking heavily at this hour?"
"What else? There hasn't been anything to pay attention to recently. The Inquisitor is focused on the evil thing in the sewer. Now the Death Society has had a period of stable development." Carlisle got himself a new cup and filled it up Wine, pour Dick another glass by the way.
"What do you want to toast?" Carlisle raised his glass.
Kelsen raised his glass and said, "To the Holy Spirit."
"Okay! Respect the Holy Spirit." Dick also raised his glass.
"No, why are you worshiping the Holy Spirit?" Carlisle was dumbfounded. You two, a lich and a devil, are trying to steal my lines as a priest, right?
"Thank you that He did not express any precious opinions on our drinking in front of His church." Kelsen laughed loudly and drank the wine in his hand.
Dick also raised his head to drink. The wine was bound by some magic power, passed through the gap in the helmet, and disappeared behind the mask. Carlisle looked at the two people in front of him, raised his head and drank the wine, then glanced at Kelson:
"It seems you have something to discuss with me."
Kelsen poured himself another glass, minding his own business: "Do you know the origin of the evil thing in the sewer recently?"
When it comes to business matters, Carlisle is relatively reliable: "The Church of the Holy Fire is mainly responsible for heresies and evil things in the city. This evil thing is obviously a wasteland species that has flowed into the city. There just happen to be reincarnations of ascetic monks from the Holy Steel Order. City, according to the old priest’s speculation, there is a high probability that there is some kind of unknown flesh-and-blood dependent god.”
"Are they the descendants of the Outer God? No wonder it's so difficult. But the Inquisitor should have a way to deal with it. When will the next action be taken?" Kelsen said while sipping his wine.
"What do you want to do?" Carlisle picked up a piece of ham and tasted it.
"The evil energy of that dependent can not only corrupt flesh and blood, but also homogenize the sacred devil. The homogenized special devil can resist the divine power. Well, it sounds a bit abstract. You use the sacred devil Try attacking me." Kelson put down his wine glass and stretched out his hand in front of Carlisle.
"Are you sure?" Carlisle was a little worried.
"bring it on."
Carlisle saw that Kelson was full of confidence, so he gathered a very small amount of holy magic on his finger and tapped it towards Kelson's palm. Although the sacred demonic essence of a chant cultist is not as intense as that of a holy fire cultivator, it is still extremely restrained against the necrotic demonic essence of undead creatures.
What surprised Carlisle was that the sacred demonic essence did not burn open Kelsen's skin as he expected, but was isolated by some kind of demonic essence that he had never seen before.
Kelsen smiled: "Strengthen it even more."
Upon hearing this, Carlisle strengthened the output of the sacred magic scum. His finger, which was like a holy light, pointed at Kelsen's pale palm, but it was completely homogenized by some kind of demon scum and turned into a boost to resist his divine power.
"No, unless it's a bishop-level sacred magic essence, it will never be able to break through the layer of protection." Carlisle put away his hand and admitted defeat: "No wonder the church has given such a high priority to this matter and ordered that it must be completely eliminated. It turns out that this The relatives of the outer gods have various powers.”
"And as far as I know, that thing has the ability to proliferate. We can definitely use it to mass-produce anti-sacred organs." Kelsen also revealed all his plans.
After listening, Carlisle fell into silence. After a while, he unexpectedly held an objection: "This thing will indeed help us a lot, but after obtaining it, we will increase the attention of the Three Saints to us. Will it Some of the gains outweigh the losses.”
"I think we are not so happy with the city of Kongsbod at the moment. Since conflict will come sooner or later, why should we hope that the enemy will not notice us instead of strengthening ourselves?" Kelsen also expressed his thoughts. .
Dick also nodded to Carlisle, indicating that he also agreed with Kelson's statement.
"However, the Holy Fire Church may send out stronger inquisitors this time. I'm afraid that you will easily be unable to survive alone." Carlisle raised another concern.
"Let me support Mr. Kelson." Dick, who had been silent for a long time, expressed his attitude: "Carlisle, maybe you are a priest and you don't understand how restrained the sacred magic is against unclean creatures like us. In In my opinion, obtaining this thing is one of the opportunities that will lead to death and survival."
