The Elf Queen's plan is very simple.
That was to take advantage of the darkness, break into the church, intimidate the bishop, and start the formation to the Holy Capital.
At dusk, the elves begin to prepare for the night.
They communicate with the various vegetation in the city, releasing various drowsy smells at sunset.
So much so that the residents in the city felt so sleepy that they closed their doors and fell asleep early.
The elves came to the church without any hindrance.
The queen opened the door first, and the bishop had been waiting inside for a long time.
He saluted the Queen:
"I wonder what the Elf Queen has to do when she is here?"
"You knew I was coming?"
"Of course, I noticed something was wrong at dusk."
The queen was surprised by the bishop's courage.
In her opinion, this old man with a white beard is only at the level of a magister and cannot defeat her at all, and he doesn't even have any helpers.
The elf itself is quite perceptive, and the queen could tell from the old man's eyes that he had no ill intentions toward her.
"Are you going to stop me?"
The bishop shook his head: "No. Can I ask why you hunted that man?"
"He killed my compatriots and took away my clan's treasures."
The bishop stared into her eyes, clear and bright, for a long time:
"God told me you didn't lie. Please come with me."
The elves looked at each other, but still kept up with each other.
"This is the teleportation array.
Looking at the various runes in the ground and the many discarded crystals, the queen was very curious:
"Why do you want to help us?"
The bishop lowered his head and recited a prayer, with lowered eyebrows and a kind face, and then said:
"God says that all things are equal. What's wrong with you taking back your own things?"
This was the first time for the elves to see such a human being. The ones they had encountered before were all headstrong and arrogant people who claimed to be the masters of all things and looked down upon other races.
Facing the elf's appraising eyes, the bishop said:
"Everyone must understand that even the Holy See has different branches. I believe in equality."
The queen no longer struggled with this, and confirmed that the old man did not have bad intentions. She looked down at the unopened formation and said:
"Then please help me open the magic circle."
The bishop shook his head:
"No, transporting one person requires a lot of crystal stones. Those people before have used up more than half of the church in Pangsi City, and now they can't be started at all."
"Spar? Easy to say, bring them all!"
Following the Queen's order, all the elves took out their own magic weapons.
It’s funny to mention that when the hero first won, he was very complacent and put all the captured elven property together without taking it into his own space at all.
And when he escaped, he was even more anxious and left all the elves' wealth in the small town.
After the elves occupied the small town, they successfully regained most of the wealth.
Want a crystal? There are many!
Looking at the mountains of various crystal stones currently piled up, the bishop fell silent. In his seventy or eighty years of life, this was the first time he had seen so many valuable things.
After a few minutes, the spar was in place.
Before leaving, the bishop warned them:
"You should be careful. The transmission formation is not completely accurate. It is very likely that you will be transported around the Holy Capital. However, it is not ruled out that you will be transported to the Holy Capital City, so take care of yourself."
The bishop recited the magic spell, and the formation mobilized the energy of the crystal stone, and golden light began to emerge.
More than a hundred elves were transmitted at the same time.
Such movement naturally attracted the attention of the Holy See.
The current Pope sensed something was wrong and immediately asked people to search:
"Someone has arrived near the Holy Capital through the transmission formation. You should go and find out."
"As you command, Your Majesty the Pope."
The current pope is not very old, in his fifties, and can be said to be the youngest pope among all walks of life.
Supported by the previous pope.
He is also a great mage, and he feels that among the group that came this time, there is someone whose power is not weaker than his.
Worried about something going wrong, he came to the back hall and asked his teacher:
"Dear teacher, there is an abnormality in the transmission formation this time. The students have sent someone..."
"I understand." The old pope blocked his words:
"They're just little bugs, don't worry, I'll help you deal with them."
"Okay... Then take your leave, students."
After the current Pope left, the old Pope was the only one left in the hall.
Facing the huge statue in front of him, he coldly snorted:
"Originally, if you just go back to the Magic Forest, nothing will happen. Why bother... I'll give you a ride."
After saying that, his figure disappeared from the place.
The elves on the other side have been transported to the outskirts of the Holy City.
"Queen, that old man didn't lie."
"Everyone, get ready. I already feel that the holy object is not far away. We will..."
"What are you going to do later?"
Before the Queen finished speaking, a voice from above interrupted her next plan.
The elves quickly looked up.
An old man in gorgeous robes was looking down at them, with a playful and contemptuous expression on his face.
The Queen felt the danger for the first time. The other party's strength was much stronger than hers.
"You guys run! I'll take care of you."
"But the queen..."
"Stop being stubborn and run! Spread out."
"Hehehe." The old pope shook his head slowly:
"None of you can run away today. Since you have come to the Holy City, just stay."
After speaking, he took out a magic wand. The golden gems on it were extremely dazzling. Without chanting a spell at all, he instantly cast a high-level group attack magic.
The Queen simultaneously casts defensive magic underground.
It's a pity that there is a huge difference in strength between the two, and the queen's hasty magic cannot resist this attack.
Seeing that the queen was defeated, the elves stepped forward together and chanted the same spell.
With united efforts, the defensive magic formed by more than one million high-level magicians successfully withstood the remaining power.
Gave them a chance to breathe.
As an experienced magic god, the old pope did not think that instant magic could solve them.
Gotta get another one.
However, next, he was dumbfounded!
The instant magic cannot be cast.
He did not believe in evil and started again several times.
still none!
Taking advantage of this juncture, the queen quickly led the elves to flee to the nearest mountain forest.
Song Heqing, who was invisible, looked at their departing figures and thought to himself, you guys almost fell into boxes.
Faced with the escape of the elves, the old pope was not in a hurry.
After all, in his opinion, these elves are all in the bag.
The important thing now is to find out why his magic failed.
But then, no matter how he mobilized his magic power, he still couldn't cast magic instantly.
He whispered a spell, and the magic took shape smoothly.
"No problem! What's going on?"
Could it be an instruction from the gods?
After much thought, the old pope decided to step forward and deal with these elves first.
Next, an even weirder situation occurred.
The old pope used his spiritual power to explore the mountains and forests:
"Where are the people?"
"Why are they all gone?"
