Destruction
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The magic array in the center of the room was still in operation.
The seal was not complete.
A small amount of plague breath was leaking out from the seal.
Karkkila walked forward and squatted down to observe the seal. His eyes revealed a thoughtful expression.
Mary Fiel had a bad premonition and whispered, "Archbishop, did you find anything?"
Karkkila shook his head and replied, "It's not a seal from necromancy."
"Bishop, Fang Heng's existence will make more and more mage apprentices choose necromancy. If this continues, we will be in a very passive position."
"Yes."
Karkkila nodded and said, "Let's do it. Please take out the unsealed holy sword."
"Yes, Archbishop."
The four Holy Paladins' expressions turned solemn when they heard this. They stood together in a square, stretched out their left hands, and pressed them on the cross pendant in front of their chests. They lowered their heads and chanted a prayer.