Although I will set out for the first trial tomorrow, Loniti is not in a hurry at all.

According to the news she got from those famous novels, the meaning of this trial is probably just to gilt.

In order to make oneself stand firm under the name "Griffin's Disciple", it is also a common method for many people.

At least, she still thinks so now, but by what kind of trial will be tomorrow, there is no way to know.

After spending about half of the savings in Osri's wallet, night fell as scheduled after spending about half of his savings in his pocket.

While eating a delicious little cake that satisfies the taste buds on the tip of the tongue, Loniti also had the idea of ​​returning to the Mage Association.

However, at this moment, she suddenly felt something glowing in her storage ring.

So she took out the guidance ring she received in a strange expression during the day. The skull on the ring was emitting a green light and pointed faintly forward.

“It’s a bit of research…”

Loniti touched her nose and decided to follow this weird ring to see what the vulgar old man said during the day is about freedom and justice or justice and peace cult.

When I saw this skull ring, Loniti already defined the old man as a cult. After all, there are no other orthodox churches in Stormwind except the Holy Sepulchre Chapel.

Moreover, he absorbed the church so secretly and used cream bread to induce talented girls. What would this be if he was not a cult?

However, relying on her identity, Loniti didn't think she would be in any danger, so she planned to treat it as a small adventure.

Following the guidance of the light, Loniti was shuttled through the trade zone. Sometimes she happened to encounter patrolling guards, and she just needed to take out the pass that Griffin gave her.

However, after several inspections by the guards, Loniti also realized a problem.

"If you make this in the trade zone, the believers must have passes, and those with passes are those who are well-off, and at least they don't live in slums. What else do they have to be satisfied with?"

At least Loniti couldn't imagine anything that needed to achieve this kind of church that secretly absorbed the believers by temptation.

More than ten minutes later, Loniti followed the guidance of the light to a hutong hidden deep in the trade zone. It can be said that it is very remote, and there are few or no patrol guards to check it out.

She looked back and saw that it was already far away from the bustling place. There were no pedestrians on the road. But there were very few.

This is the first time that Luo Niti knows that there are such places in the trade zone. In her little head, the trade zone should be the kind of place where people come and go every night, and shops are next to each other. Unexpectedly, there will be such no-one visits.

The light of the skeleton ring pointed straight into the depths of the alley. After hesitating for a while, Luo Niti walked into the dark alley.

Not long after walking, Loniti arrived at the end of the alley, and a red door blocked her way.

She knocked on the door, and soon the door was opened from the inside, and a head wearing a black grimace mask poked out from the crack of the door.

The man with grimace mask glanced at the ring in Loniti's hand, took out a mask exactly the same as the one he wore, and handed it to Loniti, and then opened the door wider and signaled Loniti to come in.

Loniti put on the grimace mask and quickly walked into the door. The man looked at the alley vigilantly, and it took a while before the door was closed.

Inside the gate is a desolate yard, with several houses that have been in disrepair and seemingly collapsed at any time.

There is a large well in the middle of the yard, and more than a dozen people wearing grimace masks are surrounding the well and silently. The desolate yard is quite strange.

Among these people are old and young, some are luxuriously dressed, and some are simple-wearing. There is also a child like Loniti, so she is not very eye-catching.

Loniti walked to where these people were very consciously. Although she didn't understand why the church looked so poor, her intuition told her that there should be secrets in this water well.

A few minutes later, the man standing at the door came over, looked around everyone, and said in a hoarse voice.

"It seems that no one will come again in a while, so you can get together."

After saying that, the man took out a small black ball from his arms and threw it into the well. A faint black light emitted from the well and continued to increase.

It was obvious that this was not the first time that the well was emitting a black light, so no one showed a look of surprise.

"Go down."

The old man closest to the well did not hesitate at all and stepped on the edge of the well and jumped in. However, Loniti was a little nervous.

The old man's body disappeared into the black light, with neither the sound of falling into the water nor the sound of impact, which also made her have a guess.

At any time the old man jumped in, the others jumped into the well one by one, and soon only Loniti was left.

Loniti swallowed, turned around and looked at the grimaceful man standing behind her guarding the door, gritted his teeth and jumped down like those people.

With a familiar slight dizziness, Loniti had arrived at a place that was not at the bottom of the well.

It looked like a space dug out underground, and the light was very dim, so she could only barely see that those people were standing in front of her before.

"Sure enough...it's a teleportation array!"

She began to feel that her so-called adventure was wrong. She should go back to the Mage Association like a good baby, and what should she do here?

The cult that can arrange a teleportation array is definitely not the kind that was born just to cheat money. Not to mention how much it costs to arrange a teleportation array and daily maintenance, only the mages who can arrange a teleportation array, and they are either mages whose cultivation is close to the merging of the God of Soul, or the mage who specializes in studying formations.

No matter which kind of mage, it is not something that Roniti, a little trainee mage, can afford to be provoked. If the other party sees that she is the newly accepted disciple of Griffin, they might even arrest her.

After all, a mage who can cooperate with a cult should not be a good thing.

As long as you catch her, I believe that the evil mage will definitely blackmail Griffin's huge ransom through her. If Griffin paid it, she might not be put back, and she might even tear up the votes.

Moreover, it would be so embarrassing if Griffin didn’t pay the ransom!

"My children, come here, come here..."

Just as Loniti was thinking about how she should get out, a vague voice that could not hear the gender suddenly came.

When the believers heard this sound, they seemed to hear the sound of nature. They could raise their heads one by one, and their eyes showed fanatical worship, and they walked forward together.

Loniti didn't think the sound was anything, but in order not to be discovered by others, she pretended to be foolish and was bewitched and walked towards the front.

Before we walked far, the crowd stopped and joined the crowd with some people coming from other directions.

By standing on tiptoe and jumping, Loniti successfully saw what was in front of the crowd.

An altar made of pure red stone stood quietly in the middle of the crowd, and an old man wearing a scarlet smiling mask and a milky white robe stood in front of the altar, stretching his arms out like a sacred look.

In front of him, on the altar, unknown creatures with various racial signs or statues of evil gods stood quietly.

Human bodies, elves' ears, sharp fangs like bats, sharp claws like werewolfs, long snake-like tails like Nagas, and wings like dragons.

Loniti felt that this statue could definitely be used as a storybook for any bad guy in the storybook that scares disobedient children.

"Believe in our Lord! You can gain justice and freedom!"

After almost all the crowds arrived, the smiling masked man on the altar looked around the crowd and suddenly roared.

As his voice came out, the originally silent crowd was also infuriated and began to shout loudly like a madman.

"Believe in my Lord! Believe in the God of Mixed Blood!"

"For freedom! For justice!"

"Long live my Lord! Long live the Church of Justice and Freedom!"

“…………”

Luo Niti looked at the people around her shouting more and more intensely, and her eyes were already red. She didn't expect that these people would have fallen so deeply.

Just as the sounds made by the crowd reached its peak, the masked old man waved his hand, and everyone seemed to be pinched to his throat, and instantly stopped. Countless pairs of eyes looked at the masked old man frantically.

"Today, we invited the associate leader of our Church of Justice and Freedom! We are also the hero who participated in the creation of our underground!"

The old man masked said, flashing and giving up the position in front of the statue, and saw a faint black light flashing on the ground, as if something was about to appear.

For some reason, Loniti suddenly felt a tremor in her heart, as if a heavy hammer hit her heart.

This sudden feeling made her body tremble and she almost fell down.

It was at this moment that the teleportation in front of the statue was completed, and a man in a black robe who looked very thin walked out.

He had a pale, evil face, a pair of elf-like pointed ears, and a pair of bloodthirsty eyes.

The body under the black robe looked very weak, but Loniti's intuition told her that it was just an illusion.

"Why is this guy so familiar..."

For some reason, Loniti always thought this guy looked familiar, and seemed to have seen him somewhere, but she couldn't remember where she saw him.

Until her eyes swept over the statue.

"By the way! He is a little too similar to that statue!"

The man who looked like a statue from the teleportation array looked at the crowd around him and smiled warmly.

"Hello, my dear believers, I am your great God of mixed blood! You can call me... Lord Sophie!"

Loniti looked at the bat-like teeth exposed by the guy who claimed to be Sophie, and made up her mind that if she could go back this time, she would definitely let her teacher bring people to destroy the cult.
Chapter completed!