The Original Vampire

The Temple of Destiny is located in the east area of ​​Silvermoon City.

The location is not remote, but it is extraordinarily quiet, even deserted.

Many evergreen cypress trees with straight trunks are planted around the temple. They are like silent soldiers guarding the Temple of Destiny, creating a solemn and solemn atmosphere.

In fact, at the beginning of the temple's construction, the place was not so quiet yet. There was an endless stream of half-elves who came to pray. The lively scene was even more exaggerated than the most prosperous market.

However, as the elves disappeared in the Huiyue Forest, the half-elves gradually moved closer to the powerful human empire, and their beliefs became more and more inclined to the Lord of Glory rather than the Goddess of Destiny.

Therefore, it is understandable that this Temple of Destiny has been neglected.

The main building of the temple is based on low-key limestone, covering an area of ​​about 8,000 square meters. The huge prayer hall is 45 meters wide and 120 meters long. Thousands of people prayed at the same time.

But such a grand event has not appeared for a long time. The prayer hall is now empty. Even if servants clean it every day, it is difficult to completely clean up the accumulated dust.

Tonight's Silver Moon City is shrouded in blood and fire, but the Temple of Destiny is still as quiet as ever.

Whether it is the rebels or the rioters, even if they no longer believe in the goddess of destiny, they will not desecrate this place.

On the balcony on the top of the towering tower, a beautiful half-elf woman was leaning on the railing, staring at the firelight in Silvermoon City, dazed.

She was wearing a green sacrificial dress and quietly concealed her slender body. Her skin that was slightly exposed to the air was white and lustrous, like a layer of bright silver moonlight.

It's just that there is lingering sadness and sympathy between her brows, and the night breeze blows through her smooth hair, flowing out a sad melody like weeping.

"His Excellency High Priest Trisley, have you thought about it?"

Marquis Vincent stepped out from the shadow behind Trisley, speaking with a little suppressed anxiety and annoyance.

Trisley did not turn her head when she heard the words, and still stared at the fire not far away, as if she hadn't heard the question from the distinguished marquis from the east behind her.

Marquis Vincent snorted and said angrily: "His Excellency High Priest, don't think that this ceremony must be yours! You may not know,

In the past few days, several priests under your command have found me and are willing to help me complete this ceremony. "

Hearing this, Trisley's eyes finally fluctuated.

I saw her slowly turning around, facing Marquis Vincent, and said calmly and confidently: "Lord Marquis, but you also know that only if I personally preside over this ceremony will have the greatest chance of success."

"But if you don't want to, the probability is always zero for me! In that case, why don't I let others try it." Marquis Vincent stepped forward and said coldly:

"However, Your Excellency High Priest, you must also think clearly. If someone else helps me complete this ceremony, hehe, then you, the High Priest of Silvermoon City, will probably abdicate and become a sage!"

Trisley still looked indifferent, as if she didn't care about the threat of Marquis Vincent's words, she stretched out her hand to tuck her hair blown by the wind behind her ears, revealing a slender neck like a white swan.

Marquis Vincent swallowed his saliva involuntarily, but he did not act rashly. He remembered that before he set off, his father had warned him cautiously that the only thing to be careful of in Silvermoon City was the high priest of the mysterious goddess of fate in front of him.

"Lord Marquis." Trisley finally spoke up, "It's not that I don't want to help you, it's just the promises you gave, it's hard for me to believe that you are capable of fulfilling them."

A trace of anger flashed across Marquis Vincent's face, and he said solemnly: "His Excellency the High Priest, I represent the will of my father, the Duke of the Eastern Region! The things that I promised you will never be broken!"

"Really?" Trisley was unmoved, and asked instead, "What about your mother? The Eastern Archbishop of the Radiance Church, would really agree to let the Temple of Destiny dominate the beliefs of the half-elf kingdom?"

"Of course my mother would agree, and I have asked her for her opinion on this matter," said Marquis Vincent with a firm face.

Seeing that Trisley was still hesitant, Marquis Vincent said again:

"His Excellency High Priest, perhaps in your eyes, the beliefs of these more than one million half-elves are extremely precious, but in the eyes of the Glory Church, hehe, it's not that important.

Moreover, this is the promise of the St. Pros family, and it is your only chance to save this Temple of Destiny and restore it to its former glory!

If you miss this opportunity, you can only continue to wait for the redemption that has no hope at all in this place that no one cares about!

So, what are you still hesitating about? "

Trisley shook her head and said, "If the St. Pros family is really sincere, please give some more specific conditions, instead of an empty promise like 'the faith of half-elves dominated by the Temple of Destiny'. "

Marquis Vincent took a deep breath, suppressed his impatience, and asked in a deep voice, "So, Your Excellency High Priest, what kind of conditions do you want?"

Trisley smiled sweetly, raised her green fingers, and said, "First, the number of priests of the Church of Glory in the half-elf kingdom must be controlled to less than 100;

Second, ten percent of the tax revenue of the half-elf kingdom must be turned over to the Temple of Destiny;

Third, the half-elf king or queen must convert to the goddess of fate;

fourth……"

Listening to Trisley's extremely harsh conditions, Marquis Vincent didn't fluctuate on the surface, but his heart had long since burst into laughter. In his opinion, the high priest of the Temple of Destiny is really naive. be cute.

After Trisley finished speaking, Marquis Vincent didn't even haggle, and agreed: "Okay, on behalf of the St. Pros family, I agree!"

Trisley looked at Marquis Vincent with amber eyes, as if she really believed Marquis Vincent, and a smile finally appeared on her pretty face.

"That's good! I'll preside over the bloodline ceremony for you, but I hope you know that even if it's me, there's no guarantee that the ceremony will be successful."

"I understand." Marquis Vincent was overjoyed and nodded, "However, I also remind you that the conditions you requested will only take effect if the ceremony is successful."

"Of course. If the ceremony fails, then the matter of Silvermoon City is not up to your Saint Pros family."

Marquis Vincent snorted softly when he heard the words, and seemed a little unhappy about this.

Trisley didn't care about Marquis Vincent's feelings at all, and asked in a crisp voice, "Okay, what about that Phoenix Soul Stone fragment?"

Marquis Vincent quickly took out an exquisite small box from his arms and slowly opened it.

The splendid multicolored brilliance spreads out like flowing water, making everything on the balcony become like a wonderful dream.

Trisley's eyes were fixed on the Phoenix Soul Stone fragment, and the expression on her face instantly became extremely pious.

"His Excellency the High Priest, how about this Phoenix Soul Stone shard collected by the St. Pros family? It should be able to help you complete the ceremony smoothly, right?" Marquis Vincent proudly showed off.

Trisley ignored Marquis Vincent's question, only to see her walking towards the fragment of the Phoenix Soul Stone slowly with a mysterious step, bowing her head and bowing, respectfully performing an ancient etiquette, and then gently holding it up with both hands.

When he looked up again, the beautiful high priest of the goddess of fate was already in tears.