In the blink of an eye, only the linen robe of the skeleton was left slumped on the ground.
Donning's eyes were gloomy and terrifying as he grinned and said, "Look, this is the real darkness, the high - level Devouring Spell in the 'Witchcraft Canon'."
Everything returned to normal. Foster looked at the young man beside him in shock. He felt a bone - chilling cold, and his lips trembled. "Mr. Donning... you are a possessor of supernatural powers."
Donning straightened his robe. "I think you saw everything just now."
Foster was certain that what his eyes had seen was real, and his body trembled. "Then why did he come after you? Have you offended some terrifying possessors of supernatural powers?"
If that was really the case, Foster thought the young man beside him was a bit terrifying.
When he learned from Donning that all this was Carver's revenge, Foster summoned his courage. "We should report it to the Holy See. The Holy See will punish him. He arbitrarily used supernatural powers to retaliate against others. This is enough to keep him in prison for a lifetime. I will write a report tomorrow."
Having come out of Kether Tower, Donning didn't think so. Judging Carver by the law was too merciful for him. Donning reached out and picked up the linen cloak on the ground. "Foster, you are too merciful, too kind and naive. If the Holy See could judge people like Carver, then I think the prisons would be overcrowded. I will judge him with darkness. That will be a very interesting thing."
Judging darkness with darkness. Donning, who came from Kether Tower, had heard the teachings of his ninety - nine uncles countless times. Sending Carver to prison and confiscating all his property, when those officials thought there was no more profit to be made, they would release him because the prison would not support a worthless person. This was this dirty world.
"Foster, I think you should stay far away from this matter. It's best to forget about it, have a sleep, and then go to your bright office to take up your post tomorrow."
Donning patted Foster on the shoulder and reminded him, "By the way, that girl Alice is not a good person. If you marry her, you will end up with nothing left, not even your bones."
As the person Foster loved the most, he would not allow anyone to say such things about her, not even Donning. He was a little angry. "Mr. Donning, I don't want to hear you say such things about her. She is a good girl, and I will marry her."
Watching Foster disappear into the night, Donning sighed. "Poor man, your sentimentality will harm you. I hope God will protect you."
A few days later, a strange visitor came to the newly - appointed town government.
Cybertron learned about some local registrations of supernatural powers from the local government. In order to better supervise those who possess supernatural powers, the government would register them all.
He got the register. There were only two people on it. Kaposo, a dark wizard from a lighthouse thirty miles away, and another magician was already buried underground. So the only possessor of supernatural powers was that dark wizard Kaposo, and the scope of the investigation became very small.
And he also had some clues about the matter of being able to use supernatural powers. The staff in the town government told him that a group of officials had been imprisoned for abusing their power and taking bribes. Among them was also a rich man, Count Carver.
Those officials who had become prisoners obviously could no longer use these supernatural powers. All they could do was pray to God in prison, praying that their sentences could be lighter.
So the only possibility was that disgraced count. And the person he wanted to deal with using supernatural powers was very likely to be Foster, a former small government clerk who had reported to the superiors, causing him to be disgraced and having to hide in his manor. Now Foster had become a mid - level clerk.
At first, a small government clerk was of course not a problem for a big shot like Count Carver. He could easily use some secular powers to solve it. But now that he had been promoted to a mid - level government clerk, then the disgraced Carver needed some extraordinary means.
Thinking like this, Cybertron found Foster.
"Mr. Foster, I think I need to know some things from you." Cybertron was eager to do something. He had no time to waste on small talk. His temperament had always been so straightforward, getting straight to the point.
Foster looked at the strange visitor and replied respectfully, "Sir, what can I do for you? It's my great honor."
When Cybertron revealed his identity, Foster became a little nervous. A paladin of the Holy See came from Brot City to this small place. Then his only purpose was to investigate matters related to supernatural powers. Donning was in trouble.
"I think you may be in some trouble, so I hope you will tell me everything you know." Cybertron sat on the chair opposite. As a paladin of the Holy See, he didn't need to bring his holy sword when going out. That would scare some innocent people. He was dressed in a suit and was as elegant as a merchant.
"You are probably mistaken. That matter has ended. Everything has returned to calm, and there is no need for the Holy See to send someone to interfere." Foster tried his best to appear calm to avoid being seen through. Although Donning made some insulting comments about the person he loved last night, it was not enough to make him betray his benefactor.
Cybertron would not be reconciled. "My information tells me that you will have greater trouble next, so I hope you can stay with me."
After Foster expressed his refusal, this paladin from the Holy See obviously didn't plan to give up. After finishing a day's work and returning to his poor rental house, Cybertron still followed.
"Cybertron, I think my bed is not big enough for two people, and it doesn't seem right for two grown men to share the same bed." Foster wanted to drive this person away temporarily so that he could go on a date with Alice. After a busy day, he really wanted to go to that haven and be intimate with his beloved.
"The sofa will do." Cybertron lay on the sofa, showing no intention of leaving.
Foster was almost driven crazy. It seemed that there was no way to see his beloved Alice tonight. Lying on the bed, Foster was thinking about how to drive this paladin away and, preferably, inform Donning to leave this place.
Donning obtained information about Carver's real supernatural power ally from the left - behind linen robe. It was time to deal with this dark wizard with supernatural powers.
He wanted to shatter all of Carver's hopes, make Carver feel fear, and finally send him into endless darkness, destroying him both mentally and physically.
The method Foster mentioned was too low - level and was not enough to atone for his sins.
He drove the carriage himself, traveling on the dark path. The horse's hooves made a "clip - clop" sound. Going to find a possessor of supernatural powers, and it was late at night. He didn't want others to know, so he didn't hire a coachman.
When the carriage had traveled twenty miles away, a carriage came towards him and passed by his carriage. Donning felt his body getting hot.
There was a possessor of supernatural powers sitting in the carriage that had just passed by, and he was quite powerful. This was much more powerful than the supernatural power aura emanating from the linen robe.
Donning thought this must not be a coincidence. Such a big shot with supernatural powers came to this small town. It could only be because of one thing, that was, the supernatural power incident that happened here last night had attracted some people's attention.
Originally, he thought that since Carver had used supernatural powers, he must have bribed some people, such as the high - level clergy in Brot City. Those high - level clergy in the Holy See would turn a blind eye to the fluctuations of supernatural powers here. But it seemed that was not the case now.
The Holy See had sent a powerful possessor of supernatural powers. This matter had become a little tricky. Choosing to take action tonight was really not a wise decision. He didn't want to have a head - on conflict with the powerful Holy See so early. It seemed that he had to postpone for a while and wait until everything was calm before taking action.
"Count Carver, it seems that your good days are not over yet. Let you have a few more days of fun." Donning held the reins in his hand and looked at the bright moon in the pitch - black sky.
Just as he was about to turn the carriage around, the sound of horse hooves came from the direction of the town, and that familiar hot feeling in his body appeared again. Donning's eyes scanned the direction of the town. In the night, that carriage came back. Had he discovered something? If so, then a fierce fight would probably be unavoidable next. Although he didn't want to have a head - on conflict with the Holy See too early, if it was unavoidable, Donning would not be timid.
When the carriage in the night drove over and stopped beside Donning's carriage, the curtain of the window was lifted, and a head stuck out. That face was terrifying. His pale complexion was like a dead person who had just climbed out of hell. The robe on his body was purple, which was dyed silk. The silk was a trade item from the East and was extremely precious. However, Donning's heart that had been raised was put down.
There was no Holy See's emblem, and his dress didn't look like a person from the Holy See. If this was not enough to show that he was not from the Holy See's power, then this person's pale face exposed everything. A person protected by the Holy See's holy light would never give people an aura of fear and death on his face.
He was not from the Holy See, but he possessed terrifying supernatural powers. Donning's eyes locked on the emblem on this person's chest. It was a silver raven, and a poisonous snake was coiled around the raven's claw. It looked a bit dazzling under the moonlight, flashing a strange light.
Wizards with the Silver Raven Emblem. In order to conveniently restrict these wizards with supernatural powers, the king issued the Raven Emblem. All registered wizards would be given one. According to the Holy See's assessment of these possessors of supernatural powers, the Raven Emblem was divided into five levels, namely: Iron Raven Emblem, Copper Raven Emblem, Silver Raven Emblem, Gold Raven Emblem, and Bat Emblem.
Judging from the aura revealed by the low - level necromancer's linen robe, Carver had found an Iron Raven Emblem wizard. Naturally, the Silver Raven Emblem wizard here was much more powerful than Carver's helper.
Silver Raven Emblem wizards were not common. Most of them stayed in their residences, devoting themselves to studying witchcraft. They would never appear in the wilderness leading to this small town late at night. Looking at his dusty and somewhat tired face, it was obvious that the Silver Raven Emblem possessor had traveled a long distance to come here. What kind of thing would make a Silver Raven Emblem wizard come to this small town?