With Sessler's help, Lampson and the others spilled everything they knew.
The methods of a Grand Necromancer were more than ordinary people could endure. The pain came from deep within the soul.
Lampson was the first to break. His face, already pale from blood loss, grew even paler. He talked. Once he finished, Sessler glanced at the others, and they talked too. Their accounts corroborated one another without discrepancies.
After listening, Linley sat on a rock and remained silent for a long time.
He finally understood why the Radiant Church had been capturing people and collecting things everywhere. During the battle in the Chaotic Territory, Loa had dealt a devastating blow to the top fighting forces of both the Radiant Church and the Dark Church. Neither Heidens nor Affleck dared leave his stronghold casually now, for fear that Loa would appear right before him and cut him down with a single stroke.
Those two popes had lived for centuries, and this was the first time anyone had frightened them so badly that they dared not even venture outside.
Sessler had spent the past few years being hunted, hiding here and there. How could he have had a chance to learn any of this?
After hearing Lampson's confession, his expression was complicated-surprise, excitement, and a trace of regret that was difficult to describe.
His luck had been a little poor. Near the end, he had almost escaped into the Xunzhen Republic Empire, but had fallen just short. As he approached the Xunzhen Republic Empire, the Radiant Church's lackeys behind him had gone mad, fighting as though they meant to perish with him rather than let him set foot inside. Once he got in, they would never be able to capture him again.
"So close." Sessler shook his head and sighed. "I