Who hid My Corpse!

When North Bishop Fig once again saw Pope Lango seated at the main dais through the projection, he felt a moment of disorientation.

Under normal circumstances, a meeting at the bishop level should occur every five years. After all, such a meeting consumes quite a few Communication Crystals, so each meeting wouldn't last very long.

But ever since West Bishop Corey died, their meetings were fast becoming monthly regulars.

So when they were summoned again, the four bishops sized each other up, trying to see if another one of them was unlucky enough to meet Corey. Seeing everyone was still alive, they turned their gazes back to Pope Lango.

Maybe hosting such a meeting every month had greatly exhausted Lango's energy, leaving a lingering fatigue on his face.

And this was indeed the case. Lango, without waiting for their courtesies, said bluntly: "There's trouble with the Holy Sound."

...Holy Sound?

The four bishops were even more surprised, as this was an area they had never paid attention to.

"Holy Sound Master... also dead?" asked the South Bishop.

The word "also" was quite alarming.

Fortunately, Lango shook his head: "Not to that extent. The Holy Sound Master is different from the Lyra God. Apart from the divinity itself, there is no power in this world capable of killing the Holy Sound Master."

"I see."

The four bishops felt somewhat relieved.

"But Holy Sound is on the brink of destruction."

The bishops: "..."

Lango rubbed his nose in frustration: "Look at the specifics now."

Upon saying this, the Rhein clergy who had long been waiting behind the bishops placed the prepared materials before them.

The bishops immediately began browsing, while listening to Lango speak plainly.

"Simply put, someone played the Seven Notes·Divine Song at the festival, thus severing the link between the Holy Sound Master and Holy Sound. Although the Holy Sound Master was unharmed, almost all of Holy Sound's players have disappeared."

The four bishops grew more fearful as they read.

The North Bishop was the first to finish, raising his head to look at Lango: "Then what's the situation with Holy Sound now?"

"Revolt, revolts in multiple locations." Lango did not speak, but his assisting priest explained, "In Taichu, where Holy Sound holds the highest status, even the two major families were not spared. In fact... their situation is the worst. That's why the two families from Taichu sent a plea for assistance to His Holiness, hoping for military intervention to quell the unrest."

The North Bishop nodded, thinking it was no wonder His Holiness was the first to know about the Holy Sound situation, considering from a geographical standpoint, he was the closest of the Four Great Churches to Holy Sound.

As for the revolt in Holy Sound, the North Bishop wasn't too surprised, as the essence of Holy Sound was still slavery, with the players wielding the whip that controlled the slaves.

And now, the whip has disappeared.

But for it to disappear in such a manner...

At this moment, East Bishop Rocky had also finished reading the materials, asking Lango: "Are we going to deploy troops?"

The North Bishop asked: "Do you want to help them quell the unrest?"

"No, what I mean is, we can use the excuse of quelling the unrest to deploy troops and seize the Holy Sound territory." Rocky said with excitement, "I'm willing to lead the charge!"

The North Bishop: "..."

"There's no point in capturing Holy Sound; we don't have enough knights to garrison it." The newly appointed West Bishop Herry said, "Moreover, the Holy Sound Master has only temporarily lost contact with Holy Sound, not died. Once it regains contact, would you face the Holy Sound Master?"

Rocky thought about it and felt Herry made sense, nodding: "Then we should go for Lyra, since the Lyra God is dead."

Everyone: "..."

"The era of territorial expansion is over, Rocky." After a brief silence, even Lango couldn't continue listening, knocking on the table to calm Rocky, "And this isn't the focus I want you to see. The focus is, the source of all this chaos, that Seven-tone player... is not dead and has been confirmed by Holy Sound to be fleeing. Also..."

Lango paused.

"He took with him the piece of Visas Corpse from Holy Sound."

The four bishops quickly became silent.

Visas'... Corpse Pieces.

Another one lost?

Unpleasant memories rushed forth incessantly.

"Do you think Ulu is involved in this?" The North Bishop immediately guessed Lango's implication.

"It's hard for me not to think in this direction." Lango said, "Even though there are no clear evidence, first us, then Lyra, and now Holy Sound; and most importantly, we still haven't found Ulu."

The bishops became serious.

If Ulu's involvement was indeed present, the problem could escalate significantly.

If that were the case, wouldn't Ulu have... four pieces of the Corpse?

"It's not just four Corpse pieces." Lango said, "Although the Seven-tone player is not necessarily him personally, if it is not, merely his collaborator would also be a formidable individual. According to Holy Sound's account, it is highly likely that he is the last, and most powerful, Seven-tone player in this world."

The bishops listened and felt increasingly overwhelmed.

Dealing with Ulu alone was already troublesome enough.

And now there's an accomplice of the Seven-tone player?

What is Holy Sound doing?

Directly spoon-feeding trouble into their mouths?!

At this moment, even the normally calm Fig couldn't help but complain inwardly.

But soon, he felt something was wrong.

No, why was he the one complaining?