Chapter 114 113 The Trembling High Priest

Chapter 114 -113- The trembling great priest

This scene happened quite unexpectedly.

Looking at the resentful spirit rushing towards the high priest, everyone was almost stunned.

The high priest snorted coldly, and with the holy light blooming on his body, he was about to use divine magic to purify these resentful spirits who were overestimating their abilities.

But... before he could take action, the resentful spirits rushing toward him suddenly disappeared.

The great priest was left alone, and he stood unnaturally frozen in place as he prepared his movements to perform the magic.

Everyone's eyes fell on him, and they felt a little strange.

In fact, although the resentful spirit just rushed in the direction of the great priest, no one thought that the target was really him, the priest.

However, the high priest's initiative made the atmosphere suddenly become more subtle.

Everyone's gaze became more and more strange.

Even the undead suddenly disappeared.

But the reaction of the great priest gave people the impression that he subconsciously believed that these resentful spirits were directed at him.

In other words, it gives people a feeling of guilty conscience.

The high priest also realized his gaffe and quickly made up for it with a frown:

"This cultist has gone crazy..."

"The natural disaster of the undead has a tendency to get out of control. If this continues, innocent people may be harmed. We must take action to stop it!"

However, as if he was against him, the Blood Demon Cultist said fervently:

"Injury to innocent people?"

"No……"

"My great majesty is just. Only sinners will suffer the revenge of the dead!"

Looking at the Blood Demon cultist who seemed to be talking non-stop, the high priest decisively fired a sacred fire and burned the opponent to ashes.

Then, he ordered the demon hunting knight:

"The words of the Blood Demon Cultists cannot be trusted..."

"Kara, you and the demon hunting knights must catch up with those resentful spirits quickly and don't let the harm expand any further!"

The high priest looked solemn and looked serious and righteous.

However, after hearing his words, the female captain, who was always quick to act, did not leave immediately.

Kara looked at him silently, as if waiting for more explanations, while the high priest frowned and urged dissatisfied:

"Kara? Why don't you send someone quickly?"

"As ordered..."

Under the pressure of the high priest, Kara finally withdrew her sight and left with the demon hunting knight.

But the great priest knew that his mistake just now had left sequelae after all.

Once barriers and suspicions are formed, they are difficult to erase.

"Master High Priest, didn't you tell me not to take action rashly to avoid angering the person behind the scenes?"

Looking at the unhappy high priest, Duke Bold narrowed his eyes and said quietly.

The high priest was silent.

He glanced at the manor, which was gradually returning to normal after the resentful spirit left, and with a thought in his heart, he said:

"His aura has disappeared. The evil god...should have left."

After listening to his words, the Duke's attention also fell on the manor, and found that indeed, after the resentful spirits dispersed, the evil aura that enveloped the manor began to dissipate rapidly.

"So that's it. I thought... you also participated in the Drunken Dream Salon and were hunted down by the resentful spirits..."

The old Duke chuckled and said.

The expression of the great priest suddenly turned ugly:

"Your Majesty the Duke, cultists are best at deceiving people and sowing discord. I think you should also know that."

"You're right."

The old Duke nodded.

As he spoke, he looked at the manor where the resentful spirit had broken out:

"Now that the evil god has left, let's go over and take a look."

After finishing speaking, he jumped up without waiting for the great priest's response, and took the lead in flying towards the manor with the help of the source power released from outside.

Looking at the indifferent Duke, the high priest was not in a good mood.

If possible, he does not want to go forward with the other party, but hopes to go there first and erase all the evidence related to him.

But now, he is already in a difficult situation.

With a sullen face, he quickly chased after her.

Two Blazing Sun experts quickly entered the manor.

After the disaster of the undead, the manor has turned into a hell on earth.

The rich smell of blood hit his face, and the entire ground was dyed red with blood.

In the hall, no living nobles could be seen, and only fragments of gorgeous clothing could be vaguely discerned from the piles of minced meat and remains on the ground.

However, from the empty iron cages in the hall, the beds and chairs that still retain some traces, and the various torture instruments and toys, it is possible to vaguely tell where this place once was.

"It seems that this is indeed the venue for Drunken Dream Salon..."

Duke Bold frowned.

"Go search and see if there are any survivors!"

He turned around and ordered the city guards who followed him.

The high priest hesitated to speak, wanting to stop the guards from searching.

However, looking at the leader, Duke Bold, he could only swallow his words back in the end.

His strength is not much stronger than that of the Duke.

He has missed the best opportunity.

He knew that Duke Bold had already suspected that he was related to Drunken Dream Salon.

If you stop it now, it will only make the other party more suspicious.

The high priest can only hope that there are no survivors here who know his secret.

I think should not be?

After all, the nobles have become minced meat.

However, what you least want to happen will always happen when you least want it to happen.

Not long after, the guards left and returned:

"My Lord Duke! My Lord High Priest! We found several surviving Blood Demon Cultists in the dungeon! They are all in a coma."

Surviving Blood Demon Cultists?

The High Priest's expression changed almost instantly.

The Duke of Borde's expression also became solemn.

He snorted coldly and said angrily:

"These damn bastards...are actually involved with the Blood Demon Cult!"

"If I find out who is the mastermind behind the salon, I will definitely send his whole family to the Inquisition!"

After hearing the old duke's words, the High Priest couldn't help but look at him, and the guard who had returned hurriedly coughed:

"Ahem...My Lord Duke, we...we also found a study in the dungeon, we think...you should go and take a look."

"Study?"

The old duke frowned.

Study?

The High Priest's heart skipped a beat.

...

The two secular rulers and theocracy leaders of Borde soon came to the study in the dungeon.

After looking at the bookshelf full of astrology magic books, the family's astronomical instrument on the desk, and the familiar wizard robe on the hanger, the old duke's expression changed almost instantly.

And when he saw the pile of minced meat on the floor of the study, he fell into complete silence.

After a long time, the old duke sighed softly:

"Master High Priest, let's go."

The two quickly left the study.

As soon as they left, another guard came up to greet them:

"Master Duke! Master High Priest! We found something new here!"

"New things?"

Looking at the study, the duke was obviously absent-minded.

"New things?!"

The high priest became nervous again.

"Here... it looks like some kind of evil ritual."

The guard said respectfully.

Ritual?

The high priest frowned and suddenly had a bad premonition.

Led by the guards, the two worried Chiyang strongmen quickly came to the sacrificial site on the other side of the corridor.

As soon as he saw the iconic demon eye and the altar made of dead bones, the high priest's expression changed completely:

The ritual of preparing for the descent of God!

Damn it! These crazy people from the Blood Demon Cult! They are actually preparing for the descent of God!