Chapter 82 81 Pressure From the Evil God

Chapter 82 -81- Pressure from the Evil God

"Lord Linus, Lord Knight, is he dead?"

The old Duke's expression was a little solemn.

"I'm afraid so. The old man can no longer sense the aura of his faith. Even this holy emblem has been destroyed. I'm afraid not even his soul can be left..."

The high priest looked at the broken holy emblem in his hand and sighed.

"Who did it? Is it related to Bold's vision just now?"

The old Duke became more serious and frowned slightly.

The high priest was silent for a few seconds and shook his head slightly:

"I have no idea……"

"However, the Guardian Holy Emblem worn by Erd is specially made by the Theocracy. It can withstand even the legendary power for a moment... It is impossible for ordinary people to destroy his soul."

"unless……"

The high priest did not continue.

But thinking of the various strange phenomena in the sky of Bold City just now, the Duke of Bold quickly fell silent.

His expression was uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking of.

"The man has already run away. He ran pretty fast. Let's see what traces we can find first. I seem to smell the rotten smell of the undead."

The high priest said.

After speaking, he prayed silently, and the radiance of holiness bloomed in him.

The great priest gently stretched out his hand and sprinkled the light on the ground, and as dots of photons fell to the ground, traces of black breath rose from the soil.

"The power of the undead?"

The old Duke was a little surprised.

As a well-informed Knight of the Sun, he is no stranger to this power.

Although the Holy Royal Court has always emphasized the need to have faith, there are still a considerable number of extraordinary beings and ordinary people who believe in gods in name, but are actually unbelievers.

It is impossible for the Holy Royal Court to check one by one, so there are many similar unbelievers, and after their death, their souls will not return to the kingdom of gods.

If the corpses are not disposed of in time, their souls will linger in the world until they die. Some people who encounter special circumstances will turn into dead spirits.

For this reason, almost any noble territory has had incidents of resurrected undead, and eliminating those resurrected undead is also a common task for demon hunting houses and noble lords.

However, feeling the familiar aura of the undead, the old Duke quickly frowned slightly and felt something was wrong:

"The person fighting the Lord Knight is a high-level undead? Is this impossible?"

"Yes, this is impossible. The holy light of my Holy Royal Court is the best at restraining the undead. Unless the person fighting is a wizard king with legendary strength, no one can defeat Erd in such a short period of time..."

The great priest also shook his head.

The old Duke narrowed his eyes:

"It seems that the other party wants to hide their traces..."

"I'm afraid so."

The high priest nodded and continued to use magic to detect traces of the battle.

"There are no traces left. The power of the undead is most suitable for contamination. The other party should be a habitual offender."

After a moment, he shook his head slightly.

The old Duke frowned:

"What mission is the Lord Knight performing?"

"It should be the president of the Society of Rose Hunters, Sebastian Flameheart."

"The Rose Club, I heard that the Rose Club was re-recognized by the church last night."

The old Duke took a deep look at the High Priest and spoke with profound meaning.

The high priest was silent for a moment and replied:

"This matter has nothing to do with me, and I did not expect that the Rose would be related to Castel, let alone... that the Rose would be able to withstand the test of the Holy Light Trial."

The old Duke was noncommittal, thought for a while, and said:

"It shouldn't be Sebastian."

"I have dealt with him before. He is a very interesting elf."

"That is a staunch unbeliever. He firmly believes that the moon god destroyed the old world, causing the elves to have to wander to the new world."

"Not only did he blaspheme the Moon God believed in on Luna Island, but he was also said to have insulted the Archduke of the Blood Tribe. He is a complete lunatic, but surprisingly he is not bad."

"But... I remember that his power has already fallen down a level."

"It should be something else..."

The high priest did not deny it.

He picked up the broken Holy Emblem again and poured a little sacred power into it.

However, the moment the sacred power entered the Holy Emblem, a palpitating aura suddenly rose from the Holy Emblem.

The breath came and went quickly, disappearing in an instant.

But at that moment, the great priest trembled slightly, as if he heard a majestic scolding from ancient times:

"roll--!"

Under that voice, the great priest's face paled slightly, and his soul was directly hurt.

He threw the broken Holy Emblem out almost instantly, swaying and almost losing his balance.

Seeing the high priest's appearance, the old Duke's eyes twitched.

He subconsciously looked at the Holy Emblem that was thrown on the ground by the other party. He drew out his sword and tried to pick it up, but was instantly stopped by the high priest:

"do not move!"

"Don't touch it!"

"It's contaminated!"

"The evil god...is the power of the evil god! A strange evil god just arrived here!"

The high priest shouted in horror.

Evil God...!

The old Duke's expression suddenly changed.

The high priest then performed a series of sacred purifications on the holy emblem on the ground, and after a long time, he carefully picked it up.

"The breath is gone, He should have gone far."

The high priest breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Duke Bold’s face was a little ugly:

"Is it... the one who represents the thorn rose?"

The high priest was silent.

After a long time, he sighed slightly:

"I am not sure... either."

The old duke was immediately angry:

"Sir Linus, I call you sir because you are a priest of the church!"

"As a priest, you have the obligation to report the matter of the evil god's revival!"

"Except for the Blood Demon Cult, there has been no new cult organization in Bolder for a long time."

"The one who can kill a great knight is most likely the mysterious evil god who represents the thorn rose!"

"It is obvious... after so many days, his power has recovered a lot."

"Sir Linus, this matter can no longer be hidden from the higher-ups."

"I know you want to compete for the position of the chief priest, but this is Bolder! I am the Duke of Bolder! I also need to be responsible to the people of Bolder!"

"If this matter gets out of hand, even if you become the chief priest, you will be investigated and punished! All your efforts will be meaningless!"

After hearing the old duke's words, the high priest's expression was uncertain.

After a long time, he sighed:

"Don't worry, my Lord Duke. I will handle this matter."

"Hmph! Please hurry up!"

The old duke snorted coldly and left.

The high priest looked unhappy as he watched Duke Bolde leave.

He glanced at the broken holy emblem with a gloomy expression. After hesitating for a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind and put it in his arms.

The high priest did not lie to the old duke. He did sense the terrifying aura left by the evil god on the holy emblem.

However, he did not tell the other party that even after many purifications, the aura on the holy emblem did not completely disappear...

This mysterious evil god may be higher than he imagined.

It was so high that even he had a little crazy idea...