Chapter 698

"This is the ceremony of the Red Sand Cult? Are these the followers of the Red Sand Cult? Hmph! It's just a group of headless flies flying around. It's hard to imagine that such a pile of rubbish has ravaged the Red Stone Continent for thousands of years!"

Walking on the blood-soaked canyon altar like a leisurely retreat, Fiske's steps were light and straight. From the beginning to the end, he just glanced at the surrounding "slaughterhouses" in disdain, and then silently walked towards the high platform in the center of the canyon.

As for some pious but overconfident congregants encountered along the way, Fiske simply killed them, almost every step he took, he would step over a fragmented corpse.

The center of the altar is where the old priest and the "Holy Maiden" are located. Fiske will give priority to killing these two key figures now.

The purpose of killing the old priest was to completely collapse the chaotic followers of Chisha God Sect, while killing the "Saint" who was still a little girl was to ensure that the "Chisha Cult" lost the chance to make a comeback.

Fiske had heard of the reputation of the "Saint" of the "Chisha Sect". According to legend, the saint named Gloria was the one with the most spiritual aptitude discovered in the thousands of years of history of the Red Stone Plane. For a good creature, if she is allowed to grow, it is tantamount to letting Chisha Sect have a leader who is destined to reach the master level in the future.

Of course, Fiske couldn't tolerate this kind of thing, so he wanted to kill the "Holy Maiden" at its weakest budding stage, and never give the Chisha Cult a chance to revive.

"Mad believers are a group of evil lunatics, even a little girl... from the moment she joins a cult and becomes a believer, she is a crazy and dangerous enemy"!

Convincing himself firmly with his eyes, Fisk began to speed up his pace.

Due to the collapse of the followers of the Red Sand God Cult, the only few official-level priests were unexpectedly not good at fighting, so now Fisk's soldiers hardly need the help of this master-level "general" to fight The ghosts and wolves howled when the enemy killed them.

Now, Fiske only needs to kill the last two spiritual symbols of the "Chisha Cult", and the suppression this time can be successfully completed!

but…………

Will things really go that smoothly?

After all, Fiske is still a somewhat reckless combatant. He doesn't understand what kind of hole cards a cult that relies on the gods may have, and it is even more impossible to understand what kind of obsession a group of lunatics will have.

In his opinion, the old priest and the "saint" must be trying their best to escape at this time, and all he needs to be prepared for is that they took out some kind of magical equipment to escape.

But... the development of the situation is quite different from what this "general" imagined.

In fact, "escape" is always a non-existent word in the minds of fanatics. The courage brought by faith can make a fanatic who is only an ordinary person face the top powerhouse without the slightest fear. Of course, the old priest He will not be afraid of Fiske's arrival because of the huge gap in strength.

Therefore, when Fisk's footsteps were about a kilometer away from the center of the altar, the old man in a deep red sacrificial robe with an extremely solemn expression was already far away from a road that was deliberately given up by believers. I have been staring at this majestic "general" from afar.

"Old man, you didn't escape like a bereaved dog? It's really beyond my expectation, but the moment of justice has come, and evil like you will be punished!"

Looking at the old priest with a victorious attitude, Fisk raised the long sword casually.

Although the righteous general was speaking to the old priest on the surface, in fact he was concentrating on targeting the Holy Maiden of Gloria who was still on the altar with his fighting spirit.

Even though the old priest had "sent" him to the front, Fiske still thought it was just a ploy to buy time for the "Holy Maiden" to evacuate. After all, as a confident master fighter, he can now be sure that the It is impossible for the old priest who is so close to escape, so the only thing he has to guard against is the Holy Maiden Gloria on the high platform.

"Tune the tiger away from the mountain? It's just a trick, I locked all my perceptions on that little lunatic, and I want to see how this so-called "saint" can escape."

This is Fiske's thinking and his actions.

Now he is pointing at the old priest just for show, he can't tolerate letting go of any congregation of the Chisha cult, especially that Go Lanya who has excellent qualifications and great influence!

But... as the saying goes, "It's hard to guard against falsehoods and realities", Fiske, who thought he was careful, made a wrong judgment after all.

After a second or two passed, neither the old priest nor the saint who was sitting firmly on the high platform suddenly broke out and escaped by any means as Fisk imagined, especially the old priest with cloudy eyes-this old man who couldn't see clearly He has been staring straight at this confident general.

"Hehehe, General Fiske, how exhausted you are after coming so far, why don't you just rest here for a while."

Without any warning, suddenly, the old priest who had been silent all this time let out a sinister laugh.

At the same time, under the ground where Fiske is now, a small magical scroll without any energy fluctuations silently turned into fly ash and slowly dissipated in the soil.

"It's not good, it's tricked"!

Even though there was no fatal feeling, Fiske still burst out of fighting spirit in horror and tried to leave the place, because the general who suddenly withdrew his perception had already felt a non-threatening but rather strange aura spreading around him.

It was only then that he realized that it wasn't the saint on the high platform who had actually come to arrange the means, but the old priest who seemed to be bent on death!

And it seems that the last resort they arranged was not to escape, but to... trap themselves!

"Trap me, and then try to escape? What a beautiful idea! Let General Ben die"!

Realizing that he had been tricked, Fiske's eyes were tearing open. The general, who attaches great importance to glory, couldn't imagine how embarrassing he and his family would be if the two scourges of the saint and the old priest escaped.

Therefore, the moment he felt the strange aura suddenly pervade, Fiske made up his mind to attack the "Holy Maiden" no matter what, and he even hesitated to slow down his movements for half a beat.

"This is my mistake, but I can't bear such a mistake! Even if I resist a dirty trick, I still have to make a move! This saint with great potential must die!"

Accompanied by Fiske's roar, the violent fighting spirit blade flew towards the center of the altar at high speed following his guidance. In front of this sharp energy blade, even the thick and hard rock was easily cut in half.

At this moment, Fiske, who had never regarded the Chisha Sect as an opponent from the beginning to the end, finally lost his confident attitude that everything was under control.