Chapter 1280 The High Priest of the "Skull Crusher Band" (2nd Update!)

The Patriarch of the Void - the High Priest of the "Skull Crusher Bandit Group" - Romuald was a little melancholy at this time.

Just like the multiverse, it contains all kinds of civilizations and rules.

And the corresponding chaotic void, of course, also has countless creatures thrown into it.

Some, because of the void's inclusiveness:

Driven by hatred, desire and many other factors, they choose to go to the void.

And some, because of the twisted and powerful power of the void.

Romuald does not belong to the above two.

Strictly speaking, he is a failure to open the way of "failed in entrepreneurship and returned home to inherit a million-dollar family business".

Originally, Romuald studied at a local mage college.

It belongs to the traditional mage sequence with a promising future.

But he was unlucky and happened to catch up with the time and space interaction of the two planes.

The war broke out, and Romuald was also recruited into the army by the kingdom.

The traditional mage path is temporarily unavailable, so it is not bad to take the path of war mage.

Romuald had planned to do so at first.

But obviously, the twists and turns of fate are always far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

During the war, Romuald accidentally discovered a princess of the hostile civilization.

The cold rational thinking of the wizard warned Romuald that he needed to pay attention to the reason why the other party appeared here and the changes around him.

The military honor value of war magic told Romuald what he found:

A walking third-class military merit, or even higher...

Therefore, Romuald made his choice:

He gracefully took off his military uniform, and then fell in love without hesitation as if he was charmed.

If the story ended here, it would be a tortuous but romantic third-rate love story in war.

But obviously, everything is always changing...

The passionate love will eventually burn out the throbbing.

Romuald finally left the princess.

But he couldn't choose to return to his hometown.

At this time, the war between the two civilizations had already entered a white-hot stage.

So, in order to survive.

With nowhere to go, Romuald followed a group of deserters to form a bandit group at the border of civilization.

In order to make it full of deterrence and threat, they named it "Skull Crusher Bandit Group".

It was not until later that someone told Romuald that the bandit group would not call itself a bandit group...

Because he mastered magic and had war experience, Romuald quickly became the core of the bandit group.

Then, he encountered the clearing operation of his hometown civilization...

The bandit group, which did not have so many ambitions, ushered in its demise in a short time.

Romuald, who was captured as a deserter + bandit, was arranged to be executed in the city of his hometown.

Maybe he died at that time, and Romuald felt that he might still leave a legendary name in his hometown.

People always like to myth or beautify things that are dead or gone forever.

Unfortunately, fate is not like this...

Romuald poked his head out from those distant memories, and he looked at the black-robed people who were still whispering in front of him:

"You still haven't come up with a plan?"

Romuald said casually, but the surroundings became silent in an instant.

People lowered their heads, expressing their submission and shame to the high priest.

But the next moment, the head of a black-robed person suddenly exploded!

The hideous blood and residue instantly made the surroundings dirty and hideous!

No one dared to move, even when the filth splashed on them, they were silent.

Romuald looked at them, but his thoughts returned to the distant past.

He did not die in that execution.

His father, whom he had not seen since he was born, brought people to rescue him.

But now looking back, it is hard to say that this is a redemption...

And in the end, before he finished the classic drama of patricide.

His fanatical father was lost forever in the chaotic void.

As the only remaining and rational descendant of the other party, Romuald took over the Void Church of his father and turned it into something that belonged to him completely.

Since taking charge of the Void Sect, Romuald has seen too many eyes.

He saw those full of desire or thirst, and those full of fear or pleading.

Fresh or dry, rational or crazy.

People come into contact with the Void Sect passively or actively for various reasons.

Romuald doesn't like these guys.

They don't know what they are longing for, and they don't understand what they are facing.

A bunch of idiots...

There are too few good hands, and good hands are always full of troubles...

Thinking of this, Romuald shook his head helplessly.

He closed one eye and lay down lazily.

Then the face on his neck woke up:

"The high priest is resting."

He looked at everyone and said.

"Then who can tell me: where is 'him'?"

A man in a black robe stood up with his head bowed:

"Deputy Priest, according to your will, we have bribed a prophet association."

"The latest news they brought: the other party has just completed a hunt, and a high-level legendary Wasilipu beast has been captured."

The head on the neck blinked when he heard it, as if thinking quickly.

"Were we herding it?"

"No, they are in the wild, and they haven't discovered our grazing area yet."

The head on the neck didn't say anything after hearing this, and the scene was a little depressing for a while.

After a long time, it seemed to make a decision:

"Their plan was successful-now, they are safe."

"But we can't, the Vasilipu giant beast will not leave the other party's hunting area."

"We need to find a new way..."

And at this moment, it seemed to think of something.

It tried to move forward, but stopped suddenly after pulling its neck.

The eyes suddenly became cold, looking at the many black robes from the neck:

"Have the targeted knowledge of the Vasilipu giant beast been instilled?"

Another black robe heard this and hurried out to report:

"It has been completed, but the effect is not ideal."

"Chaos distorted the consciousness of these giants. Even if we have tried our best to instill knowledge, they will soon be distorted and assimilated."

The head on the neck moved slightly when he heard this, which was a kind of recognition.

Then, it began to think.

Soon, a long-lost memory emerged in its consciousness:

"Have you found that place?"

"Not yet... not yet, but there are clues - a diary left by a group of crazy void travelers mentioned that place..."

"Diary?"

The head on the neck fell into deep thought after hearing this.

And at this moment, it suddenly looked at the many black robes and asked:

"How many people did my father kill this time?"

"One..."

A black robe said calmly.