Chapter 153 A Large Group of Priests Gathered

The cold atmosphere gradually filled the dark cave, making the cave even more gloomy.

In fact, the momentum is even more exaggerated than last time!

"Again?"

The moment he woke up, he knew that those ghosts were here.

At the same time, he became more certain about his guess.

It is very possible that he really provoked something because of the resurrection of the dead, so he is like this endlessly.

Just as he was meditating, suddenly a strong wind blew around him, and a large amount of black mist filled the cave.

One after another, their bodies were illusory, skinny and rotten, like undead spirits covered in a layer of skin, crawling out of the cave walls.

Looking up, there were at least a dozen of them!

The first time they came out, they looked at him lying among the dead leaves with greedy and jealous eyes.

The next second, amid the shrill whistling sounds, they stretched out their skinny hands and rushed towards him at high speed.

It seemed that they were preparing to rush directly into his body and forcefully take his soul out of his body.

It's a pity that if it was the first time, maybe they would have succeeded. Facing a dozen undead, he would really be in a hurry, and even forcibly upgrade the witch bloodline to repel them.

Now……

A layer of blue-purple witch energy blocked their claws, causing their swooping to fail.

One after another, the eyes of the undead showed astonishment and dullness.

What's this?

A newborn baby?

Blocked their attack?

It’s so outrageous that his mother opened the door for outrageous things!

Even if they are undead, they have never seen such outrageous things.

In the next second, these dozen undead souls would not wait to do anything else.

The surging witch energy surged out of Su Xing's body.

boom!

The blue-purple witch energy spread towards them, wrapping them up in an instant, making them unable to move.

Under the shocked and disbelieving eyes of the undead, under the awakening thoughts.

Their illusory bodies moved, and they were squeezed into a ball without any resistance.

One by one, the undead struggled, their withered hands baring their teeth and claws, trying to rush out.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard they struggled, it was in vain.

The next second, their bodies compressed toward the middle amid howls.

boom!

Invisible wave spread.

These dozen dark undead souls were compressed into a black energy the size of a table tennis ball.

In this case, they naturally die and cannot die again.

As soon as Su Xing's heart moved, the black energy ball flew into his hand and was caught by his young right hand.

Wisps of pure energy continued to seep into his body, and were quickly absorbed and refined by him.

While absorbing energy, he woke up and frowned, murmuring, "I don't know if this is the last time..."

Although he can still deal with these now, if he continues, he is not sure whether he can be as relaxed as now.

After thinking for a while and feeling the black ball that had disappeared on his right hand, he stopped thinking about it.

No matter what, as long as he can't be killed, these dead souls will only become his energy in the end.

While he was thinking, his father Raymond, who was outside the cave entrance, also faintly heard some movement.

However, because the battle progressed too quickly and ended like a crushing blow, he only thought it was the sound of wind and did not think of anything else.

…

other side.

The town of Tevin.

church.

At this moment, dozens of monks, nuns, and six priests were gathering in the church.

Looking at the dark crowd in front of them, Father Niccolò and Father Milo's eyes flashed with anticipation.

A few days ago, after returning in embarrassment, after some discussions, Father Milo finally refused to give up his merits and asked the bishop for help.

Finally, they turned to a few priest friends nearby for help.

After several days, a group of them finally gathered together.

A young priest named Levin, who was in his twenties, asked doubtfully, "Father Milo, is the witch you talk about really that powerful?"

"I heard from you that she is very young, only in her thirties, maybe. Even if you two join forces, you can only be on a par with her?"

Another priest named Qiaoao solemnly commented, "This witch is really powerful..."

Under the gazes of one after another, Father Milo and Father Niccolò quickly explained the process briefly.

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Father Niccolò was okay, but Father Milo described the process as full of ups and downs and dangers.

"Finally, with the strength of the two of us, we are only a little short of defeating that witch!"

As he said that, Father Milo's face was full of regret, "If we weren't worried about the safety of the monks and sisters, that witch would have been caught and burned to death by us!"

As soon as this series of words came out, his friends showed surprise on their faces and exclaimed, which made Father Niccolò extremely embarrassed.

At this time, Father Milo said excitedly, "Now that there are so many of us, that evil witch is bound to disappear under the light!"

Although his story was a bit of artistic bragging, in his opinion, it was really just a matter of just one or two more people, and that powerful witch could be eliminated!

And, just to be on the safe side, he called two more priests this time!

With so many monks and nuns, and six of their priests here, where else could the witch escape?

Father Milo thought expectantly.

The other priests were also very happy.

Destroying a powerful witch is a good thing and a great achievement!

They were all touched that Father Milo and the other two could think of them.

After discussing for a while, they couldn't wait to walk out of the church in a grand manner.

As soon as they walked out, the residents of Tewen saw them.

On both sides of the town road.

Men, women, old and young looked at them curiously.

"Is it Father Nicolo and his team?"

"So many people, are they going to destroy the witch?"

"Hiss, God, six priests? It seems that Father Nicolo and his team are determined to destroy the witch!"

"Do you think the witch will be destroyed?"

Along the way, all the men, women, old and young who saw them were talking about it.

In the past few days, the process of Father Nicolo and his team destroying the evil witch was almost clear to them after being told by some big mouths.

They also knew that Father Niccolo and Father Miro had fought the witch to a draw.

Now seeing these six priests and a large group of monks and nuns, they all felt that the witch was in danger and might be finished.

Some town residents who often went to the dense forest to find the witch and seek youth, money, power, etc. from her looked a little flustered.

Some even had flickering eyes, and wanted to tip off the witch because they didn't want her to die.

Amidst the different gazes, Father Niccolo and others walked out of the town.