Damn it, hasn’t this evil god already left Polder
Why are you back again?!
The high priest was terrified.
He felt that he had been very unlucky recently. Ever since the Blood Demon Case at Castel Manor, he had been having bad luck. Today, he felt that everything in Bold was beyond his control!
Looking at the manor in the distance that was emitting evil spirit, he was shocked, scared and angry.
He didn't dare to move forward, fearing that he would follow in the footsteps of the great knight, nor did he dare to leave, fearing that after the evil god left, all his secrets would be exposed...
Until Duke Bold also arrived.
"Your Excellency the High Priest."
Seeing the high priest, the old duke saluted.
Suppressing his anxiety, the high priest returned the greeting with difficulty:
"Your Excellency the Duke..."
The old duke withdrew his gaze and looked at the manor in the distance.
His expression gradually became serious:
"It's the summons of the dead..."
"Such a large-scale summoning of the dead, how many dead souls did the necromancer behind this collect?"
"Master High Priest, we must stop him!"
However, after he finished speaking, he saw that the high priest did not take any action.
The old duke frowned, noticing that something was wrong with the other party's expression:
"High Priest?"
After a moment of silence, the high priest said dryly:
"This is not an ordinary summoning of the dead..."
"I sensed her presence... She was inside, and she was the one driving everything!"
"she?"
Duke Bold was slightly stunned, but quickly grasped the key.
"That evil god?!"
His expression suddenly changed.
The high priest took a deep breath and nodded slightly:
"Your Excellency the Duke..."
"I'm afraid this undead disaster is no longer something we can intervene in."
The old duke was immediately furious:
"Do you mean to indulge the evil god's rampage? The calamity of the Fire Demon ten years ago destroyed half of the city of Boulder. Is it going to happen again today?"
The high priest looked at him deeply:
"Sir Andre, if you want, go ahead and do it yourself, as long as you are not afraid of ending up like Erde."
"What we need to do now is not to use eggs to hit stones, not to stop her, but to evacuate nearby residents as soon as possible to prevent them from being affected by this disaster!"
The old duke looked solemn.
Although they were reluctant to admit it, the power of this mysterious evil god was beyond their ability to deal with.
This evil god... is definitely not the kind of evil god that has just revived and whose power has not been restored, and even ordinary extraordinary people have the opportunity to seal it!
Her strength is already strong enough. If we really want to deal with her, we must rely on the legends sent by the parish!
"I will arrange for people to evacuate the nearby residents as soon as possible, but please also arrange for priests to arrange divine spells as soon as possible!"
Duke of Bold said.
However, after hearing his words, the high priest shook his head:
"No, we don't need to use magic, that would only further anger her..."
As he spoke, he looked deeply at the old prince and said meaningfully:
"Your Excellency the Duke, even if she is an evil god, she is still a transcendent myth, and myths... we should be in awe."
The old duke frowned.
He just felt that the high priest's attitude today was quite strange, and his words were quite cautious.
Not only did the Holy Royal Court not have the usual disgust and hostility towards the evil god, but there was instead a strange kind of respect for him.
He chewed on the meaning of the other person's words, and gradually he came to his senses...
Evil god!
Now there is an evil god hiding in the manor!
The power of the evil god is unimaginable to mortals.
Every word they say now may be heard by the other party!
The reason why the high priest changed his usual tone was probably to reduce the other party's attention.
After realizing this problem, the old duke suddenly felt his scalp tingling and he wanted to turn around and leave immediately.
Because he realized that he was most likely under the gaze of the evil god, and his life and death might all depend on the other party's thoughts.
"Don't worry. Since you and I are still standing here, it at least means... as long as we don't actively offend her, she doesn't want to bother with us."
"We... just need to wait until she finishes what she wants to do and leaves."
As if noticing the old duke's nervousness, the high priest spoke to comfort him.
It seems like comforting the other person, but also like comforting yourself.
After hearing the words of the high priest, Duke Bold felt more at ease.
However, looking at the natural disaster spirits that seemed to be confined to the manor despite their might, he became confused again:
"But... why did she choose this place? What is her purpose?"
"Where do these undead souls come from?"
The high priest was silent.
The actions of gods are not wasted, they often have their own meaning.
Although he had no idea why this evil god suddenly went crazy, he could roughly guess what it was related to...
Not only that, combined with the hidden secrets of the manor, he also roughly guessed the origins of these resurrected undead.
Of course, he wouldn't say this.
However, the high priest did not say it, but someone else said it for him:
"Why did you choose this place? Maybe... because this place is full of depravity and evil. This is where the Drunken Dream Salon is held!"
The two Chiyangs turned around at the same time, and saw that the Demon Hunter and the City Guards had finally arrived.
The Demon Hunter Captain Kara dismounted and saluted the two men. A black cat jumped off her horse. It was Nice.
And the one who just spoke was also Nice.
"Nice?"
The high priest narrowed his eyes.
Nice cleared his throat and said:
"Your Excellency the High Priest, Your Excellency the Duke..."
"We have received reports that some nobles are holding an evil and corrupt party here and are colluding with the Blood Demon Cult..."
"On the way here, we also rescued several girls who escaped, and even captured a cultist who rebelled against the Blood Demon Cult. This has been confirmed."
After hearing its words, the high priest's expression tensed and the old duke's eyes fixed.
He looked towards the manor that was still shrouded in evil spirit:
"Drunken Dream Salon? So... all the people in there are nobles?!"
"Well, Zuimeng Salon, according to the rebellious Blood Demon Cultists, the cases of missing children and Blood Demons that have continued in Boulder over the years are all related to him."
The black cat said with a solemn expression and a sense of justice.
As it spoke, it said to the Demon Hunter behind it:
"Bring up that blood demon cultist."
A blood demon cultist with a dull look in his eyes was soon brought over.
Nice jumped in front of him and ordered:
"Go ahead, tell His Excellency the Duke and His Excellency the High Priest what happened here."
After hearing its words, the Blood Demon Cultist raised his head.
His eyes were dull and his expression quickly became frenetic, which was obviously abnormal:
"Revenge! It's revenge!"
"Your Majesty listened to the girls' pain and despair, and granted them a chance for revenge!"
After hearing the words of the Blood Demon Cultist, the high priest's expression changed slightly.
The next moment, the evil spirit shrouding the manor suddenly changed, and hideous ghosts flew into the sky and flew towards various places in Boulder City...
One of the vengeful spirits suddenly rushed towards the high priest!