This scene happened quite unexpectedly.
Looking at the vengeful spirit rushing towards the high priest, everyone was almost stunned.
The high priest snorted coldly, and holy light burst out from his body. He was about to use divine magic to purify these resentful spirits who overestimated their own capabilities.
However... before he could make a move, the vengeful spirits that were rushing towards him suddenly disappeared.
Only the high priest was left, and he froze in place, ready to cast his magic.
Everyone's eyes fell on him, and they all felt a little weird.
In fact, although the vengeful spirit just rushed towards the high priest, no one thought that the target was really him, the priest.
However, the high priest's proactive action made the atmosphere suddenly become subtle.
The looks from the crowd became increasingly weird.
Even if the undead suddenly disappeared while rushing forward.
But the reaction of the high priest gave people the feeling that he subconsciously believed that these vengeful spirits were directed at him.
In other words, it gives people a guilty conscience.
The high priest also realized his own mistake and quickly frowned to make amends:
"This cultist has gone mad..."
"The Undead Scourge is getting out of control. If it continues like this, innocent people may be harmed. We must stop it!"
However, as if to go against him, the blood demon cultist said fanatically:
"Hurt innocent people?"
"No… "
"Your Majesty is fair. Only those sinners will be avenged by the dead!"
Looking at the blood demon cultist who seemed to be talking nonstop, the high priest decisively used a holy fire to burn the other party to ashes.
Then, he ordered the Demon Hunter:
"The Blood Demon Cult's words cannot be trusted..."
"Kara, take the Demon Hunters and quickly catch up with those evil spirits. We can't let the danger spread any further!"
The high priest looked solemn and righteous.
However, after hearing his words, the female captain, who was always quick to act, did not set off immediately.
Kara looked at him silently, as if waiting for more explanations, while the high priest frowned and urged unhappily:
"Kara? Why don't you send someone over quickly?"
"Yes, sir..."
Under pressure from the high priest, Kara finally withdrew her gaze and left with the Demon Hunter.
But the high priest knew that his mistake just now would eventually leave sequelae.
Once estrangement and suspicion are formed, it is difficult to erase them.
"Master High Priest, didn't you say that we should not act rashly to avoid angering the person behind the scenes?"
Looking at the high priest with a bad expression, Duke Bold narrowed his eyes and said quietly.
The high priest was silent.
He glanced at the manor which was gradually returning to normal after the ghost left, and said with an idea:
"Her aura has disappeared. The evil god... should have left."
After hearing his words, the Duke also focused his attention on the manor and found that indeed, after the vengeful spirits scattered, the evil spirit shrouding the manor began to dissipate rapidly.
"So that's how it is. I thought... you also participated in the Drunken Dream Salon and were hunted down by the vengeful spirits..."
The old duke chuckled and said.
The high priest's expression suddenly turned ugly:
"Your Excellency the Duke, cultists are best at deceiving people and sowing discord. I think you should know this too."
"You are right."
The old duke nodded.
As he spoke, he looked towards the manor where the evil spirit had erupted:
"Since the evil god has left, let's go and take a look."
After he finished speaking, without waiting for the high priest to respond, he jumped up and, with the help of the external source of power, flew towards the manor first.
Looking at the Duke's indifferent expression, the high priest was not in a good mood.
If possible, he did not want to go forward with the other party, but hoped to go first and erase all the evidence related to him.
But now, he is in a difficult situation.
With a gloomy face, he quickly caught up.
Two powerful Chiyang warriors quickly entered the manor.
After the disaster of the undead, the manor has turned into a hell on earth.
A strong smell of blood hit me in the face, and the entire ground was stained red with blood.
There were no living nobles to be seen in the hall. One could only vaguely make out fragments of gorgeous clothing among the piles of minced meat and debris on the ground.
However, from the empty iron cages in the hall, the beds and chairs that still have some traces left on them, and the various torture instruments and toys, one can vaguely tell where this place used to be.
"It seems that this is indeed the venue for the Drunken Dream Salon..."
Duke Bold frowned.
"Go search and see if there are any survivors!"
He turned around and gave orders to the city guards who had caught up with him.
The high priest hesitated to speak, wanting to stop the guards' search.
However, looking at Duke Bold who was in the lead, he could only swallow his words in the end.
His strength is not much stronger than the Duke.
He has missed the best time.
He knew that Duke Bold already suspected that he was related to the Drunken Dream Salon.
If we stop them now, it will only make them more suspicious.
The high priest can only hope that there are no survivors here who know his secret.
I think should not be
After all, the nobles have been reduced to minced meat.
However, the thing you least want to happen always happens when you least want it to happen.
Not long after, the guards returned:
"Your Excellency the Duke! Your Excellency the High Priest! We found several surviving Blood Demon Cultists in the dungeon! They are all in a coma."
A surviving Blood Demon Cultist
The high priest's expression changed almost instantly.
Duke Bold's expression also became serious.
He snorted coldly and said angrily:
"These damn bastards... are actually involved with the Blood Demon Cult!"
"If I find out who is the mastermind behind Sharon, I will send his entire family to the court!"
After hearing what the old duke said, the high priest couldn't help but look at him, and the guard who had returned immediately coughed:
"Ahem... Your Excellency the Duke, we... we also found a study in the dungeon, and we thought... you should go and take a look."
"study?"
The old duke frowned.
study
The high priest's heart skipped a beat.
…
The two secular rulers and theocracy of Bold soon came to the study in the dungeon.
Looking at the bookshelves full of astrology and magic books, his own family's planetarium on the desk, and the not-so-strange wizard robe on the clothes rack, the old duke's expression changed almost instantly.
But when he saw the pile of minced meat on the floor of the study, he fell into complete silence.
After a long time, the old duke sighed:
"Master High Priest, let's go."
The two of them quickly left the study.
As soon as they left, another guard came to greet them:
"Your Excellency the Duke! Your Excellency the High Priest! We have discovered something new here!"
"New things?"
Looking around the study, the Duke was obviously distracted.
"New things?!"
The high priest became nervous again.
"Over here... it's like some kind of evil ritual."
The guard said respectfully.
ceremony
The high priest frowned and suddenly had a bad feeling.
Led by the guards, the two powerful Chiyang warriors, who were full of worries, soon arrived at the sacrificial site on the other side of the corridor.
As soon as he saw the iconic demon eye and the altar made of dry bones, the high priest's expression changed completely:
God's Descendant Offering Ceremony!
Damn it! These lunatics from the Blood Demon Cult are actually preparing for a divine descent!