The King

  Chapter 57 Redemption

  On the altar, the boys and girls who were crying were silent at this moment. If you observe carefully, you will find that their flesh and blood are being sucked dry rapidly.

  The terrifying scene, if it happened outside, could scare people to death, but in the eyes of the Skull and Bones believers, there was only fanaticism.

  Even the high priest who was trembling before has become energetic now, and his mind is full of how to welcome the arrival of the Skeleton Lord.

  Five sturdy young men broke away from the crowd and walked towards the altar with holy faces, preparing to welcome the arrival of the Skeleton Lord.

  The only Skeleton Master who maintained a trace of rationality, at this moment secretly sighed. The high-level Warcraft could not be delivered, and now only a backup plan can be activated.

  The five people in front of them are already masters of body forging painstakingly cultivated by the Skull and Bones Association, but they are still much weaker than the bodies of monsters.

   How much power it can carry is still unknown. If the deadline is not reached, the Skull and Bones will have to run away again.

  Thinking about the years of wandering and hiding in XZ, the masked man is full of fire.

  If it wasn’t for the fact that he was young and energetic, and took over the task of undercover Skull and Bones in a flash of brain, he should have been a noble trial knight, and he might have become a high-ranking member of the Holy See now.

  It's a pity that once he stumbled and hated through the ages, since he entered the Skull and Bones, he has started a high-level hacking mode. After several power struggles, he accidentally became the boss of the Skull and Bones.

   Fortunately, the Lord of Skeletons is just a false god, and he was fooled by the treasures bestowed by the Holy See. With the cooperation of his former colleagues, he gradually gained power in the meeting by borrowing a knife to kill people.

  I thought the story would end here, but the plan didn't change quickly. In the fantasy, the order of the Holy See to close the net did not come for a long time, but instead received orders to launch rebellions one after another.

  Either I am rebelling every day, or I am on the way to rebellion. In particular, the high-level Holy See who arranged for him to come out as an undercover agent made his identity forgotten after his accidental death two years ago.

  The Holy See must be holy. Collaboration with cults must be carried under the banner of mysterious organizations, and cultivators are installed to become cult bosses. How can it be possible to see the light of the disaster?

  From the moment he put on the mask, he bid farewell to his past life. Thirty years of undercover work has even made him almost forget his own name. There is only one code name known to the outside world—Skeleton Lord.

   Realizing that this is a way of no return, the Skeleton Lord wanted to turn back, but found that there was no way out.

  Why are you all believers in the Lord of Dawn, and everyone else can walk under the sun and be respected by others, but you have to hide in XZ and suffer from inner torment?

  Looking at the transformed skeleton on the altar, the Skeleton Lord, who had no waves in his heart, knew that he had fallen.

  The belief that I thought I was pious was finally shaken in the face of the cruel reality. The unwillingness in his heart turned his nostalgia for the Holy See into hatred, and he wanted revenge.

  Compared to the behemoth of the Holy See, the skeleton will be so weak that it is not worth mentioning. Even if they tried their best, they would at most mess up the two counties. This was based on the premise of the support of the Holy See.

  The disparity in strength between the two sides made the Skeleton Master suppress the idea of ​​turning against the Holy See. Glancing in the direction of the Holy See, he showed a sneer.

  Since you big shots want to bring chaos to all countries in the mainland, then you will simply be fulfilled. It's just that this kind of thing, how can it stay under the table?

  He has thrown out the iconic "Blood Moon Horn". As a mob, the rebels can't hold on for long, and the next thing to look at is the game between the aristocratic coalition forces and the Holy See.

  No matter what the final outcome is, the nobles of the Alpha Kingdom will keep this account on the head of the Holy See. The bad relationship between the two parties is bound to continue to deteriorate in the future.

   It is not extravagant to expect the two sides to turn their faces directly, as long as a nail is buried between the two. Contradictions can be suppressed once or twice, but if they accumulate ten times or eight times, they will eventually explode.

  The Skeleton Lord knew that he should work hard. If he wanted to overthrow the rule of the Holy See and reshape the belief of the Lord of Dawn within his lifetime, he would have to cause more conflicts between the countries on the mainland and the Holy See.

   "As a devout believer of the Lord of Dawn, I can become the Skeleton Lord, so can the followers of the evil **** also become the Pope?

  Yes, it must be so!

  The expulsion of a devout believer like me is all a plot by those demons trying to overthrow the Lord of Dawn. For the Lord of Dawn, their plot must not be allowed to succeed.

  Church of Dawn must be holy, and must not become a place where filth is hidden! It is absolutely not allowed for evil people to usurp power and become the middle and high level of the religion.

  …”

   "Everything is for the Lord of Dawn!"

   "Everything is for the Lord of Dawn!"

  …

  Under constant self-hypnosis, the original shattered belief of the Skeleton Lord has solidified again, and there are even signs of transformation into a saint.

  If people know that the leader of the cult is about to become a saint, I am afraid that there will be a major earthquake on the entire continent. The legitimacy of the Holy See will also be shaken accordingly.

  The shouts of killing are getting closer and closer, and the sacrifice is gradually coming to an end. The skeleton on the altar is undergoing final transformation, only one of the five believers has maintained his body, and the rest have been reduced to skeletons.

  The host chosen by the Skeleton Master actually left a fleshy body, which made all the believers who worshiped the skeleton feel unbelievable. However, their devout belief in the evil **** still allowed them to suppress their inner doubts.

  Suddenly, the black clouds overhead were expelled, and the sun's light scattered, directly igniting the anger of the Skull and Bones cultists.

  The Skeleton Lord has just cast a ray of soul, and the skeleton army on the altar has not yet fully formed, and cannot face the sun at all.

  Certain fragile bone frames have already made a puffing sound at this moment. Although they did not fall apart directly, the evolutionary transformation was interrupted.

   Without the cover of the black cloud, the location of the altar was quickly exposed. The aristocratic coalition forces that invaded the city immediately swarmed from all directions.

   "There is a nasty smell of holy light in the air. It seems that a priest has taken action. The sacrifice continues. Everyone and I will intercept the enemy."

  The Skeleton Lord ordered indifferently.

  Since he made up his mind to subvert the rule of the Holy See and reshape the belief of the Lord of Dawn, the victory or defeat of Dadir City is no longer important to him.

"kill…"

  In an instant, the two sides were already fighting together. Facing the continuous aristocratic coalition forces, the resistance of the Skull and Bones seemed so futile.

   Watching the congregation fall one by one, the Skeleton Lord quietly left the battlefield with his cronies. This is not his war, his battle has just begun.

  The Holy See has fallen. As a devout believer, he cannot fall down until he restores the glory of the Lord of Dawn.

   Without the command of the boss, the Skull and Bones believers who fought on their own were forced to retreat by the coalition forces, and soon retreated to the altar.

   Perhaps sensing the approach of the enemy, the skeleton on the altar, which failed to transform, walked down first, and launched an attack regardless of whether it was the enemy or ourselves.

   Before a group of evil **** believers could breathe a sigh of relief, they were stabbed in the back by their own skeletons, and many of them lost their lives in a daze.

  Desperation spread to the audience, but the Skeleton Master who opened his eyes was very satisfied with his masterpiece, devouring the negative energy generated by everyone in one gulp, and hiccupped uncontrollably.

   Finally escaped from the dark world of the undead and saw the light of day again. The material plane is comfortable, and I enjoyed a big meal as soon as I came out.

  The only thing that displeased him was that this body was too weak, and he couldn't exert his full strength at all.

  (end of this chapter)