Tome of Blood

Damn it, hasn't this evil god already left Boulder?

Why are you back again? !

The great priest was terrified.

He felt that he was really unlucky and unlucky during this period of time. Ever since the Gorefiend case in Castel Manor, his luck had not been going well. Today, he felt that everything in Boulder was faintly beyond his control. !

Looking at the evil-looking manor in the distance, he was shocked, frightened and angry.

He neither dared to step forward, afraid of following in the footsteps of the great knight, nor dared to leave, afraid that after the evil god left, all his secrets would be exposed...

Until the Duke of Bold also rushed over.

"My lord priest."

Seeing the great priest, the old prince saluted.

Suppressing the anxiety in his heart, the great priest replied with difficulty:

"Your Excellency the Duke..."

The old prince withdrew his gaze, and his eyes fell on the manor in the distance.

His expression gradually became serious:

"It's the call of the undead..."

"Such a large-scale undead summoning, how many undead souls did the necromancer behind collect?"

"My lord, we must stop him!"

However, after finishing speaking, he saw that the great priest did not act.

The old duke frowned, noticing something was wrong with the other party's expression:

"My lord priest?"

After a moment of silence, the great priest said dryly:

"This is not an ordinary undead summon..."

"I feel the breath that belongs to him...he is in it, and it is everything he inspires!"

"Him?"

Duke Bold was slightly taken aback, and quickly grasped the key.

"That evil god?!"

His face suddenly changed.

The great priest took a deep breath and nodded slightly:

"Your Excellency the Duke..."

"I'm afraid this disaster of the undead is beyond our ability to intervene."

The old prince was suddenly angry:

"Do you mean to indulge the evil gods?! The Balrog disaster ten years ago has already destroyed half of Boulder City. Is it going to happen again today?"

The great priest gave him a deep look:

"Your Excellency Andre, if you want, you can do it yourself, as long as you are not afraid of ending up like Erde."

"What we have to do now is not to hit the stone with an egg, not to stop him, but to evacuate the nearby people as soon as possible to prevent being affected by this disaster!"

The old prince looked serious.

Although unwilling to admit it, the power of this mysterious evil god has exceeded their ability to deal with it.

This evil god... is by no means the kind of evil god that has just recovered and has not recovered its power, and even ordinary transcendents have a chance to seal it!

His strength is already strong enough, if you really want to deal with it, you must rely on the legend sent by the diocese!

"I will arrange manpower to evacuate the nearby residents as soon as possible, but please also arrange priests as soon as possible to arrange divine spells!"

Duke Bold said.

However, after hearing his words, the great priest shook his head:

"No, we don't need to deploy divine spells, that will only anger him further..."

As he spoke, he took a deep look at the old prince and said meaningfully:

"Your Excellency, even if He is an evil god, he is still a transcendent myth, and a myth...we should be in awe."

The old prince frowned.

He only felt that the great priest's attitude today was quite strange, and his words were also quite cautious.

Not only is there no aversion and hostility towards evil gods from the holy royal court in normal times, but there is a strange respect in it.

Chewing on the meaning of the other party's words, he gradually came back to it...

Cthulhu!

Now there is a descending evil god hidden in the manor!

The power of evil gods is unimaginable to mortals.

Every word they say now may be heard by the other party!

The reason why the great priest changed his usual tone was probably to reduce the other party's attention.

After realizing this problem, the old prince suddenly felt his scalp go numb, wishing he could turn around and leave immediately.

Because he realized that he might already be under the gaze of the evil god, and his life and death might all depend on the other's thought.

"Don't worry, since you and I are still standing here, at least it means...as long as we don't take the initiative to offend Him, He doesn't want to talk to us either."

"We...just wait for him to finish what he wants to accomplish and leave."

Seemingly seeing the nervousness of the old duke, the great priest comforted him.

It seems to be comforting the other party, but also seems to be comforting yourself.

After hearing the words of the great priest, Duke Bold felt more at ease.

However, looking at the undead from natural disasters, which seemed to be confined to the manor, although they were so powerful, he became puzzled again:

"But... why did he choose this place? What is his purpose?"

"Where did these undead... come from?"

The great priest was silent.

The actions of the gods will not be aimless, and often have their own meaning.

Although he didn't know why this evil god had a sudden convulsion, he could roughly guess what it was related to...

Not only that, combined with the dark secrets of the manor, he also roughly guessed the origin of these revived undead.

Of course, he won't say these things.

However, the great priest didn't say it, but someone said it for him:

"Why did you choose this place? Probably... because it's full of depravity and evil. This is the venue for the Drunk Dream Salon!"

The two Chi Yang turned their heads at the same time, only to see that the witcher knights and the city guards had finally arrived slowly.

Kara, the leader of the Demon Hunter, got off her horse and saluted the two of them. A black cat jumped off her horse. It was Niss.

And the one who spoke just now was also Nice.

"Nice?"

The great priest narrowed his eyes.

Nice cleared his throat and said:

"Your Excellency the Great Priest, Your Excellency the Duke..."

"We have received a report that some nobles are holding an evil and depraved party here, and they are in collusion with the Blood Demon Sect..."

"On the way here, we also rescued several girls who escaped, and even captured a cultist who rebelled against the Blood Demon Sect. It has been confirmed."

After hearing what it said, the great priest's expression tightened, while the old duke's gaze was fixed.

He looked at the manor that was still shrouded in evil spirits:

"Drunk Dream Salon? So... all the people in it are nobles?!"

"Well, Drunken Dream Salon, according to the rebellious Gorefiend followers, all the cases of missing children and Gorefiends in Boulder over the years are related to it."

The black cat said with a solemn expression and a sense of justice.

Saying that, it said to the witcher knight behind him:

"Bring that Gorefiend cultist up here."

A Gorefiend cultist with dull eyes was quickly brought over.

Nice jumped in front of him and ordered:

"Speak, tell Your Excellency the Duke and the High Priest what happened here."

After hearing its words, the Gorefiend cultivator raised his head.

His eyes were dull, and his expression quickly fell into a frenzy, which was obviously abnormal:

"Revenge! It's revenge!"

"The great crown listened to the pain and despair of the girls, and gave them a chance for revenge!"

After hearing the words of the Gorefiend disciples, the expression of the great priest changed slightly.

The next moment, the evil spirit shrouded in the manor suddenly changed, and one after another of ferocious resentful spirits flew into the sky, flying towards all parts of Boulder City...

One of the resentful spirits rushed towards the great priest!