Witch Hunter from Entry to Unemployment

Chapter 252 Eternal Apostle

In the dim room, Arnold was crouching in front of the case. The current president of the Hunting Court always seemed to have endless work to do.

What's a little weird is that his huge orange eyes don't seem to be staring at the table. Instead, they are constantly rolling and turning, as if they are looking elsewhere.

True Eyes Arnold, no one knows what kind of extraordinary creature the eyeballs he transplanted belong to, and there are many versions about his abilities. Some say that under his eyes, all disguises are invisible, while others say that his

His eyes can see the future, so all decisions he makes are correct.

No one has seen him take action, but since he took over the hunting court, the situation of the hunting court has indeed improved a lot, which has also led to him having many followers, and the position of the court president is also very stable.

The sound of howling wind came from outside the window. Although the Eternal Forest has undergone earth-shaking changes, that power can only affect the environment near the forest. The seasons here have not been forcibly reversed.

We are now in the transition period between spring and winter. Although the weather is gradually getting warmer, the temperature at night is still very low.

Arnold put down what he was doing, and his big orange eyes stopped moving, looking straight ahead.

The spacious room was filled with people at some point, wearing black robes and covering their entire bodies.

They stood on the left and right sides of Arnold respectively, with their bodies leaning slightly forward and their heads slightly lowered, like devout believers.

Among these men in black robes, facing Arnold, stood a man in black robes. The black hood covered the upper half of his face, revealing his pale chin and bloodless lips.

"You shouldn't have come."

As if he was not surprised by the arrival of these people in front of him, Arnold spoke expressionlessly.

"How could we, the Eternal Apostles, turn a blind eye to such a major event as the death of our Lord's clone?"

The man in black robe said softly. He put a hand on his chest, his body was shaking slightly, and he seemed to be in great grief.

"How can you be sure that the person who died was the clone and not the original person?"

"How can eternity fall?"

"But the truth has fallen."

"Just a false god."

Arnold sneered, shook his head, lowered his head and no longer looked at the man in black robe standing in front of him.

"Go back, everyone. He is not just a favored person of the Star and Moon Goddess. He is most likely a vessel, a vessel capable of divine descent."

"Then we can't keep him in the world, and the container next to him also needs to be recycled. The time for counterattack has come, and the false gods must not be allowed any chance to influence the human world."

"Extremely stupid."

"Don't forget that you are also a believer in our Lord."

"I only believe in myself."

"If you really only believed in yourself, you wouldn't sit back and watch the artificial witch plan progress. You also want to master this power, don't you?"

The man in black robe seemed a little noncommittal to Arnold's answer. He took a few steps back, slowly blended into the shadows with the men in black robes in two rows, and then disappeared.

"A group of pathetic guys. The original has never recognized you, and the counterattack has nothing to do with you. No matter whether they are gods or witches, you are just insects in their eyes."

Arnold lowered his head again, muttered to himself, and then he sneered.

"I'm a bug too."

The room became quiet again, as if nothing happened just now.

In the hotel, in the luxurious room where Li Xun and others were.

Luo Erwei, who was lying in his arms, suddenly opened her eyes, and the girl seemed to have discovered something.

"What's wrong."

"There are bugs."

"What bug?"

"The twisted flavor of eternity should be that guy's believer."

Irene had no reaction, but Nora couldn't sit still.

"Believers of the Eternal Witch? Witch worshipers, where are they?"

"Isn't the Eternal Witch dead? When the God of Truth died, he obviously made such a big noise, and his God's Beloved even self-destructed. If the Eternal Witch dies, doesn't her followers have any impact?

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"This is the difference between witches and gods. Witches cannot accept the power of faith, and the prayers of so-called believers have no effect at all. There is no relationship between them and witches at all."

"In other words, witches don't need believers?"

"There is no way for a witch to have followers. No matter what those witch worshipers do, they only entertain themselves."

"The Lord really doesn't care now."

Li Xun shook his head, inexplicably feeling pity for these witch worshipers.

"It can't be said that it is completely useless. After turning from a witch to a god, these believers will be useful. They can be regarded as the initial team."

Li Xun expressed doubts about whether there are really normal people among these witch worshipers.

At the same time, outside the hotel, several men in black robes had surrounded the place.

"My Lord Bishop, I can confirm that that man lives here."

"My Lord Bishop, what are you going to do next? Do you want to do it in secret?"

The black-robed bishop raised his head, looked at the hotel in front of him, and then slowly raised his hand.

"The city is celebrating, these stupid people are celebrating, but what they don't know is that eternity will not die."

The raised palms were clenched tightly, and then the air around him shrank violently, and the location of the hotel was shattered like a mirror.

"Let them recall the fear of being dominated by eternity."

Screams rang out, and the sudden attack obviously caught many people by surprise.

A powerful momentum just rose up in the center of the city, but before it had time to lock in, it quickly dissipated again.

"Yes, Arnold, your choice did not disappoint me."

The black-robed bishop looked towards the center of the city, then nodded with satisfaction.

On the other side, in the city hall, Brooke looked puzzled at the sudden appearance of the court president who stopped him from taking action.

"Your Majesty, why don't you let me take action?"

"There is no need, they are here for the one favored by God."

"Then shouldn't it be more important for us to help?"

"That's why it's not necessary. The other party is from the Eternal Faction of the Witch Cult. This is all the result of the God's Favored One."

Brooke opened his mouth. He wanted to ask the president how he knew the identity of the attacker. But at this moment, the hotel that was attacked not far away suddenly recovered.

The broken house and the broken space were repaired out of thin air, as if time had gone back.

(End of chapter)