"I'm very sorry, Your Majesty." An elderly man on the side bowed his head deeply, "I will send someone to the Church of the Night immediately. I will collect it before the characteristics are released."
George III became even more furious: "Recycle? How do you recycle? That damn cultist is still destroying the Church of the Night! Can your people deal with him?!"
"By the time he dies, his characteristics will have been damn numbered!"
The people around him fell into silence again.
Broken ceramic pieces made this shiny conference room look like a mess.
Only the king's question echoed: "You give me a plan? Ah! Didn't you talk a lot when dividing the gold pounds?!"
Still silent.
A few seconds later, on the verge of George III smashing the furnishings again, the royal angel at the side, Drink Augustus, spoke slowly: "Your Majesty, it's useless for you to reprimand them, the matter is a done deal.
"
"Fortunately, weakening the power of the Church of the Night is also beneficial to us. Even if they learn something, it will be difficult for them to have an effective influence on us after they are weak."
"What's more, the intruder this time obviously intends to break into his temple."
"If they fall, they will have no chance to deal with us. Their followers will all flow to other churches, and the power of the goddess will be reduced accordingly, and she will not be able to stop your promotion."
"Instead, I suggest that we delay our departure."
After hearing these suggestions, George III's expression froze, and his face was frozen with anger.
After a while, his tone softened.
"What you said seems to make sense."
"Okay, let's do it."
He chose to ignore Selt's constant messages for help from his bloodline.
Oh, this extraordinary ritual they traded with the Aurora Society is very useful. It not only allows him to support his men at any time, but also allows him to grasp the situation in real time.*
With it, he doesn't have to worry...
Don't worry.......
In the glorious royal secret council, a twisted space suddenly appeared.
From the breath, it seems to be the "exile" ability possessed by the high-sequence "Arbiter" path.
However, a crow feather figure came along with this wave of fluctuation——
It was the cultist they were originally discussing!
Everyone's expressions changed suddenly, especially King George III's. The calm expression just now was instantly stained with deep anger.
In the Kingdom of Loen, they are the only ones with mid-rank or above ‘arbitrators’ power, their royal family.
Obviously, Selt betrayed them!
After the projection appeared, it immediately locked onto the four or five royal family members in suits and ties in front of them.
The past Yager tilted his illusory head: "Ah...new prey..."
His sighing voice sounded in the room.
Before he finished speaking, the faces of the royal family present immediately turned ferocious.
Not because he felt he was being ridiculed, but because the anger of George III in the middle was about to solidify.
"kill him!!"
This accurate serial number spit out the order word for word.
After meeting face to face, the king clearly felt that this was just a demigod.
A mere demigod? How dare you act so recklessly in the palace!
Almost at the same time, a variety of extraordinary skills emerged in the conference room.
"Confinement!"
"Execution!"
"It's forbidden here..."
The space forms a sharp blade, rolling around the room!
"boom!"
A short gun suddenly appeared in the projection's left hand, making a violent roar.
A certain elderly member of Sequence 5 couldn't avoid it, and was hit on the spot while using a skill!
He half-knelt down without any resistance, watching helplessly as the attacks from the others failed to stop the figure's footsteps, allowing it to get closer step by step.
"Sigh..."
The black glove dug hard into his heart, as if the place was suddenly so fragile that it could be easily cut open.
Then take it out with force.
"Guji——"
A large number of organs spurted to the ground as the arm was withdrawn, making a horrible sliding sound that made people's teeth hurt. Most of the black feathers were instantly stained red with blood.
Witnessing all this, George III was shocked and angry.
What makes him angry is that this bunch of losers failed to stop a cultist even though they tried to do it at the same time. As one of the top leaders of the royal family, he and the angel Drink Augustus beside him originally thought they could see him without moving.
This saint consecrated the head.
What was shocking was that under their gaze, a Sequence Five lost its life so quickly.
How many resources did they spend to train this high-level executive?!
The projection casually threw the body against the wall, leaving a shocking long scarlet mark in the conference room.
“…..our thirst for blood satisfies us…”
Nervous murmurs sounded again.
"That's enough!" George III took a few steps back and raised his hand, obviously extremely angry.
He finally realized that this cultist was a threat to more than just demigods.
Along with the invisible fluctuations, the only members in the room instantly felt an unbearable pressure, and the air became so thick that it was almost impossible to breathe.
Even Drink, as an angel, had a solemn expression, secretly relieving the pressure.
And this is just the aftermath of the attack.
"boom--"
The invisible powerful wave instantly tore the figure in the middle into pieces!
Facing an enemy that was three levels higher than him, the projection seemed helpless.
It was difficult for him to block this full-force attack.
For a moment, black feathers were flying everywhere in the conference hall.
"No one?" Seeing the empty room with broken clothes, everyone looked around in disbelief.
"How could...!" George III was about to roar when he was grabbed by Delin beside him.
Drinker pointed in the direction of the window with a stern expression.
During the attack, all the windows in the room were shattered, and the light of the red moon shined through the holes into the messy conference room.
Today is the full moon.
Under the moonlight, strange bloodstains appeared on the ground.
The blood stain was deep red and purple, with a few jumping bulges from time to time, as if extending from the seemingly normal middle part.
The moment George III looked away, a red eye cracked in the pool of blood and turned to look at him.
In the changing pupils, strange runes flickered.
【Blood Confusion】
[This rune can resonate with the knights who serve the queen who is a child of blood, and enhance their life. They long for the queen's filthy blood, but they can never get what they want. 】
[However, after receiving the blood of the queen, some changes occurred in the runes.]*
"The filthy vampires cannot be destroyed."
In the invisible field of vision, the conference hall is covered with countless pieces of meat. They open their scarlet eyes and slowly extend their white sharp teeth...
Before George III could think of a way to deal with it, another Sequence Five in the room also screamed.
"Ahhhhhh!!"
In his frightened and pleading eyes, countless jagged wounds appeared in his body, and blood poured out unstoppably!
Within ten seconds, he was eaten away into an empty shell.
However, the others were no longer in the mood to save him. Just when he screamed, everyone felt the attack surrounding them!
One of the demigods thought quickly and immediately rushed towards the moonlight.
But he was too late.
The moment he saw the flesh and blood covering his body clearly, the tentacles he protruded turned into sharp knives and pierced his eyes hard!
"ah--!!"
…
At 3:12 in the morning, the guards around Loen Palace suddenly heard a loud noise.
They turned around in shock, only to find that among the crowded palaces, one building had been completely flattened!
All that was left was a deep pit.
This chapter has been completed!