Damn it, hasn’t this evil god already left Boulder?
Why are you back again?!
The great priest was frightened.
He feels that he has been really unlucky during this period. Ever since the Blood Demon case in Castel Manor, his luck has been bad. Today, he feels that everything in Boulder has been vaguely beyond his control.
!
Looking at the manor gushing out evil spirits in the distance, he was frightened, scared and angry.
He didn't dare to step forward, for fear of following in the footsteps of the great knight, but he also didn't dare to leave, for fear that after the evil god left, all his secrets would be exposed...
Until the Duke of Bold also rushed over.
"My lord, the great priest."
Seeing the high priest, the old Duke saluted.
Suppressing the anxiety in his heart, the great priest returned the gift with difficulty:
"Your Excellency the Duke..."
The old Duke withdrew his gaze and focused on the manor in the distance.
His expression gradually became serious:
"It's the summoning of the dead..."
"With such a large-scale summoning of the dead, how many dead souls did the necromancer behind this collect?"
"Master High Priest, we must stop him!"
However, after he finished speaking, he saw that the high priest had not taken any action.
The old Duke frowned and noticed something was wrong with the other person's expression:
"Master High Priest?"
After a moment of silence, the high priest said dryly:
"This is not an ordinary summoning of the dead..."
"I feel the breath that belongs to Him... He is inside, and He is the one who moves everything!"
"Him?"
Duke Bold was stunned for a moment and quickly grasped the key.
"That evil god?!"
His expression suddenly changed.
The great priest took a deep breath and nodded slightly:
"Your Excellency the Duke..."
"I'm afraid we can no longer intervene in this disaster of the undead."
The old Duke suddenly became angry:
"Do you mean to allow the evil god to wreak havoc?! The Fire Demon disaster ten years ago destroyed half of Boulder City. Is it going to happen again today?"
The high priest looked at him deeply:
"Lord Andre, if you want, go ahead yourself, as long as you are not afraid of ending up like Od."
"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 Duke looked solemn.
Although they are unwilling to admit it, the power of this mysterious evil god has exceeded the range that they can deal with.
This evil god... is definitely not the kind of evil god who has just revived and whose power has not been restored, and even ordinary extraordinary beings have a chance to seal it!
His strength is already strong enough. If we really want to deal with him, we must rely on the diocese to send legends!
"I will arrange manpower to alienate nearby residents as soon as possible, but please also arrange priests and deploy divine magic as soon as possible!"
said the Duke of Bold.
However, after listening to his words, the great priest shook his head:
"No, we don't need to arrange magic. That will only anger Him further..."
As he spoke, he took a deep look at the old Duke and said meaningfully:
"Your Excellency, even if he is an evil god, he is still a transcendent myth, and myths... we should be in awe of."
The old Duke frowned.
He only felt that the high priest's attitude today was quite strange, and his words were also quite cautious.
Not only was there no usual hatred and hostility towards the evil god from the Holy Royal Court, but there was also a strange respect in it.
Chewing on the meaning of the other person's words, he gradually came back to his senses...
Evil God!
Now there is an evil god hiding in the manor!
The power of the evil god is unimaginable to mortals.
Every word they say now is likely to be heard by the other party!
The reason why the high priest changed his usual tone was probably to reduce the other party's attention.
After realizing this problem, the old Duke's scalp suddenly became numb and he wanted to turn around and leave immediately.
Because he realized that he might have been under the evil god's gaze, and his life and death might all depend on the other person's thoughts.
"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."
"We...just wait for Him to finish what He wants to finish and leave."
Seemingly sensing the old Duke's nervousness, the high priest spoke to comfort him.
It seems to be comforting the other person, and also seems to be comforting myself.
After hearing the words of the high priest, Duke Bold felt somewhat at ease.
However, looking at the undead from natural disasters who, although powerful, seemed to be confined to the manor, he became confused again:
"But...why did He choose this place? What is His purpose?"
"Where did these undead... come from?"
The high priest was silent.
The actions of the gods are not aimless and often have their own meaning.
Although he didn't know why this evil god suddenly had a fit, he could roughly guess what it had to do with...
Not only that, but combined with the manor's hidden secrets, he could roughly guess the origins of these resurrected undead.
Of course, he won't say this.
However, the high priest did not say anything, but someone said it for him:
"Why did you choose this place? Probably...because this place is full of depravity and evil. This is the venue for the Drunken Dream Salon!"
The two Blazing Suns turned back at the same time, only to see the demon hunting knights and city guards finally arriving.
The Demon Hunt Captain Kara got off her horse and saluted the two of them, while a black cat jumped off her horse, it was Niss.
And the one who just spoke was also Nice.
"Nice?"
The high priest narrowed his eyes.
Nice cleared his throat and said:
"Your Excellency the Great Priest, Your Excellency the Duke..."
"We received a report that there are nobles here holding evil and depraved parties, and they are colluding with the Blood Demon Order..."
"On the way here, we also rescued several girls who escaped, and even captured a cultist who rebelled against the Blood Demon Cult, which was confirmed."
After hearing its words, the high priest's expression tightened, while the old duke's eyes narrowed.
He looked at the manor that was still shrouded in evil aura:
"Drunken Dream Salon? So...all the people inside are nobles?!"
"Well, Drunken Dream Salon, according to the accounts of the rebellious Blood Demon cultists, the ongoing cases of missing children and Blood Demon cases in Boulder over the years are all related to it."
The black cat said with a solemn expression and a sense of justice.
As it spoke, it said to the demon hunting knight behind it:
"Bring that Blood Demon Cultist here."
A blood demon cultist with dull eyes was quickly brought over.
Nice jumped in front of him and ordered:
"Go on, tell His Excellency the Duke and Your Excellency the High Priest, what exactly happened here."
After hearing its words, the Blood Demon Cultist raised his head.
His eyes were dull, and his expression quickly fell into a frenzy, which was obviously abnormal:
"Revenge! It's revenge!"
"My great majesty listened to the pain and despair of the girls and gave them the opportunity for revenge!"
After hearing what the Blood Demon Cultist said, the high priest's expression changed slightly.
The next moment, the evil aura shrouding the manor suddenly changed, and ferocious resentful spirits flew into the sky, flying towards all parts of Boulder City...
One of the resentful spirits suddenly rushed towards the great priest!