Salk knelt down on the spot and lay on the ground, daring not to raise his head. His back was soaked with cold sweat. "My dear Salk Durer pays homage to my lord. May the light of the dark sun shine on the earth forever and the flames of destruction."
Burn every believer in the magic bitch!"
Cyric was an adventure partner with the goddess of magic, Mystra, and the god of death, Kelem Wo. Later, they were both deified at the same time. From that day on, Cyric hated the two of them extremely, so the believers could only follow the curse of the goddess of magic.
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Salk was shocked and confused. Cyric's incarnation rarely came to the main plane, so why did he suddenly find him.
"Go, I don't want to see you waste anymore. Now go and bring your father."
"Now?" Salk was dumbfounded. It was almost midnight now. Although his father was also near Vanya, it still took four hours to come back and forth.
"Get out! Are you a pig filled with shit in your head? You want me to say it a second time? Do you want me to cross that bitch's territory to invite Morn? Get out! Otherwise, you will die.
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A heart-breaking cold feeling spread throughout Salk's body. He didn't know if this was the so-called divine power. Anyway, the terrifying fluctuations in his soul had made him so scared that even his hands and feet were weak.
At this time, Cyric said from behind: "Tell your father that the fire of the dark sun will burn the void."
When he came back to his senses, Salk realized that he had crawled out of the back garden, and beside him were his closest guards and chief maids.
Uncontrollable shame and anger spread throughout his body. He almost wanted to kill all the people present on the spot, but he did not dare to do so. Cyric was still waiting inside. No matter what he wanted to do, he had to first serve the person inside who was more powerful than the uncle.
I want you to be a million times more powerful.
"Seal the back garden and kill anyone who enters. Whatever the adult inside does, you must obey him. You must follow me and return to Wall City now."
After arranging for the captain of the guard to seal off the garden, Salk took the captain of the guard and hurried off.
Two hours later, fortunately, Salk was the only son of Count Morn Defias, the lord of Wall City, and all the guards recognized him, otherwise they would not have been able to open the city gate in the middle of the night.
In the secret room of the city lord's palace, Salk saw his father who had just climbed out of his mistress's bed.
Morn is fifty years old and has a typical goatee. Although his beard has turned white, his muscles are still very strong and he does not look like an old guy in his fifties at all.
"What? You said you met the incarnation of my lord? This is wrong. I just got the oracle yesterday. Why did my lord suddenly appear in the incarnation?" Morn said, suddenly thinking of Cyric's chaotic behavior.
I was a little unsure about the method: "Please tell me in detail how you met the incarnation of my Lord."
Salk recounted the scene in detail.
They are exactly the same. The details Salk mentioned cannot be fabricated by outsiders. The Church of Murder pursues occultism, and only the Twelve Priests have seen the incarnation of Cyric with their own eyes.
At first, Morn was a little worried. After all, Ellison's soul was captured by the Phantom Goddess and caused a huge shock in the church. However, when he heard his son say the words "The fire of the dark sun burns the void," Morn suddenly became confused.
For a moment, there was no more doubt.
"Let's go now!"
With very few guards, the Morns and their sons rode wildly for two hours and finally arrived before dawn.
Arriving at the villa, Morn found that his son's guard captain looked very unhappy.
Seeing that the captain of the guard's hands were shaking with anger, Earl Morn asked: "What?"
"An hour ago, the... adult inside suddenly said he was so bored that he wanted to kill someone."
"Um?"
"Chamac and Fili are dead."
The earl did not speak, but patted the captain of the guard lightly on the shoulder, and then led his son into the back garden. No one knew Cyric's madness and difficulty in taking care of him better than the Twelve Priests.
"No matter what happens or what sound you hear, you are not allowed to come in. This is an absolute order." The count ordered.
Entering the garden, the count believed Cyric at the first sight. This incarnation of Cyric completely overlapped with the one in his memory.
He bowed his head and shouted Cyric's praises.
Cyric's sharp voice came: "What happened to what I told you to do?"
"I haven't confirmed whether the target is..."
"Confirmation? I don't need confirmation of my enemies! Mortals who are unwilling to fear my power will all die! Moen, what did I tell you? The second half of the sentence with a hint of doubt?"
"A suspicion is very killing! Let the humble mortals fear and turn to believe in our Lord!" Morn knelt down humbly. He was glad that Cyric could still call him Morn. At least Cyric's
Anger is not overwhelming.
"Well, tell me, why is Princess Effiin still alive!?"
"Great Dark Sun, didn't you just send down the oracle the night before? I haven't had time..."
"You are missing the opportunity, idiot! You didn't seize the opportunity for Effiin to leave the imperial capital. How can you murder Effiin in the imperial capital with your trash men?"
"But this is the territory of Goddess Suni."
"I don't want to hear such a cowardly excuse." Suddenly Cyric threw out eight huge nails as thick as a thumb and twenty centimeters long: "You know the rules."
As the twelve priests who know Cyric's character best, Morn knew that this was Cyric's mercy. Looking back, he was still not decisive enough. He should have taken advantage of Princess Effiin's departure from the imperial city last night before she arrived at Vanya.
When the time came, they launched an ambush.
Morn had nothing to say about this conviction.
The only thing that made him a little reluctant was that the nails were in two parts, which meant that his biological son would be punished together.
To a priest, the divine command is absolute.
Ignoring his son's fear and weak resistance, Morn used extremely fast techniques to drive the long nails through the palms and soles of his kneeling son's feet. Then, with his son's wailing sound, he drove the long nails through his own feet, deep into his feet.
Nailed deep into the ground.
After finishing the torture of nailing his right hand with his left hand, Morn gritted his teeth, bit the last long nail with his mouth, and drove it fiercely into the palm of his only free right hand.
Severe pain, heartbreaking pain.
Morn knew that he couldn't hold it back, and what my lord wanted to hear more was their howls of pain.
Morn and Thork wailed in pain while chanting Cyric's god's name and praising his power. They knew that forgiveness could only be obtained when Cyric was satisfied.
After an unknown amount of time, Cyric walked up behind them. Morn did not dare to raise his head, even though he had become extremely weak due to massive blood loss, he still lowered his head piously.
Suddenly, he felt severe pain in the back of his neck.
Morn was a rare warrior among the Twelve Priests. The powerful immunity of the gold-level warrior allowed him to barely withstand this blow.
"Tch..." A disdainful curse seemed to come from behind his head.
"My Lord! Why?" Morn was puzzled, and the severe pain came again, and he suddenly found that his vision was spinning.
Huh? This is my body?
Why is there white in my lord's black eyes?
The sky began to light up slightly.
The morning mist began to cover the whole city.
In the early morning, the captain of the guard finally couldn't help but rushed into the back garden risking his life, only to find the headless bodies of his lord and young lord lying in the back garden.
For a moment, the captain of the guard turned pale. He was also a follower of Cyric, but he was not sure what was going on.
The long nails through the palms of the hands and the soles of the feet... This kind of punishment has the typical color of murdering the church.
However, with the headless corpse, it is hard to tell whether Cyric personally killed the earl and his son.
The captain of the guard didn't know what to do.
On the other side, Raven was in a great mood. After looking at the system prompts one after another, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, startling all the birds in the forest.
Start by scaring Salk.
"You activated the skill bluff, and you sent a non-magical suggestion to the statue of Salkdule, pretending to be in the Murderous Church camp. Because you have an extremely deep understanding of the Murderous Church, you received an additional 8 bonus points during the judgment.
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"The test was successful! Salk believed your words. Due to your perfect performance, you indirectly deceived an opponent whose strength was far superior to yours. Your performance skills have been greatly improved, and your current skill level is 65. Your Bluff
The skills have been greatly improved, and the current skill level is 70."
"You wear the title, and now the murderous church member Salk who is hostile to you must make a mandatory will test... The target test failed! Morale is reduced by two points."
Then came the time to face Morn:
"You activated the skill Bluff, and you sent a non-magical suggestion to the statue of Morn Duler, disguised as the God of Murder. Because you have an extremely deep understanding of the physical details and language habits of Cyric, the God of Murder.
You know, you will get an additional 10 value-added during the judgment."
"The test is successful! Morn believes that you are Cyric. Due to your perfect performance, you once again deceived an opponent whose strength is far superior to yours. Your performance skills have been greatly improved, and your current skill level is 80.
Your bluffing skill has been greatly improved, and your current skill level is 82."
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"You observed the target for three breaths before carrying out a sneak attack with a melee weapon, and causing damage. This sneak attack will add additional damage."
"Your attack cannot pass the target's Fortitude save. The fatal sneak attack is changed to normal damage. You cause a total of 18 points of damage to the opponent."
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"When the special effect is triggered, you bypass the opponent's Fortitude test and directly hit the target's vital points. You cut off the opponent's cervical vertebra, and all damage is converted into fatal damage."
"You caused 981 points of damage to the target Morn Duler, and the target died."
"It was discovered that the target has 1 point of murder divinity, and this divinity was absorbed by the Phantom Goddess's token. The verbal contract is established!"