Tome of Blood

Chapter 114 -113- The Trembling Great Priest

This scene happened quite unexpectedly.

Looking at the wraith rushing towards the great priest, everyone was almost stunned.

The great priest snorted coldly, and the holy light bloomed on his body, and he was about to use magic to purify these overwhelmed wraiths.

But... Before he could make a move, the wraiths rushing towards him suddenly disappeared.

Only the great priest was left alone, and he froze in place unnaturally after setting up the movements to cast the magic spell.

Everyone's eyes fell on him, and they were a little weird.

In fact, although the resentful spirit rushed towards the great priest just now, no one thought that the target was really him, the priest.

However, the great priest's initiative made the atmosphere more subtle.

The eyes of the people became more and more strange.

Even the undead disappeared suddenly.

However, the great priest's reaction gave the impression that he subconsciously thought that these wraiths were heading for him.

In other words, it gives people a guilty conscience.

The great priest also realized his gaffe, and quickly frowned to make up for it:

"This cultist has gone mad..."

"The natural disaster of the undead has a tendency to get out of control. I'm afraid it will hurt innocent people if it continues like this. We must stop it!"

However, as if confronting him, the Gorefiend cultist said frantically again:

"Hitting innocent people?"

"No……"

"The great crown is just, only those sinners will be revenged by the dead!"

Looking at the Gorefiend cultist who seemed to be talking non-stop, the high priest decisively burned him to ashes with a holy fire.

Then, he ordered to the witcher knight:

"The words of the Gorefiend cultists are unbelievable..."

"Kara, you take the Demon Hunter Knight and catch up with those wraiths quickly, and the harm cannot be further expanded!"

The great priest looked solemn, with a serious and righteous face.

However, after hearing his words, the female captain, who had always acted quickly, did not leave immediately.

Kara looked at him silently, as if waiting for more explanations, while the high priest frowned, dissatisfied and urged:

"Kara? Why don't you send someone there?"

"As ordered..."

Under the pressure of the great priest, Kara finally looked back and left with the Demon Hunter Knight.

But the great priest knew that his mistake just now would eventually leave sequelae.

Once estrangement and doubt form, it is difficult to erase it.

"My lord priest, didn't you say, don't act rashly, so as not to anger the person behind the scenes?"

Seeing the great priest with an uneasy face, Duke Bold narrowed his eyes and said quietly.

The great priest was silent.

He glanced at the manor, which was gradually returning to normal after Wraith left, and said with a thought:

"His aura has disappeared, that evil god... should have left."

After hearing his words, the Duke's attention also fell on the manor, and found that indeed, after the grievances scattered, the evil spirit hanging over the manor began to dissipate rapidly.

"So that's the case, I thought... you also participated in the Drunken Dream Salon and were hunted down by the wraiths..."

The old prince chuckled lightly and said.

The expression of the great priest instantly became ugly:

"Your Excellency, cultists are best at demagoguery and sowing discord, I think you should know that too."

"You're right."

The old prince nodded.

As he spoke, he looked at the manor where the wraith broke out:

"Since the evil god has left, let's go and have a look."

After finishing his speech, he jumped up without waiting for the great priest to respond, and with the help of the external power, he flew towards the manor first.

Looking at the indifferent Duke, the High Priest was not in a good mood.

If possible, he didn't want to go forward with the other party, but hoped that he would go there first and erase all the evidence related to him.

But now, he was a little bit stuck.

With a gloomy face, he quickly chased after him.

Two blazing sun experts quickly entered the manor.

After the disaster of the undead, the manor has turned into a hell on earth.

A strong bloody smell rushed towards the face, and the entire ground was stained red with blood.

In the hall, there were no living nobles to be seen, only fragments of gorgeous clothes could be vaguely discerned from the piles of minced meat and wreckage on the ground.

However, from the empty iron cages in the hall, the beds and chairs that still have some traces, and the various instruments of torture and toys, one can vaguely tell what this place used to be.

"It seems that this is indeed the venue for the Drunken Dream Salon..."

Duke Bold frowned.

"Go and search to see if there are any survivors!"

He turned his head and gave orders to the city guard who followed him.

The great priest hesitated to speak, trying to prevent the guards from searching.

However, looking at the leader, the Duke of Bold, he could only swallow his words in the end.

His strength is not much stronger than the Duke.

He has missed the best time.

He knew that the Duke of Bold had already suspected that he had something to do with Drunken Dream Salon.

If you stop it now, it will only make the other party more suspicious.

The High Priest can only hope now that there are no survivors here who know his secret.

I think should not be?

After all, the nobles have already become minced meat.

However, the last thing you want to happen will always happen when you least want it to happen.

It didn't take long for the guards to go and come back:

"My lord duke! My lord priest! We found several surviving Gorefiend cultists in the dungeon! They all fell into a coma."

Surviving Gorefiend Cultists?

The expression of the great priest changed almost instantly.

Duke Bold's expression also became solemn.

He snorted coldly and said angrily:

"These damn bastards... actually have something to do with the Blood Demon Cult!"

"If I find out who is behind Sharon, I will definitely send his whole family to the court!"

After hearing what the old duke said, the high priest couldn't help but glance at him, while the guard who had gone and returned quickly coughed:

"Ahem... Your Excellency Duke, we... We also found a study in the dungeon, we think... you should go and have a look."

"study?"

The old prince frowned.

study?

The great priest's heart skipped a beat.

...

The two secular lords and theocracy of Boulder were presently in the study of the dungeon.

After looking at the bookshelf full of astrology magic books, his family's planetarium on the desk, and the familiar mage robe on the hanger, the expression of the old duke changed almost instantly.

And when he saw the pile of minced meat on the floor of the study, he fell into complete silence.

After a long time, the old prince sighed softly:

"My lord, let's go."

The two quickly left the study.

As soon as they left, another guard greeted them:

"My lord duke! My lord priest! We have discovered something new here!"

"New things?"

Looking at the study, the Duke was obviously absent-minded.

"New things?!"

The great priest became nervous again.

"Over here...like some kind of evil ritual."

The guard said respectfully.