Tome of Blood

  Chapter 113-112-Revenge of the Undead

  Damn it, hasn't this evil **** left Boulder?

  Why are you back again? !

  The great priest was terrified.

He felt that he was really unlucky and unlucky during this period of time. Ever since the Gorefiend case in Castel Manor, his luck had been unsatisfactory. Until today, he felt that everything in Boulder was faintly beyond his control. !

  Looking at the evil-looking manor in the distance, he was shocked, frightened and angry.

   Neither dared to step forward, afraid of following in the footsteps of the great knight, nor dared to leave, afraid that after the evil **** left, all his secrets would be exposed...

   Until the Duke of Bold also rushed over.

   "My lord priest."

  Seeing the great priest, the old duke saluted.

  Suppressing the anxiety in my heart, the great priest responded with difficulty:

   "His Excellency the Duke..."

  The old prince withdrew his gaze, and his eyes fell on the manor in the distance.

  His expression gradually became serious:

   "It's the call of the undead..."

   "Such a large-scale undead summoning, how many dead souls did the necromancer behind collect?"

   "My lord, we must stop him!"

   However, after finishing speaking, he saw that the great priest did not act.

  The old prince frowned, noticing something was wrong with the other party's expression:

   "My lord priest?"

   After a moment of silence, the great priest said dryly:

   "This is not an ordinary undead summon..."

   "I feel the breath that belongs to him... He is in it, and everything he inspires!"

   "Him?"

  Duke Bold was slightly taken aback, and quickly grasped the key.

   "The evil god?!"

  His face suddenly changed.

  The great priest took a deep breath and nodded slightly:

   "His Excellency the Duke..."

   "I am afraid that this disaster of the undead is beyond our ability to intervene."

  The old prince suddenly became angry:

   "Do you mean to indulge the evil god?! The Balrog disaster ten years ago has already destroyed half of Boulder City. Is it going to happen again today?"

  The great priest gave him a deep look:

   "Your Excellency Andre, if you want to, you can do it yourself, as long as you are not afraid of ending up like Erde."

   "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 prince looked solemn.

  Although they are unwilling to admit it, the power of this mysterious evil **** has exceeded their ability to deal with it.

  This evil god... is by no means the kind of evil **** that has just recovered and has not recovered its power, and even ordinary extraordinary people have the opportunity to seal it!

  His strength is strong enough, if you really want to deal with it, you must rely on the legend sent by the diocese!

   "I will arrange manpower to evacuate the nearby residents as soon as possible, but please also arrange priests as soon as possible to arrange divine spells!"

   Duke Bold said.

  However, after hearing his words, the high priest shook his head:

   "No, we don't need to deploy divine spells, that will only anger him further..."

   As he spoke, he took a deep look at the old prince and said meaningfully:

   "Your Excellency, even if he is an evil god, he is still a transcendent myth, and a myth...we should be in awe."

  The old prince frowned.

  He only felt that the attitude of the great priest today was quite strange, and what he said was quite cautious.

   Not only did the holy royal court not have the usual disgust and hostility towards evil gods, but there was a strange respect in it.

   Chewing on the meaning of the other party's words, gradually, he came back to it...

  Cthulhu!

  Now there is a descending evil **** hidden in the manor!

  The power of the evil **** is unimaginable to mortals.

  Every word they say now may be heard by the other party!

  The reason why the great priest changed his usual tone is probably to reduce the attention of the other party.

  After realizing this problem, the old prince suddenly felt his scalp go numb, wishing he could turn around and leave immediately.

  Because he realized that he might already be under the gaze of the evil god, and his life and death might all depend on the other party's thought.

   "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 either."

   “We… just wait until He finishes what He wants to do and leave.”

   Seemingly seeing the nervousness of the old duke, the great priest comforted him.

  It seems to be comforting the other party, and it seems to be comforting yourself.

  After listening to the words of the great priest, Duke Boulder felt more at ease.

  However, looking at the undead from natural disasters who seemed to be confined to the manor, although they were so powerful, he became puzzled again:

   "But... why did he choose this place? What is his purpose?"

   "Where did these undead... come from?"

  The great priest was silent.

  The actions of the gods will not be aimless, and often have their own meaning.

  Although he didn't know why the evil **** suddenly convulsed, he could roughly guess what it was related to...

  Not only that, combined with the secrets of the manor, he also roughly guessed the origin of these revived souls.

  Of course, he won't say these things.

  However, the great priest didn't say it, but someone said it for him:

   "Why did you choose this place? Probably... because it's full of depravity and evil. This is the venue for the Drunk Dream Salon!"

  The two Chi Yangs turned their heads at the same time, only to see that the Demon Hunting Knights and the city guards had finally arrived.

  Kara, the leader of the Demon Hunter, got off her horse and saluted the two of them. A black cat jumped off her horse. It was Niss.

   And the one who just spoke was also Nice.

   "Nice?"

  The great priest narrowed his eyes.

  Nice cleared his throat and said:

   "Your Excellency the Great Priest, Your Excellency the Duke..."

   "We have received a report that some nobles are holding evil and depraved parties here, and they are in collusion with the Blood Demon Sect..."

   "On the way here, we also rescued several girls who escaped, and even captured a cultist who rebelled against the Blood Demon Sect. It has been confirmed."

  After hearing what it said, the high priest's expression tightened, while the old duke's gaze was fixed.

  He looked at the manor that was still shrouded in evil spirits:

   "Drunk Dream Salon? So... all the people in it are nobles?!"

   "Well, Drunken Dream Salon, according to the rebellious Gorefiend followers, all the cases of missing children and Goregore cases in Boulder over the years are related to it."

  The black cat said with a solemn expression and a sense of justice.

   As he spoke, he said to the Demon Hunter Knight behind him:

   "Bring that Gorefiend cultist up here."

  A Gorefiend cultist with dull eyes was quickly brought over.

  Nice jumped in front of him and ordered:

   "Speak, tell Your Excellency the Duke and the High Priest what happened here."

  After hearing its words, the Gorefiend cultivator raised his head.

  His eyes were dull, and his expression quickly fell into a frenzy, obviously abnormal:

   "Revenge! It's revenge!"

   "The great crown listened to the pain and despair of the girls, and gave them a chance to revenge!"

  After hearing the words of the Gorefiend disciples, the high priest's expression changed slightly.

  The next moment, the evil spirit shrouding the manor suddenly changed, and hideous resentful spirits flew into the sky, flying towards various parts of Boulder City...

   One of the resentful spirits rushed towards the great priest!

  (end of this chapter)