Tome of Blood

Chapter 114: -113-The Trembling Great Priest

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 cast a magic spell 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, and he froze in place unnaturally after setting up the movements to cast the magic spell.

Everyone's eyes fell on him, feeling a little weird.

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

However, the initiative of the great priest made the atmosphere more subtle.

Everyone's sight became more and more strange.

Even if the undead disappeared suddenly.

But the Great Priest's reaction gave the impression that he subconsciously thought that these grievances were going towards him.

In other words, it gives people a taste of 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. If this continues, innocent people may be hurt. We must stop it!"

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

"Hurt the innocent?"

"Do not…"

"The great majesty 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 the opponent to ashes with a holy fire.

Then, he ordered the Demon Hunter Knight:

"The words of the Gorefiend cultists cannot be trusted..."

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

The great priest looked solemn and righteous.

However, after hearing what he said, the female captain, who has 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? Haven't sent someone there yet?"

"As ordered..."

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

But the great priest knew that his mistake just now still left sequelae after all.

Once estrangement and suspicion are formed, it is difficult to erase them.

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

Looking at 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 where Wraith had left and gradually returned to normal, and said in his heart:

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

After listening to 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 how it is. I thought... you also participated in the Drunken Dream Salon and were hunted down by the spirits..."

The old prince chuckled lightly and said.

The expression of the great priest suddenly 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 **** has left, let's go and have a look."

After finishing speaking, he jumped up without waiting for the great priest to respond, and with the help of the external source force, he took the lead and flew towards the manor.

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 is a little bit stuck.

With a gloomy face, he quickly chased after him.

Two blazing sun experts soon entered the manor.

After the catastrophe of the undead, the manor has turned into a **** on earth.

A strong smell of blood rushed to the face, and the whole ground was stained red with blood.

In the hall, there are no living nobles to be seen, only the pieces of gorgeous clothing can be vaguely recognized 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 Drunken Dream Salon..."

Duke Bold frowned.

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

He turned his head and ordered 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 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 return:

"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 damned bastards... actually have something to do with the Blood Demon Sect!"

"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 the 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 masters and theocratic masters of Boulder soon came to 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 priest, let's go."

The two quickly left the study.

And 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.