Chapter 84: Pacification and Betrayal

Conis never made a move. Moore raised the sharp staff in his hand and tried to cast a spell to control it, but was also held back by him. Luke, on the other hand, used [Spirit Fang] twice more, reaping the lives of two cultists before stopping.

Then, at Conis's suggestion, they all stood by and watched near the sinkhole.

There were no more heads to be taken, so Luke took a look at the panel. His spiritual essence was already 168 points, which was enough. He wanted to assimilate the last snake bone, but there were two people accompanying him, and he was afraid of being noticed by the other party, so he didn't move in the end.

In the deep pit underground, the two Light Chasers probably understood that this was a test from their teacher.

The people who fell from the ground, were injured, and were praying helplessly were just part of the test.

Just like the teacher just said - this is a necessary sacrifice.

In order to train qualified shepherds, some lambs can be abandoned.

By dying for the Lord's cause, they will atone for their original sins and then obtain liberation and eternal happiness in the Lord's kingdom.

[Light Chaser] As the most common path chosen by the Southern Baptist Convention, it naturally has its own extraordinary features. The body is strengthened, and evil spirits can be blasted with one punch. The body is covered with holy light, and it is immune to low-level curses. The speed is so fast that people can't react in time.

It can be said that except for the lack of spellcasting ability and being able to only engage in melee combat, it is basically a good extraordinary profession.

The two men looked at each other, one on the left and one on the right, with holy light emanating from their bodies, and rushed towards the cult priest.

The red-robed priest flapped his two pairs of fleshy butterfly wings vigorously, and the magic circle under the sunken ground shook suddenly. The pool of blood formed by the blood of nearly a hundred people on the ground caused waves to rise into the sky and block in front of him.

Some inconspicuous, dust-like particles have spread throughout the entire underground space along with the turmoil caused by the blood waves.

"Ah," Conis sighed on the ground, "I still don't have enough experience."

"Why don't you take action? Or let me do it." Moore said worriedly after hearing Conis' words.

"Don't worry," Conis said, looking like he had everything under control. He explained to Moore leisurely, "The cultists they have dealt with these days are all of the flesh-and-blood transformation type, so they subconsciously regarded this cult leader as the same type. However, the 'breaking of the cocoon' of this group of cultists is not an ordinary advancement."

"It seems that he has already transformed into a way to strengthen his mental power. The original life essence has been completely transformed into scale powder on the wings, and it may have some invasive psychedelic effects."

Sure enough, as he finished speaking, the two Light Chasers slowed down and their eyes became blurry. After a while, they stopped moving forward and even attacked each other.

Luke asked, "Aren't they all level three transcendents? Why do these two priests look like they are about to..."

"Very weak?" Cornis said without hesitation, "Of course. These two students of mine have been studying with me. The ceremony and materials for their promotion were all completed with the help of the church. They are like flowers in a greenhouse."

"If you experience setbacks like this a few more times, you will naturally grow."

"There is also a gap between the third level and the third level, just like that cultist and me."

The smile on Conis's face was still very kind, but having seen how coldly he treated human life, Luke naturally would not regard him as a good person.

Seeing that the training had no effect, in Conis's mind, this cultist no longer had any value in existence.

He glanced at Moore beside him and said calmly, "The cultists are just a bunch of quick-made products that rely on the pollution of the evil god. They can barely deal with the [Light Chasers], but in the end they are only good looking and useless."

"You are still in a period of rapid growth. If you practice hard, you will be able to crush him soon."

After saying that, he took two steps forward, stood at the edge of the pit, opened his arms, and emitted a dazzling holy light all over his body. After a moment, his robe, cross, necklace, ring, forehead crown and other items all shone at the same time, causing the light on his body to extend upwards and expand to a height of seven or eight meters.

Am I super?

Luke was stunned. Who of us is the dollar warrior?
"Watch out, I'm only going to use one move!" Conis faced the cult priest and said indifferently, "In the name of God, all heretics will perish!"

After just a few words, all the holy light around him was extinguished, or in other words, it was all transformed into some special power waves. Under Conis's control, the sound waves he had just spoken were infinitely strengthened and accurately transmitted to the cult priests and all the cultists in the underground cave.

"puff"

At the same time, all the cultists' heads exploded brilliantly like fireworks, mixing brain matter with blood and flesh, polluting the entire sacrificial array to become even more evil.

All the evil butterflies flying in the sky died and fell.

The evil god's song that had been chanting loudly finally stopped, and Luke's ears felt much quieter.

The cult priest suspended in the air no longer looked as majestic as before. His butterfly-like abdomen exploded, and yellow-green mucus spilled all over the ground. His compound eyes and straw-like mouthparts also burst, and he looked dying.

"Well, without a host, the ritual of the evil god's advent will gradually dissipate on its own."

As Conis's ultimate move cleared the field, the two Light Chasers also woke up. Although they had little practical experience, they were well-educated after all. They understood what had just happened in a moment and lowered their heads in shame.

"Don't just stand there. The cult leader is already destroyed. Catch him and bring him back to the Baptist Church for trial."

Luke listened to his voice. He seemed calm, but he always felt a little weak. He guessed that the old priest might not be as strong as he appeared. In that attack just now, all the extraordinary items in his body had played a role. He must have used up all his strength, even a little overdrawn, to have such an effect with one attack.

Old man, you really try hard to show off.

Sam and Hope were in a state of panic, but after hearing the teacher's words, they felt relieved and started to act immediately.

The cult priest was lying on the ground, without the strength to move, but he still raised his head and looked at Conis fiercely.

"Help me, help me"

The two Light Chasers had just taken a few steps when they heard a faint cry for help beside them. They looked down and saw a weak-looking lady lying on the ground in a mess, appearing to be seriously injured.

"help me"

The woman cried for help again.

For some reason, this cry for help seemed to reach the two of them directly, making them feel itchy and full of pity at the same time.

As shepherds, it is our duty to save the lambs of God!
The two men's sense of responsibility exploded, and they actually bent down together to help the weak lady up, and for a moment they even forgot their teacher's mission.

bad!
Conis was watching from above, alarm bells ringing in his heart, but unfortunately he had just used too much of the power of [Lightsinger], and it was already difficult for him to give orders to the two disciples. He wanted to speak out a reminder, but the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't make a sound.

really--

As soon as he bent down, the two [Light Chasers] covered their hearts and fell down, without any sound.

Fearing that the two men had not died thoroughly enough, the lady stomped on them twice and kicked them hard to the edge of the magic circle.
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"you!"

Two disciples were killed. In grief and anger, Conis could not utter a word. He just pointed at the woman with a murderous look in his eyes as if he wanted to eat her.

This is a disciple specially trained by Conis to take care of him in his old age.

Starting from the armed priests who had not been able to enter the extraordinary realm, I have been carefully training them to the third level. Now that they have finally graduated, I will bring them out to gain some experience.

As a result, they were both killed right after they came out to carry out their first mission! This feud is irreconcilable!

After all, Conis was mature and experienced, and even though he was in turmoil, he still did not act impulsively. He stepped back, ready to let Moore push him, so that he could immediately recover and cut the woman into pieces.

"Pfft"

A sharp spike pierced into his back and popped out from his chest.

"you"

He turned around in disbelief and looked at Moore behind him. What pierced his chest was the sharp head of the scepter in Moore's hand.

Before he could finish his words, Moore pushed him forward with all his strength, pushing him into the pit. He also jumped down, his robe fluttering, as if he had some kind of magic that allowed him to land smoothly like a leaf.

Oh, they all went down, leaving Luke alone standing there in a daze.

It's not that I don't understand, the world is changing fast.

I had the advantage just now, and the scene of vibrant vitality and flourishing of all things is still before my eyes.

Why did it suddenly collapse?
How come I, such a powerful bishop, became a villain?
Can anyone tell me what happened!
Fortunately, Moore had no ill will towards Luke. At least he did not launch a sneak attack when he had the chance just now.

Luke was a little unwilling to turn around and run away now, but if he took action immediately, there were at least two level three warriors on the opposite side, so it would be useless to fight him.

So Luke's hidden best brother waved his hand and told him to evacuate quickly, while he continued to watch from the sidelines, eating spectacles and waiting for the follow-up plot.

In the crypt, the red-robed cult priest laughed strangely again, but unfortunately, he was too badly injured, and he couldn't even laugh "hehehe". He could only laugh "hehe" twice before he was choked by the internal bleeding in his throat and started coughing in pain.

After coughing for a while, he looked at the woman and said, "Robin, I was right about you. I didn't expect the ability of the Instigator to be so strong. You actually instigated the parish priest of Coral Territory to rebel."

The woman ignored him and quietly walked to Conis, squatted down, and looked into his eyes.

Conis was already exhausted, and before he could catch his breath his heart was punctured again. After falling, it took him a long time to regain his ability to speak.

"Moore." He looked at the promising young priest. "Why did you abandon your faith?"

Moore looked him in the eyes. "I didn't. I never betrayed my faith. You are the one who betrayed your faith!"

"Let me do it," the robin said to Moore, and with his hands he turned Cornis's head toward him so that he could look at his face.

"Master Cornis, I see you don't remember me."

"Perhaps I should give you a hint - Ari Graf"

Seeing that the other party had not yet realized what was going on, the robin's pretending to be gentle expression turned ferocious for a moment.

"Choir! Castrato! Confessional!"

He stood up suddenly, and his words became faster and louder!

When Robin, oh no, when Ari Graf mentioned the choir, Cornis already understood his identity, and a complicated expression flashed across his face.

There was regret, anger, and guilt, but more of it was the panic and tension of being exposed.

"you"

This was the third time he was speechless that night, but fortunately the robin gave him enough time.

"Moore and you."

"Osmont! His former name was Osmont, you still remember it, right?" Robin stepped on his face, "If I hadn't escaped, you would have been worried about being exposed and assigned him to another church."

He looked up at his childhood friend, "I'm afraid you didn't have the chance to grow up to be what you are now."

"Ten years! Ten whole years!"

"Do you know what I was thinking when I met Osment again?"

"Your God didn't bless you after all."

Cornis struggled under Robin's feet and asked, "Did you plan all this?"

"Yes! This was all my plan. I deliberately exhausted the local priests' strength and made them all injured and on vacation. This way, I could reasonably borrow people from the Baptist Church."

"So, the elders sent me here at Moore's request." The old priest lying on the ground laughed at himself, "Selling a favor to a rising star, I would agree to it if I were in your shoes."

"Mockingbird!" The cult leader shouted loudly, "Kill this old thing quickly! Put me in the center of the ritual quickly. I can still repair it and recover some of its injuries."

Ari Graf glanced at him, unmoved.

"As long as I recover half of my injuries, I will bless you with the gods' blessing to break out of your cocoon and become a butterfly, and then reshape your flesh and blood! Haven't you always wanted to become a real woman? Only we, the butterflies that have broken out of their cocoons, can help you fulfill this wish!"

"Idiot." Ari Graf didn't even look at him. Amid the cult priest's curses, he turned around and continued to trample on Conis' head repeatedly with pleasure.

Moore frowned. Although he hated Conis, he was still a priest of the church after all. Although he felt happy, he still felt a little reluctant.

Moreover, the shadow of the evil god has not yet dissipated, and there is still a smooth color like a huge butterfly wing in the sky. Even the spectators of the yacht festival who fell in the cave are no longer struggling and crying, as if their minds have been sucked into the gorgeous colors.

He took two steps and came to Ari Graf, stopped his childhood friend from humiliating Cornis, and advised: "Let's deal with the business first."

The robin raised her head and smiled charmingly. Even though he knew the gender of his good friend, Moore was still stunned by this smile for a moment.

"Okay, I'll listen to you and get down to business first." He withdrew his foot from Conis' face.

The vitality of third-level extraordinary people is very strong. Like the "Tooth Fairy" and "Wendigo" before, one is the baptism of positive energy, and the other is the attack on special weaknesses, which makes it seem easy for them to die. But for people like the cult leader and Conis, even if they have suffered fatal injuries, there are always some ways to barely maintain their lives.

Of course, this was also because Moore and Robin did not attack them further, leaving them to watch the humiliation. Otherwise, they would be like the two third-level shame [Light Chasers], who would have been killed after the surprise attack and then the finishing blow.

Mockingbird leaned closer to Moore and said softly, "Osment, I need your help."

"Okay," Moore raised his staff and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

"You don't have to do anything," the robin's hand brushed across his chest, and when it left, there was a bloody, still beating heart in his hand.

"Just be my sacrifice."

(End of this chapter)