Signing in for 18 years, I took in the witch and raised her hand to kill the god

"The end!"

"The ultimate of all things!"

"The highest aspiration of our lives!"

……

"Praise! Finally!"

In the complicated sewer pipe network, under the leadership of the high priest of the leading order, the people in black robes kept repeating some kind of pilgrimage, with exaggerated and sincere expressions, and praised loudly.

At the head of the crowd, an extremely tall man in black robes was leading the sacrifice.

He is the leader of this group of sects, the high priest.

For all believers in the church.

The High Priest is both mysterious and powerful, and no one ever knew where the High Priest was from, and no one knew why he founded the order.

But the believers know one thing, that is, the powerful high priest will definitely lead him closer to the end, which is the starting point and end point of all life, where he will be able to eliminate all troubles and achieve a life free from pain and famine. world.

on the altar.

The tall high priest looked indifferently at the prostrate believers under the stage, filled with a different kind of pleasure in his heart, with a wave of his big hand, countless black air came out and squeezed into the bodies of several very devout believers.

"Ahhhh!"

The huge black air directly and violently squeezed into the thin bodies of the believers, causing them to suffer great pain. Their bodies seemed to be torn apart, and their souls were in extreme pain.

Seeing how miserable the few people were, those believers who had just joined the religion for a short time subconsciously retreated a lot, their eyes filled with fear.

The high priest's eyes were displeased, and he waved his hand again. The thick black air once again enveloped the weaker believers. After the black air dissipated, the fear and cowardice disappeared, replaced by fanaticism and fearlessness.

A look of satisfaction appeared on the old face of the high priest.

Back then, he was just a fisherman. If he hadn't survived the storm and rushed to that isolated island and met that treasure, he wouldn't be able to achieve his current power!
Thinking of that treasure, the high priest's heart was filled with fire.

With it, I might be able to go one step further...

boom!
The ground trembled a little, and a lot of gravel fell.

There was panic under the altar.

The high priest's eyes were fixed, and he directly used his strength to freeze the entire cave, then called two subordinates and asked, "What's going on? Didn't I give the order to control the patient out of control!"

The subordinate who wore "End No. 35" also looked puzzled, and replied: "Reporting to the high priest, the subordinates don't know, but the group of patients above is indeed not crazy, it seems to be outside..."

Finally, in the middle of the 35th, the inside of the pipeline became turbulent again, and the movement was even bigger than before!

Fortunately, the huge sewer pipe network under the imperial capital has not been built for more than 200 years, and the quality is still acceptable. Although there is a lot of movement, there is no rupture or collapse.

"Quick, quickly send someone up to see what's going on!" the high priest quickly ordered.

The sacrificial ceremony was temporarily suspended, and all the believers slowly fell into a deep sleep under the black energy controlled by him.

The moment the subordinates were sent out.

A young man's indifferent voice came from the void.

"Skadi, do it!"

The high priest was horrified, Xin Dao didn't find anyone hiding beside him, and subconsciously wanted to control the black energy to surround him.

However, everything is in vain.

The three of Ronan and one goblin hid in the void at the beginning of the sacrifice, quietly watching the farce.

The legacy memory in Will's mind helped a lot.

He pointed out that most of those believers were shallow believers, but they were brainwashed by the high priest with false teachings and the ultra-ultra-ultra-ultra-low version of "The Last Poison", and it was over after killing him.

After some discussion, Ronan decided to implement the policy of capturing the king.

As soon as there was movement outside, Skadi immediately started to infect.

"Infection!"

The high priest's eyes went dark, and he felt a pair of cold little hands pressing directly on the sides of his head. As soon as his eyes went dark, he lost control of his body.

After Skadi put his hand on the head of the high priest, he closed his eyes, obviously trying to perform his skills.

half an hour.

She frowned, her eyes were already opened, and her face showed disappointment, "Master, no, this old guy has a soul defense mechanism in his brain, and it will explode if I touch it!"

"Forcibly break through!" Ronan quickly made a decision.

Skadi nodded and closed his eyes again.

After a while, Ronan saw a change in the high priest's head, and there was a strange surge under the scalp, as if it had been activated.

Suddenly, with a bang, the head split open strangely, and a black light disappeared in an instant.

Who is Koronan?

With a fixed look in his eyes, he grabbed it with his big hand and grabbed it directly into his palm. The black light did not know what it was. After being caught by Ronan, he became restless and wanted to break through the space again and escape.

Ronan hurriedly stepped up his strength, added hundreds of seals casually, and he was honest.

Alisa watched the young master's tricks from the side, and the desire in her eyes almost overflowed.

half an hour.

Skadi opened his eyes, looking a little tired, but his eyes were surprisingly bright.

"Master, I found some useful news!"

"Say"!
Ronan was succinct.

"This old guy has multiple soul defenses in his mind, but I directly touched and took the opportunity to ingest some information. Guess what his name is? What did he do before he became the high priest of this sect?"

Alyssa pretended to raise her hand to ask for a stir-fried chestnut, and the latter dismissed her riddle-like question, and hurriedly said: "His real name is Bit, and he is an old fisherman from a fishing village in the south of the Republic of Gaul. His family is poor. Running around at sea all day, even life is a bit difficult."

"However, just one day three years ago, this guy encountered a storm and capsized. When he woke up, he was washed up on a small island and found a treasure on it."

"That treasure is a strangely shaped sculpture. After touching him, it got into his body, and then he learned a lot of things inexplicably, and finally developed this final sect!"

The final sect?

"Is it a trace or a relic of Modo?" Will said.

Ronan paused, raised the sealed black light in his hand, and asked Skadi, "Do you have any memory of this thing?"

Skadi glanced twice, then shook his head, "That old guy is a ruthless person, he directly planted a self-destructive defensive circle in the sea of ​​spirits, my level of infection power is not high, so I can't find any more Lots of news."

"However, I also saw the news of another acquaintance in the old guy's memory. Do you know who it is?"

"Who?"

Skadi poked her waist and said, "Ogg! The grandson born to the second son of the Tut Family Gem Lord is your classmate!"