Night Raven Master

Chapter 466

"Under the witness of the storm, what did the two fog knights come for?"

After a short self-introduction, Tromini asked aloud.

"I'm Simon, my esteemed Priest of the Storm. I wonder if your church has received news that people from other churches have entered the city of fog?"

Simon sorted out his language, and asked aloud according to the original plan.

Hearing his inquiry, Tromini chuckled and said:

"I didn't pay attention to these things, but since the believers in our church didn't report to me, they shouldn't have noticed."

He paused, and the inexplicable wind around him rolled the mist around him, making him look imposing, and then he continued:
"So the two of you are here to inform us about the other churches that have entered Fog City?"

"Yes, we have repeatedly confirmed that we have entered other churches in Wudu, including the Maid of the Rose, the Apprentice of Silver Cinder, the Crimson Sir, and the Eight-Limb Cultist."

"The Maid of the Rose, is she a member of the church of the god 'Lady Black Rose'? The Silver Cinder Apprentice corresponds to the Silver Cinder Instructor, the Crimson Sir corresponds to the Duke of the Blood Tree, and the Eight-Limb Cultist...is that the broken Eight-Limb Church? "

Tromini repeated it for confirmation.

It's not an eight-legged believer, it should be the eight-legged hunter Yate added silently in his heart.

It turns out that the core of the teachings of the Church of Eight Limbs is "lurking silently in a hidden place, quietly controlling fate", but now there is an additional "original sin of hunting".

"That's right." Simon answered Tromini's question, "We have confirmed that they appear in the Fog City."

"I will inform other priests to pay attention to this matter." Tromini nodded with a smile, "Mr. Simon, thank you for your information. If there is any news, I will send someone to inform you."

After the two exchanged a few pleasantries, Tromini turned and left, while Simon watched the other party leave, relieved and breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's great, Jag. Fortunately, I met Tromini. He is much easier to get along with than other storm priests. Next, pay attention to the Rose Maid, the Silver Cinder Apprentice, the Crimson Sir, and the Eight-Limbed Cultists. things."

There was obvious joy on Simon's face, as if he was delighted that such a simple thing could be done.

"You are too happy, Simon." Art glanced at him and smiled inwardly.

After parting with Simon and Arthur, Tromini stopped suddenly on the way back.

"It seems that the temple in the fog has also found me."

From the corner of an ordinary building next to it, a handsome young man in a crimson robe walked out.

Tromini looked at the other party, and glanced at the crimson strange pattern with branches and roots on the other party's body:
"If you can change this outfit, the chance of being discovered will be much lower."

"This is impossible." The right hand of the handsome young man in a bright red glove brushed over the floral folds arched on his chest, "This is the symbol of the Church of the Blood Tree. Losing the crimson robe means that Losing the identity of the Crimson Sir, you don't know this, do you?"

He looked at Tromini with a half-smile: "The price of the crimson royal clothes is very high. All kinds of rich people who know about the existence of the extraordinary world have tried their best to obtain the dark red noble clothes. I alone An ordinary bishop, with a price of one billion, is really an exaggeration."

"Tromini, do you have any idea of ​​being a hunter? You only need to shoot me with the quicksilver gun you got under your robe by killing the silver ember apprentice, and you can get the ten A bounty of [-] million."

The handsome young man said with a smile, and opened his hands, his tone seemed very arrogant.

However, Tromini didn't have any plans to launch an attack. After frowning slightly, he said in a flat voice:

"I'm not so confident that I think I can kill the Crimson Sir who can't be killed even if Bishop Black Rose and Bishop Silver Ember work together."

The person in front of him had escaped repeatedly under the pursuit of the famous Black Rose Bishop Osha and Silver Ember Bishop Sewall, and even nearly killed one of them——

"Cross Red Jazz" Dougavler.

The origin of the name seems to be related to a certain religious army called "Crusaders" that once existed.

"What a pity." Dougavle patted the floral folds on his chest, "I thought you would be like the two storm priests before."

"As a reward, these two things will be given to you." After speaking, Dogafle threw two small objects at Tromini.

A light green whirlwind blew up around Tromini, lifting the two objects.

However, when the power he controlled lifted the thing up, he felt an extremely familiar or homologous power from inside.

look carefully
"This is the symbol of the Storm Priest!?"

In his hands was a small ship's helm charm and a piece of cloth embroidered with the emblem of the Eye of the Storm.

Moreover, among these two things, the amount of power that is the same as his is even greater than his.

Chief Priest! ?
Tromini cast his gaze on the smiling Dougavle in disbelief.

Looking at the other party's smile, he couldn't help taking a step back.

The chief priests were all killed by the other party, and he
"Don't worry, Tromini, we are colleagues who robbed, killed, and bombed banks together. Do you think I came here to kill you?"

"As for killing the priest of the storm, you don't have to worry about it. I just ran into a few unknown priests of the storm. They found my trail. One wanted to contact other churches. After finding me, the other wanted to find me. Kill me, I have to kill the relevant personnel."

Dogafle had a smile on his face, as if what he did was just a last resort:
"Believe me, Tromini, how could I kill you?"

After finishing speaking, he looked sideways in the direction where Art and Simon left, and said under the watchful eyes of Tromini, who was vigilant and vigilant all over:

"Tromini, I will give you a piece of advice, be careful of those two people just now."

Hearing this sentence, Tromini's face became a little puzzled.

"Those two people just now, someone discovered my existence."

"What!?" Tromini's face changed slightly.

"I don't know which one of them, although that person didn't mean to hide it at all, but when I was peeping, I was hurt by them."

Dogafle raised his left hand, which had been motionless all this time——

Starting from the wrist of his left hand, his entire hand has been distorted and deformed into a spider-like shape.

"Is this a curse?" Tromini's eyes widened.

(End of this chapter)