Mystery: The Stars Returner

The majestic Holy Wind Church, even in the dark night, can make people feel the sharp breath of the storm coming towards their faces.

Pannadia felt her scalp numb and her face turned slightly pale, especially when she saw the archbishop looking at her with doubtful eyes inside the door of Holy Wind Church.

She felt that her heartbeat had skipped a beat. She quickly lowered the curtain of the carriage, returned to the carriage and sat down. She tried to use a calm tone to ask the carriage driver to turn around and return.

Not to mention the gate of the Holy Wind Church, even within a few hundred meters nearby, it was a restricted area for those called heretics.

If you don't have a superficial identity that is reasonable and worthy of scrutiny, you won't dare to approach this place.

The only thing that Panadia is glad about now is that the carriage did not rush directly into the Holy Wind Church just now, otherwise she would never be able to escape!

At this time, she no longer cared about investigating why she came to the Holy Wind Church, and left. Leave here quickly, and she must not be discovered by the Archbishop of the Holy Wind Church!

Just as the carriage was about to start moving again, a young cleric came here and stopped the carriage.

"Dear Madam, are you here late at night, do you need help with anything difficult?"

"Nothing, I just happened to be passing by." Panatia replied perfunctorily, pretending to be calm.

"Madam, you don't need to be shy to speak up. It is normal to seek the protection of gods. God is willing to accept all devout believers."

"I didn't believe in storms."

"God welcomes any lost lamb. Would you mind coming down and chatting for a few words?"

Panatia was annoyed by the difficult young cleric, but soon realized something was wrong.

People from the Church of Storms are often simple and crude in their actions. How could they have such patience?

not good!

damn it!

He's stalling for time!

Panatia didn't care about exposing her identity, and directly opened a channel in the spirit world, hoping to leave here by traveling through the spirit world.

boom!

The moment she entered the spiritual world, she was blasted out by the thunder that she had been waiting for for a long time!

The Extraordinaries of the Church of Storms had long expected that she would leave here in this way, so they ambush her in the spiritual world in advance!

Damn it, when did these storm believers become so cunning!

Panatia was frightened and angry, and hurriedly crashed the carriage and fled towards the densely populated place in the distance.

The surroundings were suddenly enveloped in circles of thunderous auras, like a thunderous prison, isolating her from the real world!

Dark clouds are gathering in the sky, and even more terrifying thunder is about to fall!

Panatia was determined to break through the blockade, but the raging storm blocked all her escape routes. She had no other way to leave except to tear open this thunder prison.

And brute force has never been what the Witch Path is good at.

She could only gather layers of ice to protect her body and block the incoming thunder.

Just when she couldn't bear it anymore and was about to kneel down under the power of thunder, someone tore open the spiritual world, grabbed her shoulders, and took her away from here at a high speed.

"It's a pity that we couldn't catch her."

"The people who rescued her are very strong, and it's not just Sequence 4."

"The Witch Sect suddenly sent so many powerful people to Backlund. Do they want to plot something?"

"Strange, why did this witch of despair suddenly come to the door of the church tonight? She shouldn't be that stupid, right?"

"Maybe she doesn't know why she is here."

"What kind of existence can completely blind the perception of a desperate witch?"

"I don't know. There are too many terrifying existences lurking in Backlund."

"Are you still chasing me?"

"Forget it, the current situation in Backlund is too complicated. We'd better be careful and don't be used as a gun by someone with intentions."

"God's eyes are watching the Southern Continent, and we should not cause trouble at this time."

The surrounding thunder dispersed, and the Holy Wind Church quickly returned to its previous tranquility.

……

Snapped!

"madness!"

In a forest near a manor, Panatia was slapped to the ground.

But she didn't dare to complain at all. On the contrary, she wanted to thank the other party for risking his life to save her.

That is the gate of the Holy Wind Church, and any unexpected situation will attract the attention of the Lord of Storms.

"You actually ran to the gate of Holy Wind Church alone! Do you really want to give some merit to the archbishop who is guarding there?"

"If I hadn't happened to be in that area, you would have been blown to pieces by thunder!"

Panatia lowered her head and timidly did not dare to speak. She was really frightened.

Her original intention was to see what kind of person Baron Hastur Campbell was. For the sake of safety, she also chose to take a time-consuming carriage, but who knew that the carriage driver would actually drive the carriage to the entrance of the Holy Wind Church, and she Didn't notice it at all.

What was even more frightening was that as soon as she opened the carriage curtain, she met the archbishop's gaze.

All this is just right.

If it hadn't been for the help of the black saint in front of him, he would have been arranged properly tonight, and then died in a daze.

When the Black Saint's anger was almost gone, Panatia stood up from the ground, her cheeks already red and swollen.

I have long heard that this Black Saint likes to slap others, and it is true that the slaps are hard and painful.

"Tell me about it."

"I originally wanted to take a look at Baron Hastur Campbell tonight, but I didn't expect that he would appear at the gate of Holy Wind Church out of nowhere. I..."

"Needless to say, stay away from that Baron Hastur Campbell in the future, and don't try to commit suicide again."

Before Panatia could ask why, the Black Saint had disappeared.

Just like her title, she likes darkness, blends into darkness, and disappears into darkness.

Who is Baron Hastur Campbell?

Who is secretly arranging her whereabouts tonight?

Is that someone even the Black Saint is afraid of?

After standing there for a while, Panatia realized that she was seriously injured and needed treatment.

When she thought that there were still more than ten days left, the plan was about to come to an end, and her injuries would not have time to recover.

……

Hastur slept soundly tonight, and he didn't wake up from his sleep until spirituality reminded him that something had happened.

Something was wrong with Will's folded paper crane. It should be Will who had some important news.

Lift the quilt and get out of bed, turn on the light, go to the window, and find the paper crane responsible for delivering the message.

It says: Don't sleep! Remember to deliver the latest ice cream tomorrow!

Tsk, with a tone of asking for credit, did Will do anything important tonight?

Hasta thought for a moment, then untied a paper crane and placed it in the palm of his hand, then went to bed.

In the dream, Will did not appear, but just played a short video to Hastur.

The Witch of Despair started to pay attention to herself, then took a carriage to find herself, and finally came to the gate of the Holy Wind Church.

With a stunned look on her face, she received a violent beating from the Extraordinaries of the Church of Storms. If the Black Witch hadn't taken action, she would have died in a daze.

"Well done Will."

Hastur was very satisfied with Will's handling of the matter. In the future, if the Witch Cult people came to disturb him again, he would ask Will to send them all to the gate of the church one by one.

Today is Holy Wind Church, but tomorrow it can be changed to St. Samuel Church. I believe they are happy to welcome guests from afar. After all, this is a lot of credit for bringing it to their door.

It's just a pity that the Witch of Despair wasn't directly beaten to death by Brother Storm.

Hasta thought for a while and was prepared to pretend that nothing happened, but then he thought about it, this was wrong.

This time the Witch Cult disturbed his sleep, shouldn't he pay some price for it?

After all, even Will, the mercury snake, has taken action, so he still needs to recoup some of the ice cream cost, right?

We can't let Will's attack go in vain.

It just so happened that Azshara's assassin potion was almost completely digested, and she was worried about the next potion formula.

"Oh, it's okay if you're not dead, but it won't be easy to collect mental damage fees if you die."

Hastur thought about it in his mind, and then went to the Hall of Stars.

By peering into the related fates, it is easy to find the residence of the unlucky witch.

Early the next morning, a letter was delivered to Panadia.

When she read the contents of the letter with a dazed face, she became angry and rushed straight to her forehead, and the bones of her fingers, which were holding the letter tightly, turned white.

It was obvious that he was the victim last night, but the other party actually had the nerve to demand compensation for his mental damages!

Moreover, the lion opened his mouth and wanted to pay for the witch path potion formula from Sequence 8 to Sequence 5!

The total value of this is close to ten thousand gold pounds!

What's even more annoying is that she doesn't dare to refuse this request.

She didn't want to walk on the street in the future, and then suddenly walk to St. Samuel's Church, and be surrounded and beaten by the extraordinary people from the Church of the Night.

The experience last night was so horrific that she didn't notice anything unusual from beginning to end.

This is enough to show that the strength of the person secretly far exceeds his own, and may be more than just Sequence 3.

Such people, no, they are angels on earth!

Panatia's heart trembled with fear, and when she thought that she was under the watchful eyes of an angel last night, she felt a deep chill covering her whole body.

At this moment, she felt that her injuries were aggravated.

Through this incident, she deeply understood the truth that in Backlund, one should keep a low profile and it is best to keep one's tail between one's legs.