The Path of Ascension to the Priest

In a small sparsely populated town in the Principality of Shas, there are only white skeletons patrolling the wide streets, and the houses on both sides are tightly closed, dark and without a trace of light.

The patrolling skeletons walked into a desolate manor, with yellow grass under their feet, and a faint smell of blood pervaded the air.

The lion man lying on the grass gnawed a bloody arm, raised his eyes and glanced at the skeleton, flicked his tail behind him, and directly pulled the skeleton apart, and the bones scattered all over the ground.

A gray-white shadow suddenly jumped down from the bare tree, half man, half beast, looked up at the moon in the sky and let out a wolf howl.

The lion man who was eating was disturbed, looked at the gray-white monster angrily, lowered his body and launched an attack.

The lion man and the monster fought together, the roar of the lion and the howling of wolves broke the silence of the night, the skeleton that had just been shredded by the lion man's tail was condensed again under a burst of black air, and the skeleton's eye sockets shone with green light. In just two strokes of the sharp hand bone, the heads of the lion man and the monster were chopped off.

The skeleton was stained red with blood, it took a step back and straightened up, staring blankly at the direction behind it.

Two figures, one red and one white, came out of the darkness. The person in front was a little petite, wearing a large red robe, the color was as rich as blood, and by the bright moonlight, one could see that she had a pair of gray eyes , She hooked the corners of her mouth, and her eyes showed a trace of cold evil.

The person who took a step behind her had snow-white long hair scattered behind her back, her sky-blue eyes were ice-cold, and her eyes were piercingly cold. She was tall and tall, with slender nails on the palm hanging by her side.

The two entered the house guarded by the lion man one after the other, walked through the long and dark corridor, and came to the entrance of the dungeon. The three-meter-tall giant saw Granna, walked over happily, and shouted happily. Said: "Master."

Granna hooked her lips, raised her hand and touched the giant's big head, motioning for him to open the door.

The "people" locked in the dungeon were a little restless because of the full moon night. When they heard the sound of the door, they all turned their heads and looked this way. There were gray-white monsters and tall and handsome men, and their eyes like beasts fell on Gran. The white-haired werewolf behind Na suddenly shrank, bowed his head and legs, and knelt directly on the ground.

Granna exclaimed, looking at the werewolf beside her, she smiled meaningfully, "The blood of the werewolf is really interesting."

Now probably only the werewolf blood still has such a strict hierarchy.

The coercion of submitting to the royal family is engraved deep in the blood.

The white-haired werewolf looked at her indifferently, Granna shrugged, and continued to walk deep into the dungeon, not stopping until she reached the innermost room.

She glanced inside through the window on the door, and nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, these two werewolves are quite young."

Inside the room were the captured Eva and Jillian, because both of them had turned into werewolves on the full moon night, and they were sitting together to rest.

The white-haired werewolf glanced inside, then raised his hand and grabbed Granna's neck. With a little force on his index finger and thumb, Granna's neck snapped and snapped. She frowned and threw him away. , a red figure appeared in front of her right, Granna looked at her with a smile, and softly persuaded: "Ofina, don't be so angry."

The corpses on the ground have turned into scarecrows.

Ofina looked at her coldly, and said displeasedly: "I told you not to attack werewolves."

"But the efficiency of these wastes is too low." Granna kicked a man kneeling on the ground, and said helplessly, "When will you give me an army of werewolves?"

She touched her chin and added, "A werewolf army with normal intelligence that can transform."

"You are dreaming." Ofina said coldly: "The reproductive rate of werewolves is lower than that of ordinary women. It is useless for you to catch all werewolves."

Grana took out an oval turquoise fruit from her sleeve, shook it in front of Ofina, and said with a smile: "What if there is this?"

As soon as the turquoise fruit was taken out, the corridor was filled with a fragrant smell, and the turbid air was purified. Just smell it lightly, and the fragrance is refreshing.

Ofina frowned, reached out and snatched the fruit, looked at it a few times, and asked, "Why do you have this?"

Grana smiled, "It doesn't matter."

"The important thing is that this increases the rate of reproduction."

While talking, Grana reached out to snatch the fruit in Ofina's hand, but she was in vain. The smile on the corner of her mouth paused, and her gray eyes sank.

Ofina put away the fruit and said blankly: "I said, you are not allowed to attack werewolves."

Grana was silent for a while, her expression softened, and she said softly: "I just want to try." Seeing that Ofina was unmoved, she said in a deep voice, "Don't you want to resurrect the magic circle? "

She raised her eyes and exchanged glances with Ofina, and said with a smile: "My daughter is very talented in witchcraft, and she will definitely be able to research the resurrection circle."

She wanted to threaten the thing that Ofina cared about most.

"This is the condition we negotiated at the beginning." Ofina was unmoved, and said coldly: "If you can't fulfill it, I will bloodbath the entire Anderson family."

She turned indifferently and strode away.

Grana looked at her back, her face changed a few times, and finally the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, but she didn't smile at all, instead full of evil, "Werewolf..."

She made a gesture to the people on the ground. The man got up from the ground, went to the next room and opened the door. Seven or eight tall and strong men turned their heads to look at the door with red eyes.

The man nodded at them, and then opened the room of Eva and Jillian according to Granna's order. Those wolf men who were restless because of the full moon night broke into the room, looking at the sitting room with red eyes. Two people in the corner.

The small room was filled with these people, the door behind him was closed with a click, and the heavy panting/breathing sound ignited the temperature of the room.

Eva opened her eyes, with a flash of hostility in her eyes, she stood up and rubbed her wrists, her tail flicked back and forth violently, "Okay, good."

"You guys are getting more and more courageous." Eva took a step forward, and the men of the wolf clan were forced to retreat involuntarily. "Let the leader know that your entire village will be torn apart."

The locked door behind him reminded the men of the wolf tribe where they were now, and the restlessness in their hearts began to stir again. Not everyone in the wolf tribe had the opportunity to mate with a werewolf like Eva.

Only excellent men can be selected, and those like them can only breed with ordinary wolf women.

Although they have werewolf blood in their bodies, their lifespan is as short as that of ordinary people. Only by passing on their own blood can they have the opportunity to share the lifespan of werewolves.

Now is an opportunity, the men of the wolf tribe breathe harder, and only by mating with werewolves like Eva and Jillian can they have a chance to inherit their blood.

The man closest to Eva suddenly rushed towards her, followed by the second, and the third... Following a cold snort, it was the muffled sound of fists hitting the flesh, and screams spread outside, making Ge Lanna's face darkened.

After beating the people to the ground, Eva angrily twisted their necks one by one, and kicked the dead bodies away. She sat back next to Jillian and said depressingly, "When can we go out?"

Jillian opened his eyes and glanced at her, put his arms around her shoulders, patted her comfortingly, and when he glanced at the corpse on the ground, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Whether it was the full moon night in the Principality of Shas or the Bill Empire, for Eva, Jilian and Tang Qiu, it passed at an extremely slow speed.

The full moon night has passed, which means that she has survived another danger, and there is still a whole month before the next time, so she can just take this opportunity to think about saving Irene.

They still have a long way to go from the Principality of Shas. If they are traveling at this speed, let alone whether they will be able to arrive when the next full moon night comes, Tang Qiu very much doubts whether Irene can persist until then.

Maybe there is no threat to her life safety, but mental torture can also break people down.

Irene probably hated the black witch who captured her very much, otherwise, she wouldn't have gone so far to find a chance to ask her for help.

Just when Tang Qiu was thinking about what method to use to temporarily leave the Holy See team, he did not expect that Monica, who had endured for several days and was extremely irritable, created an opportunity for her.

In the small garden in the manor, Reese was sitting in the sun enjoying afternoon tea. The faint fragrance of flowers was scattered in the air, and a few sniffs would make people feel refreshed.

Tang Qiu came to the garden at the beginning just to ask Reiss about her departure time, but seeing her leisurely and enjoying appearance, she sighed a few words and simply sat down and poured a cup of rose tea.

Reese looked at the blond priest sitting opposite, with the corners of her mouth curled up, and said jokingly, "Aren't you afraid of being seen by Monica?"

The aroma of rose tea made Tang Qiu raise her mouth. She rubbed the warm cup wall, her brows were soft and her eyes were deep. Maybe it was because of the backlight that she looked affectionate. She said with a smile, "I'm not afraid."

Anyway, with Monica, the culprit is Reese.

Ruisi raised her eyebrows, feeling that the smile on Tang Qiu's lips was meaningful. She shook her head and chuckled, picked up a delicate rose on the table, and handed it to Tang Qiu who was about to add a few petals to the cup. At that time, Monica came over angrily, raised her hand and knocked off the rose in her hand.

"Stay away from her." Monica said to Ruisi coldly. She pulled Tang Qiu up to protect her and looked directly at Ruisi. "I have something to tell you."

Reese touched the back of her hand that was sore from the beating, narrowed her eyes, and looked slightly sideways at Tang Qiu, who was protected by Monica. The blond priest was drinking tea as if nothing had happened.

Reese shifted her gaze to Monica: "...what's the matter?"

Monica said blankly: "We will escort the believers of light to the central Holy See separately."

Her delay with Reese was at its limit.

Her words made Tang Qiu, who was drinking tea leisurely behind him, pause for a moment, his eyes moved slightly, and his downcast eyes fell into deep thought.

Reese folded her hands on the table and said with a smile, "Separate?"

"Grace and I escorted the believers of Bill's Holy See back to the Central Holy See, and you go to other countries to continue to select believers."

"Oh?" Reese hooked the corners of her mouth and said softly, "It sounds pretty good."

She didn't directly refuse, which made Monica's expression lighten a little. She was about to say something more, when Tang Qiu behind her spoke before her, "Why don't we divide into three teams."

She mused and said: "There are too many countries with the Holy See in the Statu Continent. It would be a waste of time to rely solely on Archbishop Reese to select believers. It is better for Priest Monica to also be responsible for the journey."

"And I continue to escort believers along this road to the central Holy See."

Separated in three ways, without Monica and Reese, there are many things she can do.

Monica was a little hesitant, while Reese glanced at Tang Qiu, with a playful look in her eyes, Tang Qiu frowned indistinctly, thinking that Reese was going to get in the way again, she nodded casually, " OK."

Tang Qiu looked at her, not relieved by her consent, and quietly waited for what she would say next.

However, Reese picked up the cup, lowered her head and took a sip, as if she didn't intend to speak again.

Reese didn't make trouble, Tang Qiu was a little surprised, but she didn't show it on her face. She put the cup on the table, and the clear voice interrupted Monica's contemplation. She frowned and said in a deep voice : "Which countries I am in charge of, I will send someone to inform you later."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left without waiting for Reese's response. Tang Qiu glanced at Monica's back and did not follow immediately. Instead, she raised her cup to gesture to Reese, and said softly, "Thank you for your hospitality. "

Reese looked at her playfully, and jokingly said, "You're welcome, I wish you the best of luck."

Her expression seemed to have seen Tang Qiu's ulterior motives. Tang Qiu smiled, nodded calmly, and replied, "I also wish Archbishop Ruisi a smooth journey."

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