Let's rewind time to twenty minutes ago.
It was a small secret chamber in the sewers of Lancaster.
A man wearing long red robes was sitting on a throne of stone, accepting the worship of his believers.
Expressionlessly, he lightly touched his left eye, which was covered by an eyepatch.
The city watch had discovered the sacrificial ground.
John Dana muttered softly to himself.
Then, he looked at the 'believers' who were clueless about this and only kept repeating the same prayer and kowtowing to him. A sense of annoyance arose in his heart.
It seemed that it was time to give up on those brainless fellows. Even if they weren't fully prepared, they had to act as soon as possible, and move to another city to recruit new 'believers' regardless of success or failure.
It was fortunate that Lancaster's city watch had been slow to react to various cases, and he should have plenty of time to perfect his plan.
Even so, that thought vanished from John Dana's mind after a moment.
He touched his left eye again and felt the soul of a 'believer' entering it. This meant that another 'believer' had been discovered and killed in the midst of resistance.
Although John Dana was prepared to be exposed since setting up multiple sacrificial grounds would increase the chances of exposure, the frequency at which the sacrificial grounds were being discovered was simply too fast. It was as if the enemy had discovered the pattern of the sacrificial grounds.
'No, it must be a coincidence since the sacrificial grounds are arranged according to the pattern of a magic circle that covers most of the city … if they had really discovered the secret, they would have come here directly.'
Even as he thought that, two more sacrificial grounds were discovered, and the believers stationed there were dying one after another.
'I can't wait any longer! I have to … '
Before he could think of what to do, the walls of the secret chamber suddenly caved in, and several figures rushed in from outside.
"Don't move!" One of the youths who was holding a torch (it was actually Happy Flames) shouted. "You have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will become nonsense!"
"Leniency for those who confess, severity for those who resist!" A young girl wearing brass knuckles shouted as well.
"I'm not targeting anyone. I'm just saying that everyone here is a pervert!" Soon, a middle-aged man who had armed himself like a steel bucket blocked the entrance to the secret chamber, calmly raising his longsword and aiming it at the youth and the young girl.
"Ahem." The young man coughed lightly as a hint.
"Sorry, the field of vision of this MK8 with all 7 components is a little strange …"
The middle-aged man immediately adjusted his direction and aimed his weapon at the anus of another cultist. The latter trembled and covered his buttocks.
"Lord … Lord Divine Prince …"
The dozens of cultists who were surrounded by the three players turned to John Dana. When they saw that John Dana was still as calm as ever, they felt as if they had found a pillar of support. They weren't as panicked as before, and were even tempted to surround the three players instead.
"Hmph … God's lackey?"
Johan Dana sneered and slowly stood up from the stone throne.
He was around 1.7 meters tall and almost as tall as Edward. Still, for some reason, a terrible aura arose as he slowly rose to his feet like a giant looking down on an ant, leaving everyone breathless. "To be able to recognize my City-Devouring Ritual Circle and sense that I intend to sacrifice all of Lancaster … I must commend you for your keen intuition."
"Hold on. Didn't you build a sacrificial ground here to kill the new emperor's envoy and start a war?" Princess Leah asked by reflex even though she had been intimidated by John Dana's sudden rise in aura.
"The new emperor's envoy? What the hell is that? "
Leah: "…"
John: "…"
After staring at each other for a moment, both sides realized that the other seemed to have gotten something wrong, and an awkward atmosphere promptly spread in the secret chamber.
"You actually intend to sacrifice an entire city!" Leah exclaimed. "I shall punish you for such a heinous crime!"
John: "That's the only thing the dogs of the gods can do! If you can do it, then bring it on! "
Hence, the two tacitly decided to act as if they didn't know about it and move on to the next phase.
Then, John Dana slowly raised his right hand and snapped his fingers at the Players, who were on high alert.
In the next split second, darkness shrouded the entire secret chamber!
"Damn it, I can't see anything. What sorcery is that?" Marni exclaimed in surprise, having poor vision thanks to his weird helmet in the first place.
"No, he's just turning off the Illum crystal lamp on the ceiling …"
Edward replied, not falling into a blind state because of Flamejoy.
Be that as it may, Happy Flames' illumination range was limited and the flame itself was dancing erratically, causing the shadows around them to look as if a bunch of demons were dancing chaotically, not to mention that the cultists were moving around in panic. By the time Edward increased the brightness of Happy Flames by several times and completely illuminated the entire secret chamber, John was nowhere to be seen in front of the stone throne.
In that very moment, John, whose appearance had changed dramatically among the crowd of cultists smiled.
How naive of you to think that you can stop me with just three people!
As a habitual criminal who wandered across the continent, John Dana had been stopped by cultists of other righteous churches more than once, and had plenty of experience in dealing with such situations.
'Next, I'll just have to encourage these stupid believers and urge them to attack the exit together … Although at first glance, the boy and girl on the other side of the hole in the wall look more delicate, since they dare to block so many of us with only two of them, they must be elite believers. We can't fight them head-on. On the other hand, although the silly heavy-armored soldier looks very strong, his movements must not be too agile. As long as the believers knock down the clumsy heavy-armored soldier, I'll be able to slip away …'
John quickly calculated his next course of action in his head.
Then, he realized in shock that both the boy and girl over the hole in the wall and the tin can by the door were turning their gazes at him at the same time.
No way! How could my disguise be seen through?!
"Do you think we're blind that there's a level thirty-two elite monster among a bunch of level seven or eight small fries?!"
Before Hardedef could react, the girl had already charged in front of him. She waved her fist, which was wrapped in golden divine power, and punched the side of Hardedef's face. His entire cheek caved in, and a few of his teeth were knocked out!
Even Edward couldn't help showing a toothache at the sight of it.
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Chapter 304
Cultist leader?
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