In the past, Popes was valiant and powerful. He was known as the Son of the Corpse Demon.
He was said to be qualified to surpass the Chairman of the Daywalker Council and the leader of the Nightwalker Alliance, the two top existences.
But now …
"Give up, I won't show myself," Popes said casually. "I've already retired. I'm just an ordinary drunkard now, that's all. "
"But …!?"
"No buts!"
Popes cut him off sharply.
The Emissary was at a loss as she was suddenly interrupted.
Suddenly, the communication device in her ear rang.
A short voice message was transmitted to her ears.
The Emissary did not feel anything wrong at first, but as the voice continued to enter her ears, her eyes slowly widened.
An indescribable, indescribable anger and murderous intent surged from her body.
As one of the core elites of the Early Moon Sword, the Emissary's strength was ranked at the top even among the line ranks.
At this moment, she could not even control her murderous intent and emotions.
"Lord Popes …" The Emissary slowly raised her head, revealing a pair of bloodshot blue eyes.
"The White Calamity has now spread to your hometown, the Saarla Province. From yesterday until now, more than fifty thousand clansmen have been slaughtered without any reason or motive … "
"And this number is still rising …" The Emissary's voice was low, revealing great anger and sorrow.
"What does that have to do with me?" Popes's hand that was holding the wine cup paused for a moment before returning to normal.
"Nothing at first, but we just received news that your sister, Lord Bai Yueying, was also captured by the White Calamity two hours ago. We don't know if she's alive or dead …"
The Emissary said calmly, enunciating each word.
Popes's hand that was holding the wine cup finally trembled, and then slammed it on the table.
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The Corpse Demon World, Saarla Province.
At the edge of the wide red canyon.
A huge circular crater was abruptly embedded in the red ground.
The huge pit was already filled with a large number of Corpse Demons.
Outside the crater, there were still groups of Corpse Demons being chased into the crater like livestock.
The clergymen were completely enclosed in the heavy and sturdy holy armor. The current holy armor, after being improved and perfected by the research institute, not only did it have a fully enclosed respiratory system.
There was also a powerful purification ability that automatically generated a Saint power field to cover the entire body.
As long as the wearer still had Saint power, the armor would be able to unleash a Saint power protection field with a high cost-performance ratio.
An ordinary cleric would need at least a tenth of a one-winged cleric's Saint power to cast a Cleansing Field.
However, using the Holy Armor was different. The consumption of the Holy Armor was at most one-thirtieth of the consumption of a one-winged cleric.
In theory, one only needed to be at the Two-wing level to be able to use the Holy Armor to unleash the Holy Light Force Field forever without worrying about consumption.
Because with the wings, the consumption of the Holy Armor was just enough to keep up with the automatic recovery of Saint power.
"How many are there already?" Khadula stood on a protruding yellow stone pillar. The surface of the pillar was full of weathered holes.
"There are a total of 53 festivals in the province, with around 117,600 people gathered," the adjutant replied respectfully.
"Not bad. But I guess the corpsedemons in this province are almost all gone?" Khadula asked lazily.
"While there are a few that slipped through, but we have most of them in our hands," the adjutant said with a smile.
"The biggest advantage of the corpsedemons is their genealogy. Their power comes from their bloodline, so they value their clan very much. We just need to catch one and dig carefully, and we will be able to dig out the large group of corpsedemons behind it. "
Khadula laughed.
"They have been at peace for too long, so long that they have completely forgotten their basic vigilance."
"The assembly is complete. What should we do next?" the adjutant asked quickly.
"We need more souls, more flesh and blood, and these are far from enough," Khadula said. "To reach the level where Brother's arrival is possible, we need more preparations." We still need to set up more. "
Also, the Saintess has sent over another ten thousand corpsedemons, and they are already on their way, "the adjutant said quickly.
"Don't send them over. Send them to the nearest festival pit and bury them," Khadula ordered.
She walked to the edge of the pit and looked down at the countless corpsedemons with blank expressions.
These corpsedemons looked like humans, but in essence, they were monsters that fed on humans.
According to Khadula's theory, wild animals should be kept for zoo viewing.
It would be too troublesome if there were too many of them, and it would be better to make them an endangered species. Putting them in zoos would allow future generations to see how this species had multiplied, mated, and produced offspring, and that would be enough.
Besides, wild animals that had eaten humans were not good animals, so all the corpsedemons that had eaten humans had to be dealt with.
With the cooperation of the thirteen emissaries, and Khadula herself leading the way, the Blood Changeling Ritual officially began.
Capturing all the evil corpsedemons that had eaten humans was the common goal of all the clerics.
It was also because of this goal, coupled with all kinds of videos, information, and hidden facts that were circulating on the Internet.
The society of this country had begun to experience violent upheaval.
The Blood Changeling Ritual this time, and even behind the scenes, was supported by the military bigwigs among the ordinary people.
Especially when that bigwig was weak, when his most beloved brother was killed and eaten by the corpsedemons.
With such hatred, it was only natural for such a large-scale massacre to occur.
"Has the Source appeared?" Suddenly, Lin Sheng's voice rang in Khadula's mind.
She paused for a moment, and gestured for her adjutant not to speak.
"Not yet, we have deliberately amplified our influence, but it does not seem to cause much harm to the world. According to what Nurgana said, the Source should only appear when the world is in turmoil, right? "
"It will have a profound impact on the world, and cause great harm. It does not matter how many people you have killed. "Lin Sheng said calmly.
"Throughout history, those who truly had a great impact were the existences that revolutionized the thinking of the whole."
"Brother, you mean …"
"If you want to force out the Source in a short period of time, it seems that I have to come personally." Lin Sheng said. "Is the teleportation ritual stable?"
Khadula and Lin Sheng were of the same soul, and as long as Lin Sheng did not conceal it, she would immediately know the main body's intentions.
"I understand. But, isn't this a little too … "Even Khadula, after knowing the main body's plan, still felt a little hesitant.
"It's okay. The flower of hope that grows in despair is the treasure that I want to pluck the most. "Lin Sheng replied.
Disconnecting, Khadula looked at the countless corpsedemons below.
She waved her hand.
"Let's begin."
Whoosh …
Beneath the giant crater, the buried poisonous gas bombs began to explode at the same time, and a large amount of toxic smoke filled the bottom of the giant crater.
The clueless corpsedemons immediately reacted, and wanted to jump up and escape.
But just as they jumped, they were shot into pieces by the machine guns that were set up around them.
Blood, screams, pain, and despair, all of it erupted and intertwined in the giant crater.
Khadula only took a few glances and did not want to look anymore.
Boring.
She did not like the corpsedemon's arms. These man-eating creatures were uncivilized wild animals, and looking at them made her lose her appetite.
Jumping down from the stone pillar, she turned and left, intending to check out the situation in the other craters.
Suddenly, a strange palpitation came from the edge of the distant sky.
"That is …?"
"Looks like we're in luck." Lin Sheng said again. "That is the Source … the world's forces have made their move …"
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