Bloody Mary had a warm smile on its face as it calmly glanced over Viscount Sicar, Withering Branch, Resting Deer, and the priest of Decaying Water.
"I am here on behalf of my lord."
Bloody Mary said in a calm tone.
"Welcome."
The priest of Decaying Water showed a delighted smile and stepped up to welcome Bloody Mary.
However, that smile was too forceful, and it carried a sense of falsehood.
Still, it didn't stop Bloody Mary from following the priest into Viscount Sicar's living room.
Likewise, as the host, Viscount Sicar had to show his manners as well. He took two steps forward and stopped 3 meters away from Bloody Mary. His stern face showed a polite smile.
"Good evening, emissary of the Mist."
Said the viscount.
"Good evening, Lord Viscount …"
"Do it!"
Just as Bloody Mary replied to Viscount Sicar, the priest of Decaying Water shouted loudly and waved his hand at Viscount Sicar.
Dense water vapor enveloped Viscount Sicar in an instant.
It wasn't just the priest of Decaying Water who made his move.
Withering Branch quietly coiled around Viscount Sicar's body.
Resting Deer took two steps back, lowered its head, and charged forward.
Dak, Dak Dak.
Its hooves stomped on the stone floor in rapid succession. At the next moment, the antlers weaved from the tree branches stabbed into Viscount Sicar's body, which was shrouded in mist and bound by the branches.
The seemingly sturdy armor was instantly pierced through like a piece of paper.
Puk!
Red blood started to spurt out and spread.
Bloody Mary followed the promise it made with the priest of Decaying Water and Withering Branch, walking towards Viscount Sicar and waving its palm at him.
Likewise, it was also the promise it had with Viscount Sicar.
It would remove the shackles for him.
Then, the two of them worked together to kill the Resting Deer before attacking the Withering Branch.
As for the priest of Decaying Water?
The other party was just a mortal. Muskets, strong bows, and crossbows were all enough to deal with him.
When Bloody Mary's fingertip touched the branches of Withering Branch, the branches shrunk and detached themselves from the viscount's body. On top of that, the dense water vapor vanished as well, revealing the viscount who had been holding it in his hand and wearing it on his head.
In an instant, a horrifying aura emanated from his body.
An illusory figure with a faint glow attached itself to the other party's body.
A hint of holiness immediately appeared in the horrifying aura.
The viscount of Sicar stood there like a holy child.
His gaze was slightly apologetic through the gap in his visor.
"I'm sorry that I lied to you."
"Although this goes against my oath, for the sake of the God of War, I have no regrets!"
"I am willing to bear all the sins!"
Viscount Sicar then drew the sword from his waist.
Clang!
The sound of the blade rubbing against the scabbard was slow and piercing to the ears.
However, Bloody Mary's attention wasn't attracted by it, it was still glued to the viscount.
The viscount became stronger.
After saying his' sin ', the other party grew even stronger.
Using the faith in his heart as the foundation and applying it in reverse?
It didn't just not destroy the faith, it would make it purer!
Soon enough, Bloody Mary's Mystical Knowledge identified the viscount's current condition. At the same time, it was certain this wasn't the viscount's full strength.
Every fanatic had the same trump card: self-immolation.
It was just like the lies of every heretic.
Bloody Mary turned around to the priest of Withering Branch and Decaying Water.
"I don't want to lie to you.
"But who asked my lord to be at such a disadvantage?"
The priest of Decaying Water pretended to apologize again, but his hands weren't slow at all. The dense water vapor attached itself to Bloody Mary layer by layer, corroding its body.
Bloody Mary was calm and unperturbed, not showing any unusual reaction.
It made the priest of Decaying Water frown a little.
However, right away, the withered old man smiled.
"I know since you are here, you are prepared to die.
"In fact, it's not just you. I feel the same towards my Lord."
If I can clear the obstacles for my lord, I'm willing to die ten times, let alone once. "
The moment his words subsided, the elder's face turned fanatical and wicked.
However, Bloody Mary's gaze was already shifted away.
It looked at the Withering Branch attentively.
Withering Branch was drawing a mystical formation on the ground with its withered branch, stained with its own and Resting Deer's blood.
The core of the mystical formation was a circle, a circle pierced through by a horizontal line.
On both sides of the horizontal line, one side was drawn with a regular pentagram and the other side was a triangle.
The tip of the pentagram was decorated with Withering Branch and Resting Deer's blood, and the other side of the triangle was facing Bloody Mary.
When the corner of the mystical formation was pointed at Bloody Mary, it felt an obvious pressure, similar to when it went into a deep dive. Although it could still move, it couldn't move back to its normal form. When Resting Deer's horn shackled it, Bloody Mary completely lost its mobility.
"You are the Mist's kin.
"The mist that quietly 'descended' is much stronger than we imagined."
Because of that, you are able to become so powerful.
"But what's the big deal?"
No matter how powerful you are, you are nothing but a pitiful ghost that fell into a trap — if you are sacrificed, it will surely affect the Mist and might even inflict heavy damage on him.
Until then … Hahahaha! "
Withering Branch couldn't hold back its laughter when it spoke of the delightful part.
It never thought the Mist's kin would be so gullible.
A simple plan put the Mist in a desperate situation.
Did the Mist really think they would work together just because the Mist displayed its strength?
What a joke!
The more they thought about it, the more they wanted to kill the Mist.
One needed to know that the Land of Sicar was only this big, it couldn't accommodate more than two Gods that 'descended'.
Withering Branch and Resting Deer were enough.
Nothing more would be needed.
As for Decaying Water and Viscount Sicar?
They were both sacrifices for itself and Resting Deer, it was just that it wasn't time yet.
As it drew the mystical formation on the ground and the real one on the ground, the head controlled by Withering Branch showed a mocking smile.
It was then that Viscount Sicar pulled his sword out from the ground.
The normal sword had a glimmer on its edge, as if it weighed a thousand kilograms.
Viscount Sicar held the sword with both his hands and walked towards Bloody Mary step by step with difficulty.
The blade of the sword carried a dangerous aura.
Bloody Mary clearly noticed it.
If it got hit, it would surely be 'injured'!
But it didn't care!
Because it was its mission.
More importantly …
Its mission was completed.
"As I expected."
Bloody Mary glanced over the people and pagans at the scene and said slowly.
Its expression didn't change much, instead, it looked like it was relieved.
The expression caused anxiety in Viscount Sicar.
The anxiety appeared all of a sudden, similar to the time when he chose to become a Dark Walker, the ravings that would appear in his ears from time to time, it made him anxious.
On the other hand, Withering Branch and Resting Deer also felt their hearts throbbing for some reason.
Decaying Water, which had been slumbering in its believer's body, started to wake up.
Looking at the people and the pagans' expressions, Bloody Mary smiled.
"Am I really that stupid?
"Maybe."
But that's only when compared to some really smart bastards.
That's why when I met you, you, and you, I didn't believe a single word you said. "
Bloody Mary pointed at the priest of Decaying Water, Withering Branch, and Viscount Sicar.
"Stop being so stubborn!
If you don't believe us, why are you here?
"Don't tell me you really came to die?"
The priest of Decaying Water laughed coldly.
Although they didn't like the priest's petty tricks, Withering Branch and Resting Deer nodded.
Viscount Sicar, who was raising the 'sword' above his head, didn't show any expression but from the bottom of his heart, he admitted it.
Bloody Mary laughed again at the crowd's reaction.
"Yeah.
I am here to die. "
Bloody Mary admitted it without hesitation.
"Ridiculous!
Ridiculous! "
Scolding sounded. Viscount Sicar raised the 'sword' above his head, aiming it at Bloody Mary's head and swung it down.
Bloody Mary, however, didn't care anymore.
It said so much just to stall for time.
Now?
The timing was just right!
Bloody Mary stood there, raising its head high, fearless of the 'sword' that was swung down. It shouted loudly.
"Receive the wrath of my lord!"
A moment later, Bloody Mary was slashed in half by the 'sword'.
However, there wasn't any joy on Viscount Sicar's face under the visor.
Withering Branch and Resting Deer had solemn expressions on their faces.
Decaying Water, which was slowly waking up from its believer's body, was startled awake.
Then, he and the others looked up.
Their sight seemed to have penetrated the roof and they saw the night sky.
A blazing fireball fell from the sky!
KABOOM!
The Devil Flame, which had been charging up for a long time, didn't give Kieran and the others any room to dodge. In an instant, the whole living room was engulfed.
Even without Fire Raven's assistance, when [Devil Burning] reached Transcendence level, it relied on its Devil Bloodline [Fiery Sulphur]'s buff and charged up to rank V. Devil Flame was still able to reach rank V.
Amidst the rumbling flames, the devil's mirage was roaring ceaselessly.
Viscount Sicar's mirage resisted the flames for a while before shattering into pieces and swiftly vanishing into the Devil Flame, followed by Viscount Sicar himself.
"Impossible!
My lord is the God of War!
How could he lose?! "
With a cry of disbelief, Viscount Sicar was burned to ashes.
Together with him, the priest of Decaying Water was burned to ashes.
Including … Decaying Water.
Decaying Water, who had woken up swiftly, didn't even know what happened before it was burned to ashes.
The Withering Branch and the Resting Deer were covered in Devil Flame. The Withering Branch wrapped around the Resting Deer and pulled it into the ground with itself.
It wanted to use the soil to extinguish the flame.
Unfortunately, Devil Flame couldn't be extinguished by water or sand, it also had the special ability to burn souls and devour life.
A moment after it sunk into the ground, Withering Branch withered completely. The Resting Deer relied on its powerful willpower to survive, but the Devil Flame caught up to it like maggots in one's bones and swiftly burned it to ashes.
The fire continued to burn.
Within a breath's time, Viscount Sicar's living room was gone.
Even a large part of the buildings in the backyard were engulfed by the flames.
"Put out the fire!
Put out the fire! "
Amidst the continuous shouts, Bloody Mary recovered with great difficulty.
Feeling the weakness in its body, Bloody Mary really wanted to cry out loud. Did it have it easy?
In order to act as bait and coordinates for its boss, it had to risk its life every single time!
That's right!
Bait and coordinates!
That was Bloody Mary's mission.
In simple words, regardless of what the dead Viscount Sicar, Withering Branch, Resting Deer, and Decaying Water's priests said, all Bloody Mary had to do was gather all of them together and let its boss take them all out in one fell swoop.
Bloody Mary did a decent job without a doubt.
It felt compliments from its boss.
Then …
There was still a one-day holiday!
A day off!
Unprecedented treatment!
Bloody Mary couldn't even imagine it.
Its boss actually gave it a day off? It was like a dream!
It pinched itself and felt the slight pain. After making sure it wasn't a dream, Bloody Mary cheered and ran towards the secret hideout of the Mist religious sect.
He was going to hug his bedding!
…
In a hidden corner of Sicar.
Luncar's eyes were glued to the blazing viscount's mansion.
His face was pale.
His instigation failed.
His plan failed.
His plan that was 90% in the bag failed.
Not only did he fail, he even spent a huge amount of resources. After all, impersonating Bishop Sincavolt wasn't an easy task. Without the consumption of some spiritual items, he couldn't have deceived the viscount.
Needless to say, he had also secretly instigated the priests of the Decaying Water.
The latter's consumption was even higher.
It was done under the nose of a God.
Even though it was just a Demon God that hadn't descended, any existence related to the Gods was not to be trifled with.
At first, he had instigated a few Evil Gods that did not descend to work together with Viscount Sicar to deal with the Mist that suddenly appeared. Although the Mist had quietly descended once, Luncar still thought he had a ninety percent chance of success.
He had seen a Demon God that had descended before.
It was powerful but it had its limitations.
The Demon God that descended had to grow again and only after completing the whole process could he truly become a God — but he would still be a demigod!
A demigod was not invincible in the mortal realm.
Let alone a demigod that hadn't completed its growth.
Therefore, Luncar was very confident.
But …
The fire before his eyes told him that the Mist was already a demigod!
The Land of Sicar had a demigod!
Although a demigod was not invincible in the mortal realm, it wasn't something Luncar could fight!
Run!
Without a second thought, Luncar turned around and ran.
However, the moment he turned around, a musket was pointed at his forehead.
Luncar stopped right away, raised his hands up high and cried out in shock.
"Don't shoot!"
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