If the Ghost Hunter tribe members had joined hands to fight Ding Ning to the death instead of running away, Ding Ning might have had to pay a heavy price to kill them all.
But this time, they could only fight on their own, unable to form an effective fighting force. In terms of speed, who could be faster than the Thunder Escape technique? Ding Ning could kill them alone as if he were playing with a child.
In less than ten minutes, Ding Ning had caught up with these guys who had fled in all directions and killed them one by one. The only thing that surprised him was that the guy who had been seriously injured by Alpha and was gnawing on a human head had run away in the chaos.
But Ding Ning didn't feel too regretful. He had originally planned to bring trouble to the Ghost Hunter tribe. Not everyone would believe the Paladin's side of the story, so it was more trustworthy to leave a Ghost Hunter tribe member as a witness.
…
The Surf Bay was originally a shallow dock, but because of the heavy rain, the sea level had risen, so the large cruise ships of the Holy Church and the Ghost Hunter tribe could dock here.
Boyemi fled to the dock in a panic, and only then did he emit Holy Light to maintain his dignity. He arrogantly boarded the cruise ship, ready to abandon the Paladins and escape.
But when he boarded the brightly lit cruise ship, he didn't find anyone coming out to greet him. He immediately shouted in dissatisfaction, "You damn lowly people, hurry up and come out to greet me!"
There was complete silence on the cruise ship, and no one answered. Boyemi was infuriated, thinking that the crew had all fallen asleep. He angrily kicked open the cabin door and shouted, "All of you … Ugh!"
Before his voice faded, Boyemi's angry shout came to an abrupt stop like a hen being strangled by its throat. He looked at the Ghost Hunter, who was sitting among the corpses and drinking by himself, as if he had seen a ghost. He stretched out a trembling finger and asked, "You … You … Why are you here?"
"If I'm not here, where should I be? Or does the honorable Archbishop Boyemi think that I should be fighting a bloody battle with those brave Paladins that you have abandoned? "
Ghost Hunter didn't even turn his head around. He picked up the glass of wine that was as red as blood and gently shook it. He took a sip and said nonchalantly. "You're right.
Boyemi blushed and stepped back imperceptibly. He put on an obsequious smile and said, "Haha, Ghost Hunter, since you are in such a good mood, I won't disturb you anymore. Take your time and drink!"
"Ugh! To be honest, I really don't understand how someone as cowardly as you managed to become a Cardinal! "
Ghost Hunter gulped down the wine in his glass and slowly stood up. "Come, honorable Archbishop Poyemi, let me see your courage."
Boyemi's face twitched and he knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly. "I became an Archbishop by flattering you. I swear that I have never harmed your ancestors, nor have I offended you. I just want to live a luxurious life. Lord Ghost Hunter, please spare my lowly life. The one who has always been against you is Brad. Go find him, don't look for me, I promise I won't be your enemy. By the way, I came out on the Pope's order to find Brad. If he's alive, I want to see him; if he's dead, I want to see his corpse. Please let me go, and when I find Brad, I'll definitely offer him to you."
The Ghost Hunter looked at him quietly. A gleam of disdain flashed in his eyes. Although he hated Bullard to the bone, it was because of the grudge between his ancestors. Deep in his heart, he admired his enemy who had integrity and integrity.
But he didn't expect that Boyemi, who was also a Cardinal like Brad, was actually a coward who wagged his tail pitifully and was afraid of death. This greatly disappointed him. If the Holy Church was full of such people, then what challenge was there in overthrowing the Holy Church?
Although he despised Boyemi, he wouldn't give up this good opportunity to plant a nail in the Holy Church. He stretched out his index finger and beckoned Boyemi over, as if summoning a pug. "Crawl over here!"
"Yes, I'm coming!"
Looking at him in fear, Boyemi prostrated himself on the ground without any dignity. With a fawning expression on his face, he crawled over like a dog, ignoring the blood on the ground that stained his red robe even redder.
"Kiss the soles of my shoes as a sign of your loyalty to me!"
The Ghost Hunter's cold eyes gazed at him. His black boots were stained with a layer of dark red blood and minced meat from an unknown place.
Boyemi looked up at Ghost Hunter pitifully. Under his cold gaze, he held back the desire to vomit and stuck out his tongue …
"Hahaha!"
The Ghost Hunter laughed wildly and kicked Boyemi to the ground. He stood up and swaggered away. His faint voice came from afar. "Remember, you're my dog now. When I need you, I'll contact you."
"Yes, Lord Ghost Hunter!"
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and tried to stand up. However, he found that his legs had turned to jelly, and he fell on his butt in the pool of blood. He had finally escaped from death, but now he was being controlled by the Ghost Hunter. This made him sad and happy at the same time, and he couldn't help but burst into tears. "I'm sorry, but I can't help it.
"Why is there crying? It seems to be Lord Boyemi. Quick, go and see! "
Alpha's voice came from afar. Boyemi was startled and quickly stopped crying. He wiped his tears and rolled his eyes.
He tore the red robe on his upper body and messed up his hair. Then, he squatted on the ground and smeared the bloodstains on his face and clothes. After thinking for a while, he scattered the corpses of the crew members that were piled up together, making it look like they were killed by the shockwaves of the battle. Then, he endured the pain and slapped himself, sitting on the ground while panting.
"Archbishop, what's wrong with you?"
Alpha, dripping wet, came in with the surviving Holy Knights. Seeing Boyemi, who always paid attention to his appearance, in such a distressed state, he couldn't help but turn pale with fright.
Boyemi panted and said with a sad face, "You went to fight the Ghost Hunter Tribe, how could I, an Archbishop, stay out of it? After you left, I went to find Ghost Hunter, wanting to kill him. I didn't expect him to be so despicable and shameless. He didn't dare to fight me, so he abandoned his men and wanted to escape on a ship. How could I let such a bloody executioner go? So, I fought him."
Speaking to this point, Boyemi's face was full of grief and indignation, and he vividly said, "But I never thought that Ghost Hunter would run away after hearing the news. He escaped from his ship to ours and took the crew members hostage. He wanted me to let him go, but I didn't expect him to be so despicable. He didn't dare to fight me, so he abandoned his men and wanted to escape on a ship. How could I let such a bloody executioner go? So, I fought him."
"He's too despicable. He's the leader of the Ghost Hunter Tribe, a respectable person. How could he do such a despicable thing?"
"Yes, he's too despicable. He even used ordinary people as hostages. He has no bottom line."
"Hmph, this group of monsters. They can even kill unarmed villagers. What else can't they do?"
"Lord Boyemi is merciful. If he had been attacked by that shameless Ghost Hunter, he would have definitely taken his dog life!"
"No wonder I heard Lord Boyemi crying just now. It turns out that he's thinking about these innocent crew members. Lord Boyemi is truly the most devout believer of the Lord."
"Lord Boyemi, don't be sad. These crew members were summoned by the Lord to listen to the Lord at a close distance. You should be happy for them."
…
The Holy Knights were filled with righteous indignation. Not a single one of them doubted Boyemi's lies. Instead, they constantly comforted him and worshiped him even more.
Boyemi was inwardly proud of himself. He was the lowest-ranking Cardinal among the Cardinal Archbishops, and he had relied entirely on his glib tongue to climb to this position. He believed that after these Holy Knights spread the news, his prestige in the Holy See would rise. Perhaps he would even be able to move up a rank. At that time, more pure female believers would take the initiative to ask to sleep with him.
…
In the darkness, the corner of Seven Kills' eyes twitched. F * ck, I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen someone as shameless as Boyemi.
However, this had nothing to do with him. What made him depressed was that he thought that Boyemi would fight bravely with Ghost Hunter so that he could take the opportunity to deal a fatal blow to Ghost Hunter.
He didn't expect that Boyemi would be so shameless that he would kneel down and beg for mercy without even fighting, and even become a spy planted by Ghost Hunter in the Holy See.
Plans couldn't keep up with changes. Seven Kills originally wanted to kill Ghost Hunter directly, but at this moment, he didn't dare to act rashly. Who knew if Boyemi would suddenly join forces with Ghost Hunter to attack him? He was confident that even if the two of them joined forces, even if they couldn't defeat him, they could still escape unscathed. But the problem was that his disguised identity was very likely to be exposed, and that was a consequence he didn't want to see.
Just as Seven Kills was about to leave with a gloomy look on his face, Alpha solemnly recounted how Thunder God suddenly appeared and caused trouble for the Ghost Hunter Tribe. They were afraid that Thunder God would seek revenge on the Holy See, so they had to retreat in advance so that Archbishop Boyemi could prepare.
When Boyemi heard that Thunder God had appeared and said that he would seek revenge on the Holy See, his face turned green with fear, and he didn't dare to stay on Dragon Eye Island anymore. He righteously stated that finding Lord Brad was his top priority. Now that the sky was bright and the rain was a little lighter, he insisted on going out to sea immediately to find Brad.
Although Alpha felt that it was a little inappropriate, he had to follow Boyemi's arrangements since he would complete his mission as soon as he found Brad.
The only problem was that all the crew members were dead. Like Boyemi, none of the Paladins knew how to sail a ship, which made Boyemi worried to death.
Fortunately, there was always a way out. Just as Boyemi was panicking, fearing that Thunder God would appear and seek revenge on him, the Black Knights finally arrived after a bumpy night.
Boyemi was overjoyed. He immediately dispatched some of the crew members from the Black Knights' ship and righteously ordered them to set out immediately. The earlier they found Brad, the greater the chance of his survival.
The Black Knights belonged to the Inquisition, and all of them were loyal and devoted to Lord Brad. Although they were exhausted from the bumpy night, they were extremely grateful when they saw that Archbishop Poyemi cared so much about Lord Brad's life. Without any hesitation, they turned around and set sail again, risking the huge risk of capsizing at any time, and began their journey of looking for a needle in a haystack.
Seven Kills quietly left the ship. Just as he was about to return to the hotel, he saw the Ghost Hunter Tribe standing in the darkness and staring at him with cold eyes. "Who are you?"
"A passerby!"
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