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Chapter 452

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"When the pope and I arrived at the scene, there were no traces of the cultists. A sacrificial ceremony had just been held there. They left in a hurry and had no time to clean up the scene."

"I saw Kara Thomas and the elite team he led. They were already dead. Their corpses were tied to a cross, and there was a circle of complicated incantations drawn in blood under their feet. Corpses … corpses were withered, and their blood essence was drained before they died."

In the unfinished building, the group sat in a circle with Old Grimm as the center. They were either eating skewers or drinking beer, listening with great interest.

"Kara Thomas. If I remember correctly, he's only one step away from Half-Step Extreme Dao." Pace looked at Li Peiyun. Back then, Thomas was almost on par with Li Peiyun. "The elite team he led was all experts, right? Why didn't I hear about this back then? I don't remember such a powerful cultist force. "

"That's because this matter was sealed later on. Everyone in the Curia who learned about it later was warned. This matter was classified as a major secret," Old Grimm explained.

"Classified as a secret, even the lightest one is Rank S," Li Xianyu said.

He was born in Bosch, and he often dealt with classified matters, so he knew what was going on. His blood with self-healing effects wasn't even qualified to be classified as a normal classified matter. However, his first resurrection was classified as a double Rank S secret. The Soul Destruction Spear that was related to an ancient demon seized from the coast was also classified as a double Rank S secret.

If an evil cult was classified as a confidential matter, then the things that were involved in it must be something that would shock the world.

"That's why, after the communication with Carla Thomas was cut off, the Pope and I personally took action to eradicate this cult of unknown origins. We didn't find any traces of the cult force even after searching for a long time. Technology wasn't as advanced back then, and there were surveillance cameras everywhere. "

In an era where surveillance cameras weren't common, investigating cases and finding people was the most difficult.

"Did you study the rituals and incantations they left behind during the sacrificial ceremony?" the Blood Knight asked.

"Of course there are, but even with the Church's heritage, no one can recognize those incantations. Before we departed, the Pope flipped through all the books in the archives, but he could only guess that the other party was summoning an Evil God. "

"Summon the Evil God?" Li Xianyu interrupted, "This should only be …"

He frowned and did not say the words "feudal superstition". Evil cults were all like this. Back then, the Ancient God had also developed from an evil cult. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the famous White Lotus Cult was of the same era and nature. However, the Ancient God was an evil cult in the world of bloodline descendants and did not develop among ordinary people. This was because they believed that there was a god in the world, and this god was the ancient demon. As long as they could summon the ancient demon, they could fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty.

It was the same as the European cults summoning evil gods. It was a feudal superstition and nonsense.

However, if that was the case, this matter would not have been classified as a secret back then.

Old Green couldn't help but glance at Li Xianyu. Then, he looked at his students, his students' students, his students' subordinates, and the famous successor of the evil path. He sneered and shook his head with a sigh.

"What are you laughing at, Master?" Pace asked.

"You are my student, my proudest student." Old Green looked at Blood Knight again. "You are the captain of this generation's Temple Knights."

Finally, Li Peiyun said, "The Evil Path Forgets the Mundane. Even I, far away in Europe, have heard of him. He's a big shot who stands at the peak of the world of bloodline descendants."

Everybody looked at him in confusion.

Old Green snorted in disdain. "Not as smart as a girl."

Li Xianyu had already realized the information revealed by the conversation just now. These people, however, were still ignorant and listened as if they were listening to a story.

Old Green was very disappointed. A king couldn't lead a bunch of bronzes, not even Blood Knight and Pace, who had six godly equipment.

This girl was not bad. She was smart and smart. Although she only had one support gem, she had the consciousness of a king.

Everybody's lips twitched. They looked at each other in bewilderment, still not understanding.

"So, they really did summon the Evil God?" Li Xianyu said solemnly.

Li Xianyu wasn't proud of Old Green's praise. As Ghostbeast's heir, he didn't rely on cheats, but on his smart brain. There are very few women in the world who are as talented and beautiful as me.

When the position of the concubine is empty, I am the concubine.

"Half a month later, we ran into the cult. They came to us on their own. They seemed to be prepared and very confident, ready for a counterattack. The cult leader summoned the Evil God at the cost of blood and souls. "

"The moment the Evil God arrived, a black vortex appeared in the sky. Dozens of meters around the cult leader were cut off. I'll never forget the scene. The souls of dozens of cultists were sucked away, becoming its nutrients. We talk about the Lord every day and accuse the heretics of being devils, Satan, and Lucifer, but we all know that the so-called gods and devils are all illusions in people's hearts. Who would've thought that the Evil God would actually descend one day. "

The surroundings quieted down. The Blood Esquire and the others looked at each other, dumbfounded.

Were there really Evil Gods in the world?

"What happened next?" Li Peiyun asked.

"It was the most difficult battle I've ever experienced in my life. I joined hands with the pope to fight it. The knights we brought with us were all killed and wounded, and only the three of us were left. My cultivation was at its peak, and I was confident that I could even fight the pope of the extreme grade. But there was nothing I could do. My stamina was running out, and my strength was running out. It was still unfathomable, and the more I fought, the braver it became. "

"Extreme grade!" the Blood Esquire said in a low voice.

The light from the emergency lights illuminated everyone's faces, revealing their horrified expressions.

Old Green was a half-step extreme grade expert. At his peak, he might've been one of the best among the half-step extreme grade experts. He was on the same level as the Blood Esquire. Otherwise, how could he fight an extreme grade expert?

The fact that the enemy could fight Old Green and the pope without any signs of fatigue meant that he was definitely an extreme grade expert.

"Are you sure it's an Evil God and not a known extreme grade expert?" Li Xianyu suddenly asked.

"No." Old Green gave an affirmative answer.

Thump thump, thump thump!

Li Xianyu's heart pounded wildly. Lightning seemed to flash across his mind as he vaguely grasped onto something.

Extreme grade, not a known extreme grade. It was an extreme grade summoned through an inexplicable ritual.

It was already confirmed that there was an extreme grade expert behind the Spirit Extermination Alliance. Back then, they had discussed the possibility of four extreme grade experts, including the buddha head, plotting in secret. These days, Li Xianyu himself had thought about it, but it turned out that it was unlikely.

The buddha head could be ruled out first. If he was the mastermind, then Great-grandmother would've been dead long ago. That was because the buddha head had plenty of opportunities.

That chief, who ruled over the African bloodline world, was said to be a brave and ruthless fellow with a brain full of muscles. He wasn't good at conspiracies and wouldn't be able to endure for decades just to plot one thing.

To put it simply, he was indifferent to life and death.

So the possibility wasn't high.

Although Li Xianyu himself had a prejudice against America from the nine-year compulsory education, that president was a new extreme grade expert, and the Spirit Extermination Alliance had been planning this for almost half a century.

At that time, the president of the Spirit Extermination Alliance was probably standing in some corner like a minion.

So, Li Xianyu had never figured out who the enemy was and what kind of existence it was. If it wasn't the extreme grade of today, then where did it come from?

And now, Old Green told him that a cult had once summoned an Evil God decades ago.

It was an extreme grade.

The two events might not be related, but at least Li Xianyu knew a way to 'birth' an extreme grade.

This was very important.

"What's the principle behind the cult summoning an Evil God? An extreme grade can't be born out of thin air," Li Xianyu asked.

Hearing that, everyone looked at Old Green.

"It's not too late to ask these questions after you've heard my past." Old Green drank a mouthful of beer and took the cigar from Blood Knight. When an old man talked about the past, he always had to pair it with beer and cigarettes. That way, it could bring out the vicissitudes of life.

This was something that young people could never imitate no matter how much they smoked or drank.

"Of course, I was no match for it. Even the Pope couldn't protect me in a battle of extreme grades. Another mistake, and my Primordial Spirit was shattered. When I woke up, it was already a week later. I was brought back to the Vatican by the Pope. In these few days, my Primordial Spirit slowly reformed and woke up. "

Usually, after the Primordial Spirit was shattered, both Blood Descendants and ordinary people would become vegetative.

However, some Primordial Spirits with especially strong mental power would slowly reform on their own. Old Green was half a step into extreme grade, so it was not a big deal for him to reform his Primordial Spirit.

"The Pope told me that the Evil God had been eliminated. He was also heavily injured and needed to rest for a while. Because it was of great importance, it involved the extreme grade of summoning, which was unprecedented. This matter should be classified as confidential. "

At this point, the story was more or less clear, but it was not over yet.

"After resting for a few days, my injuries recovered, but I still felt that something was wrong. I examined the corpse of the cult leader, and he was indeed dead. So I returned to the place where the battle had taken place. The traces of the battle had already been erased. This was normal. The battle between the extreme grades was too big, and the traces left behind were even more obvious than small-scale armed conflicts. I didn't find any traces there. "

"Then, something strange happened. For a month, there were always people dying for no reason in the Vatican. The reason couldn't be found, but there was something special about them, and that was that their Primordial Spirits were missing. At that time, I happened to be dealing with the remaining cult forces outside, and I couldn't forget about the Evil God in private, so I didn't take it to heart. Until one day, because of how to deal with the group of heretics, I had a big fight with Quinn. "

"Quinn's attitude was very clear. He wanted to eliminate all related cults and heretics. He thought that since the Evil God was already dead, this matter should be completely erased from the world to prevent it from spreading. But I didn't think it was appropriate, because I detained the group of heretics, interrogated them, and pursued them. At night, I couldn't sleep, so I went to talk to the Pope about what happened that day. Who knows? "

Old Grimm squinted, and a sharp light flashed in his light brown eyes.

"From far away, I felt a slight fluctuation of mental power. I hurried over to take a look. In the Pope's bedroom, I saw him absorbing the Primordial Spirit of a knight. Until now, I still can't forget how he looked at that time. His eyes were scarlet with violence, and his face was covered with greenish-black blood vessels. That look was exactly the same as the Evil God that day. "

First set a small goal, such as one second. Remember: Bookworm House

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