A Sorcerer’s Journey
Chapter 438 Faith Collapse (Below) (Monthly Tickets + More)
Could it be some coincidence?
Keroukler hasn't had time to issue an order to cancel the Hanabishi, yet another unthinkable thing has happened and is more dangerous for breaking the rules in the city!
Holy Orchard, contaminated by the Shadow of the Wizard!
The reason was that a hungry locust man, who had been devastated by the abyss, had infiltrated the Holy Orchard in an attempt to steal food and was killed by his guards.
It was just a normal thing, and no one cared, but immediately the next day, traces of abyssal moss began to appear in the Holy Orchard.
This…
One thing that comes to mind is that abyss moss is contagious with locusts invaded by the abyss!?
With this rumor that came out of nowhere, the locusts who were suddenly eroded by the abyss seemed to have become street mice, and the sympathy of the past, blindness, has now become disgust and hatred towards the wizards.
……
In the Fire Red Nest.
Critia saw Green come back, and the demon smiled: "She's comforting Na Moon. ”
Green's eyes were retrieved from the middle-aged locust woman.
“Coincidence? Rumor? There's no way it could have been unprovoked. It should have been arranged by the covert hunter. This faith-based collapse concealment mission may be qualified as a secondary Medal of Honor mission by the Operations Command if there is any subsequent large-scale follow-up progress. ”
Green couldn't help but praise: "This witch hunter hidden in the city is truly visionary and intelligent. ”
“If you can get involved in this mission, the achievements of the hunter's expedition will certainly be higher than they were in two months of unexpected gains. ”
Critia asked with a smile, "Well, what can you identify as hidden witch hunters? ”
Green thought about it and said, "Now I'm sure it's the one, aren't you? ”
“I've listed four good candidates, and I'm not sure yet. ”
Critia finished, twisting her waist and limbs slowly out of the room, wanting to have some kind of love affair with that Keroukler.
Ancient black witchcraft mesmerizing collection is truly remarkable when performing enemy hiding tasks.
……
Two days later.
“No... you can't do this to her. Na Moon is the faithful people of the Dark God of Flame. You can't do this to her. Wu Wu, you can't do this...”
The middle-aged locust woman and Namor cried and struggled, but they could not stop a group of locust warriors from taking away the little girl, who had grown black plush and had fallen ill.
Just today, the Temple of Darkness issued an order representing the will of the Flaming God to centralize all locusts eroded by the Shadow of the Wizard in order to avoid contagion of the Shadow of the Wizard.
Holy Orchard, under the pain of several rulers and temple sacrifices, completely destroyed some of the fruit trees that had been attacked by abyss moss and stopped its spread.
But the panic triggered by the incident began to spread among the locust warriors.
Because this means that their food will be reduced in the future, which means that their privileges will be diminished, which means that they will be as hungry as other locust civilians!
Under these circumstances, the Temple of Darkness Sacrifice issued an order to arrest all locusts that had been eroded by the shadow of a sorcerer in the castle of Sandalwood.
Namor's crying with middle-aged women was just one of the hundreds of family tragedies in the city.
……
Second day.
“wu wu wu wu...”
Hundreds of locust women in Flower Street were captured, stripped naked and tied up in a string, subjected to the moral anger of all locust inhabitants in the city, angry at them for losing their faith in the Great Flaming God, contrary to the teachings of the Great Flaming God.
Among them, Namor was whispered and cried in endless accusations.
A decadent male locust man was severely beaten by Keroukler himself with three whips per person and so-called embraced by some locusts.
But in the dark, I don't know how many pairs of eyes resemble Namor's and Natsuki's mother's, filled with anger and pain, crying in low voice.
It's not their fault. They just want to live in this world. Why does the Flaming God do this to them?
They used to have pious and sincere eyes, gradually began to change, became confused and suspicious.
President Keroukler held the whip as high as a victor, enjoyed the victor's cheer, and was embraced by the surrounding locust people. He turned his head in secret and accidentally glanced at the top of the high red nest.
“Tia, I have confirmed my faith! ”
In the meantime, a sudden riot broke out in the square, and several locust warriors flew out, growling: “The whole city is on guard, a locust demonized by the shadow of a wizard injured Lord Sacrifice and escaped from prison! ”
The demonization of the shadow of a wizard is generally referred to as the monster of abyssal distortion, but rarely appears in the ruler of the world, the Locust Man.
But now these warriors say that locusts have been demonized by the Shadow of the Wizard?
on the other side.
Both Green and Critia clearly perceived a shadow filled with wizards' inferior blood witchcraft, smiling coldly.
What shadow of a sorcerer demonizes, this is clearly just bad blood witchcraft performed by that hidden hunter, the dark sorcerer.
“Shh," Green growled: "Follow me! ”
Leading several locust warriors, Green and several locusts became mutilated, tracking the spirits of the wizard's blood witchcraft.
“Hmm? Here? Could it be...”
whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Several locust men led by Green flew back to their homes and saw a monster hiding behind a middle-aged locust woman.
The monster's body is already two meters tall, full of black plush, and the body is in a deformed state. Some bare skin is constantly “grunting" and creeping, as if something was going to squeeze out and a deformed tail was growing behind it.
“Mom, I'm scared...”
The monster spoke in a dull, ugly voice, as if roaring and howling as other nervous locusts heard.
“Na Moon? Are you really Natsuki? Wu wu wu wu wu wu...”
The middle-aged locust woman cried, but Green “changed her face” and shouted, “Madam, be careful not to be infected by this monster! ”
After speaking of Green's figure flashed, the blade of the fiery soul in his hand raised the sword and fell. Under the power of the fiery soul of the burning bear, the monster was easily cut off by Green.
“Hmm! The Shadow of the Wizard has demonized me, damn Wizard! ”
Green roared and ran to the middle-aged locust woman, concerned: "Ma'am, are you all right? Don't worry, the will of the great god of extinguishing inflammation will keep you and your daughter safe and sound. ”
The middle-aged woman's eyes were empty and angry, but there was nowhere to vent. In an almost ridiculous tone, she said: "Yes, the god of extinguishing flames will bless me, whining...”
Green sighed and turned to several locust warriors behind him: "Send this demonized corpse to the Sacrifice Lord. Only by requesting the Sacrifice Lord to use the power of the great Dark Inflammatory God can he completely baptize the monster's body. ”
What people do not know is that at this time this monster's body has been quietly sprinkled with a layer of magic stone powder.
“Yes.”
Several locust warriors flew with the monster's body towards the Temple of Darkness, while Green left the Fire Red Nest to calm the mess of the locusts outside, after a moment of comfort for the women.
…………
Seven days later.
“Burn them! ”
“Burn them! ”
“Burn them! ”
At a time when a maddening locust roared in fear, most of the locusts began to believe absurdly that the continued transmission of the shadow of the city's wizard could be cut off by cutting off those infected by the city's abyss.
People began to burn the teeth of the shadows of these wizards and unleash the fear and repression that accumulated in their hearts every day, as they had done with the former "Solari Wizard”.
Although, in the eyes of true wizards, this is simply ridiculous.
Green and Critia quietly left, and through this small town Green had a clear understanding of the initial outbreak of moss in the abyss.
Believe that in a few years, the entire Dark Empire will become a similar scene in this small city.
This, however, does not even count as a partial abyss disaster.
Flying in the sky, the corner of Critia's mouth rose and the demon smiled.
“I really didn't expect that the demon hunter disguised himself as a temple sacrifice, I guess his next plan is to discredit himself and let the people completely lose the faith of the Flaming God and then publicly break the Flaming God faith flag? Hee-hee, that's so funny. ”
What better way to defame the Dark God than to defame the self of the human spokesman?
The tragedy of the Namor and Nazuki families is but a microcosm of Sandalwood Castle.
Their mother, the most faithful believer in the Dark God of Inflammation, will be the pioneer in tearing down this flag of faith and crumbling the ant hole of the Great Embankment.
Green infiltrated Sandalwood Castle just to gather intelligence information and be able to unexpectedly participate in this hidden mission of disintegrating beliefs, but unexpectedly harvested.
With the wit of the Shaman Shaman, it was only a matter of time before the latter plan was completed.
Green had a blood stone in his hand, mumbling: "I hope this blood crystal is not the rare energy crystal of the world. ”
“Sex”, “Sex” two sounds, two locust human shadows flash away.