After a while, another high-ranking priest came to preside over the next ceremony, and this high-ranking priest had apparently changed a person. Bredel could see from the others dress. The priests high priests robe had a horizontal stripe missing, which seemed to be one level lower than that of the priest who had spilled sheeps blood, and the other side had already realized Fang Qis identity. Called in private.
Thinking about this, he was even more panicked. After all, he had covered up his identity in order to inquire about the news, but since he couldnt hide it, there was nothing to say. In terms of strength, Hadran ’s sheephead had not been placed by him. Eyes. Even if there is another clone of the great devil in the main city hall.
According to legend, before the seal was sealed, the strength of Arkento was still a short distance from the demigod, that is to say, its body may only have the highest level of the sage field, so the clone is even more unbearable. Maybe there isnt even a sages level. Now, in the realm of Bredel , under the sage, it is a matter between swords.
Apparently, the sheepheads had not been scheduled for a while. Not yet launched. The replacement high-ranking priest pretended to perform the ritual on the altar, except that he couldnt help but glance towards Fang Qi, which made Bredel feel a little funny.
What made him speechless was that Fang Qi didnt even realize that he was exposed, and this guy still felt good about pulling on his robe with a look of disgust.
The genius of this ghost car apparently did not expect, he was confident that the other party did not notice the small movements, in fact, except for the sheepheads and Bredel . There were even third parties noticed on the scene.
The third party is naturally Lian and Lute who secretly mixed in this secret meeting place. At this moment, the little girl is standing with Mr. Fairy in the most unobtrusive corner of the hall. Hold your breath carefully, for fear of getting the attention of others. Since the first moment she entered this hall, most of her attention has been on Bredel . The reason is naturally worried that her “pretense” has been seen through, and in her mind, it has been deeply ingrained. He thought that Bredel was the legendary demon judge.
What surprised her, though, was that Mr. Demon Judge didnt seem to be bothering her, and didnt even show his will to find someone after entering the lobby. She was wondering, and then saw that Fang Qi avoided the small movements of the high-priest priests blood-blowing ceremony.
This little action suddenly surprised her in the eyes of Lin. She knew the sheepheads deeply—to be precise, she knew most of the organizations in the world, whether secret or public—and she knew them very well. Zhong understands very much what this ritual means to the sheepheads. As soon as Fang Qis small gesture falls into her eyes, she understands that besides herself, there are others who sneak into the temple.
As soon as she turned her eyes, she remembered this detail in her heart, but she didnt show it on the face. Instead, Mr. Leprechaun chattered and let her hurry to inquire about the news. Lian chose to turn a deaf ear. She is very clever and understands when to speak at this sensitive time is the best choice. If you hurriedly listen to the advice of Mr. Leprechaun who is not very reliable, I am afraid they will soon become prisoners.
However, because Fang Qi had been standing far away from Bredel and others, Lian didnt connect the two parties for a while.
The high priest on the altar had halfway through the ritual at this moment. He suddenly stood up and chanted an obscure spell in a low voice. However, both Bredel and Lian who were present understood that it was not a curse at all, but an evil word of the devil, which meant to offer soul to Arkento, the Lord of Purgatory, in exchange for the will coming from the abyss.
After this spell, in theory Arkantos will will fall on this secret assembly place. Of course, it is not Arkentos will, let alone the purgatory master is still in a sealed state, even if it is In its intact heyday, it cant respond to the call of every believer in this world.
That is the power that demigods and oracles have.
However, the summoned will is a projection of chaotic power, which means that the power of the Lord of Purgatory will come to everyone present, and will give the sheepheads a filthy blessing, and punish those who have caused the evil king.
Bredel held his breath, and Lotus set her sights on Fang Qi.
But the next moment, there was still silence in the lobby, and nothing happened. Bredel froze, thinking that this was an intentional arrangement on the part of the sheephead, but he looked up, only to find that the high-ranking priest standing on the altar was ashamed.
There was a moment of silence in the hall, and then the sheepheads present reacted. They were not the first time to attend a secret party. Of course, they could feel that the will of Lord Arkanto had not come.
Everyone looked up and looked around in a stunned way, as if to find out what was going on.
“what happened?”
“Master Arkanto is angry?”
“Someone sabotage the ritual?”
Someone questioned immediately in the hall. The scene was out of control for a while, and the high priest on the altar jumped down and walked towards Fang Qi. Bredel saw this movement of the opponent, and with a movement in his hand, he had already grasped the hilt of Odysses.
But as he was about to launch, he heard a rush of footsteps coming from behind, and then someone scolded outside the halclass="underline"
“A follower of all masters, be quiet!”
The sheepheads stunned in the hall and quieted subconsciously. Bredel turned back and saw a big man in a black robe with a distinctly different texture from the ordinary congregation walked into the hall surrounded by a group of people. As soon as the man entered the hall, he looked around the people and said:
“Masters followers, pick up your weapons, your master needs you!”
…… (To be continued, please search for floating astronomy, novels are better and faster!
The Amber Sword book 6 Chapter 262 Chaos (on)
The words of the Shepherds Patriarch suddenly appeared, and a Mars fell into the boiling oil, and the roar ignited the radon in the hearts of the Shepherds Patriarchs. They had been disturbed and disturbed by the failure of Arkento In the manic mood, after listening to the Patriarch, an angry scream sounded in the halclass="underline"
“A heathen has invaded Hardland?”
“Kill them!”
“Theyre the ones who angered Lord Arkanto!”
The Patriarch was very satisfied with the crowds response. He took out a gray cloak and said: “The pagans invaded the realm of Lord Arkanto and defiled the holy blood at dusk. I ask you to catch those pagans.”
After that, his gaze swept across the hall, and he just stared at Bredel gaze hidden under the hood. Bredel heart suddenly felt that he had been exposed. He was very surprised. How did these people perceive Fang Qis relationship with himself?
But faster than his thinking, in fact, the moment the other party looked at him, he had already lifted his robe, exposing the dark golden sword blade of the sword of Odysseus.
The shepherd stared at Bredel sudden movement of drawing a sword from under his robe. He was just looking at it in a random way: The teachings of the church members were all veterans. Judging from his actions, it was clear that he was not responding to the call of Lord Arkanto.
There are intruders here!
The alarm bell rang in the head of the patriarch, and he just wanted to speak. Suddenly, a tender voice came from the halclass="underline" “The heretics are there!”
Just hear a bang. Fang Qi suddenly saw a jar across a parabola and fell to his feet, and fell to pieces. Before he could tell what the crock was, he saw a cloud of white smoke puffing out of the cracked jar.
For a moment in the darkness, no one could tell who opened the mouth, but the crackling sound of the earthen jar seemed to break the last string in the hearts of the fanatics, and everyone looked subconsciously in that direction. It was as if smoke had filled the hall, as if someone had dropped a smoke bomb in the middle of the crowd.