The priest who had always seemed mysterious and noble actually showed great respect to the seemingly ordinary Mess, and even called him Lord Priest!

Chi Muyun opened her eyes wide and looked at the scene in front of her in shock.

Her heart suddenly shook.

"You...what..."

Mess looked at Chi Muyun's twitching mouth and horrified eyes, and showed a low smile and said gloomyly:

"Do you know, for decades, why all of the outsiders have been buried here?"

"Thanks to the wisdom of the priest."

The "priest" in a black robe said respectfully.

"Chi Muyun, let me introduce you to me. This is my assistant, assistant priest, Rom."

Metz sneered.

"When did you... actually start..."

"Of course it was the beginning."

Metz showed a cold smile:

"After you approached this island and made a fire there, I saw the smoke from your cooking side. So I lurked over early and saw you two grilling fish. But I did not act rashly, but took a look from afar and returned to wait for you."

"What?!" The girl opened her eyes wide.

"I was worried that you were looking for the wrong place, so I ordered someone to light a fire and use smoke to guide you." A smile appeared on Mess' lips: "Then I pretended to be an ordinary hunter and waited for you on the edge of the jungle outside the town. When you approached, I pretended to meet you and took you to my hotel."

“That is, from that time on, everything is within your plan.”

Chi Muyun's eyes wide open.

"That's right." Metz nodded, "Sometimes, we will also welcome very powerful blasphemers. Like him and you, ordinary people cannot be awakened by their opponents... In the face of such people, we must use our wisdom to win."

"That is to say, when those things happened later... you were acting..."

Chi Muyun recalled what had happened before and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Yes, now it seems that my acting skills are pretty good."

Mess took the black robe handed over to him and draped it on his body.

"I originally wanted to attract the followers of the gods to kill you... But after temptation, I found that your combat power is too strong, especially Mo Yun, which poses too great a threat to us. If a blow cannot be fatal, it may cause great trouble. So I simply set up such a strategy, but I didn't expect that it would be difficult to kill you even if you were led into the siege. Even sneak attacks seemed to be unable to work. If you were to kill you forcibly, it would definitely cause great losses... After that, I used the strategy and designed this strategy. Anyway, you have never seen a priest. No matter who lets you play this priest, you will not notice the problem."

"So that's the case... We lost without any wickedness..."

Chi Muyun murmured, his eyes darkening and he lowered his head.

"Now, it's your last chance."

Metz walked to her and said condescendingly:

"Add to our sect, you can give you a way of life. If you refuse, I will feed you two outsiders to the relatives of the gods, and they will slowly chew on your flesh and blood, and then transform you into such creatures... For a girl, I think that is not a decent way of death."

"I..." Chi Muyun stared at him with his eyes fixed on him.

"If you join now, with your strength, you can immediately gain the same status as the priest, enjoy wealth and glory, and after the ceremony is successful, you will also gain eternal life like us!"

Seeing that she seemed to have signs of letting go, Mess immediately instructed her.

"You should know that under the majesty of the gods, this world is ours sooner or later!"

Mess opened his arms enthusiastically and looked at the hazy dark stone wall above his head.

Suddenly.

A puff sounded.

Rom, the "fake priest" standing respectfully next to him, suddenly groaned. He looked down at his chest in horror, and found that the silver knife tip broke out of his chest, and blood was pouring out.

This knife pierced his heart directly.

He was shocked, "How is it possible? These outsiders have all lost their combat power... Could it be? No! It's Shari! Except for the believers, only she can secretly approach me from behind! She was pretending just now!"

He immediately realized that something was wrong.

"I……"

He opened his mouth, but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Do you think this will kill me?"

A trace of ferociousness came from Rom's pupils, and a glass of encapsulated blood fell from his cuff. Then he ignored the sharp knife in his chest and splashed the blood behind him. Then he turned around and kicked it, and murmured in his mouth:

"The sound of the gods!"

Shari, behind her, directly let go of the knife in her hand, turned it lightly, and her flexible legs twisted on the ground, easily avoiding Rom's kick.

Her eyes no longer had the madness and indulgence she had just now, but instead a cold and clear light.

She looked coldly at Rom, whose blood was spilling from the corner of her mouth.

"you……"

Rom opened his eyes wide: "Why is there no effect? ​​Impossible!"

Shari glanced at him expressionlessly, and a cold flame flashed through her pupils. She turned her wrist and another dagger penetrated directly into Rom's throat.

Puff.

This time Rom's pupils completely dilated.

The artery was directly cut and blood flowed out.

“Woo…”

He covered his neck and fell down unwillingly.

Because things happened too quickly, even Mess on the side couldn't react.

"What?"

Chi Muyun seized the opportunity at this time, and drew a silver light from his claws, and grabbed Mess' ribs hard.

"Bang!"

Metz kicked her out with one kick, like kicking a sandbag.

"snort!"

Mess turned his head and looked at Shari gloomy: "I didn't expect that you would be so cruel to yourself."

Shari's eyes were cold, and she gently pulled out two balls of cotton from her ears with her hands.

Then, the fine blood slowly flowed down the ears.

In order to avoid being affected by Rom's mental control, she directly inserted her fingers into her ears, completely destroying her hearing. Now she can't hear any sound and stands calmly in place.

"The physique of our clan is born with strong resilience."

There was a hint of praise in Mes' eyes. He knew clearly that only by being cruel to himself could he accomplish great things. Back then, Rom killed Shari's mother for his own selfish interests, he maintained his default attitude.

There is no other reason, it is just that Roma's "Voice of God" is more valuable, while the dead are worthless, and that's all.

"I should have killed your father right back then."

Metz sighed, his eyes narrowed suddenly, "But it's not too late."

Before he finished speaking, he rushed towards Shari and the machete in his hand suddenly raised.

Shari looked at him calmly without dodging.

"How could she react like this? Was she scared silly?" Mess was shocked and suddenly noticed Shari's calm eyes, "Damn it! If she had been disguising her just now..."

A haze suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Die."

A cold male voice rang behind him.

Metz opened his eyes wide, and a tingling feeling came from behind.

He just wanted to turn his head when he felt a chill of his vest.

"Puff."

The sharp tip of the knife penetrated through his chest and came out from the front.

Immediately afterwards, a huge force kicked his side abdomen, making him feel as if he was hit by a car, his feet were dizzy and he could even hear the sound of his ribs breaking.

Bang!

Metz was kicked out and rolled on the ground several times.

Dust splashes everywhere.

"I……"

Mess suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to his knees.

From behind him, Mo Yun slowly picked up the spear on the ground.
To be continued...