Blood poured into the pool along the lines on the floor. The originally clear spring water had now become turbid and filthy. The old bishop stood on the altar and looked at the believers in front of him expressionlessly as they hung up the statues.

The corpses of the people hanging on the iron hooks were cut open one by one, and then the internal organs and blood were allowed to flow out. The old bishop still remembered that at the beginning, many of them could not even hold a knife steadily, but now

, looking at the way they skillfully cut each other's necks and belly open, it's like a butcher who has been skilled for many years butchering a pig.

What on earth should we do? Great gods?

The old bishop raised his head and looked at the sky. The originally dazzling brilliance of the sun now only left a dim yellow halo in his eyes. The sun shone feebly on the ground, which seemed to have shown that even the gods are powerful.

Things that are out of reach, but this is not a punishment from God, it is just a part of the choice. Even the gods cannot escape the fate of becoming garbage in the astral world. When the last believer is far away from his god, then the gods can still

Leave?

All things will eventually wither, only death will last forever.

Thinking of this, the old bishop clenched the Holy Emblem in his hand, narrowed his eyes, and began to mutter a prayer.

We will eventually die, but our blood and souls will be reborn in the blood. We will become guests of the cold death, listed on the corpse chair, listening to the dying wails in our ears, and tasting rotten food in our mouths.

Flesh and blood, this is the fate that everyone must face, and no one can escape the misfortune and nightmare.

"My Lord Bishop."

A voice emerged, and the old bishop opened his eyes and looked at the knight standing in front of him.

"The ceremony is ready."

"I see."

As he spoke, the old bishop nodded. But soon, he seemed to have remembered it and asked.

"What happened outside before?"

"It's not clear, sir. But according to the sentry's report, it seems that someone damaged the gate."

"act recklessly."

After hearing the report, a cold smile appeared on the old bishop's face.

"Let them do whatever they want. Regardless of whether they are people, they will eventually become the prey of this place of flesh and blood. It just so happens that the great Mother Goddess of Death needs enough nutrition. Before, I was afraid that the monsters outside were not enough, but now I see

Get up, you don’t have to worry too much about this problem.”

"grown ups?"

"Don't worry about them. Seal the inner city and prepare to start the ceremony."

There are none in the outer city.

When Zhan brought the other two people back to the square, the same news came from Nadia. To be honest, Cassandra's weird situation made everyone confused.

Even Zhan En is the same. Although he is a demon, there are many types of demons. There are many demon gods, and there are even more cult factions. Many demon gods even "wear multiple positions" for cultists. Among them, the most

The famous one is Sidwell, the goddess of lies. She appears on the surface as the god of lies, but she doesn't mind appearing in the image of a god that doesn't originally exist. So many times the so-called kobold gods,

The god of werewolves, or the god of goblins, is actually Sidwell's disguise. Sometimes even the cultists themselves don't know what they believe in, and the rituals of these cults are also weird and varied.

………

The strange scenes in the outer city made everyone more and more confused. To be honest, the reason why they did not go to the inner city immediately was to find some clues to determine whether the other party was human. Zhan was very cautious in this regard. Although he was convinced that the plague

It was written by Naberius, but he was not sure that the one inside must be his little cutie. There is no such thing as brotherly sympathy among demons. If the boss of the cultist inside and Zhan don't deal with it,

Then his fate is actually not much different from those of the Paladins who rashly broke in.

I have to admit that the failure of the demons on the ground is also related to the fact that they always fight among themselves. The demons described in people's stories are wary of each other and ultimately lead to the failure of their plans. Sometimes they are not just groundless rumors. In the lower world,

In a place like this, trust is truly a rare luxury.

However, before Zhan and others planned to leave for the inner city, Calvin's three gangsters made an unexpected discovery for them - they found a broken, blood-stained piece of clothing in a nearby store.

Although I don’t know what the fragment of robe is, judging from the pattern on it, it seems to be a very valuable thing.

But when he saw the fragment, Zhan's expression changed slightly. Then he reached out and took the rag, frowning and looking at the pattern sewn on it.

This looks like it should be part of the sleeve. Judging from the neat cuts on it, it should have been cut by a sword. It is embroidered with golden lines and dotted with two gems - but only a country bumpkin like Calvin can do it.

Treat this thing like a diamond. In fact, Zhan can tell at a glance that the "gems" embellished with it are just ordinary polished agate stones. Anyone with a little spare money in the Klein Continent can afford it.

Clothes are of this level, so they are not considered precious.

But it was naturally not the "gem" that caught Zhan's attention, but the lace on his sleeves.

On the surface, this lace looks very ordinary, but if you look closely, you will find that no matter which direction you look from, the four straight lines are parallel and combined to form a strange figure. Of course, this pattern design is not on the clothes.

Not uncommon, but to Zhan, this slightly obsessive-compulsive design...seems a bit familiar.

"Calvin."

Holding the piece of clothing, Zhan thought for a moment and then asked.

"You said before that when the plague broke out, the Paladins captured a group of people and they called themselves the Secret Cult of Death?"

"Yes, my lord."

"The Secret Cult of Death?"

Nadia frowned when she heard the name. This was the second time she had heard of the Secret Cult of Death. But Nadia searched in her memory and never imagined that there was a cult with this name.

"Don't think about it. Cultists will not speak openly about what they believe in. These so-called cult names are probably just what they came up with. Most of the names recorded in the church are useless. If you don't have access to them,

core, then you will never know the true face of your enemy."

Looking at Nadia's slightly confused eyes, Zhan shook his head, and then he looked at Calvin again.

"Do you know the creed of those Death Secret Cultists? When they are caught, they always shout something."

"This... this..."

Hearing this, Calvin couldn't help but frown. In fact, it is common for cultists to be caught and then shout curses. Most civilians dare not listen to them. Even if they hear them, they will immediately forget them. After all, these are not good things.

If you accidentally tell someone and you are reported as a cultist, you will be in big trouble. A helpless street gangster like Calvin is naturally cautious and does not want to cause more trouble in this regard. So even if he listens

Yes, I guess I have forgotten it by now. But now that Zhan En asked, he can only think about the memories. Unfortunately, he really doesn’t remember much.

"This...well...it seems to wither eventually, but death will always exist...I'm sorry. Sir, I only remember that it seems to mean this."

"All things will eventually wither, only death will last forever."

The words in Zhan's mouth blew through the square like a cold wind, and even Nadia felt a chill in her back. It was as if they were listening to a signal from an ancient will for millions of years. And after hearing these words, Karl

Wen was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes. Sir, that seems to be the sentence."

"What? Mr. Zhan, do you already know who the other party is?" Wucuo Novel Network does not skip words.

"That's right."

Facing Nadia's question, Zhan nodded, but his expression was not good at the moment.

"If I guess correctly, then we should be facing the Mother of Chaos Order."

"Mother of Chaos?!"

Upon hearing this name, Nadia couldn't help but scream.

If a name like the Death Secret Cult has no impression on Nadia, then the Mother of Chaos Order is different. As a cult organization that has existed since ancient times, the Mother of Chaos Order has

The Templar Order can be regarded as one of the most famous enemies. They believe in Nicholas, the mother of chaos. They believe that everything in the world, including gods, was born from Nicholas, so they will inevitably return to Nicholas.

Embracing. They call Nicholas the Mother of Death, the eternal Dark Mother. The Mother of Chaos cult devotes its life to killing, and the most troublesome thing about these madmen is that they are full of patience. They are never like other cults.

So impatient to jump out to incite riots or poison and assassinate, on the contrary, the Mother of Chaos Order will basically not take any action on weekdays. They will only wait for the opponent to decline, and when the target has declined, the Mother of Chaos Order will

They will think this is a "revelation of death", and then stand up to completely overthrow and eliminate the other party.

If you look at it this way, then the Mother of Chaos Order does not seem to be different from the rebels and rebels that appear in ailing countries, but the problem is that they are different from those who have good wishes and long to live a good life again.

They have completely different motives. They have no interest in rebuilding a new order, and only hope to bury everything completely. Because of this, under the induction of the Mother of Chaos Order, many times an uprising will eventually evolve into despair and eternal life.

Endless carnage and slaughter. In fact, many once very large countries in history ended up being scattered and divided, and among them was the shadow of the Mother of Chaos Church.

It is not that the Holy Church has never attacked the Mother of Chaos, but the problem is that this sect is too hidden and too patient. If there is no "omen" of death, then they can even wait until the end of the world without taking action.

With the omens, all kinds of monsters and snake gods appeared one after another. It is extremely difficult to distinguish which one is the Mother of Chaos Order. Even if the Holy Temple Order wants to distinguish each other, there is no way. After all, they can only wait until

Only in the final stage can one know who is a member of the Mother of Chaos Order. But by that time, the other party's goal has often been achieved.

As a divine knight, Nadia had of course heard rumors about this sect that had been hidden in the darkness, but she didn't expect that they would actually appear in Cassandra!

However, Zhan was not surprised by this. The teachings of the Mother of Chaos Order are extremely confusing, and to a certain extent, they are indeed "truth". In fact, their penetration into the continent of Klein is greater than what most people think.

It is much deeper, and it is not without their people within the Templar Order. Now it seems that these guys have mastered Cassandra, but...

Thinking of this, Zhan En was suddenly startled. At this moment, he suddenly remembered a "bad habit" of the Mother of Chaos Order.

No wonder there are no corpses in this damn place!!

"I think...it would be safer if we stayed away from here..."

"?"

Hearing Zhan's words, Nadia was stunned for a moment.

"Leave? Mr. Zhan, how can we leave? Cassandra's condition is unknown now, we must..."

However, before Nadia could finish her words, something happened suddenly.

In just the blink of an eye, the entire sky was covered in bright red, and the air became smelly and sticky at this moment.

The next moment, the city in front of you completely changed its original shape. (To be continued...)
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