Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel
Chapter 124: -112- The Revenge of the Undead

Chapter 124: -112- The Revenge of the Undead

"Damn it, wasn’t the Evil God supposed to have left Bold City!"

"Why did it return?!"

The Great Priest was terrified in his heart.

He felt incredibly unlucky recently, particularly since the Blood Demon incident at Castel Manor. His luck had been bad, and today, he felt that everything in Bold was gradually slipping out of his control!

Looking at the manor in the distance, where malevolence surged, he was frightened, angry, and apprehensive.

He dared not approach, fearing he might follow in the footsteps of the Great Knight, yet he could not leave, fearing that once the Evil God departed, all his secrets would be exposed...

Until the Bold Duke arrived as well.

"Lord Great Priest."

Seeing the Great Priest, the old Duke gave a respectful greeting.

Suppressing the anxiety in his heart, the Great Priest struggled to return the gesture:

"Lord Duke..."

The old Duke shifted his gaze back to the manor in the distance.

His expression gradually became solemn:

"It’s an Undead Summoning..."

"Such a large-scale Undead Summoning, how many Revenants has the Necromancer gathered behind this?"

"Lord Great Priest, we must stop him!"

However, after speaking, he saw that the Great Priest did not move.

The old Duke furrowed his brows, sensing something off in his expression:

"Lord Great Priest?"

After a moment of silence, the Great Priest dryly said:

"This is no ordinary Undead Summoning..."

"I have sensed His presence... He is inside, driving everything!"

"He?"

The Bold Duke was slightly startled but quickly grasped the key point.

"That Evil God?!"

His face changed instantly.

The Great Priest took a deep breath and nodded slightly:

"Lord Duke..."

"This Undead Disaster, I fear, is no longer something we can intervene in."

The old Duke immediately became furious:

"Do you mean to say we should let the Evil God run rampant?! The Flame Demon Disaster ten years ago already devastated half of Bold City, are we to see it happen again today?"

The Great Priest looked deeply at him:

"Lord Andre, if you wish, go ahead yourself, just don’t end up like Ed."

"What we need to do now is not to throw eggs against rocks, not to stop Him, but to evacuate the nearby residents quickly to prevent them from being affected by this disaster!"

The old Duke’s expression was grave.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, this mysterious Evil God’s power had already exceeded their ability to handle.

This Evil God... was not the kind that had just awakened, not yet recovered its strength, not even a type that ordinary Transcendents could seal!

His power was already too great; if we truly need to confront Him, we must rely on a Legendary from the church!

"I will arrange for people to evacuate the nearby residents quickly, but please also arrange for priests to set up Divine Arts soon!"

The Bold Duke said.

However, hearing his words, the Great Priest shook his head:

"No, we need not set up Divine Arts, that would likely only further provoke Him..."

Saying this, he looked deeply at the old Duke and said meaningfully:

"Lord Duke, even though He is an Evil God, He is still a transcendent Mythical entity, and we must respect the Mythical."

The old Duke frowned.

He felt that the Great Priest’s attitude today was quite strange, and his words were unusually cautious.

Not only was there none of the usual disdain and hostility towards the Evil God from the Holy Royal Court, there was instead a strange respect in it.

Chewing over the meaning in the other party’s words, gradually, he caught on...

Evil God!

An incarnation of the Evil God is now hidden within the manor!

The power of the Evil God is beyond mortal comprehension.

Every word they now speak could be overheard by the adversary!

The Great Priest has changed his usual tone, probably to draw less attention from the other party.

Upon realizing this, the old Duke suddenly felt a chill on his scalp and wished he could immediately turn and leave.

He realized that he might already be under the scrutiny of the Evil God, and his life or death might depend on a mere thought from the other.

"Don’t worry, since you and I are still standing here, it at least means... as long as we don’t provoke Him, He probably doesn’t want to bother with us."

"We... just need to wait for Him to finish whatever He wants to do and then leave."

Sensing the Duke’s nervousness, the Great Priest spoke reassuringly.

It seemed that he was comforting the other, but also perhaps himself.

Hearing the Great Priest’s words, the Duke felt somewhat relieved.

However, observing the devastating, yet seemingly confined Undead Catastrophe within the manor, he began to wonder:

"But... why did He choose this place? What is His purpose?"

"Where did these undead come from?"

The Great Priest remained silent.

The actions of a deity are never without purpose, often having their own significance.

Although he was unclear about why the Evil God had suddenly acted out, he could roughly guess what it was related to...

Moreover, considering the manor’s secret dealings, he also roughly guessed the origins of these resurrected undead.

Of course, he would not disclose this.

Nonetheless, the Great Priest did not speak, but someone else did:

"Why choose this place? Perhaps... it’s because this place is filled with corruption and evil. This is the location of the Drunk Dream Saloon!"

Both Blazing Suns turned around, only to see the Demon Hunting Knight and the City Guard Team finally arriving.

Demon Hunting Chief Team Captain Kara dismounted, saluted the two, and a Black Cat jumped off her horse—it was Nisi.

And it was Nisi who had spoken.

"Nisi?"

The Great Priest narrowed his eyes.

Nisi cleared his throat and said:

"Lord Great Priest, Lord Duke..."

"We have received reports that nobles are conducting a corrupt, evil soiree here, and they are colluding with the Blood Demon Church..."

"On our way here, we also rescued a few girls who had escaped and even captured a Cultist who defected from the Blood Demon Church, confirming the allegations."

Hearing its words, the Great Priest’s expression tightened and the Duke’s gaze sharpened.

He looked towards the manor still enveloped in malevolent energy:

"Drunk Dream Saloon? So you’re saying... everyone inside is a noble?"

"Yes, the Drunk Dream Saloon. According to the defector from the Blood Demon Church, the continued cases of child disappearances and Blood Demon incidents in Bold over the years are linked to this."

The Black Cat spoke solemnly, filled with a sense of justice.

Then, it turned to the Demon Hunting Knight and instructed:

"Bring that Blood Demon Cultist forward."

A dazed-looking Blood Demon Cultist was quickly brought over.

Nisi jumped in front of him and commanded:

"Speak, tell the Duke and the Great Priest what exactly has been happening here."

Hearing its words, the Blood Demon Cultist lifted his head.

His gaze was vacant, quickly turning frenzied, obviously not normal:

"Revenge! It’s revenge!"

"His Majesty listened to the girls’ agony and despair and granted them the opportunity for revenge!"

Hearing the Blood Demon Cultist’s words, the Great Priest’s expression shifted.

The next moment, the malevolent energy enveloping the manor suddenly changed, and grotesque Resentful Spirits flew into the sky, heading towards various parts of Bold City...

Among them, one Resentful Spirit starkly charged towards the Great Priest!

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