Chapter 73

"… As long as we let them die here after obtaining the power of the Supreme God, those high and mighty lords won't care about such trivial matters. I heard that the first priest was just a lowly slave before. When we obtain the power, we can kill him and take control of the entire religion. Then we will be the gods here. " Viscount Brown avoided the important points and focused on the trivial. In just a few years, he seemed to have forgotten that not long ago, he was just a lowly person with a slightly better status than a slave.

With the shallow knowledge of most knights, they didn't really understand the difference between a wizard and a wizard apprentice, but this couldn't be hidden from Grand Knight Kyle. "Lord Viscount, even if they are wizard apprentices, they came here from the legendary Wizard Academy. Can you guarantee that their deaths won't offend those lords? I … "

Viscount Brown rudely interrupted Head Knight Kyle, "That's enough, Kyle. Listen, my son, Quentin Brown, was also a wizard apprentice. But he's dead, and the murderer is standing in front of me, unharmed!"

Grand Knight Kyle took a deep breath. He finally knew why the upstart viscount in front of him suddenly had the crazy idea of joining the Supreme God.

"Wizards, they are high and mighty. They don't care about the lives of lowly people at all. The same goes for the lives of apprentices! Otherwise, how could that damn bastard be so arrogant?! " Viscount Brown roared loudly. He clenched his right fist and kept waving it. He didn't even care that his nails were digging into his flesh. He needed to vent his anger in this way. Otherwise, he felt that he would go crazy.

However, Viscount Brown obviously didn't realize that there were differences between people. Not only was there a difference in power, but there was also a difference in status.

"Everyone, don't you want to change your fate? Don't you want to have extraordinary power? In less than two years, the Supreme Church has ruled the west. That group of lowly people only worshipped the Supreme God and gained power that even Duke Alfred couldn't resist. Don't tell me that you, knights and grand knights, are inferior to those lowly people? "

The knights were moved, and someone hesitated. "But, wasn't that priest killed by Duke Alfred?"

Brown let out a sigh of relief. It was good that they were moved. He was afraid that they wouldn't be moved. He hurriedly said, "Knights, remember my words. Those priests are just lowly people. Did you see the Duke's injuries? Even a lowly commoner can almost kill a Duke after receiving the blessing. Think about it, what if it were you? "

"But there are still four of them …"

Viscount Brown abruptly turned around and asked, "How long has the Duke been training as a mage?"

How could the knight answer him? He just stared at him blankly, not knowing what to say.

"I don't know either, but the South has been the Duke's territory for decades. That is to say, the Duke may have been practicing magic for longer than the four of them combined. Think about it, even the Duke was injured. How could those four young people be a match for the High Church?!"

"Follow me to the Overgod Church. We will become the rulers of the entire continent!" Viscount Brown said fervently.

Maybe it was the wisdom of time, or maybe it was the sensitivity of countless battles, but Head Knight Kyle knew that everything would not go as smoothly as Viscount Brown said. He even felt that if he made one wrong step, he would be in danger of dying.

"Sorry, I don't think that's a good choice."

Viscount Brown's face froze. He turned around and glared at Head Knight Kyle. "Are you going to betray me? My head knight? "

Head Knight Kyle pulled on the reins and his mount slowly retreated. "I didn't swear allegiance, so this is not betrayal." He gripped his knight's spear tightly and said coldly, "I want to leave. Don't stop me. I may be old, but I am still a Grand Knight."

Viscount Brown's eyes were fierce. He ordered, "Kill this old man, then follow me to the West."

The knights looked at each other for a while. No one was willing to make the first move. Seeing this, Viscount Brown became even angrier. He pulled on the reins and charged at Kyle, roaring, "Kill him! For power, for glory and wealth! "

.....

The next morning, after breakfast, Adam and the other three walked out of the Duke's mansion. The academy's mission was the most important. Now was not the time to dawdle.

William's face was not looking good. It was probably because the teaching of Psychokinetic Meditation last night was not very successful. However, he did not beg Adam again because he knew that Adam would not change anything because of his request.

On the other hand, the Duke was very normal. He did not seem to be worried about himself at all.

The Duke patted William's shoulder and said gently, "William, I have prepared your mounts and a group of a hundred knights. They can go with you at any time."

The group of a hundred knights was his greatest support for William. The South was huge and prosperous. If too many knights went out, the safety of the territory could not be guaranteed.

William looked at Adam.

"No need." Adam rejected the Duke's good intentions.

After his private conversation with William last night, the Duke no longer dared to refer to Adam as a 'child'. This was because escaping from an official mage and interrupting a mage's advancement was too shocking. Furthermore, he had tested William's strength last night, and William had already surpassed him in strength. It was hard to believe that William had actually claimed to be the weakest of the four.

"Mr. Adam …" The Duke paused and continued, "Although the knights are not worth mentioning compared to a mage's strength, they can at least reduce some of your troubles. After all, there are only four of you."

The Devil suddenly appeared, recklessly turning into Adam's appearance. It imitated Adam's tone and said, "Useless chickens and pottery dogs. Can't even withstand a single blow."

The Duke looked at the two Adam's in front of him and said, "This is? A contract creature? "

The Devil gave the Duke a lame aristocratic salute and said, "Hello, Duke Alfred. You can call me Duke Garfield."

Adam raised his finger, and an extremely solid electric current shot out from between his fingers, turning the Devil into a chaotic state. Then he said to the Duke, who was shocked by the power of the electric current, "Although it is rude, it is the truth. The knights are useless to us. They are just a burden. Even the mounts …" He looked at the three of them.

Corestal said that she did not need them.

Ophelia shook her head.

William then explained to the Duke, "Father, the mounts are too slow."

The Duke was both relieved and a little disappointed. "It seems that you have far surpassed me, my son. Then, I wish you a triumphant return. "

Adam took the lead and soared into the air, flying directly towards the west. Kristel and William followed closely behind. Ophelia stomped heavily on the ground and advanced in a violent manner. Every time she was exhausted and fell, she would use magic to condense the air and then borrow strength from the air again. Compared to Adam and the other two's method, it seemed to have more power and beauty.

Not long after Adam and the other three left, outside the southern port city, Grand Knight Kyle rushed into the city with bruises all over his body. When he reached the Duke's mansion, his mount had died of exhaustion. He stood in front of the Duke with difficulty and said, "Viscount Brown betrayed the humans. He brought his knights to the west to seek refuge with the High Church. He wants to kill the apprentices!"

"You have made a wise choice. Although your information is not valuable, I will still reward you. I think it would be a good job to join my knights."

The Duke ordered someone to help Kyle up and said to him calmly.

Kyle could not believe that the Duke was so casual. He said anxiously, "Duke, I mean …"

The Duke waved his only arm and interrupted him. The Devil's words rang in his mind. "Useless chickens and pottery dogs."

.....

Adam and the other three flew very quickly. After a few hours, they had flown out of the south.

They found that the further they went, the worse the situation on the ground was. There were refugees everywhere. They could not even form a team. Instead, they were running for their lives in disarray. From time to time, they would panic at the slightest movement.

Adam did not land. Their mission was to destroy the cult and obtain the medium. Helping the refugees was not part of it.

The other three didn't have much of a reaction either. They followed behind Adam and flew silently until two hours later. Adam suddenly stopped and raised his arm to signal everyone to stop.

"Come out," Adam ordered.

The Devil reluctantly walked out of Adam's mind. It pointed at the ground not far away and said loudly, "There is an evil aura in front. It's over there." Then it muttered, "Call me if you need anything. Hit me if you don't need anything. This kind of master …"

However, no one paid attention to what it said. They landed on the ground and soon saw the place that the Devil had mentioned.

"It really is. Damn it!" William's eyes widened and he said angrily.

In front of them was a dead area.

Although none of the houses were burned, the walls and ground were stained red with blood. There was a nauseating smell. A large pit had been dug in the center of the town. It was also blood-red. Judging from the smell, the massacre had happened not long ago. However, there were piles of bones in the pit. It was obvious that the Supreme Church had performed an evil ritual and sacrificed all the residents of the town.

All the bones were crawling towards the deepest part. Adam noticed a small pit there. It was obvious that some kind of object had been worshipped.

"There is no aura of magic or negative energy. This kind of energy smell is unheard of. Is this the power of the natives of the other plane?" Adam ignored his surroundings and compared the information he had collected with the anti-mage. He finally confirmed that this was not a trick of the anti-mage, but a real descending from the other plane.

A breeze blew by slowly, blowing away the smell of blood. Corestal suddenly pointed at a place and said, "There is someone there. No, not a person. It's a monster."

William could no longer stand the environment. He condensed a huge fireball and threw it in the direction that Corestal had pointed. The fireball passed through the obstacles and exploded after a long distance. Then everyone smelled the smell of barbecued meat.

Then they saw the monster.

It was a pile of wriggling severed limbs. Some were bodies, some were arms, some were legs, and some were heads. None of them were complete, but they strangely maintained vitality and had an evil tendency to devour. Even as they moved forward, they were constantly tearing at each other.

This time, Corestal could not stand it. Countless small wind blades formed a tornado around her. She raised her finger, wanting to destroy the evil in front of her directly with magic.

"Wait."

Adam and Ophelia's voices sounded at the same time. This was very important information. It would be a pity if it was destroyed.

The two of them did not communicate. Adam first took a step back and signaled Ophelia to do as she pleased. He knew that he knew nothing about this. Ophelia was the expert.

Ophelia walked in front of the monsters. Under the deterrence of her magic, all the monsters stayed where they were and did not dare to move. Just like yesterday, she picked up an arm and crushed it. Then she took out a bit of flesh and blood from her clothes. After comparing the two, she said, "Same root."

"In other words, this is the result of a sacrifice to a creature from the other plane?" William asked.

"Yes, but I don't know if it's a coincidence or only one evil god is trying to descend."

Corestal held the tornado with one hand and asked, "Can we destroy them now?"

Adam stopped her again. Then he said to Ophelia, "I need some energy samples. Can you extract the energy in their bodies?"

Ophelia nodded with her back facing Adam. She stretched out a finger and wiped the edge of the greatsword. A drop of blood was flicked out from the cut. When the drop of blood fell to the ground, it showed a crushing advantage and violent aggressiveness. All the monsters that came into contact with the blood were devoured. Soon, the drop of blood condensed all the monsters' flesh and blood into a wriggling meatball that floated in front of Ophelia.

Ophelia crossed two fingers and flicked the meatball. With a muffled sound, the meatball shattered. However, there was no disgusting scene of flesh and blood flying. Instead, it withered and rotted like a plant that had been sucked dry of water, leaving only a drop of blood with a trace of foreign energy lingering around it.

If one did not consider Ophelia's identity, this scene was even more evil than the evil god from the other plane.

"Miss Ophelia, you …" Corestal frowned and could not help but say. She did not know why Ophelia would choose such a path. Even if she was a body-refining mage, she did not need to make herself so evil.

"Ha." Ophelia smiled ambiguously and flicked the drop of blood at Adam.

Adam did not think much of it. Instead, he was interested in the ability and the knowledge behind Ophelia's display. However, now was not the time to explore. He used Psychokinetic to stop the drop of blood. Then he grabbed the Devil and ordered it, "Swallow the energy."

The Devil showed a disgusted expression. "My master, you can't do this. This energy is too low-level. Smell its disgusting smell. I will have indigestion."

"Low-level?"

"Yes. I can't imagine what kind of stupid world would use such low-level energy when the void is filled with Ether. It is completely made of flesh and blood. Even the idiots in the abyss are inferior to it!"

"What is made of flesh and blood?"

Unexpectedly, Ophelia said, "It means that this evil god from the other plane digests the flesh and blood of living creatures through special means or organs and transforms the flesh and blood into this low-level energy. The energy level is only slightly higher than that of a knight's blood."

Adam's eyes lit up and then dimmed. If it was done through some means, then it would be worthless. However, if it was done through organs, then this kind of aborigine from the other plane would have great research value. It was a pity that he did not have the ability to fight in other planes yet.

Adam recorded the information. Then, ignoring the Devil's struggle, he pulled it over and forced it to absorb the energy. Obviously, the devil could not disobey. It could only pinch its nose and swallow the energy. Ophelia's blood burst, and the Devil turned into a human and vomited on the ground.

Adam ignored its exaggerated movements. "Lead us to the source of this energy."

When the Devil habitually wanted to bargain, it heard Adam's cold voice. "Don't talk nonsense. I know you can do it."

The Devil realized that it had turned into Adam's appearance again. It did not dare to talk anymore and obediently flew up to lead the way.

Before they left, Corestal threw out the tornado. Adam pointed at the tornado, and electric current flew out and merged into the tornado. The energy suddenly became violent. A few seconds later, there was a loud noise. Everyone looked back and found that the town had completely disappeared, leaving only a huge hole in the ground.

The Devil shuddered and wailed in its heart, This monster has become stronger.

Adam felt the recovery speed of his magic power. He found that the efficiency of communicating with Ether was much lower than when he was in the Magician's Continent. He took out a large number of energy stones from his portable space and divided them into three portions. Although he was not used to this kind of babysitting job, he would not forget his duty as the person in charge.

After the three received the energy stones, they continued to fly for less than an hour. The Devil shouted, "It's just ahead. There are a lot of disgusting energy auras."

.....

"Kill these heretics who do not believe in the Supreme God, and then use the flesh and blood of the heretics to repay the Supreme God's blessings!"

"Kill them, kill them! Kill all the heretics and use the altar made of flesh and blood to show the way to the Supreme God. We welcome the arrival of the Supreme God. The Supreme God will spread his gospel throughout this ignorant world, and we will all become God's people and obtain eternal life and the power of the gods! "

In the town, a young man in a pure white robe floated in the air and shouted in a fanatical tone. There were several people around him who were dressed in the same way. At their feet, there were "humans" with blood-red eyes and sharp claws like beasts. The voice of the white-robed priest contained a bewitching power. Every syllable made them more fanatical. Then, with their hands and teeth, they would not hesitate to slaughter their own kind who dared to resist.

The young man was very satisfied. Not long ago, he was just a humble slave. But after he heard the gospel of the Supreme God, he felt that he had mastered the power of a god. This power made him obsessed. He was willing to give up everything for the Supreme God as long as he could get power.

"Henry, there are a few knights in the town who are disobeying the will of the God," another white-robed priest shouted in the distance.

Henry turned his head and looked at the knights who were resisting the slaughter with a bloodthirsty smile. "Blasphemers, heretics, all of you deserve to die!" He raised his right hand and chanted an obscure spell. Then, his right hand began to grow longer and larger. Finally, this deformed arm pierced through the body of a knight at an extremely fast speed. (Imagine, this is the ultimate skill of K4444 in the King of Fighters.)