Chapter 770: Chapter 248: The Great Serpent That Lived for 3000 Years
The two groups within the Underground Divine Temple eyed each other, each expression one of caution.
But with Vera’s cry of disbelief, “Third Uncle,” both factions froze simultaneously.
In an instant, Leonard’s heart ca to a realization as well.
Soone from within the Williams family had conspired with bandits to kill Vera. It seed that the middle-aged man with the beard was the one involved.
And seeing him mixing with vampires, he must have been corrupted and beco an Ancient God Devotee.
Derby looked at Vera with a face full of indifference and let out a mocking chuckle, “My dear niece, you really surprise people. You actually found these relics…”
Vera, encountering her respected elder here, trembled with dread and asked, “Third Uncle, you… you’ve been corrupted?”
She wasn’t foolish and had guessed that this man was the mastermind behind the plot to have her killed.
The arms business within the family was primarily managed by this Third Uncle, probably involving him in the war between Count Fremont and Councilor Boen, which is how he got corrupted.
Hearing her words, Derby shook his head dismissively. His gaze moved beyond Leonard and the others, fixated on the cracked pyramid within the temple. His eyes burned with fervor as he made a strange religious gesture with his crossed hands, “Corruption? No, to be acknowledged by ‘Lord Seadinth’ is my honor.”
As soon as the na was spoken, it was as if it elicited a response, and the entire temple shook once more.
The blood pool underneath the pyramid boiled furiously, and an ineffable aura of superiority swept through the entire cave.
“So this is the na of the ‘Crimson Corruption’!”
Leonard was no stranger to this sensation; that montary pressure was the arrival of the will of an Ancient God!
He also imdiately knew the na of this Ancient God.
Just being in close proximity to relics of ancient days, even speaking the na, risked contamination.
In the depths of his soul, the feeling of being suppressed by a higher being grew stronger.
Enlightennt kept refreshing, warning of the danger: “You are exempt from one instance of faith contamination directed towards ‘Crimson Corruption · Seadinth’.”
Leonard’s expression grew more serious.
He could exempt himself from the contamination, but Vera and Pigeon by his side could not.
And even stranger was that, through Leonard’s perception, he could clearly see the aura on the bearded middle-aged man surged significantly.
He had gone from a Second Tier card master to a Third Tier in a flash!
And it was still rising!
Was it that just by chanting its na, he was granted such terrifying power by an Ancient God?
“This…”
Leonard’s eyelid twitched.
He also finally understood why the mbers of the Silver Moon Sect had seen such rapid increases in strength after spending ti at the temple.
Derby, having received the gift of the Ancient God, showed an extre flush of pleasure on his aged face.
Suddenly, as if receiving so other information, he looked at Vera with even more fervor and exclaid excitedly, “My dear niece, the great God has granted you the opportunity to offer a sacrifice. The divine premonition tells that Lord Seadinth has chosen you to be the honored vessel of divine descent…”
“You…”
Vera looked at this once familiar relative, now a stranger; her concern was mingled with a chill of fanaticism that raised the hairs on her back.
Next to her, Leonard hesitated no more and abruptly sprang into action!
With a “snap” in the air, his figure vanished on the spot.
He couldn’t wait for Elder Clinton to co to his senses. He knew that if he delayed further, a disaster was imminent.
The vampires had entered the temple and received gifts from the Ancient God, with each one’s aura soaring swiftly. If they waited any longer, it wouldn’t bode well.
Moreover, negotiation was possible with ordinary people.
But with a group of Ancient God Devotees, the only option was to kill!
Following the explosive sound, and in the blink of an eye, a werewolf with foreboding eyes appeared amidst the vampires.
His fist, surrounded by a cyclone, hurtled towards the face of a Fourth Tier vampire.
Being an entire tier higher, the vampire t Leonard’s attack with a cold sneer and raised a hand, its palm sprouting sharp nails, and with a “thud,” caught the punch.
But at the sa ti, the vampire’s expression abruptly shifted to one of surprise, “Eh?”
It discovered that the gust from the punch had managed to push it off balance.
The punch hadn’t caused significant harm, but…
That’s not right!
Its target isn’t !
Before it could grasp the situation, the werewolf had already used the montum to pivot and charge straight at the leader, Derby!
Leonard’s objective had been clear from the start; that man had to die!
No matter why Vera and Pigeon survived, Third Master Williams had to be killed here.
Forget about any sacrifice of the God’s descent body…
If it beca known that Third Master Williams was a Divine Believer, the entire Williams family would be implicated, and the whole lineage could be destroyed.
Even if Vera managed to escape, she would face imnse trouble.
Leonard thought it best to clear up these hidden dangers if killings were necessary.
The sneak attack was imdiately effective.
He repelled the Fourth Tier vampire, which posed the greatest threat to him, and seized the opportunity to reach for Derby.
Despite the vampires being transford and having robust bodies, combat consciousness was an innate skill; without it, they were helpless.
A pampered and wealthy rchant would have very weak combat abilities.
This man seed to sense sothing, but only managed to dodge his head. With the fleeting chance, Leonard could only grab at the chest opportunistically.
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