58: Chapter 57, Redemption_1 58: Chapter 57, Redemption_1 On the altar, the young boys and girls who were once crying, have now gone silent.
If one were to observe closely, they would find their flesh and blood rapidly being drained.
This horrifying scene, if it took place outside, could scare soone to death, but in the eyes of the Skeleton Society followers, it’s just fanaticism.
Even the High Priest, who was trembling earlier, looks high-spirited now, with the coming of the Lord of Skeletons occupying his every thought.
Five strong young n detached from the crowd, their faces filled with sanctity as they approached the altar, preparing for the descent of the Lord of Skeletons.
The only one who managed to retain so sanity, the Skeleton Holy Master, silently heaved a sigh of relief at this point.
The high order demon beast did not make it in ti, and now they could only resort to their backup plan.
The five n before him, carefully cultivated by the Skeleton Society, were formidable, yet their bodies were much more fragile compared to the magical beast.
How much power they would be able to bear remained unknown.
If expectations were not t, the Skeleton Society would have to flee again.
Thinking about the years of wandering and hiding, the man behind the mask could only feel anger.
If it were not for his naive courage in his youth, when he ignorantly accepted his undercover assignnt into the Skeleton Society, he would have been a respected Judgent Knight, and perhaps even held a high rank in the clergy.
Unfortunately, one mistake changed everything.
After his entry into the Skeleton Society, he quickly ascended the ranks, and after several power struggles, he unexpectedly beca the Big Shot of the Skeleton Society.
Thankfully, the Lord of Skeletons was just a pseudo-God.
He was able to fool others by relying on the artifacts given to him by the clergy.
With the cooperation of his forr colleagues, he gradually took over the society by proxy.
He thought the story would end there, but plans always change faster.
The command from the clergy to wrap things up never ca, instead he constantly received orders to incite rebellions.
His days were either in the midst of rebellion or on the verge of it.
His life beca even more complicated when the clergy mber who had arranged his undercover mission died unexpectedly two years ago, causing him to be forgotten and his real identity buried.
The Clergy has to be sacred, and their associations with a cult like the Skeleton Society needs to be covered under the veil of a mysterious organization, having infiltrated believers turn into cult leaders behind the veil, causing havoc everywhere, how could this kind of thing be revealed?
From the day he wore the mask, he bid goodbye to his previous life.
After having lived under cover for thirty years, he almost forgot his own na and was known only by one alias — Skeleton Holy Master.
Knowing that this was a road of no return, the Skeleton Holy Master wanted to turn back, but he found there was no way back.
Why was he, like all other followers of the Lord of the Dawn, not allowed to walk under the sun and be respected, instead needing to hide and suffer inner tornt?
Looking at the transforming skeleton fra on the altar, the emotionally unmoved Skeleton Holy Master knew he had fallen.
His once devout faith, in the face of cruel reality, was all but shaken.
His resentnt transford his affection for the clergy into hatred — he was filled with a desire for revenge.
Compared to the enormous clergy, the Skeleton Society was negligible.
Even if they gave it everything they had, they could at most bring disaster to one or two provinces, and that was only possible with the support of the clergy.
The gap in strength made the Skeleton Holy Master suppress his thoughts of turning against the clergy.
He glanced in the direction of the clergy and sneered coldly.
You powerful figures want to stir up chaos in the various kingdoms of the continent, then I might as well make your wish co true.
But how could this situation always remain hidden?
The very conspicuous “Blood Moon Horn” has already been thrown out.
The rag-tag rebels will not last long, what cos next is the struggle between the Nobles’ Allied Forces and the clergy.
No matter who erges victorious, the nobles of the Alpha Kingdom will surely bla the clergy.
The already strained relationship between the two is bound to worsen.
He did not hope for a direct fallout between the two, just sowing a seed of disagreent was enough.
Conflicts can be suppressed once or twice, but ten or eight tis?
Then, an explosion was inevitable.
The Skeleton Holy Master knew it was ti for him to work hard.
If he wanted to overthrow the rule of the clergy and restore the faith of the Lord of the Dawn in his lifeti, he would have to create more conflicts between the various nations of the continent and the clergy.
“As a devout follower of the Lord of the Dawn who can beco the Skeleton Holy Master, can the followers of the evil god also beco the Pope?”
Yes, it must be so!
Their plan to expel a devout believer like is part of their conspiracy to overthrow the Lord of the Dawn.
For the sake of the Lord of the Dawn, we cannot let them succeed.
The Dawn Church must be sacred, it absolutely cannot be a place for harboring filth!
The evil doers taking power within the Church’s high ranks is absolutely not permissible.
…”
“Everything is for the Lord of the Dawn!”
“Everything is for the Lord of the Dawn!”
…
Under constant self-hypnosis, the shattered faith of the Skeleton Holy Master solidified again, even showing signs of turning into a saint.
If anyone knew that the head of the cult was on the verge of beco a saint, it would probably cause an earthquake across the continent.
The legitimacy of the clergy would also be shaken.
The sound of shouting is getting closer, and the sacrificial ceremony is gradually coming to an end.
The skeleton fra on the altar is undergoing a final transformation, out of the five believers, only one remained of flesh, the rest had all beco skeleton fras.
The host chosen by the Lord of Skeletons still retained flesh, which astonished the believers who worshipped the skeleton.
However, their devout faith in the evil god suppresses their doubts.
Suddenly, the dark clouds overhead were dispersed, and the sparse sunlight fell, directly igniting the fury of the Skeleton Society’s believers.
The Lord of Skeletons had just cast a soul fragnt, the Skeleton Legion on the altar was not fully ford, and it certainly could not directly face the sunlight.
Certain fragile skeleton fras are now making sizzling sounds, and although they haven’t scattered directly, their evolution has been interrupted.
Without the cover of dark clouds, the location of the altar was quickly exposed.
The Nobles’ Allied Forces that had broken into the city imdiately sward in from all sides.
“The air is mixed with the annoying sll of holiness, it seems a priest has acted.
Continue the sacrifice, everyone go with to intercept the enemy,” the Skeleton Holy Master coldly ordered.
From the mont he was determined to overthrow the rule of the clergy and rebuild the faith of the Lord of the Dawn, the outco of Dardiel City had ceased to be important to him.
“Kill…”
In an instant, the two sides were fighting together.
Facing the continuous onslaught of the Nobles’ Allied Forces, the Skeleton Society’s resistance seed futile.
Watching followers fall one by one, the Skeleton Holy Master silently retreated from the battlefield along with his kin.
This was not his war; his fight was just beginning.
The clergy has fallen, as a devout believer, he cannot fall until the glory of the Lord of the Dawn is restored.
Without their leader, the believers of the Skeleton Society, fighting individually, were forced to fall back step by step by the joint forces, retreating quickly to the vicinity of the altar.
Perhaps sensing the enemies drawing closer, the failed skeleton fras ca down from the altar first and indiscriminately launched an attack.
The believers of the Evil God, before they could even catch their breath, were first stabbed in the back by their own skeleton fras, many people bafflingly lost their lives.
Despair spread throughout the venue, but the awakened Lord of Skeleton was very satisfied with his masterpiece, swallowing the negative energy produced by those present in one gulp, and involuntarily belched.
Finally free from the gloomy world of the undead and seeing daylight again.
The material plane is indeed comfortable, enjoying a feast just after arriving.
The only thing that displeased him was that this body was too weak, and it couldn’t fully utilize his power.
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