Chapter 516: Chapter 230: Descent (Two-in-One ga Chapter)
Not far from Baron Elliot’s mansion, in a civilian house.
Rudolph, the head of the church, and six fully ard Knights had been waiting, observing an object resembling a golden compass.
Just as the silver Conch dal on Rein’s chest began to vibrate at that mont, the golden compass also started to respond with similar vibrations.
Observing the extent of the compass’s tremors, Rudolph’s normally calm face suddenly took on a solemn expression.
“The fluctuations are a bit stronger than expected, it seems this place might indeed be an important stronghold for the Cult of the Black Fla!”
“Let’s go! We must imdiately support Baron Rein.”
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“At your command, Your Excellency!” the group of Knights responded in unison.
Then, the party hurried toward Baron Elliot’s mansion!
anwhile.
Rein fell into a cavern, where the vision around him darkened instantly, but with his Dark Vision, he quickly adapted to the dim interior and landed steadily on his feet.
Soon, he realized this place was not actually a cave.
It was a huge underground hall located beneath the conference room, spanning at least seven or eight hundred square ters.
At the very center of the hall was a massive ritual circle shimring with black light.
In the center of the circle were piled corpses several ters high, with more than a dozen prostrate Black Fla monks clustered around in a circle, as well as an even greater number, nearly a hundred Black Fla Cultists, wrapped in fervent and devoted chanting!
Furthermore, a noticeably large and bloated figure was loudly reciting prayers!
Rein’s face tensed!
He could clearly feel the evil energy here, dense almost to the point of tangibility, and still surging, growing stronger.
Clearly, it was due to this ceremony, and it seed that the ritual was nearing its final stages.
Upon seeing several people falling down from the top of the hall, the bloated figure slowly turned around and glanced over.
At that mont, Lamar, his face filled with terror, rushed beside the bloated figure and pointed at Rein, urgently shouting, “Great High Priest, this is Rein!”
Only with the High Priest by his side did Lamar sowhat settle his panicked spirit, having been truly frightened by Rein just monts before.
Rein said calmly, “So this is the one you rely on.”
At this mont, Rein’s attention was fully on the large and bloated High Priest. The aura emanating from the other stirred in him a sense of palpitations, and his level 3 danger perception was sounding alarms like mad!
High Priest?
Should be on the sa level as a bishop from the Goddess Church, right?
Looks like I’ve run into a big fish this ti!
Right then, Alonso was having regrets!
He thought he should’ve left with his father’s ssenger right then and there.
Although it looked like Rein was still in a tough spot, Alonso found himself in peril too.
After all, Cult mbers are maniacs. He always tried to keep to what he deed a safe distance, but now, he clearly crossed his own threshold of safety.
Getting himself into such danger and embarrassnt, it would have been better not to watch at all.
However, now the problem was that as soon as Alonso approached the burning black flas on the edge of the hall, he felt a sharp pain. In other words, he couldn’t leave even if he wanted to.
Because, the entire underground hall was enveloped by so kind of evil energy, turning it into a prison from which one could enter but not leave!
The tall and bloated High Priest, with his small eyes, scrutinized Rein for a while, then with great interest said, “So you’re Rein, I’ve finally t you!”
“I’ve heard you’re quite formidable, having even killed Giovanni, so let’s spice things up a bit.” The High Priest said with a smirk, narrowing his eyes.
He didn’t wait for Rein to respond, and snapped his fingers!
“Snap!”
In an instant, the Black Fla Cultists who had been kneeling fervently around the ritual, suddenly stood up en masse.
All at once, about thirty or forty Cultists, as if controlled, with ferocious expressions charged towards Rein!
As they ran, they removed their shirts, shouting: “Praise the great God of Hunting!”
Rein watched, baffled by the scene.
These Cultists were ordinary people, were they coming at him with the intention to die?
As they approached rapidly, Rein faintly sensed sothing stirring within their bodies, and his level 3 danger perception gave him frequent warnings.
Rein knew these Cultists, who were rely ordinary people, might not be as simple as they appeared.
Narrowing his eyes, Rein raised his bow and notched an arrow, his fingers moving as fast as lightning, shooting rapidly.
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
When a steel arrow struck a Black Fla Cultist, there was a “pfft” sound as the cultist’s chest cavity was punctured!
The cultist imdiately scread in agony, looking down at the gaping hole in his chest with a frightened and bewildered look in his eyes.
However…
The next second, a thunderous “boom!” resounded.
The Black Fla Cultist exploded like a bomb, his body bursting apart!
For a mont, blood and flesh flew everywhere along with the sll of char, and a burst of black fla spread out rapidly.
This scene made Rein’s eyes flicker!
These Cultists, they were acting as ‘suicide bombers’!
It seed that no matter in the past or present, Cults remained Cults, their thods so similarly sinister!
But what surprised him even more was the High Priest of the Black Fla.
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