Tome of Blood Chapter 118

Chapter 118-117-Charlotte of Castel?

Why haven't you come back yet?

The high priest frowned slightly.

And just when his patience was about to run out, the Gorefiend cultists who had left finally returned.

Behind him, there were one after another figures in black robes, all of whom were members of the Gorefiend Cult.

However, all the members of the Gorefiend Cultist seemed a little suspicious, and the number of them was smaller than the high priest of the Gorefiend expected.

"Why did it take so long to come back? And...why are there so few people?"

The high priest frowned and asked.

"Master High Priest, something unexpected happened."

The leader of the Gorefiend Cultist was a little flustered, and hurriedly stepped forward, leaning over and whispering.

"What? You said our people rebelled?"

The high priest was slightly taken aback.

"Yes... There seems to be a traitor among the true believers we have summoned. They just made a sudden attack and attacked our other people..."

"Not only that, there is news from the western city that something seems to have happened at Drunken Dream Salon."

After hearing what the Gorefiend cultists said, the high priest narrowed his eyes.

He thought for a moment, then suddenly asked:

"The rebels... are all blood servants, right?"

The Gorefiend disciples were stunned:

"How do you... know?"

"Hehe, because I already know that something happened at the Drunken Dream Salon, and the blood servants I left at the Drunken Dream Salon have all rebelled."

The high priest sneered.

He glanced at the Gorefiend believers entering the temple, and said meaningfully:

"It's not the true believers who betrayed, but someone... who is taking the blood servant contract."

"Seize the blood servant contract? No... how is this possible?!"

The expressions of the Gorefiend disciples all changed, and they suddenly fell into commotion.

Those concentrated here are the core forces of the Gorefiend Cult in Boulder.

Almost all of them were cultists who escaped after the failure of the ceremony ten years ago. During the ten years, they followed the footsteps of the high priest and developed many new believers who were blood servants as the new blood of the Blood Demon Cult.

The current Boulder Gorefiend Cult is a strict cult organization with them as the core and many blood servants as servants.

In order to distinguish themselves from blood servants, they call themselves true believers.

"Hey, nothing is impossible, as far as I know...the extinct Kirari clan has the power to capture the blood servants of other clans."

The high priest shook his head.

He glanced around and continued:

"Contact your own blood servant through the contract to see if there is any problem."

After hearing his words, the Gorefiend cultists quickly took action, and after a while, there were exclamations one after another:

"I can't get in touch with my blood servant!"

"Damn! I also have blood servants who can't be contacted!"

Seeing everyone's bewildered expressions, the high priest's eyes gradually became serious.

"Is the outer gate closed?"

He looked at the leader of the Gorefiend Cultist and asked.

"Closed, no... long ago."

The Gorefiend cultist who was asked respectfully replied.

"Not good! Check each other's identities and contracts, now, hurry up!"

As if realizing something, the high priest's expression changed slightly.

The Gorefiend disciples were slightly taken aback.

However, they reacted quickly and quickly checked each other's identities according to the high priest's order.

"After checking the identity, stand in the temple. Everyone must have at least two true believers as witnesses!"

The high priest said coldly.

The Gorefiend believers moved quickly.

As a cult organization, they already have a strict structure to prevent spies from sneaking in.

Not long after, most of the true believers and blood servants who had checked their identities entered the temple, while the remaining people were getting fewer and fewer.

The high priest drew his dark sword.

He looked coldly at the fewer and fewer Gorefiend cultists whose identities had not been checked, his expression was full of vigilance, and he was ready to strike at any time.

Suddenly, a strong feeling of heart palpitations came, he subconsciously raised the cross of the sword, and a shadow quickly rushed out from the dwindling crowd, attacking him.

In an instant, the black flames spread, and the few Gorefiend cultists who were burned immediately let out a cry of participation, and the whole person, including the body and soul, was quickly burned to nothing.

"Flame of Blasphemy!"

The High Priest's eyes froze.

He snorted coldly, the dark power of the third level of Chi Yang erupted, and pushed the "Assassin" back with a single sword.

The Gorefiend cultists fled to the sides one after another, and under the dim light, the figure of the assassin was also exposed in front of everyone.

It was a tall figure covered in black clothes.

He covered his face and couldn't see his appearance clearly, but his red hair fell from the hood in the blow just now.

Looking at the **** red hair, feeling the power that although weaker than him but stronger than most silver moons, the High Priest of the Gorefiend Cult immediately squinted his eyes.

He heyed and said:

"Second level of Silver Moon... Hehe, this power is not unknown in Boulder City."

"However, it is the second level of Silver Moon, so powerful, and at the same time has red hair... As far as I know, there is only one in Boulder City."

As he spoke, the High Priest looked at the assassin, smiled lightly and said:

"What do you think? Mr. Sebastian."

After hearing what the high priest said, the assassin sighed helplessly.

He gracefully lowered the hood, revealing himself.

With his handsome appearance and pointed ears, he is the president of the Rose Society, Sebas the Spirit of Fire.

I saw Sebastian regretfully shaking the flames in his hands, and said:

"It's a pity that I couldn't kill you with one sword."

The high priest laughed lightly:

"It's better to say that I was even more surprised that you found this place."

"Did Anthony tell you the route?"

"I lost contact with the blood servant in the Drunken Dream Salon, presumably you did it too?"

"Can you tell me... how did you, who is obviously not a vampire, acquire the power to take away our vampire contract?"

However, after listening to the words of the high priest, Sebas did not answer.

Not only that, he seemed to have completely ignored the leader of the Boulder Gorefiend Cult, but respectfully said to a certain figure behind him:

"Sorry, master, my assassination failed."

"It was you who won. With the power of the second level of Yinyue, even if it is an assassination, I can't defeat the third level of Chiyang..."

"I'm still a long way from recovering my strength..."

Owner?

who? !

The High Priest shuddered, and looked behind Sebas.

Those were a few Gorefiend cultists who hadn't completed their identity verification just now.

Seeing the gazes cast by the crowd, they shivered coldly, and subconsciously moved to the sides. Only a petite figure covered in a black robe remained motionless.

The high priest's eyes instantly fell on the petite figure.

I saw the petite figure chuckle, and said lightly:

"Sebas, for the bet milk, I want the one specially made by Luna Island, with the best taste."

As she spoke, she gently took off the hood.

The magnificent silver hair fell like a waterfall, and under the exquisite and perfect face, the red golden eyes shone with a strange brilliance.

Looking at her face that seemed familiar, the high priest was slightly taken aback, and then faintly puzzled:

"Charlotte of Castle?"

Sorry, Cavin at the end of the volume, today is another update.

(end of this chapter)

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