Tribulation of Mysteries - Chapter 326

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Pulmouth.

The streets were full of patrolling police officers, and the Guards were stationed at traffic arteries and intersections, scanning every passerby vigilantly.

The sky was filled with clouds, and the atmosphere was somber to freezing point.

All of this is said to be related to the horrific attack that occurred during the Pope’s speech.

The daughter of Baron Jacques, Metana Jacques, took her mother back to her family’s residence in the Queen’s District.

Her mother was wiping her tears with a handkerchief. After seeing the familiar house, she sobbed softly: “I’m sorry, Metana, I’m sorry…”

“It’s okay, Mom, you are just controlled by an evil spell! “

Metana comforted her mother and rang the doorbell.

After the surprised maid screamed, a middle-aged man with messy hair rushed out immediately.

His face was haggard, it was Baron Jacques. When he saw Metana and her daughter, he couldn’t help but gestured: “Holy Spirit, it’s great that you are okay. I…I regret it so much!”

“It’s okay. Everything is over.”

Meitana comforted: “That nasty guy is dead, everything will return to normal.”

“How can it be that simple?” Baron Jacques smiled bitterly, and his expression immediately changed.

Metana looked next door and saw two men with cold temperaments in black trench coats walking over. They showed their IDs and said, “We are from the Military Intelligence Agency. We would like to ask three of us to go back and assist in the investigation.”

Involving the ‘God of Suffering’ and People with the ‘Blood Pact’, whether civilians or nobles, must be examined.

‘Military Intelligence Department, they are deliberately guarding me. It’s too much! ‘

Metana was indignant in her heart, but her expression became calm: “Okay, but we need to freshen up first. This is the etiquette of the nobility.”

The two secret service officers looked at each other: “Okay!”

…

Same thing .

Pulmouth, somewhere underground.

The ‘Lotus Eaters’ society has its secret center in Pulmouth.

The ‘Blood Cup Archbishop’ wore a blood-colored robe, had an old appearance, and held a group of constantly flowing shadows in his hands.

As an auxiliary of this attack, he did not directly participate in the incident in the Lecture Square. He only led many ‘Lotus Eaters’ to create a riot in Pulmouth and restrained a reinforcement of the Kingdom’s ‘His Majesty’.

Therefore, after the incident, he successfully escaped unscathed, and not only that, he also received a ‘reward’!

The shadow flowing on his hand clearly belonged to the man who was assassinated by the ‘God of Suffering’ and belonged to the Crown of the Kingdom of Inves – the ‘Shadow of the Spirit World’!

This is the spiritual legacy of a sixth-plasma extraordinary person. Whether it is exchanged or made into a magical item, it is a huge wealth!

“This operation…at least…we are not without success. Next, inform our people to hide as much as possible. If necessary, we can evacuate Pulmouth. Don’t confront the angry Inves!”

The Archbishop of the Blood Cup smiled !

Said the senior officer of the lotus eaters in front of him.

There is also competition among evil believers, which may even be more intense than in ordinary associations.

The betrayal of the ‘God of Suffering’ and the failure to open the Seventh Element at the same time. Although the grand alliance of the ‘Mother of the Night’ and the ‘Lord of the Bones’ was considered a failure, the mood of the Blood Cup Archbishop was very subtle.

“Your Excellency the Archbishop… and the mysterious person who appeared in the fog of history, do you need to investigate?”

A senior Lotus Eater asked cautiously.

“Well, let’s investigate.” Archbishop Blood Cup replied somewhat casually.

He actually knows more information than other high-level officials. After all, one of his incarnations died in the ruins of Sothos.

But when it comes to a ‘living immortal’, he doesn’t want to directly confront the opponent before he opens the seventh element.

Although the ‘God of Suffering’ is finished… he at least pointed out a way forward for us… In this era, perhaps an ‘immortal’ can really be born! ‘

‘Maybe it’s my turn next. ‘

The Archbishop of the Blood Cup felt a burning sensation in his heart.

Hiss!

At this moment, a slight hissing sound of a snake suddenly sounded from the altar behind him.

A trace of dark red blood gushes out from the gaps in the altar and continues to spread outward.

“My Lord!”

The Blood Cup Archbishop’s expression changed, he took the lead and knelt down, chanting loudly: “We invite the ‘Lord of the Bones’, the god in charge of February!”

“You are the Lord of the Ghouls, The ruler of bones and blood, the serpent that coils around the world! “

…

Amidst the bursts of prayers, the altar in front suddenly roared, greedily devouring the two high-ranking Lotus Eaters who were relatively close.

While screaming, all their flesh and bones turned into dark red mist, filling the altar, revealing a pair of terrifying huge vertical pupils!

The Archbishop of the Blood Cup also screamed, and the blood vessels in his body exploded, squirming and crawling on the ground like small snakes…

“My Lord… I am guilty!”

The old man screamed, regardless of the blood on his body. Drenched, he lay respectfully in front of the altar, crying and confessing his dark psychology.

The torture-like scene lasted for half an hour.

Finally, amid a harsh murmur that seemed to be composed of countless snake hisses, the fog on the altar quickly dissipated.

The Archbishop of the Blood Cup stood up tremblingly, his back became much more stooped, but his eyes were cold as he glanced at everyone present: “The great ‘Lord of the Bones’ has sent down the oracle!”

He crushed a ball. Flesh and blood let traces of blood-red liquid outline in mid-air, forming several lifelike portraits.

The Blood Cup Archbishop’s voice was like the cold wind of winter:

“Check – ‘Evil Spirit’ Auclair Sotos!”

“Check – Aaron Yugos from Green Forest!”

“Check – Sotos The most important thing about the family, the Earl of Green Forest, is his belief!”

“Check – after the revival of the spiritual tide, all the hidden existences with honorable names, whether they have disappeared or still exist…the point is ‘illusion’

“I want to know everything about them!”

“

Remember – at all costs!”

All the Lotus Eaters present were shocked, the oracle of the “Bloody Master” said, This is unprecedented attention!

But they did not dare to have any objections. They had all seen the tragic situation of the archbishop before.

At this time, he couldn’t help but praise the ‘Lord of the Bones’ even louder…

…

‘The Blood of Decline’, a secret gathering point somewhere.

The scholarly leader Bojin Soren stood solemnly, looking at the gourmet in front of him who was slowly cutting steaks on the dining table, with a trace of uneasiness on his face.

The gourmet has platinum curly hair and an elegant, impeccable manner.

But in fact, he is the president of the ‘Gourmet Association’ – Flanders!

A favored person of the ‘Mother of the Night’!

“I hope you won’t disappoint the Mother Goddess!”

Flanders wiped the corners of his mouth with a white napkin and gave final instructions.

“Lord President… our ancestor of the ‘Dead Blood’ is just an exile from the Sotos family… We really know very little about the legendary earl…”

Borgin Sauron just explained. With one sentence, his neck seemed to be strangled by invisible hands, and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

Not long ago, when Flanders arrived, he was slightly rude because he did not recognize him, and a certain senior executive of Decline Blood was now on the dinner plate!

Borgin Sauron suddenly looked solemn: “We will do whatever it takes to serve the Mother Goddess!”

(End of Chapter)