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Chapter 137 Blasphemers in Saint Rand!

Susanna Rudolph is dragged into the depths of darkness by eerie puppet strings.

She struggled desperately, but to no avail.

No matter how she brandished the dagger in her hand, she could not break free from the terrifying puppet strings.

As she was dragged further and further away, the light grew fainter and fainter.

Her heart sank deeper and deeper into darkness.

Finally, she was dragged onto a stone pillar carved with strange symbols.

The dense, intricate threads seeped into her body, draining her life force, her soul, and even disrupting her ecosystem.

The advancement of high-level superhumans is like a huge anomaly in the steam ecosystem.

It requires drawing upon a large number of fundamental extraordinary characteristics to lay the foundation.

Those who were captured would all become the cold skeletons of the soon-to-be-born high-level transcendent being.

Just when Susanna was in despair and about to give up on her fate.

The surrounding threads suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, all the puppet threads in the darkness seemed to go mad, twisting and twitching wildly in the air.

Even the puppet threads that had been controlling her broke free from her and joined the frenzied, twisted revelry.

"this……"

Before Susanna could react...

boom--

A huge, deep, and awe-inspiring explosion swept in like a volcanic eruption.

The whole world seemed to be trembling.

The direction from which the explosion came was... the Black River Valley Tower.

Followed by.

A rich, intense, and brilliant light.

From the steam tower in the Black River Valley, the dense puppet threads bloomed in all directions.

It was like a magnificent and enormous firework being ignited on the tower in the Black River Valley.

The light was so intense that it illuminated the Black River Valley and the towns along its edge.

Even the extraordinary individuals who were fleeing across the river were illuminated by this sudden burst of light, which guided them on their way.

For a moment, the whole world fell silent.

Everyone silently observed this unbelievable scene.

Watching the magnificent fireworks slowly fade away.

The light was so familiar that Susanna could even detect a hint of exorcising holy light within it.

As the enormous light of the fireworks gradually faded and dissipated.

The puppet threads that had just caused such a catastrophe had also vanished completely.

Susanna then realized what was happening.

Is that nightmarish disaster finally coming to an end?

The ruins are now completely devoid of any resemblance to the former "sheepfold herder".

The two vice presidents, Freda and Mary Jo, slowly withdrew their gazes.

Then their gaze fell on Tanil, the one called the Steam Wizard.

Why are you all looking at me?

Tucker shrugged slightly.

"You're the ones who killed them."

"I... am merely a carrier of holy light."

The two of them stiffened slightly.

Strictly speaking, the Dark Sun Bishop who wanted to be promoted to a higher rank was indeed killed by the two of them.

They could even feel the energy feedback from the Witcher's hunt.

Rich, pure, and vast.

They can all use this source energy to upgrade their levels.

They killed the people, but they are not the murderers.

Things started to get strange.

With the crisis involving the puppet threads resolved.

Those witchers and superhumans who had been dragged into the darkness were also released.

The terrified superhumans flocked to their gathering point from all directions.

Soon, the demon hunters in the three border towns all made the same decision.

That means escape!

Escape the Black River Valley immediately.

There are too many strange things happening here.

Having finally escaped those terrifying puppet strings, who knows what will happen next?

We must leave here as soon as possible; only then will we have any hope of survival.

The lingering light almost emanates along the Black River Valley.

The surviving superhumans fled Black River Valley and headed to the Saint Land superhuman city-state.

…………

Light!

It was reflected deep within the eyes of Archbishop Ida Hicks.

A flicker of anger danced in her pupils.

The ceremony has begun.

The powerful figures of Saint Rand dared not show themselves.

She had anticipated this scene.

Those powerful figures from Saint Rand would never easily set out unless they were absolutely certain of victory.

But this just happened to be part of Ada Hicks's plan.

What she wanted was this kind of opportunity to find in the game.

Three or four more hours.

Puppeteer Bruno Fold is about to complete his promotion.

Although, due to the changes that occurred at the Gate of Another World, the life force that Bruno Fold was drawing upon was severed.

Fortunately, they were well-prepared, with superhumans under control in Black River Valley, as well as powerful alien demon hunters.

They were all catalysts for Bruno Fuld's promotion.

Moreover, the life characteristics of those alien life forms are different from those of life forms in this world. Absorbing their life characteristics can also help Bruno Fuld better stabilize his extraordinary ecology.

As long as Bruno Fold completes his promotion.

This would give them an even greater chance of success in dealing with Saint Rand.

The plan and the steps taken were undoubtedly good.

But suddenly.

Bruno Fuld exploded!

Things happened so suddenly, so unexpectedly.

So much so that when the explosion occurred.

Ada Hicks finally realized what was happening.

By the time she realized what had happened and wanted to figure out what had actually occurred...

Bruno Fold simply vanished.

but!

They still managed to glean some information.

Bruno Fold was purified by the holy light of the Demon Hunters!

Promotion.

It is already in a state of imbalance.

Moreover, Bruno Fuld was at a crucial stage in his promotion.

That Demon-Slaying Holy Light is undoubtedly crucial for breaking the balance.

The problem lies with those witchers.

Logically, they should have gone out and eliminated those witchers.

But Archbishop Ada Hicks glanced at the titled vampires of the "Vampire Sanctuary" on her left and the bloodline werewolves of the "Totem Sanctuary" on her right.

In addition, there are the Saint Land superhumans lurking in the depths of the river, above the clouds, and in the darkness, ready to pounce at any moment.

Even if she were a high-level superhuman, she wouldn't dare to act rashly.

If she were to act rashly, it would be something that the powerful figures of Saint Land would actually want to see.

Just like in Lamor, the powerful warriors of Saint Land dared not come to their aid.

Now, even Archbishop Ada Hicks dares not easily pursue her.

Moreover, it is still unclear what caused that bizarre method.

What if there really is a top-tier witcher hiding there?

She couldn't withstand such an explosion.

Take a deep breath.

Ada Hicks swallowed back the rage she felt over her partner's death.

Sure enough, sarcastic remarks came quickly.

"Wow! It's quite a sight to see you people from the Dark Sun Sanctuary setting off such huge fireworks. It adds a tiny bit of fun to this dull and boring night."

"If you were to avenge your men, I think... it would be a wonderful night, wouldn't you say, Your Excellency, Lady Ada Hicks?"

Louis VII, the vampire marquis, remains as elegant as ever, but beneath this elegant facade lies a thirst for blood and madness.

"Lady Ada Hicks, if you're willing, the two of us can join forces and wipe those damned witchers off the map in this Ashlands of the North tonight."

Not far away, Ken Pete, a werewolf with a bloodline standing upright, walked over with a cold smile.

As it moved, it reverted to its human form, with short brown hair, rough, protruding cheeks, a fierce aura, and vertical, dragon-wolf-like eyes.

"Any action taken before the issue is fully investigated is a risky move."

Compared to the two powerful vampires and werewolves who also held the archbishop's seat, this was a case of stirring up trouble.

Ida Hicks knew it very well.

Those two beasts want her to die tonight.

She naturally wouldn't do as she wished.

St. Land, gazing into the depths of darkness.

Ada Hicks spoke slowly.

"The Holy Crown Guardian is about to arrive in the Northern Frontier!"

Both Louis VII, the vampire marquis, and Ken Pitt, the wolf archbishop, were slightly startled.

The Holy Crown Guardian is a powerful being who expanded the territory of the Eastern Continent and protected the Holy Son.

Their strength surpasses that of the archbishops.

"If the Guardian of the Holy Crown is coming, then wouldn't that mean... Holy Son, His Highness Wendell is also coming?" Archbishop Ken Pete of the Wolf Clan asked in a low voice.

"Yes!" Ada Hicks nodded slightly.

"They came for...the blasphemers."

"The faith of the great dark sun must not be desecrated."

"Divine punishment is about to descend upon Saint Rand, the protector of blasphemers."

(End of this chapter)