Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 293 Overwhelming Pressure

The Church of the Night forcibly broke into the royal banquet and attempted to take away one of the important guests.

This is definitely a provocation to the royal family, and may even lead to the royal family becoming more resistant to the Church of the Night, giving the Church of the Storm more opportunities.

This could trigger a fierce competition between churches, and countless people will suffer.

This is already happening, but in the sacrifice of the evil god's return, it is all irrelevant.

Of everyone in this royal estate, Krestais, Herwin Lambis, a royal demigod, and even Triss all changed their expressions almost simultaneously, their eyes widening in alarm as they looked further into the distance.

A dark, gloomy cloud silently gathered in that part of the sky, and within that cloud, some kind of blood-red thunder was exploding.

"What is that?!" The newly appointed "Night Watchman" Krestai had forgotten Triss at this moment, focusing all his attention on that black cloud.

That's dangerous! His wildly beating senses, his taut body, and even the slight bulge in his clothes at his side all indicated it.

Under terrifying pressure, he had unconsciously entered a fighting state.

"Very dangerous?!" Klein was probably the first among these demigods and special vessels to sense the impending world-ending crisis.

His intuition had long since become irrational; after locking onto the dark cloud, he quickly looked at his companion.

"Leave now, to Bishop Truman's estate!"

Klein's spiritual guidance led him to the only way to escape this disaster, and fortunately, it was not far from Bishop Truman's estate.

Klein didn't care what others thought and was about to leave with his firm staff and his fellow countryman Beckett.

"It's too late." But Krest's voice instantly extinguished the thought that had just arisen in Klein's mind.

He looked up sharply at the black cloud that had expanded over the royal estate!

The sky darkened, and the sun was completely obscured.

Chi Chi!

Crimson lightning churned among the dark clouds, like electric snakes dancing wildly in a frenzy.

At the same time, a faint smell of sulfur seemed to reach everyone's noses.

"It's a demon! Everyone gather in the banquet hall!" Krestai stepped forward and shouted.

Protecting believers is what he, as the "Sword of the Goddess," should do, and many people here worship the Goddess of Night.

Klein and the others did not dare to delay and immediately retreated into the manor like the rest of the people.

Given the inability to access another estate, it was clear that this place was safer.

At that moment, sparks of fire seemed to rise from within the dark clouds; they were demonic fires, their filthy light illuminating all the land covered by the clouds.

The royal estate, already shrouded in dark clouds, began to undergo eerie changes. The exquisitely decorated buildings started to be stained with black spots that carried an evil aura and filth. The black spots gradually expanded, as if they were corroding the entire estate.

It spread as if it were alive, then wandered throughout the manor and entered people's bodies.

"Be careful, this will corrupt the body and lead to depravity!"

Krestai made a quick judgment, and suddenly, wolf hairs like steel needles sprouted from both sides of his cheeks, and his eyes became extremely terrifying at that moment.

But he did not lose control; instead, he used this method to gain even greater power.

"Darkness!" he prayed fervently to the goddess, and then his body began to emanate substantial darkness, enveloping the surroundings.

The power of the "Night Watchers" is similar to that of Saint Selena's ashes in Tingen City. They can create a domain of darkness, which can effectively trap enemies and pull them into their own territory, and can also protect themselves and their companions in such situations.

"What is this thing!?" The guards in the manor also noticed the strange changes in the manor. The nobles were in a panic, and the guards began to help clean up the black spots.

Sunlight descends from the sky; those are extraordinary beings of the "Sun" pathway, adept at confronting this evil, corrosive power.

"Father!" Audrey and her mother finally found Earl Hall, who was still able to keep his emotions in check.

The Hall family's guards also protected them.

Their family's guards were even stronger than those of many nobles, which was naturally due to the power of money.

"Don't panic, I saw people from the church, and the goddess will protect us," Earl Hall reassured his wife and daughter.

"People from the church?" Audrey Hall's tense heart finally relaxed a little.

"What on earth is happening outside?" Audrey Hall looked at the completely darkened sky, with blood-red lightning rolling in the clouds, a sight that filled her with fear.

"Hurry up!" On the other side, Herwin Lambis and Triss had already arrived at the back gate of the manor. They had received a royal notice the moment the Church of the Night entered the manor, instructing them to leave immediately.

But the sudden appearance of dark clouds and lightning covered everything at an extremely fast speed, and they were still far away.

"Why now?!"

Herwin Lambis looked somewhat surprised and doubtful. In fact, he knew what the Witch Cult, the Blood Cult, and the royal family were up to, but he didn't know it was at this time.

"That's true. The Augustus family and most of the Loen nobles are now in this manor."

"Let's go. You'd better not come any closer. You're one of the targets in this sacrifice." Herwin Lambis revealed the truth about the sacrifice, urging Triss to stay away from the area.

For demigods, this disaster was actually avoidable. As long as they didn't actively approach that dark cloud in the sky, the chances of being affected were very small.

Even for Triss, this was a matter of crossing a door.

Herwin Lambis was about to leap into the sea of ​​the collective unconscious to get away from this place when, in a split second, his body froze because Triss had disappeared!

Herwin Lambis's vision went black as his spiritual intuition sensed something was wrong; Triss seemed to be heading in the wrong direction!

"Damn it! These lunatics!" Herwin Rambis looked up at the blood-red lightning, his face extremely grim.

According to the instructions above, what he needed to do was to keep Triss away from this sacrifice, but now this madman has actually gone over there himself when he could have escaped far away.

"She can't die! At least not here!" Herwin Lambis changed his mind and returned to the banquet.

Herwin Rambis immediately spotted Triss upon returning to the banquet.

She was now caught in a strange frenzy, her long black hair dancing wildly, radiating an aura that chilled Herwin to the bone.

One more chapter, around 2 PM.

(End of this chapter)