Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 303 The Nobles Suffered Heavy Losses

What does it feel like to take a demigod-level lightning storm on your face?

Mr. "Devil" should have a lot of say, but he probably can't say anything right now.

But clearly, Klein had no intention of listening to Mr. "Devil's" thoughts here.

As the lightning storm struck the "devil's" face, Klein clearly saw a flash of light that did not belong to the "devil," which was probably some kind of magical object.

Whatever it is, this shows that the "devil" has a certain power to resist lightning, and if they don't leave now, they won't be able to leave!

Klein rolled over, picked up the Luarods Mirror from the ground, and burst out of the underground. He saw natural light, and the clear sky didn't even seem like Backlund.

As he passed through the exit, Klein could clearly feel as if he were passing through an invisible barrier, and after passing through it, he would appear in another world.

That's why no one can find this place.

Splash!

Klein heard the sound of a great river flowing, right ahead!

He suddenly increased his speed, but a foul, fierce wind blew from behind him—it was demonic flames.

The "devil" has caught up!

Klein dodged the flames thanks to his speed and intuition, but the terrifying aura behind him made him dare not linger for even a moment.

"Ah!" The devil's voice was filled with immense pain and resentment; he had actually been injured by a Sequence Six!

He did indeed possess a protective magical artifact, but this time Adros's lightning was more powerful than ever before, directly shattering the artifact and injuring the "demon" itself.

Klein paused, still hurt by the filth in the voice, but he dared not stop at this moment!

But before they could take more than a few steps, they found themselves facing a sheer cliff with nowhere to go.

Klein's expression was solemn, but his speed increased instead of decreasing. He suddenly leaped up from the edge of the cliff. "It's time for you to make your mark, Air Suction!"

Almost simultaneously, Klein also took out the Azik copper whistle, put it to his lips, and blew it.

"Klein? What are you doing here?" Klein heard Azik's voice the instant he blew the whistle.

At the same time, his leap toward the edge of the cliff stopped, as if a force was pulling him up and back onto solid ground.

The reason they were able to detect the battle so quickly was because Azik and the Blood Cult angel were fighting nearby.

After the Demon Lord Fabti's descent failed, the "Blood Duke" fled immediately, and Azik couldn't stop him.

"Mr. Azik!" Klein was overjoyed; he was already prepared to fight the demon underwater.

"I'm nearby." Mr. Azik glanced at the "devil," who had already realized something was wrong.

"Was it you last time too?" Azik suddenly realized something.

Escape! The "devil's" malicious perception was about to explode, and it fled like a madman.

"Stay here." Azik's voice seemed to carry some kind of eerie power. The "devil's" steps slowed down, and finally stopped, kneeling in the direction of Azik.

He has become a corpse and must submit to the "Death Consul".

"This..." Klein clicked his tongue in disbelief. A demigod had died just like that.

"By the way, Mr. Azik, the stolen 'Red Priest' altar that we saw in the information screenshot is inside!"

Klein suddenly remembered this incident; Mr. Azik had been quite concerned about the altar back then.

"There are two members of the witch cult inside, and one of them is even a vessel for a divine intervention!"

Azik's expression turned serious. He raised his hand and pointed, and the "demon" stood up and walked into the gate to the underworld that had suddenly appeared behind him. Azik then led Klein back to the altar square.

But this is the only altar that still retains some warmth; there are no others.

"The witch demigod and Triss are both gone!" Klein thought to himself, feeling regretful.

"It really is it." Mr. Azik looked at the altar and fell into deep thought.

"However, there's no need to worry about it; the altar is completely destroyed," Azik said, pointing to the pit in the very center.

The small hole that was originally pierced by the spear of fate has now expanded, the altar has cracked, its integrity has been destroyed, and there is no longer the blood of the "Red Priest" to fill it.

"The last trace of the 'Blood Emperor' left in this world has completely vanished." Azik couldn't express his current feelings.

"Let's go. The impact of this sacrifice is far from over." Azik glanced outside the altar, where footsteps were already approaching.

"I'll take you back." Mr. Azik grabbed Klein's shoulder and began a spirit jump.

"This is the altar of sacrifice!" The Singer of God and Saint Anthony arrived here with the Night Watchers and the Punishers.

The underground demon guards have been mostly dealt with.

……

Mr. Azik and Klein appeared at the royal estate.

"You are!" Krestai had neither died nor lost control; he had pulled through, but his condition was far from good. The moment he saw Azik Eggers, he almost lost control.

"He's a friend of Bishop Truman!" Klein promptly reminded him.

"..." Krestai relaxed.

"You've been captured by Triss again?" Leonard's expression was extremely strange.

"Why is the witch so interested in you? Is there some secret?" Beckett looked at Klein with admiration and asked earnestly.

Klein: ...

Unfortunately, they encountered a god's sacrifice during their mission, but fortunately, none of them suffered fatal injuries.

But the nobles weren't so lucky.

In the latter half of the sacrifice, the encroachment of the dark cloud intensified, and Krestai's domain could only protect a small number of people, including Leonard and others, the Earl of Hall's family, and several families who worshipped the Goddess of Night.

The same was true for the royal demigod; therefore, even with extraordinary guards, the nobles suffered heavy casualties.

The royal estate seems to be quite close to the altar of sacrifice, and it has been the longest period of time to be shrouded in dark clouds and eroded by the abyss.

Even the subsequent burst of dreamlike phosphorescence could not save the nobles who had already died.

"What a disaster..." Audrey Hall was unharmed thanks to the protection of the demigods and her family guards, but she still felt a chill as she looked at the nobles who had died under the abyss's aura.

This was the first time she had ever truly and closely witnessed the horrors of the extraordinary world.

Those who were talking to her before are now corpses.

"The entire noble class has suffered heavy losses, which may also be the purpose of those evil cults." Earl Hall calmly judged, something brewing in his eyes.

"But why?"

(End of this chapter)