Who taught him to restore the country like this?

The people in the cellar woke up as if from a dream, quickly climbed out, and ran towards the gap torn open by Zed.

"Lord Zed..." Diana ran to the edge of the gap and looked at the knight who was besieged by several cultists and had several new wounds on his armor. Tears welled up in her eyes and she hesitated.

"Go! Leave me alone!" Zed roared without looking back, his voice hoarse from trying so hard.

"Yes..." Diana looked at the knight's bloody back, bit her lower lip hard, swallowed her sobs, turned around with tears on her face, and followed the crowd into the ruined alley filled with wind and snow.

“It’s a very touching scene.”

A sinister, hoarse voice suddenly sounded in front of Diana and the others as they fled.

Zed turned around suddenly as if struck by lightning.

At the end of the alley, a figure wearing a loose black robe embroidered with obscure runes slowly walked out.

Under the hood, one could only see a frightening shadow and two points of cold green light. He just stood there, and a disgusting evil aura spread out, as if even the surrounding wind and snow had frozen.

The fleeing crowd stopped in fear as if they had hit an invisible wall. Diana was so frightened that her legs went weak and she fell to the cold snow.

The evil cult priest looked down at the limp girl, the shadow beneath his hood seeming to draw a cruel arc, and his icy voice was like a verdict: "Today, none of you can leave."

As soon as the words fell, a fierce fighting spirit swept over.

Zed's eyes were bloodshot and a will to die burst out from his broken body.

He completely ignored the weapons that the cultists were slashing at him from behind, and poured all his strength, all his anger, and all his protective will into the sword in his hand.

He let out an earth-shaking roar, and his body shot out like an arrow, with a tragic momentum of burning himself to death, and stabbed at the desperate priest of the evil god cult.

Facing this blow that embodied the knight's last glory, the evil god priest simply snorted with extreme contempt.

He raised the scepter in his hand and stomped it lightly. Three or five balls of black flames rushed Zed away and bound Zed's body like a quagmire.

"Out of control."

The Evil God Cult priest's voice was flat, as if he was stating something boring.

Just as he turned around and was about to walk towards Diana, the hood on his cheek suddenly tore open, and then a trace of blood slid down his cheek.

"Hahaha... cough cough... you're nothing special." Zed's mocking voice came at the right time.

The evil cult priest's face suddenly darkened, and a dark force shot out from the bone scepter, hitting Zed like a sledgehammer.

Click!

The armor on Zed's chest, along with several of his ribs, shattered instantly. His body flew out like a kite with a broken string, slamming heavily into a broken wall more than ten meters away, then slid to the ground, blood spurting out of his mouth.

"Drag him here!" The Evil God Cult priest's voice was filled with a hint of anger at being despised. "I will use the most painful method to peel off his soul bit by bit and sacrifice it to my Lord."

The two evil cultists immediately walked towards the dying Zed with a grin.

At the same time, four or five evil god believers quickly set up the altar for the sacrificial ceremony.

Soon, a circular altar with a diameter of three meters was set up, and Zed was thrown into the altar.

The priest of the evil cult stood at the edge of the altar, tapping the ground lightly with his scepter, and slowly chanting the blessing to call upon the gods.

The runes on the altar lit up one by one.

"No...don't..." Not far from the altar, Diana looked at Zed's figure twisted and struggling in pain in the light in despair. Tears blurred her vision and she could only shake her head weakly.

"Priest Kocher, something bad has happened! Something terrible has happened!"

Suddenly, a panicked voice, accompanied by heavy breathing and fear, came from the direction of the gate of Hongyun Town like a thunderclap.

Kocher was distracted by the sudden shout and the sacrificial ceremony was instantly interrupted.

hum-

A bone-chilling, terrifying murderous intent that was almost condensed into substance suddenly burst out from Kocher, and the air around him seemed to be frozen.

All the cultists were silent, their bodies shaking uncontrollably.

It's over! The High Priest hated being interrupted the most.

Who is this reckless guy? !

The believers looked in the direction of the sound in fear.

I saw a figure covered in dirty snow and blood, wearing a tattered black robe of a cultist, staggering and crawling towards me.

"Priest Kocher, I have something important to report." The man ran closer and shouted again.

Kocher had his back to him and did not respond.

A small leader of the evil god cult who was good at observing people's expressions saw that Kocher did not kill the man immediately, and he knew that Kocher wanted to know what important thing the man was talking about.

He immediately stood up and shouted, "You bastard, what are you so flustered about?"

"My Lord, something happened in Beren Town."

"Beren Town?" The small leader frowned. "Isn't that a town in the neighboring county? What does it have to do with us if something happens there?"

"The people in Beren Town accidentally discovered a secret realm at the beginning of the end, from which they obtained a cipher text that records how to amplify the effect of sacrifice, but they also accidentally activated the residual soul of a priest at the beginning of the end." said the embarrassed believer.

"How do you know these things?" Kocher asked.

"Reporting to Priest Kocher, I learned all this from the believers who fled to Saige Town."

"Go on." Kocher nodded slightly.

"The residual soul of the priest who escaped from the secret realm of the beginning of the end is very cruel. He doesn't care about the feelings of the same origin at all, and even uses the people of my End Cult to sacrifice to restore his strength. He chased the believers of Beren Town all the way to Saige Town, and now he is sacrificing a large number of my End Cultists around Saige Town. Please ask Priest Kosher to take charge of us!" The believer said in a sad and angry voice.

Kocher did not respond to his request, but instead asked, "Did the believers in Beren bring the secret code?"

"Brought it."

"Where is the thing?" A gleam of light immediately flashed in Kocher's eyes.

A secret code that can amplify the effect of sacrifice... Greed appeared in his eyes.

But the follow-up answer from the believer poured cold water on him.

"I lost it."

Kesher's murderous intent instantly rose: "You..."

"But I remember everything above."

"What... is your name?" The anger in Kocher's voice disappeared in an instant.

"My name is West, Priest Kocher," the believer replied respectfully.

"Very good, West," Kocher nodded with satisfaction. "Now, tell me the contents of the ciphertext."

"Priest Kocher, can I... show it directly with a sacrificial ceremony?" West asked cautiously.

"Sure." As if seeing through West's thoughts, Kocher chuckled nonchalantly and pointed at Zed on the altar: "This sacrifice is a reward for you."

"Thank you for the grace of Priest Kocher." West said happily.

Kocher nodded slightly, and was about to wave his hand to disperse the believers around him who were in the way, so that he could watch alone.

boom--

A tremendous force swept over like a flood.

"He...he's coming!" The joy on West's face instantly turned into horror.

As if to confirm his words, the next moment, a destructive fireball as big as a house, burning with eternal black flames, tore through the wind and snow, and slammed towards the altar with the breath of burning everything.

"Humph!"

Kocher snorted in displeasure.

There are always some tactless guys who disturb his fun.

Chapter 140 Sacrifice

Kocher raised the bone scepter in his hand, pointed it at the overwhelming black flames, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

hum-

The gem on the bone scepter suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and a circle of deep purple, sticky energy shield like real mud instantly expanded, covering the surrounding ten-meter area.

Boom——!

The deafening explosion tore through the wind and snow.

The black flames and deep purple energy collided violently, and the resulting shock wave swept in all directions like a wave. The snow instantly vaporized, and the houses were easily flattened and crushed.

Those cultists who were a little further away and not covered by the shield were like fallen leaves caught in the wind. They were blown away with screams and fell heavily in the distance, their life or death unknown.

The impact lasted for more than ten seconds, and eventually the black flames and the purple swamp completely offset each other. In the first wave of competition, both sides were evenly matched.

At this time, the entire street had been razed to the ground. After this wave of attacks, there were only less than ten evil god believers left, out of more than fifty people, staring at the front in horror.

I saw a graceful figure in the wind and snow ahead.

"Priest Kosher, that's him!"

West, who was hiding behind Kocher, shouted in panic, "He's the madman who woke up from the beginning of the end. He's chasing us and he wants to steal the secret code!"

Kocher ignored West's accusation. He believed what he saw more than what he heard.

His gaze penetrated the gradually dissipating flames and smoke, and was fixed on the figure slowly approaching in the wind and snow.

A man wearing an ill-fitting priest's robe, which was obviously plucked from someone else's body, walked over the ruins flattened by the shock wave.

He has a feminine appearance and cold, sharp eyes, like a poisonous snake staring at its prey, which is chilling.

In his hand, he held a short staff of strange shape, the top of which was inlaid with a black crystal that constantly emitted black mist.

Kocher's eyes narrowed.

He knew the owner of this scepter, and its owner was definitely not the person in front of him.

Right.

This person was wearing a stolen black priest robe and holding a stolen scepter... From what he saw at the moment, it basically matched the information provided by West.

The remnant souls of the past era, reborn from another body...

Feeling the strong aura of the end from him, Kocher restrained some of his hostility.

He didn't want to provoke such an existence, and there was no need to provoke it.