I'm here to save the world, what are you doing?

On the other side, Sanita was walking on the stone path to her residence. The shadows of the trees were swaying, the sunlight was blocked, and the surroundings suddenly became dark.

A group of mysterious people wearing dark green robes, their faces hidden under wide hoods, suddenly emerged from the bushes on both sides and blocked her way. They exuded an ominous aura, as cold as a poisonous snake.

The guards around Sanita immediately became alert, their hands already on the hilt of the sword, ready to draw the sword at any time, but they saw Sanita lightly tap the ground with her toes, and an almost invisible ripple spread on the ground.

The gift was activated, and the eyes of all the guards suddenly became empty, as if they were trapped in an illusion that they could not escape, and they stood there motionless.

The leader of the mysterious men walked slowly forward, his black boots making a dull sound as they stepped on the stone slabs.

Sanita just stood there, motionless, like a sculpture.

There was not a single ripple in her clear eyes. The charm and tenderness she showed when facing Lucius were gone, and only the cold edge was burning quietly in the depths.

He approached Sanita step by step, but stopped five steps away from her, as if there was an invisible boundary there.

Then, he bowed his head respectfully, and a hoarse voice came from under the hood:

"Deputy Priest."

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PS: Alas, after so much revisions, it’s already eleven o’clock. It looks like tonight will be another long battle, and I’ll probably have to work all night.

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62-Sanitasang! LOVE! (4K)

The Chaos Cult is an organization with a very loose organizational structure.

The management is chaotic, and the factions are fighting each other and engaging in internal strife from time to time. They only unite reluctantly when they are performing a grand sacrifice or planning a large-scale invasion of the Supreme Heaven.

But even in such a loose sect, there are some people whose authority is unquestionable.

The chosen one of the gods of the highest heaven, the leader of the entire cult, as well as the oracles, preachers and judges under the leader, the high priests who are the leaders of each faction, and several priests and deputy priests under them.

For ordinary members of the cult, the status of the deputy priest is already respected enough. An area as large as the East Territory is jointly managed by two deputy priests.

Yes, deacon.

—That’s exactly what the roadblocker called Sanita.

"You shouldn't be in front of me."

8①④⑨ ling ③Qi Bar

"Also, I am Sanita, not your deputy priest."

Sanita's voice was cold, without any emotion in it, and it made people feel chilled to the bone.

His indifferent eyes swept over the people in front of him, as if he was looking at a group of insignificant dead people.

"I'm so sorry, Miss Sanita."

The hooded man lowered his head further and further, and there was a hint of fear in his voice.

Although the deputy priest in front of him only retained the strength of the fourth level, he knew very well in his heart that the other party had countless ways to easily make his soul return to heaven in an instant.

"It's just that this opportunity is so rare. If we miss this one, we don't know when we'll be able to have a private conversation with you again."

"Three minutes. I'll only give you three minutes."

Sanita elegantly tucked her drooping hair behind her ears, but the words she spoke were extremely cruel:

"If anyone is still standing in front of me in three minutes and delaying my time, I will clear the obstacle myself."

Lucius is still waiting for her good news in the containment zone. We can't keep our dear little lord waiting for too long.

The boy's face appeared in her mind, and Sanita's mouth softened unconsciously for a moment.

The hooded man trembled, knelt on one knee, and said in a hurried tone:

"Lord Marcus sent us here. He wanted to ask you why you have been lurking around the little boy from the Clovis family for so long but still haven't caused any chaos. Instead..."

The hooded man hesitated, not knowing whether he should say the next words or not, and whether they would offend the deacon in front of him.

"Instead, it makes the relationship between those little guys closer and more united, right?"

Sanita smiled softly and said what the other person hadn't said.

But soon, the smile on the flawless face solidified into a layer of frost.

She suddenly changed the subject, "So he dared to use the Brain Rot Plague in Aetherion without my consent?"

"Does he realize the magnitude of this? Everything the Order has built in this province over the years will be destroyed."

"Why don't we leave the affairs of the Eastern Territory to you, the Sons of Doom, from now on?"

Sanita narrowed her eyes and sneered, and anyone could hear the suppressed anger and murderous intent in her words. The hooded man and his followers behind him were trembling like sieves.

But in fact, she was not as angry as she appeared.

It would be better to burn it, so that there will be no worries.

"Sir, Lord Marcus was just trying it out at first, but he didn't expect it to succeed."

The leading Fallen suppressed his fear and explained through gritted teeth:

"You know the chances of the brain rot epidemic spreading are slim, but it happened this time. This must be a blessing from a loving mother..."

"And then what? You think that for this accidental success, you can ignore the grand plan that already sacrificed a deacon, is that right?"

Sanita did not lie to Lucius. She really killed a deacon to escape from the sect.

"Don't dare!"

The Fallen One fell completely to his knees, his forehead pressed firmly against the ground.

"Tell Marcus what I said—"

"Think about who is truly under the watchful eye of the Supreme Being. He has no right to question my operational strategy. If he dares to do anything unnecessary and disrupt the plan again, his soul will be reborn in heaven."

"Now, get out of my sight."

Sanita issues an ultimatum.

"Yes, my lord!"

Ten seconds later, all the Fallen had disappeared, leaving only a few startled leaves swirling on the ground.

"Ah~ These lingering ghosts are such a nuisance. When will they all die out?"

Sanita looked at the empty space ahead and sighed softly.

The slender fingers snapped, and a circle of barely visible ripples appeared in the air again.

"Well......"

The guards woke up one by one, the confusion in their eyes gradually dissipated, and they looked at Sanita in confusion:

"Ms. Sanita, what just happened?"

"Ok?"

Sanita tilted her head slightly and chuckled:

"Nothing happened~"

"Everyone, let's hurry up and get going. The young lord is still waiting for us."

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At the same time, in the closed area.

Lucius was lazily lying on the leather chair in the temporary command office. The sunlight slanted in through the gap in the half-closed curtains, casting a thin spot of light on the floor.

He half-closed his eyes, enjoying the comfortable feeling of the chief Lu guard Iveliya's deft fingers pressing on his shoulders. The girl looked serious and diligent.

The sound of hurried and messy footsteps came from the end of the corridor, getting closer and closer, and finally stopped abruptly outside the door. Lucius then slowly raised his slightly lazy but still sharp eyes.

"Young lord, there is a dead person among the mob."

The soldier stood at the door, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead and a few spots of mud on his boots. It was obvious that he had come in a hurry.

"Huh? A dead person appears so soon?"

Lucius frowned at the bad news brought by the soldiers.

"Yes, my lord."

The soldier straightened his back, raised his hand in a standard and neat military salute, and continued to report:

"But he didn't die of the plague. He was accidentally kicked to death during a fight."

Lucius: ...

One on the side of the road?

That's very fragile.

"Is there anything unusual about the body?"

Lucius then asked.

"No."

The soldier looked serious and shook his head:

"We all followed your orders and didn't touch the body rashly. Observing from a distance, we haven't found anything unusual so far."

"That's good. To prevent the spread of the plague, burn the bodies on the spot."

Lucius's voice had just fallen, and his eyes moved, as if he had thought of something, and he waved his hand and changed his words:

"Forget it, I'll go with you."

He had an idea that he wanted to put into practice, and this corpse could come in handy.

"Xiao Ai, let's go!"

Lucius stood up, straightened his slightly wrinkled collar, and waved to Ivilia.

"oh oh!"

Iveliya responded immediately, a hint of regret flashed in her eyes, but she still followed Lucius's footsteps nimbly.

...

The deceased was a 35-year-old woman named Alena Kosinova. She had well-defined muscles and was exceptionally strong. She was a sports coach before being taken to the closed-off area.

"Xiao Ai, in your eyes, what is this person's current situation?"

Lucius put his right hand on his chin, stood in front of the corpse and looked at it for a while, then began to seek Iveliya's help.

"Wait, let me see—"

「Alena Kosinova Lv.0

Status: Dead

Additional entry: Parasitized (E)

"Brother Lu, although she is dead, she is still in a parasitic state."

Iveliya frowned, quite surprised by the result.

"normal."

Lucius nodded slightly. "Anything related to prosperity naturally needs to be more tenacious."

"But you'll have to watch carefully next."

He slowly squatted down, and a wisp of liquid golden-red flame leaped on the index finger of his right hand.

The flames emitted a suffocating scorching breath, and the air was distorted by the extremely high temperature. Although the flickering golden light was small in size, it contained pure and terrifying destructive power, as if a miniature star was compressed at his fingertips.

Lucius' eyes were focused, the light of the flames reflected in his pupils, and his fingers were as steady as a rock as he slowly approached the dead man's head.