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Chapter 411: The Prophecy of the Murlocs

 "Do you think this is a place where you can come casually?"

Shade still wanted to argue with Darkness, but the old priest, who was suppressed and beaten by the church's thirteen-ring warlock, suddenly asked loudly.

His fish-like face flushed red, and the three holy symbols on the back of his hands and forehead were glowing:

"Be respectful, humans! Where do you think this is?"

Shade and Darkness looked at each other, and both looked at the fish-man. The old fish-man was surrounded by a transparent protective shield made of liquid, and the machines controlled by the thirteen-ring warlock who created the church were trying to pollute them.

"The era of mankind will definitely be ended by the era of the deep sea. When the fire of civilization goes out and the world comes to an end, everything will return to the deep sea!"

The old fishman priest of the Scarlet Secret Cult prayed loudly in the common language of Delarion.

"madman."

The witch cursed softly.

"You don't understand, humans, none of you understand. Our Lord has long said that the world will eventually be destroyed. All this is destined, and none of you can escape."

The fishman priest shouted loudly, and the holy symbol at the end of the temple seemed to be responding to his prayers. Those golden lights made him stronger:

"This is the temple of the great one, where the ancient rulers of the sea once stayed. The pagans only get the fate of death."

As expected, that strange pressure became more obvious as it shouted. Not only the witch, the thirteen-ring warlocks of the church and Darkness, but even Shade, who had divinity in his soul, felt that his breathing was not smooth.

"Ma'am, I'll help you deal with him later."

Shade whispered to the witch, and stepped on the floor, fluttering snowflakes fell from the sky. The oil painting on the top of the temple that described the tragic ancient maritime war seemed to have been melted to create a big hole, but behind the smallpox was not a dim yellow sky with rain, but a silvery sky.

Moonlight shines from the ceiling.

"Um?"

The witch looked over.

Although the Mystery Lock cannot be used completely, the space formed by part of the Mystery Lock is enough to offset the suppression caused by some temples.

Shade said to the man from the Church of Creation:

"Let's deal with this cultist first."

After killing the fishman Shade, he can access the Holy Emblem and obtain the things hidden behind the Holy Emblem. He can do anything.

"Okay, be careful. Its divination ability is very powerful."

Speaking unskilled Delarion Common, the middle-aged man rushed towards the murloc priest amid the falling snowflakes. Small brass machines drilled into his pores, forming a layer of strange metal under his skin.

Layer. The old priest waved his hands, and the three spiritual runes [Murloc] [Ocean] [Impact] on the life ring behind his back flashed with aura:

"O spirit of the sea!"

As the ground trembled under its feet, a huge shark made purely of sea water jumped out from under the floor. But although it looked very powerful, it was smashed into light spots by the ring warlocks of the Church of Creation in the flying snowflakes.

Steam spewed out from his body surface, and his whole figure was like a steam bomb about to explode. After knocking away the shark blocking the way, he hit the old priest who was stunned with shocking force, but the fish-man's body suddenly turned into

Seawater spilled all over the ground and tried to drill into the cracks in the ground.

The witch, who had temporarily made a truce with Darkness, glanced this way, stretched out her hand, and the water condensed again, and the old fishman's disappeared body reappeared.

"Moonlight Great Sword!"

Shade's figure appeared above its head, and the two-handed sword fell fiercely. The old fish man raised his head and chanted a curse, the skin on his back squirmed, and dozens of slender octopus tentacles flew out from the collar, forcefully

blocked Shade's sword.

But this gave the church's teacher an opportunity. The buzzing brass machinery was shining all around the fish-man. After confirming that Shade's body had disappeared again, those small metals surrounded the old fish-man, creating a

There was a violent explosion.

The power of the Thirteenth Ring Warlock is still suppressed in the temple, so he can only use this relatively simple attack method, but this is enough.

After the explosion, the sound of loud coughing came from deeper inside the temple. The Ring Warlock who created the Church, Shade, the Witch and Darkness looked there together. The seawater emerged from the cracks in the ground and reconstructed the miserable old fishman's body.

body, he looked at the four humans under the falling snow with his eyes widened as if they were about to bleed.

Even Darkness will not help it at this time. Although the two parties have cooperated, judging from the current situation, the Scarlet Secret Cult is destined to fail this time.

"you"

The old fish man's body expanded rapidly, and everyone immediately retreated. It looked like the other party wanted to self-destruct. Instead of using the word of sublimation to fight to the death, it was probably because the consumption was too great and there was nothing that could be done.

After all, even if Shade doesn't appear, the old fishman is no match for the thirteen-ring warlock.

Twelve and thirteen are the difference between two words of sublimation and three words of sublimation.

"It is no longer possible to return it by sea."

The Church Ringman who controlled the brass machine said, and his hoarse and steady voice made it clear that the Church had taken control of the situation. Unlike the night of the coming of the gods in Tobesk, there would be no surprises in the Shadow of Coldwater Harbor event.

"You don't understand, you don't understand, the fire of civilization is already crumbling, and none of you understand."

It screamed crazily, and its hands and legs seemed to dance uncontrollably. But if you look closely, it looks like a primitive sacrificial dance performed by people around the fire in ancient times.

This strange dance had a unique sense of rhythm, and Shade felt like he saw something in it.

It jumped, shouted, laughed, and looked at four humans in turn:

"I saw it, I saw it, none of you will end well!"

But everyone ignored it.

"You, as a human being, want to abandon flesh and blood."

The middle-aged man who founded the church frowned slightly.

"You are surrounded by darkness but also bewitched by darkness."

Darkness remained unmoved, the half-demon was still laughing wildly.

"You, you are cursed but you still want to pursue freedom."

Although Miss Aurora's face could not be clearly seen, Shade knew that she must be angry.

"you"

The old fish man looked at Shade, and Shade also looked at its turbid fish eyes. The other party was an evil god priest, a twelve-ring warlock, and even proficient in divination. The comments it made about several people just now were very interesting.

"What's wrong with me?"

Shade asked softly.

"Do you think the audience under the stage is really the safest?"

The fishman laughed, its body more than three times more expanded than when Shade first came here.

"audience"

"You are the stupidest one. You are ridden with desires, your body is broken, and your future is nothing. Even if the power of the past protects you, what will happen to you in the future? Your ending will definitely be more miserable than mine. You are so stupid. You are all fools. Why can't you believe in it?

What about the deep sea?”

It suddenly stopped, then facing the holy symbol radiating light deep in the temple, it opened its arms and shouted:

"May the Lord of the Scarlet Spiral be with me!"

The mass of flesh on Darkness's right hand expanded rapidly, and the flesh-colored structure burning with black flames formed a shield in front of him; the gentleman from the church called out all the brass mechanical creations he had released, then knelt down on one knee and held

The witch snapped her fingers calmly, and her body began to shake rapidly. The color of her body gradually faded until it became completely transparent.

Shade didn't think that the leaves in his mouth could prevent the next harm, so he took a step back, disappeared, and returned to the corridor.

He ran back along the corridor, then jumped forward, hugged his head and fell to the ground. Although this was not decent at all compared to the other three, it was at least effective enough.

boom!

A dull sound came from behind, and because his body was close to the ground, Shade could even feel the uneven old square bricks beneath him trembling.

There was a terrible sound above the head, and rustling dust and mud continued to fall.

"Ahem~"

While coughing, Shade stood up and patted the dirt from his hair. When he turned around and returned to the temple, the floor was splattered with blood and flesh, and there was a small pit where the old fishman originally stood.

But its death was not worthless. The holy symbol was also stained with the blood of willing victims, and the evil golden light became even stronger. The power of the gods in the temple suppressed non-believers here more and more strongly.

The rain was pounding outside the temple, and the Scarlet Secret Cult was making its final desperate fight. The giant corpse of the mermaid was carrying huge waves towards the cold water port. Although this battle did not last long, it was coming to an end.

The witch, Darkness, and the ring warlocks of the Church of Creation also looked around in the smoke of the explosion. The witch and the thirteen-ring warlock of the Church of Creation were intact. Although Darkness was a little embarrassed, she didn't look injured.

Nothing serious.

Under the light of the evil holy symbol, the four people observed each other.


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