Mysterious Catastrophe - Chapter 326

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Pulmouth.

The streets were full of patrolling police officers, and guards set up checkpoints at major traffic roads and intersections, scanning every passerby vigilantly.

The sky was covered with overcast clouds, and the atmosphere was dignified to freezing point.

All of this is said to be related to the terrible attack that occurred during the Pope’s speech.

The daughter of Baron Jacques, Metana Jacques, took her mother and returned to her home in the Queen’s District.

Her mother was wiping her tears with a handkerchief. After seeing the familiar house, she sobbed softly: “I’m sorry, Metana, I’m sorry…”

“It’s okay, Mom, you’re just controlled by evil spells!”

Metana comforted her mother and rang the doorbell.

After the surprise maid screamed, a middle-aged man with messy hair immediately flew out.

His face was haggard, it was the ‘Baron Jacques’, and when he saw the mother and daughter of Metana, he couldn’t help but gesture: “The Holy Spirit is above, it’s great that you are all right, I… I regret it so much!”

“It’s okay, everything is over.”

Metana comforted: “That hateful guy is dead, and everything will return to normal.”

“How can it be that simple?” Baron Jacques smiled bitterly, and his expression immediately changed.

Metana looked next door and found two cold men in black trench coats approaching and showing their credentials: “We are from the Military Intelligence Agency, and we would like to invite three people back to assist in the investigation.”

Those involved in the ‘God of Suffering’ and the ‘Blood Pact’, both commoners and nobles, are subject to scrutiny.

‘MI, they deliberately guard me, it’s too much! ‘

Metana was indignant, but her face became calm: “Yes, but we need to dress up first. This is the etiquette of the nobles.”

The two secret service personnel looked at each other: “Yes!”

…

Also Pulmouth, somewhere underground.

The ‘Lotus Eaters’ Society is at the secret centre in Pulmouth.

‘Blood Cup Archbishop’ was wearing a blood-colored robe, his face was old, and he held a cloud of constantly flowing shadows in his hands.

As an assistant to the attack, he did not directly participate in the events in the speech square, but led a number of ‘lotus eaters’ to create a riot in Pulmouth, to contain a reinforcement of the kingdom ‘His Majesty’.

Therefore, after the incident, he managed to get out of his body, not only that, but also received a ‘payment’!

The shadow flowing in his hands belonged to the one who was assassinated by the ‘God of Suffering’ in search of an opportunity, and belonged to the crown of the kingdom of Invis – ‘Shadow of the Spirit World’!

This is the spiritual legacy of a sixth-quality Beyonder. Whether it is exchanged or made into a magical item, it is a huge wealth!

“This action…at least…we are not without success. Next, let our people be notified, try to hide as much as possible, and evacuate Pulmouth if necessary, and don’t fight the furious Inves!”

The Archbishop of Blood Cup smiled and said to the high-level Lotus Eater in front of him.

There is also competition among cultists, perhaps even more intense than in ordinary associations.

The ‘God of Suffering’ betrayed and failed to unlock the seventh element at the same time. Although the big alliance that the ‘Mother of the Night’ and the ‘Hidden Lord’ belonged to was a failure, the blood cup archbishop’s mood was very delicate.

“His Excellency the Archbishop… and the mysterious person who appeared in the fog of history, do you need to investigate?”

A high-ranking lotus eater asked cautiously.

“Well, let’s investigate.” The Blood Cup Archbishop replied casually.

He actually knows more information than other high-level officials, after all, one of his incarnations fell in the ruins of Sothoth.

But it involves a ‘life immortal’, and he doesn’t want to directly confront the opponent until he has opened the seventh essence.

”The God of Suffering’ is finished… But he at least pointed out a way forward for us… In this era, there may really be a ‘Longevity’! ‘

‘Next, maybe it’s my turn. ‘

A scorching heat appeared in the blood cup archbishop’s heart.

Hiss!

At this moment, on the altar behind him, a slight snake hissing sound suddenly sounded.

A trace of dark red blood gushed out from the crevice of the altar, constantly dipping outwards.

“My lord!”

The blood cup archbishop changed his expression, took the lead and knelt down and recited aloud: “We call on the ‘Hidden Lord’, the god in charge of February!”

“You are the master of ghouls, the ruler of bone and blood, the serpent that coils around the world!”

…

In the sound of prayers, the altar in front suddenly roared, and greedily devoured the two high-level Lotus Eaters who were relatively close.

During the screams, all their flesh and bones turned into a dark red mist that filled the altar, revealing a pair of terrifying huge vertical pupils!

The Archbishop of the Blood Cup also screamed, and the blood vessels on his body exploded, like small snakes, squirming and crawling on the ground…

“My lord… I am guilty!”

The old man screamed, and regardless of the blood dripping from his body, he respectfully lay before the altar, crying bitterly and admitting his dark psychology.

The scene like torture lasted for half an hour.

Finally, in a piercing babble that seemed to consist of countless snakes, the mist on the altar quickly dissipated.

The Archbishop of the Blood Cup stood up tremblingly, his back became a lot hunched, but with Senhan in his eyes, he swept over everyone present: “The great ‘Hidden Lord’ has descended the oracle!”

He crushed a mass of flesh and blood, and let the blood-red liquid outline in the air, forming several lifelike portraits.

The voice of the blood cup archbishop is like the cold wind of winter:

“Cha- ‘Evil Spirit’ Eau Claire Sotos!”

“Cha – Aaron Yoggs from Greenwood!”

“Check – the Sotos family, all the information about the Earl of Green Forest, the most important thing is his belief!”

“Check – after the resurgence of the spiritual tide, all the hidden existences with honorable names, whether they died or still exist… The focus is on the ‘False Spirit’ and the Ethereal Religion!”

“I want to know everything about them!”

“Remember – whatever it takes!”

All the high-level lotus eaters present stunned in their hearts. The oracle of the ‘Hidden Lord’ has never been taken seriously!

But they did not dare to have any objection. They had seen the tragic situation of the archbishop before.

At this time, I couldn’t help but praise the ‘Hidden Lord’ even louder…

…

‘Blood of Decay’, a hidden meeting point somewhere.

The scholar-like leader, Borgin Sauron, stood solemnly, looking at a gourmet who was slowly cutting steaks at the table in front of him, a trace of unnaturalness appeared on his face.

The gourmet has curly platinum blonde hair and is impeccably well-mannered.

But in fact, he is the president of the ‘Gourmet Association’ – Flanders!

A ‘Mother of the Night’ God Blessed!

“I hope you don’t let the mother goddess down!”

Flender wiped the corners of his mouth with a white napkin and finally exhorted.

“Lord President… The ancestor of our ‘Blood of Decay’ is just an exile of the Sotos family… We really know very little about that legendary earl…”

Borgin Soren just explained a sentence, his neck seemed to be strangled by an invisible palm, and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

Not long ago, when Flender arrived, a certain high-level ‘Blood of Decay’ who didn’t recognize him because of it was a little rude, and now it’s on the dinner plate!

Borgin Soren’s expression suddenly became solemn: “We will definitely spare no effort to serve the mother goddess!”