You call this the god of etiquette?

Chapter 64 Pastor Aldis
Yige naturally wouldn't give the monsters a chance to breathe and bully them.

The thought stagnation brought about by the loss of the leader to the black-scaled monsters was not long, but after they restarted their activities, they obviously lost their organization.

Even if the leader's body is lying in front of them.

Facing the fleeing civilians and the approaching Yige, the monsters decisively chose Yige who was much closer but was obviously far stronger than them.

The monster at the end of the team was the first to react, and rushed fiercely at the menacing black-robed priest.

Yig quickly dodged its claws and punched him on the jaw with lightning speed.

A loud bang resounded throughout the battlefield, and the monster's head burst like glass after being subjected to extreme pressure, and blood splashed everywhere.

Scarlet irritated Yige.

He immediately rushed forward at a faster speed, slid sideways to avoid the two roaring monsters, and launched another fatal attack.

Opening his hands, he grabbed the heads of two monsters, one left and one right in the blink of an eye.

Although the monsters struggled desperately, Igna's blue hands held down their snake-like heads like unbreakable shackles.

The two black-scaled monsters let out a shrill howl, struggling to attack Yige with their sharp claws.

However, they had no chance.

Yigger slammed the two monsters' heads together, and then used all his strength without mercy.

There was a huge pressure in the head of the black-scaled monster.

Before the monsters could feel the extreme pain.

Sudden.

There was a violent explosion.

Blood rained down the sky.

Dyed Yig's black robe red.

The two headless corpses collapsed unnaturally.

The figures of the last two monsters were revealed.

At this moment, if the two monsters still standing on the field still have the ability to think, they will definitely be thankful that their movements are half a beat slower than the others of the same kind, and they only survived by dozens of seconds.

Unfortunately, they are just monsters driven by instinct, and they don't take pleasure in getting a few more breaths of air.

Wouldn't realize it either.

Their time of death has come.

Yige was like a flash of lightning, his right fist burst out with terrifying power, drawing a beautiful and cruel arc in the air.

With the momentum of thunder, he hit the monster that was slightly closer to him in front of his right.

The fist that bloomed as if seeing the sun from the clouds smashed the upper half of the monster's head into a ball of plasma, and the fragments of the skull scattered all over the ground.

The remaining half of the head connected to the neck was like an exploding volcano, with scorching magma gushing out.

After dealing with a monster, Yige's fist remained undiminished.

Blast straight to the head of the last monster.

It was only slightly hindered by the bones for a moment.

The crackling sound resounded across the battlefield again!
The head of the last black scale monster completely collapsed.

The falling brains mixed with the blood of other monsters to form the messy bloody flowers scattered on the ground.

Yige stood among the corpses, looking back at the bloody place.

I feel slightly excited in my heart, but feel a little unfulfilled.

Smash the enemy's head, especially this time he also exercised himself a little bit, painting with the enemy's brain is actually quite interesting.

But it may be because I am not skilled enough, the things I draw are not beautiful enough.

Egg had originally wanted to paint white ferns.

Because the white fern is rectangular, it fits his imagination of an elegant and beautiful flower.

Too bad the end product looks like the holly you see everywhere in the North.

What a failure.

But Yige was not entangled, after all, this kind of thing is about practice makes perfect.

Now is not the time to practice drawing skills.

After killing these monsters, the [Hunting Ritual] must be held quickly.

Yige didn't perform the ceremony after smashing his head, feeling like ants were crawling on his body.

Just like not wiping your mouth after eating, there is a strong sense of awkwardness.

Oh yes, almost forgot.

You have to hurry up and call all the other civilians back.

Don't run into other blocks at that time, only to run into an ambush monster again and lose your life for nothing.

Ten minutes after completing the ceremony, Ige found all eleven people and started to head to the Temple of Ritual in Black again.

The main effort was spent on finding Oswal, a street painter who had participated in the construction of the temple.

Everyone else stopped at a butcher's shop and waited for Igg.

Oswal did not run along Talek Avenue with the main force.

Instead, he turned to a small alley halfway and got into a garbage can.

Fortunately, he rushed out immediately after recognizing Yige's voice.

It also saves everyone the effort of rummaging through the trash can.

In the face of everyone's strange eyes, he plausibly explained:
"The monsters jumped off the roof of the silver jewelry store, and they ran so fast."

"We ran along the road, wouldn't we be caught up by them sooner or later?"

"Like me, finding a place to hide is the right way."

"I just didn't expect Priest Yige to be so strong."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but look at Yige.

The other people around didn't smell anything from Oswald, but they instinctively stayed away from him.

I agree with what he said.

Priest Yig did not explain the battle to them.

But even just looking at the headless monster corpses on the ground and the river of blood flowing around the corpses can be easily imagined.

How Priest Yige tortured and killed these monsters at that time.

Thinking that such a terrifying monster is not his opponent at all.

Everyone became more determined to follow him.

When they were informed by Igpaimari to leave in Saint Zemla Square, several of them actually hesitated.

After all, the summoning bell is not something to joke about.

Ordinary townspeople like them deliberately did not attend or left early.

Whether it is discovered by the guards or reported by the people around, they must be held accountable afterwards.

If the convened matter is relatively unimportant, there is a high probability that they will have to pay a sky-high fine for civilians.

If the matter is very important, such as the last day of the church celebration, that is, the "grand day", then it is likely to be directly locked up in the basement of the guard station in the north of the town for "questioning"——

"You are eager to leave under the benevolent gaze of Father Earth, do you have a ghost in your heart?"

"Unwell and want to rest? Be bold! Are you implying that Father Earth is making you uncomfortable?"

"Don't talk? Are you taking the opportunity to pray to the evil god in your heart? Hit me hard!"

Interrogations like this are combined with torture.

Everyone goes in vertically and comes out horizontally.

Over time, no one dared to ignore the importance of the calling bell.

You can come here, and then vent a few words with the acquaintances around you while staying honest.

But you must never not come or slip away early.

Therefore, even knowing that Priest Yige told them to leave, there is a high probability that they have noticed something.

I want to help them out of my favor towards these civilians.

But when he really wanted to make the decision to leave, he still had to hesitate.

Fortunately, the facts proved the correctness of their choice.

Not only did he escape the natural disaster in the square, but he also hugged Yige's thigh.

The old Drake was even more grateful that his daughter had become a priest of the Black Ritual.

Since their family decided to do everything they can to support Priest Yige, they have never suffered a single loss.

Follow Priest Yige, it must be right!
The faith in old Drake's heart became more and more firm and stable.

Yige noticed the hot eyes everyone was looking at him, but he didn't care.

It is as normal for the weak to fear the strong as the sun rises every day.

It would be good for these commoners to understand that they were lucky to be chosen by him.

In the future, he will really be absorbed into the ceremony of black clothes, and he must serve the gods with supreme enthusiasm.

Otherwise, Yige didn't mind cleaning the house at all.

Of course, this is all in the future.

What he was thinking about now was still about the "Night Beast" and the San Zemla Square.

Originally, Yige had a lot of conjectures about the "Night Beast".

The most direct one is that "Night Beast" is actually an evil night creature that is good at hiding. By chance, it wandered into "Tariek". ability.

Perhaps in some cases, purple skin is also spread by a method similar to spawning.

It's just that now it seems that it's hard to say whether Yige has misjudged the ability of the black-scaled monsters, but at least they must not have appeared in the town by accident.

The attack that just happened in San Zemla Square is the best proof of this.

People were summoned to the square by the inexplicable ringing of the summoning bell.

Then, countless purple skins emerged from the stone statue.

Although Yige left early, he was unable to observe closely what kind of damage the purple skin emerging from the stone statue had caused.

But from the oppressive storm formed by the purple shards in the air, it can be seen that this time the attack must be aimed at destroying the town.

There must be such a behind-the-scenes black hand to set up such an attack chain by chain.

From hiding the purple skin in the stone statue at first, to ringing the summoning bell, and then releasing the purple skin after the crowd gathered.

It can't be all a coincidence.

There are still many doubts about the whole thing.

Bearing the brunt, and probably the first question that every "Talek" person would think of, is "Where is the Church of the Father Earth?"

Iger noticed these days that the church didn't care much about what happened in the town.

Since he didn't stay in the central area of ​​the square, it was impossible to judge how many clergymen from the Church of the Earth Father were gathering near the stone statue.

But judging from the howls and screams that can still be heard even if they are far away, I am afraid that there were not enough priests to resist Zipi at that time.

Yige himself was also a person who had been attacked by Zipi, and understood that although it was a real evil, it was not irresistible.

At least in the face of the glory of the gods, the power of Zipi is not worth mentioning.

Of course, Yige also considered that the god of fertile soil must be weaker than the great god of etiquette he believed in.

Therefore, the priests of the Church of the Earth Father may have tried to call the gods, but in the end the power was insufficient.

Just a second thought, judging from the current situation of Zipi raging.

The Church of Father Earth probably didn't even have the slightest effect on hindering the purple skin gushing out of the stone statue.

No matter how you think about it, it doesn't make sense.

Among other things, I will just talk about Priest Terence that Yige has seen with his own eyes.

Yige felt that his strength might not be inferior to his own.

There is also a bishop above Terrence.

Above bishops there are apostles.

There is no reason to let this kind of disaster development that will obviously destroy the foundation of the power just like this.

But it doesn't make much sense to think about it now.

The mastermind behind the scenes has already made a killer move, and maybe it's about to reveal its true identity.

Rather than bothering to think about the situation of the forces hiding in the dark, it is better to take the time to send the civilians behind him who he thinks can be used back to the temple to protect them with a barrier, and then set off by himself to see if he can find some clues.

It is certainly an option to stay in the temple with the civilians, but Yige doesn't think that the forces that want to destroy the town will let the gift in black be alone.

It's just that the people behind the scenes seem to be more impatient than he thought.

Ig looked at the young pastor at the end of the road.

From here, the dome of the Black Ritual Temple can already be seen from afar.

But the man in front of him probably won't let them go easily.

"Afternoon, oh no, it's already night."

"Good evening, Priest Yig."

Aldis still wore his white robe, and held a fine wooden staff.

The necklace around the neck, which was supposed to be green, turned red and black, and blood dripped down uncontrollably.

The blood dripped on his white robe, leaving shocking traces.

"Good evening, Pastor Aldis."

"Do you have anything to do with me, please?"

Yige frowned and greeted Aldis unhurriedly.

As if he didn't expect Yige's expression to be so determined, Aldis was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled again:
"Yes, Priest Yige, I do have something to do with you."

"Look, didn't I help you decorate the temple before?"

"Shouldn't you pay me something?"

Although it was Aldis who disappeared first after the temple was completed, Yige couldn't thank him.

But now that Aldis has mentioned this matter, Iger thinks this request is also reasonable.

"Then what do you want?"

"I want" Aldis said, as if really lost in thought.

Then he suddenly turned his attention to the civilians behind Yige:

"Their lives."

The voice revealed an undisguised mischievous taste.

"Sorry, sorry I can't agree."

Iggy shook his head.

He didn't care much about the lives of the civilians, but Aldis obviously wouldn't stop just because he took the lives of the civilians.

In the end, there is still a fight, so why bother to abandon these preparatory believers that he has spent time and effort to screen out?

What's more, among these people, there is currently the only pastor of the Black Ritual, Mary.

Aldis showed an unexpected look, his golden curly long hair spread like a lion's mane under the blowing breeze, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes:

"Of course, you certainly won't abandon these 'people'."

"Priest, if there is no 'person' for you to govern, wouldn't you lose your majesty?"

"Even if 'human' is the world's biggest cancer and the maker of disasters, we must find a way to preserve it."

"Otherwise, without the support of 'people', how can the church enjoy its superior status?"

Iger was ready to do it directly, but Aldis seemed to have a desire to express, and he didn't mind chatting with him a few more clichés:

"You're here to belittle the Church and the clergy, and even all 'people'."

"What about yourself? Aren't you a priest yourself?"

"Aren't you a human being yourself?"

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