They all call me master.

Chapter 697: Chaotic Night V

The moment they heard the footsteps, the priests of the Church of Pain all looked expectant.

However, when the double wooden doors were pushed open, everyone was stunned.

Because the people who came were not the high priest and the saint as imagined.

Instead, they had only met Yura a few times and a young man they didn't know.

"Yura?"

Many people expressed surprise.

Those who are quick in thinking will just squint their eyes.

Then, those who reacted the fastest began to move their bodies so that they would be blocked by others as much as possible.

As for escaping?

Not long ago, they were still evaluating how safe and reliable the location of the meeting was.

But now, they are faced with this kind of "safety and reliability" which has become a situation where they can't escape even if their wings are broken.

"it's me."

Facing the surprised priests of the Church of Pain, Yura, dressed in a black robe, openly admitted it, but immediately, the lady began to correct her identity -

"Please call me High Priest Yura!"

This impatient attitude made the guys who reacted the fastest shrink even tighter, and they wished they could find a place to hide in to hide themselves.

They sensed a crisis far greater than any previous one.

In fact, this is also the case.

"Eula, do you know what you are talking about?"

"Yula, who do you think you are?"

"Asshole, you are blaspheming the high priest!"

The priests in the crowd spoke up.

Some are polite, some are impolite.

All of this was within Yura's expectations.

After all, these people were selected by him personally just for this moment.

Yura raised his hand and waved.

Snapped!
The unique sound of a whip rang out in the void.

Following this crisp sound, all the people who had just spoken fell to the ground, wailing in pain.

Painful whipping!

One of the unique secret arts of the Church of Pain.

It can attack targets within a certain range and make the targets sensitive, amplifying the pain ten or a hundred times.

Of course, Yura couldn't magnify it a hundred times.

However, ten times is still achievable.

The priests were caught off guard by this sudden attack and were all hit.

Especially the priest who started cursing was hung in the air.

The pupils of the priests of the Church of Pain who saw this scene could not help but dilate, and even the priests who were wailing just now could not help but cover their mouths.

Because this is also the unique secret technique of the 'Church of Pain': the difficulty of hanging!
But unlike the secret art of 'Whiplash of Pain' which can be exchanged for merit, 'Hanging Difficulty' is a secret art that cannot be exchanged.

Similarly, it is also an extremely profound secret technique.

Before, only the high priest and the saint knew it.

"Ah... Ugh!"

The screams of the hung priest just started to sound and then stopped abruptly.

It changed from a high pitch to an almost inaudible hiss.

The priest who was hung up was naturally loyal to the high priest and the saint, and was also specially selected by Yura.

But at this moment, the priest was extremely terrified.

He didn't know why Yura could master the secret arts that only high priests and saints could master, but his not-too-stupid brain finally figured out why Yura came.

Almost subconsciously, the priest looked at a few guys in the crowd who, in his impression, were smart and quick to react.

When the priest saw these guys lowering their heads and looking like they wanted to put their heads in their crotches, he understood everything and wanted to yell at them.

But as he was being hanged, he could not even utter a word.

And even more horrific punishments are still going on——

"Skin it off!"

Yura said with a smile.

Immediately, there was a crackling sound.

The priest who was hung by the "Hanging Difficulty" had his skin torn off. Blood flew like flowers, and small pieces of flesh mixed with the blood splashed on the priests around him.

Immediately, the faces of these priests turned pale.

Seeing the fear in the eyes of these priests, Yura was very satisfied.

She did it on purpose, of course.

With her current strength, she can easily peel off the skin without hurting the flesh, and can also amplify the pain tenfold.

But, it is not necessary.

What she needed was awe.

And nothing is more awe-inspiring than flesh and blood.

If there is?
Then skin the disrespectful ones.

If possible, Yura even wanted to skin a few more people.

Unfortunately, she needs help.

Manpower is needed to deal with the people of the "Inland River Church", take over the assets left behind by the "Inland River Church", and consolidate the assets of his own church.

Yura knew very well that she couldn't do so much on her own.

Even with Lucius beside him, it wouldn't work.

Lucius is not good at management.

In fact, apart from providing her with some "emotional value", Lucius has always been dispensable and can be discarded at any time.

Yura glanced at Lucius, who looked reluctant, and felt more and more disdainful in his heart.

An avenger who thinks he is ruthless but is always hesitant will never be able to escape the fate of being a chess piece.

'When this incident is over, let him have his own 'home'!

I'm going to tell him the whole truth!
I hope he can hold up!'

Yura imagined Lucius's painful and desperate look, and couldn't help laughing in his heart.

For Yura, that scene was something he was really looking forward to.

What she is looking forward to more is how much painful power Lucius will provide her at that time?

do not know!
But if it is really significant enough, Yura hopes that he can still "repair" Lucius again until Lucius is almost recovered.

Then?

Of course, again.

Death has always been synonymous with mercy within the 'Church of Suffering'.

Torture is the main theme of the 'Church of Pain'.

Just like the skinned priest, the bloody opponent couldn't even scream.

And greater torture has just begun.

A flash of flame appeared on the other person's body.

The flames started from the other's belly button, greedily sucking the fat of the priest.

The flame was only the size of a bean at first, but soon became the size of a fist.

The priest did not scream, but his body shook more and more violently.

And Yura's smile grew even brighter.

The lady just stood there and asked with a smile:

“Now, I declare myself the high priest.

Who agrees? Who objects? "

There was a question in his words, but in fact, he spoke in a tone that left no room for doubt from beginning to end.

These were priests carefully selected by Yura. How could they object when that troublemaker was killed as a warning to others and was still hanging in the air to be lit?

"I agree!"

"I agree too!"

Those smart guys who had just shrank back stood up immediately.

They rushed to the front of the crowd and began to cheer.

Then, everyone chose to obey.

Someone started it, didn't they?

Yura nodded, satisfaction in his eyes.

Lucius, who was standing next to Yura, looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes full of struggle.

wrong!

Something is wrong!
It shouldn't be like this!

(End of this chapter)