"Follow me?"

Hearing this, the ripples in the blighter's pupils turned to a cold light.

"Those little guys don't know what they have done, but they make you angry and ruthless." The Dark Priest said leisurely, resisting the oppression brought to him by the heroic professional in front of him.

"Hmph, they just gave their lives for Bane, and that noble soul has ascended to the kingdom of God, and is prayed for by countless believers day and night." Alyssa said lightly.

"Is that so?"

The smile on the face of the dark priest 'Ron' was a little strange, "You said that nearly a hundred dark knights were willing to give their lives for Bane...... So, do you know which god Bane's greatest enemy is? ”

"Ciric, Prince of Lies." Alyssa said without thinking.

"That's right, Bane hates Cirek the most, because this mortal has taken away his important priesthood, and he wants to crush this nouveau riche......" The Dark Priest said this, paused for a moment, and said in an even more strange tone: "So, Bane's followers, after killing the Shirek believers, what should they do to please our lord?" ”

Alyssa stared at the Dark Priest with indifferent gray-white eyes, and seemed to struggle for a moment, but slowly replied: "On their corpses and altars, engrave the word infidels with sharp weapons, burn them with flames, and warn other believers with destruction." ”

"Yes, very good. To deal with heretics is to be cruel and ruthless. ”

The Dark Priest took a few steps forward, and the Blighted One stared at his back, his pupils flickering with confusion, but then Priest 'Ron' suddenly turned around and stared at Alyssa with sharp eyes. Dao: "Any devout member of Bane. All should know about a dark ritual. ”

This ritual strengthens the prayer's loyalty to Bane. Reduce their chances of being controlled by other organisms...... I don't need you to elaborate on the steps of the ritual, I just ask you, what is the only gem material needed for the ritual? ”

Ron stared into Alyssa's eyes and asked, holding down the fallen druid.

“……”

When Alyssa was forced to ask, her gaze was a little wandering subconsciously, and she didn't dare to look at the priest's blazing eyes. She knew it was bad. The dark priest was clearly suspicious of her faith and her loyalty to the Church.

In the blink of an eye, Alyssa even had the urge to attack the dark priestess 'Ron', but she tried her best to suppress this emotion.

High-ranking priests are not so easy to be killed by sneak attacks. What's more, what if she killed 'Ron', she couldn't imprison the priest's soul, and the other party could also return to the half-plane and warn Isaac, so that all her years of preparation would be in vain.

"How's that, can't you answer?" The priest's gaze changed back to calm.

"Why do I have to answer you?"

Alyssa the Blighter's voice suddenly rose and she feigned anger, "Priest Ron. Remember, you are just an exile. A wandering priest, it was Lord Isaac who accepted you, and you shouldn't target his loyal subordinates. ”

As she spoke, the Blighted Priest nervously observed the change in the priest's expression, and if there was really going to be a fight, then she had to take the lead and strike first.

But unexpectedly, her voice fell, and the black-robed priest, who had been gloomy and terrible, raised his head and laughed heartily.

"Haha, Alyssa, seeing your messed up, I suddenly remembered that you are an elf, although you are a fallen elf, you are still a living creature."

The priest stopped laughing, and said earnestly to the gray eyes of the withered ones who had really become angry.

That serious expression made Alyssa stunned, and for some reason she blurted out: "You're not Ron!" ”

"I'm certainly not Ron." But the priest's easy answer made Alyssa even more mad, and she stood in a daze for half a minute before she suddenly came to her senses.

"I think you've always had doubts in your heart, but they've been suppressed by the plans you've been entrenched in your heart for years...... You don't want to bother with anything else, am I Ron, and what does it have to do with you...... This subconscious mind will make you ignore a lot of innate perceptions. You know that you are a druid, and even more so an elf, and it will not be difficult to find my flaws. Charles spread his hands.

"Who the hell are you?"

As if poked in the soft underbelly by a word, Alyssa took a few steps back, distanced herself from the black-robed priest, and shouted.

Her heartstrings tightened even more than before.

Oh, my God.

The dark priest 'Ron' in front of him is actually a fake, this person pretended to be the identity of the high priest of Bane, and while gaining Isaac's trust, he also deceived the high god, the Dark King.

No god could bear his high priest being impersonated by a pagan and stirring up trouble in his temple. Alyssa only felt that this person was really crazy, where did he get the confidence and reliance, where did he get the guts, he was lurking beside Isaac, what did he want to do.

"Actually, you're about the same as me, and you're very bold."

Charles smiled, as if he had seen through the female aborigine's thoughts at once, "What else can drive people to risk death to do things, but interests and desires/hopes?" ”

"I don't want to know what you're going to get from Isaac." Charles raised his hand to stop Alyssa's words, then pointed at himself and smiled, "I only care about what I can get in the end." ”

"So, don't you think, we can work together?" Charles's smile brightened.

"Cooperation?" Alyssa just sneered, "I don't know who you are, where you come from, or what your strength is, but you have a lot of information about me...... This kind of relationship is called cooperation? ”

"Of course, you can also think of it as coercion." Charles shrugged, "The initiative is mine." When I say collaboration, collaboration is collaboration...... Hey, you can try to take the initiative back by - kill me here! ”

"Kill me!"

Charles, fearing that the withered ones would not understand, lifted his chest and pointed at himself.

"You ......"

If it were replaced by other aborigines, she would have been angry at this moment, and Alyssa's heart became indifferent and ruthless after the fall, and now she is most angry and laughs, and said, "Are you forcing me to do it?" ”

"The premise of not doing it is cooperation, you only have two ways, either follow me to the end or kill me...... The plan fails, and you never get your stuff back. Charles said lightly.

The Blighted One stopped talking, did not move any more, and stood in place like a stone man.

Charles let her weigh her thoughts, and walked into the underground garden on her own, approaching one of the strange iron cages.

The cage was large, like a small living room, the door was open, and there was nothing inside, but the iron cage was carved with simple runes, emitting a green glow in the darkness.

After turning around in the iron cage, the soles of his feet seemed to step on something, making a crisp "click" sound. Charles took out his spare sword and brushed away the weeds around his boots, a lump of dry animal droppings that had accumulated for an unknown number of years, shattered to the bottom of his boots.

"Huh?"

Sniffing at the animal scent of feces wafting from the air, Charles stared suddenly. (To be continued......)

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