Chapter 935: The Deal Between Priests and Demons Part Two

Chapter 935: The Deal Between Priests and Demons (Part Two)

These two priests didn’t know that their most trusted peer would attack them. Without enough time to react, they were taken down by one strike, and they couldn’t even struggle or try to escape.

Even the busty woman in red was shocked by what was going on, and she was stupefied as she watched the situation develop further. Right now, she was struggling and trying to survive as the undead energy invaded the warrior energy channels in her legs.

“Why did this blond, curly-haired priest suddenly attack and severely injure his two peers?” she thought to herself.

“Are you crazy? You…” the bald priest questioned in anger as he was confused by this as well.

“Why?” the baby-faced priest with wrinkles also couldn’t understand the situation.

However, Priest Andy completely ignored the questions of his two peers as if he didn’t hear them. He turned around and smiled before saying to the figure with the dark demonic armor, “Mr. Basturk, these two people are also Sun-Class Lords; they can be used as raw material by you, right?”

“Eh? Hahaha! Great! This is great! I didn’t expect this at all! You priests preach virtue, morality, and kindness, but you are more terrifying compared to us, creatures of Hell, when you are merciless. Even though I’m a servant of the Grim Reaper, I’m a little scared of you.” Dark Demonic Armor Basturk’s mechanical laughter resonated in the hall, and it fluttered people’s clothes. At this point, the colorful throne under him became pitch-black already.

In the next moment, beams of black light shot up from the ground, instantly imprisoning the two priests who were severely injured and couldn’t move. Then, the black mist formed clouds and engulfed these two poor people.

“No… you can’t do this. We are priests of the Holy Church, we…” the two priests let out shrill screams of desperation as if they were beasts that were being slaughtered.

“Hahaha! Hahaha! You all deserve this! You all deserve this!”

The busty woman in red was burning her Sun-Class core energy to defend the invasion of the dark power of Hell. Despite all this, one of her legs already turned green and zombified.

Seeing this scene, she laughed and cursed; it was pleasant for her to see two perpetrators of this trap that killed almost everyone in the group having a taste of their own medicine.

The palace was filled with the screams and whines of the two priests while they died.

Since they cultivated the holy power of the Holy Church, they were able to better defend against the dark power of Hell, so the process of turning them into undead creatures was slower. Unfortunately for these two, this wasn’t a good thing; they wanted to die faster and quicker. Being invaded and corroded by the terrifying black mist was like being eaten alive by tens of thousands of ants.

“Now, can you give a copy of the Holy Code of Hell?” the blond, curly-haired priest didn’t feel sympathetic toward his screaming peers at all, and he asked that question with a smile on his face as he took one step forward. From his expression, it seemed like he didn’t commit that shameless and indecent act.

“There seems to be lacking one.” Dark Demonic Armor Basturk lightly shook his head.

“You… don’t push it too far!”

The blond, curly-haired priest instantly understood Basturk’s intention, and his face changed color. He roared, “Do you want to kill me? Do you want to use me as the last piece of raw material? Ok, come on then! Kill me! Do you really dare to challenge the bottom-line of the Holy Church? Do you even know what our bottom-line is? If you really anger the Holy Church, the Northern Regional Church can turn this little place of yours and your people into smoke! The people on the Holy Mountain at Sicily Island don’t even need to move.”