Chapter 453: Surprise
Ignorance is fearless, that is, people who know nothing will not be afraid of anything.
The blonde woman who was fleeing at this moment also hoped that she was an ignorant person, because only in this way could she forget that terrifying figure.
But as the ninth seat of the original Black Scripture - [Swift Wind Break], she is not an ignorant fool.
The Black Codex is one of the six colored codes directly under the priests of the Silian Theocracy. The six colored codes represent the military strength of the Theocracy and are also known as the "Six Colors to Protect the Nation."
Among them are the Sunshine Scripture responsible for annihilation operations, the Fire Extinguishment Scripture responsible for assassination, guerrilla warfare, counter-terrorism and other special operations, the Wind and Glory Scripture responsible for tracking and assassination, the Water and Bright Scripture responsible for collecting intelligence, and the most powerful Black Scripture.
Among them, the Black Scripture is the trump card of the Theocracy. Currently, the Theocracy has three awakened gods, two of whom belong to the Black Scripture, namely the special seat "Absolute Death" and the first seat "Captain of the Gods".
Divine men are people who have awakened their own bloodlines, and the source of their bloodlines is the six great gods who descended into the world six hundred years ago.
After the six gods established the Silan Theocracy, they naturally left behind descendants. Among those bloodlines that continued, special individuals would occasionally awaken and gain extremely powerful abilities or powers.
These beings were called gods, and the blonde woman named "The Wind Walks Away", as a former member of the Black Scripture, had naturally seen the two awakened gods.
When facing that palm, the blonde woman felt the horror of facing two gods from the man who attacked her.
No, it even surpassed that sense of terror.
Facing the man's casual wave of his hand, she felt as if she were a tiny and weak ant between heaven and earth.
But you have to know that she possesses heroic-level strength. Even though she later betrayed the Theocracy and seized the secret treasure of the Wind Flower Scripture, she still lives freely.
She was as defenseless as any other ordinary person, so she chose to escape without hesitation.
Because she knew that she could not win no matter what, and the only way to survive was to escape.
"Damn it, why would such a scary man appear in such a remote little city!"
The blonde cursed as she glided towards the E-Rantel cemetery.
There is a hidden temple in the cemetery, where her other accomplice, a magician of death, hides.
Of course, she was not so kind as to remind her accomplice to escape. She just wanted to induce her accomplice to deal with the terrible man.
From what happened just now, she already understood that the person they wanted to catch, Nfirea, had been secured by the other party.
In order for the plan to proceed smoothly, if she gave up on capturing Nfirea, her accomplices would definitely take action themselves.
That way, when that scary man is entangled, she can find a way to escape from the city.
Thinking of this, the blonde woman quickened her pace again and ran towards the cemetery like a ghost.
A moment later, in front of the ancestral hall.
“We’re finally here.”
The blonde wiped the dried blood from the corner of her mouth and revealed her usual playful smile. Only in this way would she avoid arousing the suspicion of her accomplices.
Patting her chest that was heaving due to her rapid running, the blonde woman lifted her shoulder-length hair and reached out to push open the stone door of the ancestral hall.
Stepping into the ancestral hall, there was nothing on the stone platform where the body had been placed, and all the offerings for praying for the deceased to ascend to heaven had been removed.
Smelling the lingering scent of incense in the air, the blonde woman hummed a song as usual and walked towards the stone seat inside.
"Hehe~Hey~"
While humming a song, the blonde pressed down on the inconspicuous small carving under the pedestal.
There was a slight clicking sound, as if some gear mechanism was meshing, and as the sculpture moved downwards, a series of clattering sounds were heard, and the stone pedestal slowly moved, revealing stairs leading to the underground.
"I'm going in~"
The blonde woman, who had the same frivolous attitude as usual, spoke a long and leisurely voice to the people below, and then walked down the stairs.
After turning a corner, the view suddenly became clear and there was a fairly large space inside the ancestral hall.
Although the walls and floors are exposed dirt, they have been artificially treated and do not appear to be in danger of collapsing easily.
The air inside is not too turbid. Perhaps there is a ventilation hole somewhere. The air here is quite fresh.
However, compared to the fresh air, the surrounding decorations revealed a sense of weirdness everywhere. There were strange tapestries hanging on the wall, and below them there were several red candles made of blood, emitting a faint light and a burnt bloody smell.
The flickering candlelight brought countless shadows. There were several caves that looked like entrances and exits in this space, but a peculiar smell of corpses wafted out of the caves.
The blonde looked around, her eyes fixed on one place.
"Hey, little Kaji, you still like hiding in the shadows like a bug."
"Can you please not call me that? It's disrespectful to Chiranon."
With a hoarse response, a man appeared in the square.
He was a thin man with sunken eyes and a complexion so pale that he didn't look like a living person. He was very consistent with the description of being lifeless.
There is not a single hair on the top of his head. Not only that, he doesn't even have eyebrows, eyelashes or other body hair. One can't help but feel that this person doesn't have a single hair on his body.
It's impossible to tell his age from his appearance, but judging from the lack of wrinkles on his skin, the man should not be old.
The man was wearing a dark red robe and a necklace made of small animal skulls around his neck. His hands were so thin that they were just skin and bones, and he held a black staff in his hands with dirty yellow nails.
A man with such appearance could be more accurately described as a monster who had already taken a step toward becoming an undead rather than a human.
"Hey~ So what if it's Zhilanon? I'm not afraid of him anyway." The blonde woman still challenged him frivolously.
Zhilanon is an evil secret organization with great strength and a well-known leader, composed of battle-hardened magic casters.
They have caused several tragedies and are regarded as enemies by surrounding countries.
"Hmph! Don't call me little Khajiit, call me Khajiit!"
Hearing the blonde's frivolous words, Khajiit couldn't help but yell, then frowned deeply: "And then? Clementine, why did you come here? Didn't you go to catch that famous psychic? Why are you back again! "
"That's because..."
Feeling Khajiit's anger, Clementine, whose personality had long been perverted, smiled half-temptingly and half-joyfully: "I don't want to do it anymore, hahaha~"
"you!"
Hearing this, Khajiit tightened his cane in an instant: "If you want to regret halfway, do you want to test the power of the Death Orb?"
"Oh my~ I'm so scared, how about Xiao Kaji help me catch him?"
Clementine was twisting her body in an artificial way, which made Khajiit furious. However, when he thought that the Wise Man's Crown was in her hands, he could only suppress his anger.
"You're very good, Clementine. Since you're too lazy to do anything, I'll go and capture the psychic. You can rest if you want."
"Just, I hope you won't bother me again!"
Khajiit said this with gritted teeth, but Clementine, who was deliberately guiding him, was secretly delighted.
Let’s fight, let’s all fight, so that she will have a chance to escape.
Escape from that...
Suddenly, a hand patted Clementine who was thinking, and a light voice came.
"Surprise!"
