Yellow Iron City.
There is a group of luxurious villas in the city center.
Under the cover of night, one of the villas was brightly lit, with people moving around in the courtyard, as if they were having a party , and it was very lively.
The owner of this villa is a famous iron ore merchant in Huangtie City named Yaerlin. He has many friends and is on good terms with many members of the city council.
Mr. Yarlin held a celebration banquet today because he had made a big deal and reached an agreement with the imperial military. The two sides would carry out trade activities for three years with iron ore as the main commodity.
Although a big reason was that the two countries were at war and the military needed a large amount of iron ore smelting equipment, for Yarlin, the reason was not important at all, as long as he could make money.
To this end, the villa owner Yarlin invited many nobles, celebrities and business and political leaders to have a barbecue party in the courtyard.
Young and beautiful women wandered among the important figures, their sweet laughter accompanying the men's conversations, presenting a picture of decadence and debauchery.
At this time, Yaerlin used the excuse of going to the bathroom to temporarily leave everyone's sight and enter the basement .
Iron ore merchant is only his superficial identity. Behind the scenes, he is also a fanatical believer of the Chrysalis of the End.
Today's party is just a disguise to cover up the truth. Its purpose is to provide a meeting opportunity for the top leaders of the cult and the monks of the Red Apple Church.
The carefully designed basement is a temporary base for the End Chrysalis. It is spacious and bright inside, even larger than the living room of the villa on the surface.
The thick walls are nailed with special wood and have excellent sound insulation.
The basement was filled with bookshelves filled with books on the occult and treasures unique to the esoteric religion.
In the center, surrounded by bookshelves, are four long sofas and a high-end round table.
At this moment, three high-ranking members of the secret sect and two leaders of the Red Apple Church were sitting there.
The two parties sat opposite each other, and behind the sofa were their respective subordinates.
"Master Priest, everything is normal up there."
Yaerlin came behind the three middle-aged men and women and bowed and said.
"Well, we trust you to do the job, but don't stay here too long, so as not to arouse unnecessary suspicion."
A one-eyed man said calmly.
"Yes, I understand."
Arlin answered.
The leader of the Red Apple Church is named Gallup. He wears an ordinary crimson monk's robe and has a fair face that makes him look more like a scholar.
Gallup then said:
"Mr. Hogan, can we speed up our plan? Oh, I'm sorry, it's not that we don't have patience...but now the church has been targeted by the authorities, and the power of various regions has been suppressed."
He paused and shrugged.
"And there's a lunatic from the murder club who's been hunting down church clergymen lately. He even happened to sniff out the trail of our team..."
"I know. Of course we do."
The one-eyed man named Hogan grinned.
He picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The red and sticky liquid inside looked more like some kind of drink mixed with blood.
"Your church has been making a lot of noise recently. I'm afraid everyone in the empire is unaware of it... Of course, I don't know if it's a prestigious reputation, but it's definitely not a good one."
Hogan sneered.
A female esoteric high-ranking official sitting next to him said coldly:
"The amount of mysterious substance and sunset chrysanthemum dew is too small. It is not enough to arrange the prayer ceremony continuously for the time being, so the plan can only be postponed."
Brother Gallup of the Red Apple Church pondered for a moment.
"We are very sincere. This time, we not only brought the high-sequence flesh and blood materials that your cult desires, but also the lost knowledge of the sanctification ceremony...
Has the Chrysalis of the End fallen to the point where it can't even gather the materials for the basic prayer ritual?"
The faces of the three top secret sect leaders turned ugly.
Although they and the Red Apple Church took the same path, they did not deal with each other.
Recently, the Red Apple Church has been sentenced by the Sun Royal Family to be officially stripped of the title of the Orthodox Church, but as one of the seven major Orthodox Churches in the past, its foundation is indeed several levels higher than that of the Chrysalis of the End.
Now that they were secretly ridiculed by the other party and their pain points were exposed, they felt a little annoyed.
At this moment, a member of the secret cult of the Chrysalis of the End came quietly into the basement, strode towards the three senior leaders, and whispered a few words.
As a mid-sequence extraordinary being, Gallup overheard every word the other party said.
He chuckled, looked at the cult leaders whose faces were becoming increasingly ugly, and said:
"It seems that your secret sect has not been doing well recently... Five members died in one day, and one of them was directly wiped out as a small base."
"It is very rude to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, Mr. Gallup."
One-Eyed Hogan said calmly.
"And maybe it was that lunatic your church provoked who did it..."
His last words were spoken with some gritted teeth.
Seeing this, Gallup looked at his other companion and smiled.
People are always like this. They will feel depressed when they are unlucky, but they will feel comforted as long as there is someone who is as unlucky as themselves.
"Mr. Hogan, I'll just speak frankly, as a way of expressing my deeper sincerity..."
Gallup put away his smile and became serious.
The three top cult leaders, led by Hogan, frowned slightly, not knowing what the other party was going to say.
"This time, we are here on behalf of Archbishop Rafa to cooperate with the Noble Secret Church. Our purpose is just because Master Rafa wants to have a personal conversation with Madam Dark."
Gallup said as he unbuttoned his robe at the chest, revealing his chest.
Hogan and others' expressions changed slightly.
On the other person's chest, there was a face with closed eyes.
The facial features were profound, charming and handsome, and it was the face of Archbishop Rafa of the Red Apple Church.
"You are actually... willing to serve as a vessel for the church's top brass?!"
Hogan's eyes twitched slightly. He didn't expect that the monks of the Red Apple Church would be so crazy.
Gallup closed his robe, his fair face showing a calm expression.
"It's nothing to make a little sacrifice for Master Rafa... As long as my body can provide him with sufficient convenience."
The incarnation of a High-Sequence Transcendent has a completely different amount of power depending on whether or not it has a specific container.
Just like Gallup now, he offers his body to Rafa as a vessel for incarnation, which is several levels more powerful than the incarnation created directly by Rafa.
"So in order not to disappoint Lord Rafa, we will kill the assassins from the murder club who are following us, and get rid of the invaders for you... I just hope you can prepare for the ceremony as soon as possible..."
Gallup said.
Hogan and others took a deep breath and finally nodded.
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Yellow Iron City.
Under a dark stone bridge.
With a "whoosh", the sharp blade was pulled out of the body, splashing a handful of blood.
Drinker played with the dagger, lit a cigarette for himself, leaned against the wall under the bridge and started smoking.
The room was filled with smoke.
He looked at the three bodies on the ground and sneered.
"The Chrysalis of the End... I didn't expect it to be together with the Red Apple Church."
Drinker smoked a cigarette, and through the smoke, he suddenly recalled his life.
He was originally a descendant of the nobility. Although his family was somewhat in decline, his father's baronship and the wealth accumulated by his ancestors were enough for him to live a rich life.
But a disaster that happened in his youth shattered all the peace.
Unfortunately, Drinker's family was involved in a conspiracy, and their property was seized by a strange Sequence 8 transcendent.
The man brutally murdered his parents.
He even abused, killed, and ate his brothers and sisters one by one in front of him.
If the investigator from the shelter had not arrived in time and scared away the murderer, he who was hiding in the closet would probably have been doomed.
However, this also caused serious psychological trauma to him.
Young Drinker vowed to take revenge on the extraordinary being.
Later, through his father's connections and friends, he learned about the mystery and came into contact with the extraordinary. After several years of exploration and research, he finally got a chance to become an extraordinary person.
And over the years, he had also gotten some information about the enemy's whereabouts .
The man turned out to be a monk from the local Red Apple Church!
What the other party did was just for a promotion ceremony, and the property and wealth were just incidental additions.
After doing evil, that person not only did not receive punishment, but was promoted all the way in the church and became the most powerful priest in the local church.
Whenever he saw that guy, Drinker seemed to hear the wailing of his parents, brothers and sisters.
At that moment, he deeply understood that in his eyes, ordinary people were nothing more than food for promotion and delicious fruits that could be picked at will.
Drinker was furious at the Empire's connivance and the incompetence of the asylum.
He hid himself, worked hard to trek along the sequence path, and finally killed his enemy when he was twenty-five years old.
Nearly ten years later, he finally completed his revenge, but his enemy mocked him before he died, saying that what happened to their family was just the result of the orders of the church's top leaders and that they were just an insignificant member among countless victims.
Drinker fled in a panic.
He had no sense of pleasure from revenge at all, only deep coldness and anger.
Because he murdered the priest of the Red Apple Church, he was also wanted by the Red Apple Church.
After several years on the run, perhaps fate secretly played a role in his connection, allowing him to successfully join the murder club and gain asylum.
The flame of revenge has not yet extinguished, and Drinker has been waiting for an opportunity to take revenge on the Red Apple Church. This church, which appears bright and beautiful on the surface but is cruel and evil behind the scenes, is the real culprit!
Now, Drinker has finally waited for this day.
The Red Apple Church started a turmoil that affected the entire empire, and they became the target of everyone's condemnation.
Although the empire's attention was distracted by the United Kingdom of Anlong in the west, the other six major orthodox churches also sent extraordinary forces to encircle and suppress the Red Apple Church.
Drinker voluntarily participated in this hunting operation against the Red Apple Church.
But he was alone.
The companion only had the dagger in his hand and the balague necklace on his chest.
"My friend, even though I don't like you, you are the only one who will fight with me this time... Even if my body falls apart, please support me and keep fighting."
Drinker said quietly, playing with the hideous necklace hanging below his neck.
The Balague necklace began to wriggle on its own, and the spiked "wire ball" began to spread along his neck and chest, toward his limbs and head.
Finally, it covers the whole body.
Delink transformed into a rusty knight, dragging a hideous barbed armor, and slowly walked forward.
Disappeared under the moonlight.