Chapter 832 - 513: Found You!_2
Chapter 832 -513: Found You!_2
Brett didn’t mind the environment that was unbearable for ordinary people, and even seemed to enjoy it.
He sat cross-legged on the ground, watching the dirty blood on the ground turn into blood snakes, winding around the two young girls, greedily sucking their life force.
“A bit troublesome, huh~”
Brett frowned slightly and shook his head.
Previously, everything was going according to his plan. He sensed that two of the three hidden chambers he had prepared had already been discovered, but the priests of the Church of the Gods hadn’t been suspicious.
At least, they were still far from finding him.
However, he also encountered a problem.
The determination of these priests to track him down was way too strong.
“Damn the Suffering God Church!”
A trace of anger emerged on Brett’s somewhat aged face as he cursed angrily.
He could have predicted that the disappearance of so many residents in Light Street, Cui Feng City would receive significant attention from the Church of the Gods.
But he never expected the Suffering God Church to take it so seriously to this extent.
There were three Golden Rank professionals in the Suffering God Church of Cui Feng City: a Golden Rank priest named Zorff who served as bishop and two Golden Rank paladins.
Now, these three Golden Rank divine officers were all stationed in Light Street, leading the search for him.
Although his precautions ensured that this hidden chamber wouldn’t be found for a short time, Brett was on edge about venturing out, fearing discovery.
This also severely slowed down the rate at which he could abduct residents, dragging out the ritual he’d expected to complete in half a month to possibly a full month in these circumstances.
The longer the time dragged on, the more dangerous the situation became!
“Damn it!”
“Aren’t they afraid I’ll attack the cathedral?”
Staring at the two young girls gradually being devoured, Brett cursed angrily.
In general, even when combating Evil God believers, the Church of the Gods wouldn’t fully deploy their forces.
After all, an attack or even destruction of a base church would be a heavy blow to their prestige.
But the Suffering God Church was unusual like this, which is why they garnered so much respect.
For Brett, dealing with a church that defied common rules, like the Suffering God Church, was rather frustrating.
As for attacking the Suffering God Church’s cathedral, Brett could only consider it a passing thought.
It was clear without guesswork that that was one of the most guarded places by the church, and with his strength, it was virtually impossible to breach it quickly.
Once the Golden Rank divine officers returned, Brett wouldn’t even be able to escape.
“Just wait, wait until I break through to become a legend, then we’ll settle this account properly.”
Brett, after pondering over and over, gave up on risking other methods.
In the well-prepared hidden chamber, it was undoubtedly the safest.
Taking longer to gather sacrifices was better than being discovered by those priests through reckless actions and causing trouble.
At this thought, Brett habitually looked up and mumbled a sincere prayer:
“My Lord Misk, your humble believer offers their most earnest wishes~
You are the supreme existence straddling the edges of light and darkness, leading us through the veil of the night with endless wisdom~
You disguise my tracks and help me evade the eyes and ears of enemies~
Under your guidance, we seek treasures in the dark and silently claim what I desire~
My Lord Misk~
You are the protector of thieves, the king in the shadows~
I beg you, grant me even greater strength. May your divine power be with me, witnessing my loyalty and faith~
My Lord Misk~
May your shadowed gaze always illuminate the path ahead of me!
Wish…”
Just as Brett was performing his routine prayer, an unexpected change occurred.
A dull rumble shattered the silence, as if an invisible hand gently lifted the entire ceiling of the hidden chamber, revealing the starry night sky above.
The darkness shrouding the chamber dissipated instantly, and the sparse starlight, like glittering silver sand, sprinkled into the confined space.
This sudden light did not just dispel the shadows; it mercilessly revealed everything hidden within the chamber.
In Brett’s shocked gaze, a lavishly dressed young man holding a Magic Wand radiating Magic Light floated in mid-air, looking down at him.
“Found you!”
…
Lis let out a sigh of relief as he looked at the small hidden chamber below.
A night’s worth of effort had not been in vain!
The scene in the hidden chamber was appalling, filled with a thick stench of blood that seemed almost tangible.
On the ground, the mottled bloodstains wove into horrifying pictures, telling of the terror that had occurred there. Under the starlight, the bloody details were drawn into stark relief, vivid enough to drive an ordinary person mad in an instant.
This sudden change made the hidden chamber seem as if it had been pulled from a forgotten corner directly back into the real world.
Seeing the bizarre dark gray patterns on the walls, and the deep, fearsome aura, Lis understood.
The God of Thieves, Misk!
So, this was a follower of His.
The God of Thieves, Misk, was a very ancient divine being with weak divine power. His divine domains were [Shadow], [Thieves], and [Theft], and He also held the titles of [Shadow King] and [Master of Thieves].
Misk was a confident and deeply scheming deity who loved to plot all sorts of secret conspiracies, even at the risk of putting himself in danger.
The God of Thieves, Misk, was both vigilant and ruthless, never losing control of His emotions, often speaking with a hidden sarcasm and mockery. His appearance constantly changed, so no one ever knew His true visage. He was most often seen wearing ancient bronze armor and a cloak that completely concealed His appearance.
Misk’s obsession with plotting and theft made Him lose many allies and much of His strength.
In one great turmoil in Gaia World, the Shadow King disguised Himself as the Godslayer Sword, enabling the then-mortal Shirek to kill the then-God of Murder, Baal.
Afterwards, He betrayed the Phantom Goddess Lyra to Shirek, enabling him to seize the [Phantom] divine position. But once Shirek realized it all, Misk fell victim to His own intricate schemes, which almost destroyed Him, as Shirek took His most vital [Intrigue] divine position.
In a way, Misk played a crucial role in the rise of the [Prince of Lies], Shirek.
Such an unlucky fellow!
Since then, Misk harbored a deep hatred for Shirek, who had stolen His divine positions, continually plotting to regain what originally belonged to Him.
However, with Shirek now a being of strong divine power, Misk had to hide and accumulate strength.
Though He lost the [Intrigue] divine position, Misk, who held the [Shadow] divine position, was still formidable in some aspects.
As His follower, no wonder he hid so well, completely eluding the Church of the Gods’ search.
Moreover, the place where this Evil God’s believer hid was actually not within Light Street’s range but in the adjacent Hart District.
Lis had spared no effort, using multiple methods to confirm that Light Street’s area couldn’t conceal anyone through space, shadow, or illusion powers before attempting to explore other areas.
Unexpectedly, his luck was good, and he soon found Brett praying to the God of Thieves.
Hearing Lis’s voice, Brett’s mind went blank in an instant.
Impossible, how could someone find this place?
Brett couldn’t believe it. This was the sanctuary he had established with the divine power granted by his deity, and the young man before him was certainly not a legend; how could he have found this place?
The moment of discovery made Brett realize his entire plan had failed completely this time.
Forcing down the raging fury in his heart, escaping was the most important thing now.
Otherwise, if the Suffering God Church’s hounds arrived, it would be terrible!
“Even though I don’t know how you managed to find this place…”
Brett slowly drew out a dagger gleaming with cold light. The deep gray Shadow Power gradually enveloped the dagger, making it seem to vanish into the night.
He stared intently at Lis floating in mid-air, speaking in a low voice:
“After all, you’re just a mage. If you leave now, there’s still time!”
Lis, smiling, looked down at the increasingly imposing Brett. Surrounded by a blood pool, indeed, he seemed somewhat terrifying.
“Is that so…”
“Then I’d really like to give it a try!”