The evil witch BOSS just wants to develop in a low profile

“Great Lord of the Holy Sun, I beseech the descent of holy light…”

“…Your devout believer, prays for the strengthening of my body with a holy shield…”

“Great Holy Power…”

As the sounds of prayer rose and converged into a torrent.

A response was granted from the mysterious existence above the heavens.

The knights, priests, theurgists, spellcasters, and many other believers of the Holy Sun Church had scorching holy sunlight emerge upon their bodies.

In an instant, the entire sacrificial area was filled with holy light.

Knights wielding long lances and swords, in coordination with the priests, theurgists, and spellcasters behind them.

Several unlucky evil spirit creatures that rushed forward were instantly purified.

But then, a large number of evil spirit creatures kept pouring in.

The deathly black mist that also surged in clashed head-on with the Holy Sun.

For a time, the two sides fought inextricably.

Evil spirit creatures were constantly being eliminated.

Likewise, knights were dragged into the deathly black mist, screaming before being torn apart.

Although there were many knights and converging spellcasters.

The powerful evil spirit creatures within the [Evil Spirit Cataclysm] were endless.

As time passed, there would only be more and more.

The knights fighting on the front lines against the evil spirit creatures soon couldn't hold on.

Although their holy light could dispel the deathly black mist to some extent.

The holy light of the knights was quickly annihilated after the black mist, which surged like a tide, enveloped them from all directions.

The fate of the church knights who fell into the deathly black mist need not be imagined.

First, the lethal properties of the black mist caused them to die quickly.

Then, their fresh flesh was quickly devoured and absorbed by the evil spirits.

Their souls after death were absorbed by the [Evil Spirit Cataclysm].

Part of it became the energy of the ritual, and part of it became nourishment for the [Evil Spirit Warlock].

The approaching death forced the knights to retreat again and again.

Even if they didn't want to retreat, the constantly surging deathly black mist forced them to retreat.

Honor belongs to the church, but life belongs to oneself.

They couldn't risk their lives; without life, how could they enjoy the power and wealth brought by their status as church knights?

“You damned knights, why are you retreating? Charge out and teach those evil spirits a lesson!”

An angry level 4 priest roared.

But the knights avoided the priest one after another, each with a look of embarrassment.

“Father, it's not that we're unwilling to charge out, but the toxicity of the black mist is too severe.”

“Indeed, brave knights have already tried it for us; once you touch the black mist, you basically lose your combat power.”

“Father, the black mist is closing in; we… we should take a long-term view!”

Seemingly sensing the terrifying aura of the black mist constantly pressing in from outside.

The level 4 priest in charge of the ritual curtain door turned around and quickly opened the curtain door frame; everyone swarmed inside, afraid of being blocked outside.

Inside the curtain ritual!

With his arms crossed and his knight's greatsword leaning against the stone pillar behind him, the level 5 peak Great Knight “Relov” looked at the knights who had fled in disarray.

The smile on his face was undisguised, and he almost laughed out loud.

Even when he saw the [High Priest]'s face, which was gloomy and almost dripping with water not far away, he didn't restrain himself in the slightest.

“The results of the church's knight reform are truly eye-opening!”

Great Knight Captain Relov sighed softly.

In the past ten years, especially in recent years.

His “Holiness the Pope” in Saint-Seman and the “church leaders” there increasingly felt that the knight order members raised in the northern border area were useless.

Therefore, the knights' benefits were cut again and again.

To prevent the knights from complaining.

The command authority of them, the great knight captains and knight captains, was also cut again and again.

Although Great Knight Captain Relov didn't understand what the relationship was between the two.

Even the church branch's tax revenue in the Republic of Otanston, the Pope wanted to get his hands on.

That audacious and crazy fellow stretched his hand to the “divine tax.”

When they couldn't get enough resources from the church to grow.

The church's extraordinary knights naturally began to cooperate with those chambers of commerce and nobles.

Some church's extraordinary knights would even privately start their own small businesses.

For example, running a knight summer camp, forming a knight club, etc.

They had the strength and power of extraordinary knights, and even the wealth brought by this identity.

Nowadays, the knights in the northern border area no longer believed in the Holy Sun.

Working in the church was just a job.

How much is faith worth?

Can it support a family?

Now, the knights were okay with fighting easy battles.

Once the intensity increased and sacrifices had to be calculated, the knights would start to wonder if it was worth it!

Hesitation!

The knights' charge was no longer powerful.

The knights' holy swords were no longer sharp.

Even… the knights' faith could only be maintained on the surface.

Relov saw it very clearly.

These superficial holy light powers were no match for the terrifying deathly black mist.

Only the holy light that bloomed from the depths of one's heart could be indestructible.

But those knights had already died in battle with powerful enemies.

“Captain, you should quickly reorganize the knights of these knight orders!”

The “High Priest,” whose face was almost black, glanced at Great Knight Captain Relov and said coldly.

Great Knight Captain Relov slowly moved his shoulder away from the stone pillar and carried his greatsword.

He still had to carry out the High Priest's orders, who had supervisory duties, otherwise he would be reported!

Of course, he wasn't afraid of the other party reporting him.

Who told his younger brother to be the vice-bishop of the Mist District Cathedral in O'Glandt City!

Oh, right!

It's worth mentioning that his brother-in-law was His Excellency Bishop “Andre Burke” of O'Glandt City.

A few days ago, he had just given his sister 6,000 gold pounds from the confiscated Sun Church property.

That night, after His Excellency Bishop “Andre Burke” came back, he was very happy and opened a bottle of “Blood Flame Red Wine” secretly transported from Saint-Seman for him.

With a gentle flick of the glass, blood flames would bloom in the cup.

It was said that this bottle was worth 138 gold pounds, and the taste was unforgettable.

These days, without a bit of status and connections, it's absolutely impossible to stand firm in the church.

He was once a “Sun Knight”!

Willing to dedicate his life to the faith.

And now, he was just a “pay-to-work knight” who took money to do things.

“Hey! You knights, hurry up and come over; the High Priest is calling you to assemble!”

He shouted loudly.

The knights swarmed over after a long time.

At this time.

The dense black mist had completely covered the entire altar curtain area.

“Chichi…”

The deathly black mist directly collided with the curtain barrier, and the power of annihilation crackled.

Then.

“Bang bang bang…”

“Clang… clang clang…”

Various attacks fell on the curtain barrier from the deathly black mist.

Moreover, there were more and more attacks.

Soon, Great Knight Captain Relov.

High Priest “Theodore.”

Theurgist “Jerome.”

The three gathered behind the small pyramid ritual.

A layer of light blocked others from eavesdropping on their secret conversation.

Although the three didn't get along very well with each other.

But at this time, it was a matter of life and death.

“The outside is a level 4 evil spirit cataclysm, the deathly black mist will cause level 4 knights to lose their combat ability when they come into contact with it, what should we do?”

High Priest “Theodore” lowered his voice.

“The level 4 [Evil Spirit Cataclysm] is a huge threat.”

The one who spoke was theurgist “Jerome.”

“Moreover, at the moment when the evil spirit cataclysm descended, a knight sent a call for help to the outside world, but it was blocked by strange means.”

“There is no point in holding on.”

“Even if we hold on, we may not be able to defend this place.”

“As time goes by, the deathly black mist released by the [Evil Spirit Cataclysm] outside will become thicker and thicker.”

“You have all seen the previous evil spirit cataclysms. If left unchecked, after the boundary forms, it can exist permanently and is the anchoring of the disaster area to the real world.”

“And our ritual curtain barrier…”

Speaking, theurgist “Jerome” glanced outside.

“Is being consumed rapidly.”

“So, my opinion is to evacuate as soon as possible; the longer we drag on, the more disadvantageous it will be for us.”

Theurgist “Jerome” finished speaking.

The High Priest “Theodore” looked at Great Knight Captain “Relov.”

Great Knight Captain Relov smiled.

“I think we have reached an agreement on this matter at least.”

“Yes!”

High Priest Theodore nodded.

“In that case, notify everyone to prepare to retreat as soon as possible.”

They may not have enough patience and will to resist strong enemies.

But they will do their best to protect themselves.

As for the treasures here.

What treasures?

That's completely the devil's curse!

Just as the few people began to organize manpower.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Several surging thunder warhammers heavily smashed on the ritual curtain barrier.

Theurgist “Jerome” looked at the deathly thundercloud outside, and his brows furrowed slightly.

“It's Francis, that damned [Evil Spirit · Theurgist]; he really didn't die.”

At the same time.

[Evil Spirit · Theurgist] Francis vaguely revealed his figure.

He guided the deathly thundercloud to release various attack theurgy spells.

He was roaring madly.

“Damn Holy Sun, you killed so many people from our Sun Church.”

“My mentor, my friends, they all died in your hands.”

“All the enemies who offend our [Sun Church] will die under my [Evil Spirit Cataclysm] today.”

While roaring, he cast the theurgy spells more desperately, causing the ritual curtain barrier to shake constantly.

[Evil Spirit · Theurgist] Francis performed very hard.

But the church members inside ignored him; now they just wanted to escape.

Deep in the deathly black mist.

Just as Zorn was wondering whether to cast a forbidden spell to help Francis attack.

Suddenly.

The ritual curtain was opened.

A powerful holy light forbidden spell force quickly opened up a large area of deathly black mist.

Then this group of people ran out at a very fast speed.

“Roar…”

“Hiss…”

“Awoo…”

The evil spirit creatures roared and chased after them.

Looking at the Holy Sun Church members who were fleeing rapidly.

Zorn was stunned for a moment, and after a little examination, he smiled knowingly.

He naturally knew the situation within the Holy Sun Church.

The Holy Sun, which could collapse at any time, had long lost the ability to fight hard battles.

Moreover, they couldn't win against this level 4 evil spirit cataclysm; running away was their most correct choice.

Zorn thought they would run away, but he didn't expect them to collapse so quickly.

It was simply “retreating like the wind.”

“I'm afraid… the Holy Sun's internal strife will come even faster than expected.”

Zorn thought secretly.

“When the old order collapses, the appearance of the creator of the new order is the beginning of the real arena!”

“Master, do you want to chase them?”

Alvin appeared and came to Zorn's side and asked.

“Let the evil spirit creatures drive them out; our strategic goal has been achieved.”

“It doesn't matter if we kill a few more or a few less.”

“Moreover, the evil spirit creatures have already killed enough church transcendents; there is no need to force those experts into a hurry. We still expect them to bring Francis's news out!”

At this time, the thousands of transcendent bewildered souls that Zorn had completed harvesting had successfully condensed an immortal disaster holy mark in the O'Glandt City chapter. This was the benefit of having many sacrifices.

As the ritual curtain barrier was opened, and the deathly black mist penetrated in.

Before long, the ritual lighthouses were extinguished under the invasion of the deathly black mist.

The location of the treasure door was completely exposed at this moment.

This was an “oak stump” with a diameter of more than three meters and a height of more than five meters.

On the trunk of the fallen oak bark were the patterns that Zorn had carved.

Without mastering the correct ritual secret words.

No matter how much resources and time the Holy Sun Church invested here, it would be useless.

Light two black candles.

Place them in the two devil eye sockets of the treasure door respectively.

In an instant, the devil head in the door frame seemed to come alive.

Zorn began to chant the correct Teus ancient god incantation in a low voice.

Before long!

“Kaka…”

The ancient treasure door slowly opened in front of Zorn.