The Villain Saint is my secondary account

"what!?"

Ye Xiao felt something was wrong, but at this tense moment, he had no time to think.

If you don't want to go, then forget it. Anyway, the guide was supposed to bring you here, and Ye Xiao had originally considered walking the rest of the way by himself.

He waved the blade, angrily forcing a group of mercenaries to retreat several meters, then deliberately flicked Irene's head, and while the girl was screaming angrily, he pulled Dong Muge and fled into the woods behind him.

"Boss...is this guy crazy?" The hunter in the green jacket leaned close to Arnold's ear, staring at Ye Xiao's back and asked in a low voice.

"Who knows?" Arnold said calmly, "Don't make a sound, don't scare the young lady, just drive this guy away."

"Ah, he hit me again!!!" The noble girl stroked her head, tears welling up in her eyes. Seeing her group of mercenaries just coming over to surround her, she couldn't help but get furious, "What are you doing!? Catch him quickly!?"

"It's too dark, miss." Arnold whispered, "It would be fine if it were daytime, but now we still need to put your safety first."

……

After running into the woods for a while, Ye Xiao found that the other party didn't seem to have any intention of catching up, so he felt a little relieved and turned to look at Dong Muge.

Dong Muge was also soaked, and the shirt underneath even became translucent, allowing one to vaguely see the fair skin underneath.

A mountain breeze blew by, and the girl couldn't help but sneeze.

No matter how hot the sun is during the day, the wind blowing through the valley in the autumn nights is still extremely cold.

Fortunately, there were many mountain walls along the stream bank, and Ye Xiao soon found a cave as he walked along.

He used his staff to light a fire at the entrance of the cave, and the hot breath quickly began to dispel the coldness around him.

He first took off his wet clothes and slowly dried them on branches. Then he took out another set of identical clothes from the space ring that had not been used.

"Don't you have any clothes to change?" Ye Xiao couldn't help but ask when he saw Dong Muge shivering by the fire wrapped in wet clothes.

"No...no." The girl shook her head, with crystal drops of water hanging on her nose.

"Then don't wear wet clothes. Go to the cave and take them off first, and then put this on first." Ye Xiao had no choice but to take out a cloak from the ring and throw it on Dong Muge.

Dong Muge picked up Ye Xiao's clothes and walked into the cave without saying a word.

Tsk, you can't even say thank you?

Ye Xiao used a branch to stir the fire, and sparks flew.

After roasting the fire for a long time, the night grew darker, the moon was covered by dark clouds, and everything around became dim.

Why does it take so long to take off your clothes? You haven't come out yet?

Ye Xiao felt a little strange. He slowly stood up, walked into the cave entrance, and called out softly, "Mu Ge?"

"Dong Muge?"

The sound echoed in the deep cave and then sank into the bottomless darkness.

"Woo——"

A familiar shriek was heard, but this time, Ye Xiao heard it particularly clearly.

It seemed to be coming from the depths of the cave, echoing as well, harsh and sharp.

"Tsk." Ye Xiao grabbed the staff, cast a fluorescent spell, a faint light appeared on the tip of the staff, and then he slowly moved forward along the wall of the cave.

The azure fluorescent light was not enough to illuminate the depths. Only about four to five meters of road could be vaguely seen. Going further, the light seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness.

Ye Xiao walked forward cautiously. Gradually, there were many sharp but curved stones on the cave walls on both sides, like petrified tentacles.

He was a little confused about what kind of geographical factors could produce such strange-shaped rocks.

After walking for less than two minutes, Ye Xiao was surprised to find that this narrow road had come to an end. As far as the eye could see, there was a whole dark stone wall.

A dead end?

Ye Xiao thought to himself, where did Dong Muge go?

He turned around and suddenly found a figure standing quietly at the edge of the fluorescence illumination range.

What the hell?

He took two steps forward, but the figure seemed to sense something and also took two steps back.

blah blah.

Two overlapping footsteps sounded in the cave.

Yo ho?

"Fireball!"

Ye Xiao raised his hand and threw a fireball over.

The fire illuminated the surrounding area and exploded on the black rock wall at the end.

It seemed as if the figure had never existed, but the road they came from had turned into a stone wall.

The flames dissipated and darkness returned to the surroundings.

"I told you, you can't come to this place."

A hoarse muttering suddenly sounded from behind. Ye Xiao turned around and saw a skinny figure sitting in front of the rock wall with his back to him, holding stones in both hands as if smashing something.

"Clap"

"Clap"

Again and again, the sound echoed in the cave, reminding Ye Xiao of the sound of a kitchen knife chopping meat in the market.

"I told you...I told you..."

The old voice seemed choked with sobs. The old man was only wearing a dark green cloth strip covering his crotch, and his back was covered with black mud.

"...Mr. Blaise?" Ye Xiao recognized the voice. It seemed to be the guide who was kidnapped by the noble mercenaries.

But shouldn't he be with the mercenaries by the pond? Why is he here?

The old man seemed not to hear Ye Xiao's call and continued to smash with the stone in his hand.

"Clap"

"Clap"

Ye Xiao slowly approached with the staff in his left hand, but his right hand was already under his cloak, pressing the hilt of the knife at his waist.

When he was only one step away, the old man suddenly stopped smashing, holding the stone, and stood still as if petrified.

Then he raised his hands high and held the stone covered with a thick layer of red paste above his head in a gesture of offering with both hands.

It's like... worshiping something.

Ye Xiao followed the old man's movements and looked at the stone wall, only to see that a mural had suddenly appeared on the originally dark and smooth stone wall.

The mural depicts a human figure wearing a long cloth robe, which is difficult to tell whether it is male or female. There is no facial features, and only a blurry hole on the face.

A group of tiny human figures were kneeling around the faceless figure, all holding a round object in their hands raised high, their movements exactly the same as the old man in front of the stone wall.

...The God of Light?

Ye Xiao recognized the figure in the painting, which was exactly the same as the magnificent statue he saw in the church.

But in the dark and gloomy cave, the God of Light depicted by black lines makes people feel inexplicably weird. The face without facial features is like a deep black hole that seems to be able to suck away people's souls.

"God...please forgive me..."

The old man suddenly shouted, then he moved forward on his knees and put his face against the mural.

The face of the "God of Light" squirmed and grew larger, like a dark whirlpool, sucking the old man's wrinkled head into the wall bit by bit.

"Oh my God!..."

"Great God! Accept my confession!..."

The old man with half of his head embedded in the wall was roaring and trembling, and it was impossible to tell whether he was excited or terrified.

"Mr. Blaise!?"

Ye Xiao hurriedly took a step forward, but after hesitating, he did not dare to touch the old man's body. He just waved his staff and summoned a stream of wind to drag the old man's body backwards.

However, to his surprise, Feng Liu dragged his body away easily.

I did drag it, but I didn't expect it to be pulled out directly.

With a light "puff" sound, the neck was torn and dark black liquid gushed out. Ye Xiao dodged in time to avoid being splashed with that stuff.

Looking at the skinny and headless body lying on the ground, Ye Xiao felt mixed emotions.

The empty face on the mural was still expanding, as if it was going to swallow up everything around it.

Ye Xiao subconsciously stepped back, but found that his heels hit the cold wall.

He turned around and saw a stone wall behind him.

The originally winding and deep tunnel suddenly became a small space with nowhere to retreat.

"What the hell."

Ye Xiao cursed inwardly, but could do nothing but watch as the face of the "God of Light" twisted and grew like the oil painting titled "The Scream", eventually swallowing up everything around him.

In an instant, everything fell into darkness.

Chapter 55: Lyra Basin

"May the Saint protect us."

Early in the morning, by the pond, the noble lady Irene Maltz clasped her hands together and prayed devoutly towards the water.

"Pfft, Irene, others are praying to the God of Light, why are you praying to the Saint?" Her best friend Milana teased at the side.

"The God of Light cannot be seen or touched, but the Saint Lady is right there. Wouldn't it be more helpful to pray to her?" Irene didn't care. "Besides, just imagining the Saint Lady's beauty makes people happy."

"Then why didn't I see you go to listen to the Saint's preaching on Sundays?" Milana applied ointment on her lips facing the water.

"I can't get in line!" Irene pursed her lips. "It makes me angry just talking about this. I could have been in line if that damn Andre Devin hadn't wasted so much time in front of me!"

"Miss." A magnetic male voice sounded, and it was Arnold, who was wearing a walrus leather windbreaker, who walked over. "Get ready to go."

"Hasn't that bastard from last night been caught yet?" Irene stood up, took Arnold's hand and mounted the horse.

"We searched the area after sunrise and only found an extinguished fire and some clothes in an open space nearby." Arnold shook his head. "It's deep in the mountains and forests. With our limited manpower, it would be difficult for the enemy to track us if they wanted to escape."

"Tsk." Irene curled her lips in dissatisfaction.

"What's going on, old man? It's time to lead the way!" Just at this moment, a shout was heard.

But the mercenary captain Hansa was pushing the old guide named Blaise with an angry look on his face.

"What's going on?" Arnold walked forward and asked.

"I don't know what's wrong with this guy. He refuses to lead the way any further."

Blaise's wrinkled, thin face was filled with worry, "We really can't go any further, my lords."

"Just lead the way if I ask you to." Arnold was a little displeased.

"We have reached the entrance to Tianqin Peak. My Lords, the person who hired me only let me get here." Blaise's voice trembled a little. "Further ahead is the forbidden area."

"I've been an adventurer for ten years, and the word 'taboo' has made my ears tingle." Arnold grabbed the old man's skinny shoulders and said, "If you are unwilling to lead the way, I remember that you seem to have a granddaughter?"

"No, sir, I'll take you... I'll take you..."

Blaise had no choice but to pull the reins.

"Forget it, Arnold." Irene, who was riding on the horse, looked at the old man and frowned slightly. "I think he is not familiar with the road ahead."

"As a superior, there is no need for you to be kind to the common people, Miss." Arnold smiled.

"Hmm." Irene didn't say anything else, and her best friend, the priest of the temple next to her, didn't seem to think it was a big deal. Maybe she was just thinking too much.

Everyone packed up their bags and continued to move deeper into the valley.

Tianqin Peak, although its name suggests it is a mountain, is actually a huge basin located in the mountain.

It is said that hundreds of years ago, this was the highest peak in this mountain range. Later, perhaps due to geological changes or some other reasons, the mountain sank and became a high-altitude basin that looks like a crater.

The group spiraled up along the rugged mountain road for another four to five hours before finally reaching the towering edge of the basin.

Even though the peak has sunk into the mountainside, it still lives up to its reputation as the highest peak in the Howling Mountains. Looking out from the edge of the basin at the highest point today, the nearby mountains and rivers appear to be so low, and the towering trees seen below now seem as small as miniature toys on a sand table.

In the distance, you can see wisps of smoke rising from the Gray Gold Town.