Chapter 156: Something's Off
Staring at the blood-red moonlight in the sky, Matthew's expression was somewhat dazed.
He kept feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite pinpoint what it was.
Matthew shook his head slightly, pushing aside distrag thoughts and transmitted the "coordinates" from his memory to Yaya.
Matthew hadn't shared this information openly at the camp, naturally to ceal the source of the intelligence.
Some things 't be made too obvious!
However, ued things sometimes happen quickly.
Just as Yaya was about to desd, she seemed to sense something and suddenly said:
"Wait a moment, there's someone below."
Haviaught by Matthew himself, Yaya's way of handling things gradually became more like his.
She didn’t like to rush in blindly; she preferred to pn carefully before ag.
Upon notig the figures below, she quickly shared the information with Matthew.
More than ten people were gathered around a mud pit with a diameter of about three meters.
They were huddled together, not discussing anything, but rather stabbing each other, pying out a se of frequent infighting.
If the people below khat Adam Smith had offered a 5000-gold reward for finding the entrao the ruins, they would probably fight even more fiercely.
The attackers had e prepared, striking with deadly i, mostly aiming for vital points.
The four or five people oher side, unprepared, were quickly cut down, leaving only one who was now running away at full speed.
inally, Matthew had no i in them. If not necessary, he didn't want to reveal that he khe location and coordinates.
After all, iure, when he knows a lot of information, it would be hard to expin without a reliable source, which could arouse suspi.
But there are always exceptions.
The faint voiing from the leader of the pursuing group caught Matthew's attention.
"Capture her, sacrifice her!"
Sacrifice!
Upon hearing these two words, Matthew’s mind immediately jured up images of many disgusting individuals.
An inexplicable fury surged through him.
He didn't hesitate for a moment, signaling Yaya to desd.
Matthew was eager to find out if these troublemakers had already exteheir influeo Bay Territory!
Running for her life, Felicity was filled with regret. The suddeh arayal of her panions g her heart like a venomous snake.
The other party’s unabashed io "sacrifice" only deepened Felicity’s fear.
"Our bloodline is special; we must be careful to keep it secret and not let others know..."
She thought of her mother’s careful reminders, never expeg that the oo betray her would be childhood pymates!
Felicity remembered the savage expression on the face of the person who had pierced the captain's heart, filling her with an overwhelming sense of strangeness and panic.
They had goo great lengths to lure them into the Misty S, all for her!
Whoosh!
A faint sound of something cutting through the air came, and sensing danger, Felicity twisted to dodge.
She suddenly felt a shadow desd.
A tough white web sealed off all her escape routes.
Level 2 Spell—Web!
"No...!"
Felicity desperately swung her short sword, the green light in her eyes growing more intense.
The tough web was actually torn open by the short sword, but after delivering that strike, she felt pletely drained.
She stepped into nothingness and her entire body "thudded" into the soft mud.
With her head throbbing in pain, Felicity saw the figures running towards her and instinctively gripped her short sword tighter.
"Even if I die, I won’t let these bastards succeed!"
Whoosh!
A dark light suddenly flew toward her, striking her precisely.
She felt her whole body rex, an overwhelming fatigue washing over her like a tide, her eyelids growing heavy.
"This is... Level 2—Sleep..."
"Roar...!"
A thunderous roar suddenly desded from the sky, and the terrifying sound waves quickly spread.
Felicity's mind instantly cleared, the drowsiness swept away.
A massive pressure fell upon her, making her body tremble untrolbly.
In the depths of her emerald eyes, the green light flickered stubbornly.
A huge shadow, apanied by a sweeping wind, desded.
Not far away, the faint sounds of screams and the crag of bones echoed.
Felicity had a vague sehat the ruthless and inhuman thugs from earlier were being mercilessly sughtered by some terrifyiy.
She struggled to her feet, wisely choosing not to flee.
The other party could fly!
Steeling herself, Felicity forced herself to look over.
She saw a silver figure as fast as lightning, apanied by a wail of anguish, fly towards her.
Her legs trembled involuntarily, but she stood firm.
The imagitad pain didn’t e. Felicity watched in disbelief as the figure tilted its head, sizing her up. She couldn’t help but murmur:
"A dragon!"
"Ah...!"
The pierg scream snapped Felicity out of her daze, and she saw Yaya dragging a figure towards her with her cws.
Felicity instantly reized the figure—her cloaked employer, a cruel and evil spellcaster!
"I’m sorry I’m te."
The calm ale voice brought Felicity back to her senses. She looked up.
A tall figure, cloaked as an Arist, lightly nded in front of her. He didn’t look at her, but rather at the spellcaster writhing in pain.
Name: Smart Krian
Identity: Baron of the Northern Mountains of Falsik, Dea of the Bloodmoon City of the Pale Church.
Race: Human
Css: Level 6 Occultist
Challenge Level: 8+!
Talents: None.
Specializations:
Intermediate Specialization—Mobile Casting LV1: Increases the success rate of casting spells while moving by 20%.
Intermediate Specialization—Occult Camoufge LV3: ceals evil aura, uable by intermediate-level dete spells.
Intermediate Specialization—Dark Knowledge LV2: prehend and learn dark knowledge.
Legacy: Intermediate Legacy—Bewitg Hearts: Gain +5 when lying, deceiving, or ambushing.
Attributes:
Strength: 7
Dexterity: 11
stitution: 8
Intelligence: 12
Perception: 9
Charisma: 14
Luck: -3 (Camity)
Evaluation: Fool who has succumbed to darkness!
Surprise!
Matthew felt quite surprised!
Following his principle of sparing no cultists, he hadn’t expected to catch a genuine one!
"The Pale Church, an old acquaintance!"
If the Pfizer Merts' Guild was an enemy Matthew despised and was happy to make a mortal foe,
Then the Pale Church was something Matthew wao destroy utterly, grinding each of its members to dust!
This was an evil church that worshipped death!
They often carried out horrific massacres and sacrifices in various pces to worship certain dark spirits or perform some inhumauals.
Naturally, Matthew had cshed with them before, suffering siderable losses and learning a lot about them.
The only regret was that Matthew didn’t know much about the inner ws and strongholds of the Pale Church.
But now that he khe Pale Church had a base in Bloodmoon City, Matthew was more than happy to "make tact."
Extending his hand, under Felicity's curious gaze, he pced it directly on Smart's head.
Smart let out even more horrifying screams, his survival instincts driving him to shout:
"Don’t kill me, don’t kill me! I give you gold, give you ented gear!"
"If you kill me... you’ll be cursed..."
"The Pale Church will hunt you endlessly!"
Unfazed, Matthew chuckled lightly, watg the specializatiress bar steadily rise, and said indifferently:
"That suits me just fine!"
FAL
