HLnovel Chapter 355: Sacrifice Mis?
Chapter 355: Sacrifice Mis?
"After our soldiers went in to investigate, they found that the situation was completely different from what we had reported in the intelligence. It seemed like we had been fooled."
The priest wanted to cry but had no tears. He slowly backed away and distanced himself from Michelle.
Michel's eyes were lifeless, and if his body had not been trembling slightly, the priests would have thought he was under some kind of magic.
"Half is missing..."
"Half of them were dug up in advance..."
"That means we spent five times the original price and only bought half of the magic ore, right?"
The priest who delivered the message shuddered and nodded slightly, "No...that's right."
Just when everyone thought the archbishop was going to get angry, Michelle started laughing.
However, the laughter was a little weird, a little crazy, and even a little heartbreaking.
"Okay, okay, very good!"
"Miss schemed against me, Hobert mocked me, and the master didn't understand me."
"Now even these ants in the north want to tease me and treat me like a fool."
"Am I stupid? Do I look like an idiot?"
The frantic Michel grabbed the men around him and questioned them one by one, and the priests all shook their heads.
He looked at the half-ruined wall of the cathedral and slowly closed his eyes.
"Do you really think I, Michelle, am easy to bully?"
"You really think I don't dare to attack you?"
"If I can't defeat Miss, can I still defeat the small northern countries?"
Michelle grabbed the collar of the priest who was delivering the message again, "Go, tell Count Psycho that we are going to go to war. We are going to go to war with the northern countries!"
The hoarse roar frightened all the priests.
Declaring war is no small matter, not to mention that most of the Holy Kingdom's paladins are now in No Man's Land, and rashly starting a war is likely to backfire.
But even with this in mind, no priest dared to dissuade them.
They knew very well that they could not stop the Archbishop's current anger.
The Holy Kingdom of Veratis can no longer avoid this war.
Meanwhile, in the palace, Cross was receiving a special guest.
This special guest was wearing ordinary wizard robes and a strange wooden mask.
If Miss was here, he would recognize the identity of the masked man at a glance.
[Tree] The second leader of the organization, Avervanxon's clone.
As soon as Cross and Avervanxon met, they couldn't help but tell each other everything that had happened recently.
Especially my perception of Miss has completely changed from before.
"Mr. Averfanxon, you have no idea how perfect Miss's plan is.
Not only did he successfully make it to the demon world, he also saved everyone's lives.
Even cheating on Michelle and not letting my remaining feelings get exposed.”
Cross spoke incessantly, his eyes full of recognition for Miss.
"We don't have to wait for the time limit of the thousand-year bet to come. Once Miss comes back and we join forces to kill Tartarus, everything will be over."
He told Averfanxon about Mith's final plan.
When he thought about the near future when he could finally break free from the shackles and be himself, he felt happy from the bottom of his heart.
Cross hasn't been close to his brothers and sisters in years and has been pretending every day.
He clearly wanted to talk to Cassius Shana, but he had to pretend to be indifferent to her.
He hated this feeling.
Even just now, he killed "Shana" in front of Cassius.
Although it was just a puppet controlled by him, prepared for the purpose of performing a show for Michelle and Tartarus.
But after all, Cassius didn't know.
In Cassius's understanding, it was his brother who killed his sister with his own hands.
When Cassius shouted the three words "Cross", Cross' heart broke.
This was the first time his younger brother called him by his name. Before that, he had always called him "brother" or "elder brother".
Cross knew very well that in his brother's heart, he was now a damn devil.
He didn't want this misunderstanding to stay in Cassius' mind for too long, and had originally planned to send Nobo to secretly explain it, but he was stopped by Avervanxon's arrival.
Cross talked to himself for a long time, and everything he said was good news, but there was no joy or excitement in Avervank's eyes under the mask.
He seemed to have heard nothing and just sat there upright.
Cross noticed his look and stopped talking.
"What's wrong Mr. Averfanxon? Why do you look unhappy?"
Avervanxen finally spoke, and this speech immediately silenced Cross.
"Cross, there's a change of plan. We have to sacrifice Miss."
Cross's slightly opened mouth stopped, and he stared at the deep eyes behind the mask in disbelief.
"what?"
He suspected that he was hallucinating and could not believe that the four words "sacrifice Mis" actually came out of Avervanxen's mouth.
Judging from the current situation, they clearly have the advantage.
"Why, why do you do this, Mr. Averfanxon?"
Avervanxon slowly stood up, picked up a feather pen from Cross's desk, and walked to a wall.
On that wall, there was a huge map of the Holy Kingdom of Veratis.
He raised his hand and circled several towns on the map with a feather pen.
Cross looked at his behavior, very confused.
"What are you drawing?"
Avervanxon did not answer Cross's question. He circled many towns on the map and connected them with lines.
As he connected, Cross kept his eyes on the map.
Slowly, a magic circle emerged on the map.
An extremely complex magic array.
"This... this is..." Cross said in disbelief.
Affanxon dropped the pen in his hand and stood aside.
"see it?"
Cross nodded. "I see. All the formations of a super-level magic."
Avervanxon said: "Yes, do you know the function of this magic circle?"
Cross observed it carefully, and the more he looked, the more shocked he became. "It looks like a magic that can gather magical power... Could it be a magic of sacrifice?"
A horrible thought emerged in his mind.
Avervanxon pointed to the towns he had circled and asked, "Do you know what these towns have in common?"
Cross looked at the names of all the marked towns one by one. "They are all at the key points of the formation... Wait, there are long-eared saints in these towns who are in charge of the temple!"
He had already guessed it.
The entire Holy Kingdom of Veratis is a huge magic circle, and its function is most likely to sacrifice the lives of all people within the magic range and transform them into magic power to be gathered to the spellcaster at the center of the circle.
And this spellcaster should be Tartarus.
"But what does this have to do with Miss?"