From the Esoteric Cult Family to the Kingdom of God

Karl had been silently observing the entire process of the battle.

He hoped that the Fisher family could grow, and he had never given any reminders casually.

Every reminder would consume spiritual power, and if the grace given to others was too frequent, it would become extremely cheap after a long time.

Now Karl finally fully sensed that the mysterious object carried by the cultist was flashing spiritual fluctuations!

That's it!

"Bad Blood", a treasure-level object.

Its appearance is a beautiful and delicate gem made of scarlet blood, like a beautiful blood-red rose.

When the user carries it with him, the extraordinary effect will be automatically activated when he is seriously injured. It can greatly enhance physical fitness for a full few minutes, which is equivalent to reaching the strength close to the metamorphic middle position.

Almost everyone noticed the abnormality, felt the strong momentum rising, and the trembling body of the black-robed masked man was about to burst out with amazing power!

"Shoot!"

The sheriff who had not dared to step forward shouted, still not daring to rush forward casually.

The two people who most abide by the chivalry are about to die. He, a bloodline knight of the lower position at the origin, feels that he is not even qualified to fight desperately.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

Many people have finished reloading the secondary bullets, and many flintlock rifles have fired one after another, hitting the black-robed masked man covered in blood.

However, a situation that shocked everyone appeared!

Originally, the body of the black-robed masked man became fragile due to the effect of "sketch", but it was raised to a higher level again through the extraordinary effect of "bad blood".

Although those dense flintlock bullets continued to cause new scratches, causing his strong body to bleed continuously, they were never really fatal!

His black robe was stained with a lot of his own and others' blood, and it was almost like a blood-red robe, which looked extremely terrifying.

A lot of blood suddenly boiled up, and it kept interweaving and condensing in front of everyone's eyes, as if it were a living thing, giving the black-robed masked man an extremely powerful power!

"Ah!"

A beast-like roar suddenly came from under the mask, appearing painful and desperate!

He felt a bullet in his body containing a black light, which was gradually eroding and devouring the soul in the deepest part of his body, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

What exactly was that?

In despair, he rushed towards everyone frantically, and hysterically launched the final killing. With just a wave of his hand, several guards who were close were smashed like mud.

"Run!"

"Monster!"

The guards who had already started to run turned around and ran without hesitation. The casualties had reached the limit. The last concentrated fire did not kill the enemy, and the morale was completely collapsed.

The amazing power erupted by the enemy was simply unmatched. Byrne turned around and ran without thinking.

Many extraordinary people also weighed the pros and cons and fled in all directions. The unlucky ones who ran slowly were directly killed by the black-robed masked man. The people on the entire dock were extremely terrified by the pursuit.

"Jump into the sea! Jump into the sea quickly! Jump into the sea!"

Byrne shouted loudly with an idea.

He could see that the seriously injured and furious black-robed masked man had almost lost his mind and would definitely attack the people on the shore first, rather than attacking in the dark sea.

The people of the Fisher family jumped into the sea in a hurry, and many people also jumped into the sea, swimming desperately towards the distance, trying to avoid the pursuit of the monster.

Just when Byrne was about to jump into the sea, the black-robed masked man suddenly came in front of him, blocking himself and the sea.

In an instant, his breathing almost stagnated, and his blood was completely cold.

The blood of the mysterious monster-like man was boiling all over his body, like a bloody flower that chose people to eat, blocking Byrne with its fangs and claws.

The distance between him and the sea was only a few steps away, but now it has almost become a natural chasm!

The fist that was so fast that it could not be seen clearly turned into a black shadow and came to kill!

The deadly power contained in it was enough to completely destroy the fragile human body and take away the life that should have been extremely precious.

"Speed ​​up!"

The blue light in his eyes burst out!

Byrne's figure suddenly became faster, and he subconsciously turned sideways to avoid the shadow. His rational eyes and the madness under the mask stared at each other for a moment.

He then rushed past the black-robed masked man, suddenly jumped into the extremely dark sea water, splashed water, and swam away continuously.

The black-robed masked man on the shore hesitated for a moment, and did not rush into the sea water to chase him. The boiling blood around him seemed to be afraid of the sea water.

People on the East Coast can swim. Byrne, Irene and the guards of the Fisher family hid in the water for a long time.

Everyone was extremely frightened, and they waited until they were almost sure of safety before finally swimming back.

When they emerged again, they heard constant wailing and crying. There were corpses everywhere on the dock, and there were countless injured people.

Byrne quickly observed that the black-robed masked man, who was kneeling on the ground and covered in blood, seemed to have no vital signs, and finally let out a long breath.

"He should be dead."

After climbing out of the water, he fired another shot at the enemy. When he saw the body fall down, he confirmed that the black-robed masked man was completely dead, and then he really relaxed.

He sat on the ground weakly and gasped. He was so weak that he couldn't even lift his fingers.

Are real extraordinary people so powerful? They are just transformed into lower levels.

"The book says that the gap between each small level is obvious from the beginning of transformation. Even the army can't compete with the more powerful extraordinary people, right?"

Byrne completely understood that the second-level extraordinary people were really a level of qualitative change.

The final madness of the "monster" cultists was only short-lived for less than three minutes, but the power close to the metamorphic middle level was extremely oppressive, leaving a strong fear in the hearts of everyone present.

Byrne took a deep breath, frowned, and looked at the old priest who had fallen into silence.

As the leader, the old priest misjudged the battlefield and was the main person responsible for the massacre with heavy casualties.

He found that he had always expected too much from the marginalized people of the Storm Church.

Of course, the sudden strong wind was also an extremely important node. He really didn't understand why the majestic storm master couldn't control the sea breeze?

"In the final analysis, if it weren't for my "sketch" that allowed the cultists to quickly accumulate injuries, the consequences would be disastrous."

Relying only on the remaining people to encircle and kill, the final result would most likely be that the other party killed many people and fled desperately.

Irene climbed out of the water and took a deep breath. Her eyes turned to the young knight of the Vaner family who had just been treated. Although he was lying on the ground unconscious, the injury to his neck was basically stable and would no longer affect his normal breathing.

"He survived."

But soon everyone found that the old knight of the Vaner family was dead.

After the blow pierced through the heart, Irene jumped into the water to save her life, and the old knight who was not treated soon died with difficulty.

The father who avenged his son died first. When the son who was rescued woke up, I don’t know what he thought deep in his heart.

Irene walked towards the blood-stained corpse of the black-robed masked man without hesitation, groped out the gorgeous gem like a scarlet rose, and put it in her arms.

"What are you doing?"

Silver Emir came up, covering his thigh that had just been stabbed by Mrs. Isaac, and looked at Irene with confusion and greed.

"Woman of the Fisher family, are you hiding something?"

Erin stood up and responded coldly: "No, I just checked whether he was completely dead."

Emile wanted to argue, but he saw Byrne and Allen standing beside Erin. The three of them stared at him silently with meaningful eyes, and he was completely speechless.

A strong sense of fear suddenly surged in his heart. He swallowed slightly and immediately went to find the old priest with a tired face.

Emile said that he was unable to fight and search for Mrs. Isaac anymore, and he had to go back first.

"Go back."

The old priest also knew that his command ability was insufficient, and the damn weather caused heavy casualties to the guards who surrounded and killed the cultists, and even a knight died.

Damn, the weather was the wind that the Storm Lord should have controlled!

He still remembered that more than a decade ago, the sea breeze on the east coast was relatively stable, and people could live and work in peace because of the great power of the Storm Lord.

For some unknown reason, not only has the marine environment become bad in the past decade, but disputes and changes have also occurred frequently within the Church of the Storm.

The old priest met the high-ranking officials of the Church of the Storm a few years ago. They all looked worried, but refused to explain the specific reasons.

Moreover, it was heard that other major churches had all fallen into violent chaos and infighting.

He vaguely felt that something extremely terrible had happened, which would even cause a drastic change in the entire world, and would have an unimaginable impact on the future of all living beings.

Byrne stared coldly at Emil and his people leaving. Very good, it was finally time to settle accounts with them tonight.

He then confirmed that the man killed by Irene was Mrs. Isaac's brother, and finally nodded.

He discussed with the mayor and the old priest. The mayor and the sheriff were responsible for staying to treat the wounded, and the rest of the extraordinary people took the guards and escorts to search for Mrs. Isaac's traces, and they could not let her escape from Nasir.

Mayor Andis asked, "Well, if we are treating the wounded, won't Ms. Irene stay?"

Irene shook her head and continued, "There may be seriously injured people in the process of capturing and killing Mrs. Isaac. I must go with them."

Mayor Andis nodded his head to show his agreement, then watched the people of the Fisher family leave and fell into deep silence.

He couldn't help but secretly glance at the neck of the young knight of the Vaner family, and there was not even a scar on it.

After taking office as Mayor of Nasir, Mayor Andis had heard about Irene's healing power a long time ago. He originally thought that she was a healing type spellcaster at the origin level, but recently he felt more and more that something was wrong.

Because the healing effect is too strong, and Irene herself is obviously not a metamorphic superhuman, which is very strange.

The townspeople have never seen other healing type spellcasters, and they don't doubt this matter at all, but Andis, who was born in the Hoven family, has seen other healing superhumans and knows that there is something strange in it.

He remembered this matter silently and didn't chase after her to ask about his doubts.