I'm a villain, not a devil

Kalado's attacks were extremely fierce. Although the methods used by the cultists were weird, they could not block the attack of the crimson peak.

The person who shouted "keep men alive" was a middle-aged woman in military uniform. She had a frown on her face, but she was too late to save the prisoner.

Calado turned his head and shook his head slightly: "This heretic's methods are weird. There are too many people present, and I can't hold back."

The female general was about to speak, but as if in response to Calado's words, the blood foam that exploded on the spot quickly evaporated and turned into a red-black mist, covering the entire banquet hall and its surroundings.

Everyone present felt that something was wrong, and their vision was all deprived. At the same time, something seemed to be breaking free deep in their hearts.

"Dong——" "Dong——"

There was a violent heartbeat, and there was also the sound of weaker people falling to the ground.

Not only the military people, but also Calado did not expect such a change.

He was just about to take action when his eyes suddenly lit up.

Is this... some kind of ritual that the Golden Dawn hasn't mastered yet?

Calado once again held it empty-handed with one hand, and a trace of black and red mist was grasped into the palm of his hand.

He clenched his fist, and a golden light shone inside.

Sean, who was in the mist, also felt the change. As expected, this power also had the same origin as the sacrificial ritual he mastered.

At the same time, Calado's intermittent, distorted voice sounded from not far away: "This heretic still has a backup plan! Everyone, try to get as close together as possible to suppress the pollution that bursts out from within."

Sean, who had long been accustomed to dealing with all kinds of pollution, would not be affected too much. He glanced in the direction of Calado with a feeling.

'The people of the Golden Dawn are really bold. I just revealed a little bit of news about the ceremony in the morning, and they took action that night...'

'However, there seems to be something wrong with both the Golden Dawn and the military, and they actually allowed this cultist to barely escape... But it seems that this cultist has overdrawn a lot of power and has lost his mind to come here. "Bian, it's most likely because of the trace of wandering breath that Calado released when he tested me before. It just so happens that Calado also wants to kill someone and silence him...'

'I just don't know what the devil baby was that finally came out of the cultist's belly, and it can still have such an impact after death. '

Sean stretched out his hand and stirred the red-black mist, and a vague feeling came to his heart.

Sean naturally has a higher level of perception when it comes to rituals, pollution, evil gods, etc.

'This ritual is different from the rituals I have mastered... to be precise, it is the aftermath of the completed ritual... causing real inner pollution seems to be a common feature of this type of ritual, and the main purpose of these fogs is The function is actually the five senses of the person who is lost in it...'

While he was thinking about it, Sean suddenly felt his back touch something soft.

The voice was a little distorted in the mist, but Sean immediately recognized the identity of the other party, Bai Ye.

Yes, they are the only ones closest to each other.

As soon as Bai Ye touched someone, he subconsciously wanted to bounce away. As a result, the other person actually took the initiative to rub his chest.

"Sean..." Bai Ye gritted his teeth.

Only this bastard is not vigilant in this situation, but still wants to take advantage!

"Oh, cousin." Sean replied with a smile.

"Don't rub against me!" Although Bai Ye also noticed that the mist had the effect of blocking his five senses, and it was almost impossible to detect the surrounding situation without getting close to him, he still lowered his voice involuntarily.

Sean, this guy, clearly felt him, but he actually rubbed his back on purpose!

"Didn't Lord Calado say that we should get together?" Even though it was distorted, Sean's voice still had a sense of dissoluteness and shamelessness.

Just as he was about to speak again, suddenly, another tiny voice came from an unknown direction: "Can you hear...me...speak..."

Someone also came closer.

This bastard was definitely trying to take advantage of me, he knew I couldn't scream.

As soon as he had this idea, Bai Ye heard Sean next to him lower his voice: "Help me cover up for a few minutes."

The surrounding fog seemed to float a little, and Bai Ye subconsciously tried to grab the person next to him, but in vain.

Sean actually ran away.

Not following the routine... Bai Ye was annoyed, but also had a trace of doubt.

Among the people present, Calado, Bai You, Bai Si, and the female admiral who arrived were all in deep red, but now it seemed that their five senses were also obscured.

How come Sean, who has never even touched the crimson edge, can move freely through this mist?

Did this guy notice something?

At this time, Bai You's voice was getting closer and closer: "Bai Ye? Sean?"

In desperation, Bai Ye could only try his best to move to the side without attracting attention.

If there were more people, I could use the excuse that Sean was drunk, but if the fog cleared, I wouldn't be able to hide it anymore.

While Bai Ye was distressed, Sean was walking quietly through the entire hall.

Looking in the direction of Calado, the latter kept shouting for people to retreat, but in fact he was holding the mist tightly in his hands.

This old thing has a bit of something...

He should be able to quickly eliminate this fog, but he is also aware of the power of the ritual and is trying to deconstruct it.

"Come on, I'm optimistic about you." Sean smiled and waved to Kalado, but the latter was completely unaware.

Even if the Cardinal of the Golden Dawn wanted to directly deconstruct the residue after the ceremony, it would be unrealistic.

It took me, the orthodox evil god, some time to see through the whole fog.

Of course, the reason why Sean asked Bai Ye to help cover him up and hurriedly ran out was that after seeing through the fog, he immediately noticed a squirming aura.

The aura contained a level of power lower than the evil god's origin. At the same time, Sean also received a notification from Noah that there were slight fluctuations in the surrounding etheric layer.

The golden cicada is coming out of its shell, baby?

Unexpectedly, the cultist actually saved a trick.

But, just in time...

……

In the darkness, a man in black, who had shrunk many times, was struggling to escape.

I don’t know who the prison robber is, but since he wants to ask me about sacred rituals, he must be a pagan.

Fortunately, those heretics were finally discovered by the military. Fortunately, I was tough enough and both sides still wanted to get enough information from me...

Otherwise, there is no chance to summon the divine envoy...

Although he lost an angel, he finally got a chance to escape.

Having given up his physical body, his current body is composed of the etheric body representing consciousness and ritual power. Just maintaining this form basically uses up all the body's strength. Now he can only escape with a body that is many times smaller.

Fortunately, it will take time for the other party to process the aura left by the divine envoy, so no one can discover me...

Jumping from the window sill, he had already seen the nearby sewer pipe while he was in the air.