Quadruple split

Game time PM18:53

Southwest continent, northern border of Griffin Dynasty, suburb of Likud City

"Don't!"

The handsome sergeant with long golden hair and wearing complicated armor retreated in panic, widening his bloodshot blue eyes and screaming, "Don't come over! I surrender! I surrender!!"

"..."

The priests who did not stop because of the man's panicked plea for mercy continued to walk towards him expressionlessly, and on the blood-stained ground around them, hundreds of bodies were completely crushed into some kind of silhouette-like outlines. Only the heads of the corpses were intact. Without exception, they stared with their eyes wide open, and their lifeless eyes were empty and dull.

If you only look at the surface, these people standing in the middle of the three-digit corpses are just ordinary clergy. Except for the strange patterns on their necks, they are actually no different from most of the priests of the Dream Kingdom.

In fact, they are not only no different from the clergy of the normal dream sect, but they are also the only group of clergy in the church who can use the authentic dream magic without relying on "whispering", and this is not a trivial matter that can be ignored.

You must know that although the current [Dream Church] is under the guise of the "Dream Sect", its essence is the southwest diocese of the evil cult [Whispering Sect].

Unlike the northeast diocese that has been dormant for many years but failed in Sumire, and whose ambitions were extinguished by a certain priest of the Holy Church Union a few months ago, and in the end less than one-tenth of them survived; different from the southeast diocese that was almost turned into a puppet by the Viper Chamber of Commerce and has completely lost its influence after the demise of the Marshall family; different from the northwest diocese that suffered a strong blow from the Sun Dynasty many years ago, and finally survived until the dynasty collapsed, but was wiped out by a few chickens overnight. More than 30 branches, less than ten people survived, and it has long become a mess.

The Southwest Diocese of the [Whispering Sect] is the most solid, powerful, vigorous, and darkest supporter of the evil god in this world. It is a crazy group that forcibly disintegrated a righteous sect from within through constant infiltration and disintegration, and replaced it without leaving a trace. Whether it is personnel, background, funds, territory or divine grace, the Southwest Diocese is the most powerful branch of this evil god sect, and it has been completely corrupted. Even the gods it believes in have been persuaded by the "Whispering" to enter the nightmare [Dreamland Religious State], which is the gathering place and umbrella for these evil god believers.

At this moment, the clergy in the [Dreamland Theocracy] are composed of three groups-

First, the members of the Southwest Parish of the Whispering Sect, who are located in the core circle of the Theocracy and play key roles in various fields, that is, the evil god believers who do not believe in the Goddess of Dreams at all. These blasphemers in the eyes of the world are not very careful to hide themselves all day long. With the power of "whispering", they seem to be able to drive dreams at will. They are the real power class in the Theocracy. The highest leader among them, Archbishop Moon Shadow, is not only the Grand Priest of the Southwest Parish, but also the Pope of Dreams on the surface.

Secondly, there are those clergy who really believe in the Goddess of Dreams, and their cognition and mind are distorted by the heretics around them. Most of these people were born after the Dreamland Theocracy was officially disintegrated. From the beginning, they heard the sound of whispers. When they were baptized, they were directly distorted by the host with "whispering", so that they always mistakenly believed that they were recognized by the gods in the years to come, but in essence they were just ordinary people who were brainwashed.

It is worth mentioning that if these ‘ordinary people’ do show enough talent and can go further in the way of divine arts or paladins, then they will be secretly absorbed by the Whisperers hiding around them. Considering that the latter can use the ‘whisper’, a power of evil gods that can distort people’s hearts at will, it is not difficult to successfully induce them to degenerate into cultists when the victims are not prepared. Individuals who are determined and stubborn will naturally be dealt with early.

The last type is the real members of the [Dream Sect] and believers of the Dream Goddess.

Speaking of this, some people may be curious, who can successfully get the recognition of the gods after the Dream Sect has been disintegrated and eroded by the whispers?

The answer is simple, that is the clergy of the ‘Dream Sect’ before it was disintegrated and eroded by the whispers!

That's right, after the Southwest Diocese of the Whispering Sect completely took over the Dream Sect, they didn't actually kill all the clergy. Although most of the devout believers were killed in vain struggles, there were also a group of people who were captured alive and imprisoned, and provided to many Whispering believers to deconstruct the dream magic. The cruelty of the process and the misery of their experiences were beyond the imagination of normal people.

In the end, when these genuine clergy had completely lost their value, their spiritual worlds also collapsed completely without exception. However, even so, Archbishop Moon Shadow had no intention of letting them go. Instead, based on the principle of making the best use of things, he refined these miserable clergy into puppets through a large number of blood sacrifices and rituals. Each of them looked very pious to the Goddess of Dreams and could even communicate with people.

They were named [Shadows of the Corrupted], which was a little prank of Archbishop Moon Shadow, and also a living memorial of the Whispering Cult's complete conquest of the Dream Cult. In addition, these puppets that were extremely efficient in killing could also be put into wars, and anyone who was given authority could command them to a certain extent.

The dozens of corrupted shadows at this moment are part of the elite troops under Lamorok. Their only purpose is to eliminate the enemies in this area.

And the young sergeant who was frightened to death was the last "enemy" temporarily assigned to the strategic point of "Eye-17", so--

"..."

The leading dream priest raised his mouth and showed a sunny and gentle smile like before he was tortured crazy, then slightly tightened his pale right hand and stared at the other's eyes.

"Ugh!"

Then the blond sergeant's face froze, and his expression became trance in an instant. However, at the same time, the necklace on his neck suddenly burst into a golden flame, which awakened the wearer while bursting on the spot, causing him to miss the last chance of painless death.

"Don't come over here!"

Although it was only a short moment, the blond sergeant, who was almost torn to pieces in the nightmare, fell to the ground and roared with bloodshot eyes: "Howard! My name is Avigdor Howard! I am a noble top noble of the Griffin Dynasty. You can catch me! You can use me to exchange for a lot of wealth, land, and even more things that you can't get from the battlefield... Woo! Woo woo woo!!!"

Because the clergy in front of him roughly stuffed his index finger, middle finger and ring finger into his mouth, Avigdor Howard couldn't finish his words. Not only that, two seconds later, his entire face was torn in half from the corner of his mouth and then peeled off from his face, leaving only the uncomfortable subcutaneous tissue and two eyes that were almost popping out.

"Have a...good...dream...child..."

The clergyman who was half-kneeling in front of him and casually threw his face on the ground smiled gently, and then tore the poor man into pieces physically with his own hands. The latter, who was trapped in a 'lucid dream', did not truly complete all the steps of 'death' until the other party stood up, and bid farewell to this life with a too sad ending.

"Don't be afraid...child, don't be afraid..."

The clergyman who always lived in nightmares breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled with relief for having just helped a child 'dispel' the nightmare. Then he turned around and nodded to his compatriots behind him, and after standing up shakily, he closed his eyes with everyone and returned to the distorted dream.

So far, the clearing mission of the [M1-1] special operations force was successfully completed, and the last survivor in the [Eye-17] strategic point was solved.

Of course, in the eyes of these ‘corrupt’, they just dreamed back to the daily life of solving people’s problems many years ago, solving some concrete nightmares in an exaggerated, humorous and clever way, and bringing courage, peace and tranquility to people.

So at this moment, these puppets who are forever trapped in dreams only think that they have just done a good thing, and don’t think that they are actually...

...

[It’s just a monster! ]

Under the big tree dozens of meters away, a half-dragon ranger was holding his lower abdomen and retching continuously. As the only spectator who witnessed the bloody scene, this scout who was also a veteran was about to vomit bile, but this was not his problem in a strict sense. After all, it is difficult for anyone to quickly recover calm after watching the massacre in [Eye-17]. Killing is not terrible, but being able to kill with such a joyful and even naive attitude is unacceptable to most advanced intelligent creatures. Even without Mo Tan’s ability to empathize with others in the ‘absolute neutral’ personality, it is enough to cause serious physical discomfort.

[It's definitely not going to hold...]

After retching, Scout Edwin suppressed his discomfort while cleaning up the traces of his presence. In the previous seven hours, he had been ordered to patrol seventeen positions, but he had only just seen Avigdor Howard, a living man. Now, although there were still five positions to patrol, he felt that there was no need for him to continue.

He had to return to Likud City as quickly as possible and try his best to persuade Lord Merafu Howard to lead the army to retreat and stay away from this incredible raid!

No one knew why the enemy who was theoretically resting in [Hori City] would appear here, and no one knew that the butcher named Lamolock would knock on the door of [Likud City] in a few hours, but Edwin knew very well that if the legendary demon really came here, the girl who bumped into him at the alley seventeen years ago because she ran away from home, who was obviously a noble lady but had no airs and had a beautiful smile, would probably never have a chance to go home again!

And the me who held her hand, showed no respect for the ‘nobles’, and tried to take her out of the cage, and who later joined the state army and worked hard to see her closer, was the only hope for her to return home safely!

At this moment, Edwin forgot that there were more than one scouts out for inspection, and forgot that if everything went well, then Melafu must have known the situation long ago, and even forgot that she had long forgotten the dirty boy back then. His mind was full of——

[Take her back! I must take her back! 】

The arrogant scout swore self-righteously in his heart, and in order to live up to his arrogance, he immediately changed direction and gave up continuing to move west. Instead, he swept directly south and rushed towards [Likud City].

"What are you going to do?"

His best friend, most reliable partner, and most trustworthy brother narrowed his eyes and asked him questions lazily.

"Go back to Likud City! I want to go back to Likud City!"

"Likud City? Are you serious?"

"Of course, of course I am serious! I have to go back to Likud City. Lord Merav is still waiting for me. Merav, my Merav, wait for me, wait for me..."

"Merav? You mean Merav Howard? And also 'yours'?"

"It should be like this. She shouldn't have been taken back, but I can't stop it. I'm too weak and can't stop anything. If she hadn't been taken back, she would have fallen in love with me! Just as I will definitely love Like her!"

"I see, it's really disgusting."

"Shut up, what do you know! I have tried! I have tried! But I can't stop it. Even if she is a descendant of the Howard family, it is the Howard family! I...how could I stop it? The Howard family! Damn it...damn it...!"

"So you won't try again this time, right?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Because you've already tried it, you don't have the responsibility to try harder or take risks, right?"

"No, no, I'm working hard, I..."

"You know very well that you can't get Merav Howard, so instead of going back to the city to save her, you might as well escape by yourself. Anyway, you have already tried hard, even though... that was a long, long time ago."

"What did you say!?"

"Keep your eyes open, you bastard, and look where you're running."

"?!"

Edwin shuddered suddenly, and then realized that he was not walking in the direction of Likud City at all, but was on a winding path, although it had no intersection with Likud City and Merav Howard. place, but it was enough for him to return safely to the Griffin hinterland within three hours.

"Bad news, bastard."

The next second, the voice of his 'best friend' came from behind, making Edwin feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar: "You will die here."

"..."

"Then there's even worse news for you."

"...?"

"Merav Howard won't die, and she doesn't want you to die either."

"Varied……"

A dazzling green light flashed.

Edwin Mihaili's body fell silently.

Chapter 2367: End