The warden who guards the witches

Mr. Bloody thought he would never come back here again.

What appeared in front of him was the entrance to a valley, located in the mountains in the north of the Kingdom of Gistas. It was once the land of the old Kingdom of Reise. In it, there was a town abandoned a hundred years ago due to the plague.

The town was built on the mine and produced rare metals. When it was abandoned, it still had quite rich mineral deposits, which should have had a very high reconstruction value.

However, the repeated absence of gold diggers and explorers, and the mysterious plagues that broke out several times in the state-supported redevelopment plan, made this land be called the cursed land.

Mr. Bloody knew the truth of this "curse" because he had been here before.

This is the core base of the old Blood Moon Cult. The blood clans who believe in the god of death gather in this remote place-because their god lives here for a long time.

This is the territory of the god of death.

He stepped into the valley alone and saw the decayed town horizontal railing sign. The name of the town written on it could no longer be recognized. A black cloud shrouded the sky above the whole town, and the sun was not visible.

The town was as quiet as a mausoleum, but soon after Mr. Bloody entered it, he could vaguely hear ghostly whispers.

"It's him!"

"Damn traitor!"

"How dare he show up here..."

"Kill him!!"

"I'm going to drain his blood!!"

...

Hostility was like a group of sharp arrows shooting at him, coming from the vampires who lived in this dead land. They used to lead human believers in the cult to serve the god of death together, but Mr. Bloody betrayed the cult soon after joining it, turned to another ruler, and took away a large number of human believers.

In the eyes of these vampires who were once served by human believers and had a high opinion of themselves, this human's actions were both excessive and arrogant, and they should be punished.

But no one dared to punish him, just as he was standing here now, the vampires only dared to hide in the dark places, indoors and behind the walls and cast angry eyes at him, and no one dared to take action.

"Guests are here but no one comes out to greet them. Isn't that a bit rude, nobles?" Mr. Bloody recited the divine words in a low voice while looking around.

Soon, he noticed a female vampire hiding behind the bungalow and happened to meet her eyes.

The vampire subconsciously wanted to dodge, but Mr. Bloody had already used his power.

The power of "betrayal" reversed the other party's fear and hostility in an instant. The female vampire appeared and took the initiative to walk to Mr. Bloody and bowed.

"Since no one here thinks they are qualified to talk to me, then take me to see your master directly." Mr. Bloody ordered the female vampire.

The vampires hiding in the dark looked at each other, and after a while, someone laughed coldly.

This traitor was really crazy, and he actually wanted to disturb the dormant Death. He who once split the Blood Moon Cult came to the door himself, how could the Death let him go?

Mr. Bloody also felt that he seemed to be crazy, and he would take such a risk like suicide. The power of "hatred" will lead people to take irrational actions, but the person with power will only become crazier, not stupider.

He knows what he is doing, and he has his own purpose.

In his eyes, there is no hope for his revenge.

After being persuaded to return by the weird ruler, he believes that Aiden Garrod has reached the level of a saint.

What's worse is that not only did he not get the Hand of Annihilation, but he let the artifact run to the other party.

He must face the reality, and his chances of winning are not great.

So he needs additional, strong enough help.

The God of Death Azrael once set off a plague in the Old Reise Kingdom, trying to weaken the country's national strength and then seize the "reproduction" power from the royal family. This town was the first victim.

As a result, his actions were interfered with by the Goddess of Conspiracy. Azrael killed the "Desire" ruler, but failed to seize the power, and was also eroded by the other party's power.

In order to prevent the spread of erosion, the God of Death put himself into "long sleep" - the power of death can allow his own death to avoid some negative states and wake up only when necessary.

The female vampire finally brought Mr. Bloody to the town's cemetery, which was greatly expanded during the plague period. However, the expansion speed could not keep up with the death of people, and finally there was only a large mass grave.

Normally, after a hundred years of abandonment, the grass on the graves should have been ridiculously tall, and the tombstones here should have been covered with vines. But this cemetery seemed unusually clean, without even a piece of moss or an ant.

The power of the "desolation" of the god of death made it barren.

"Since you are close to the god of death in the cult, you should be able to call the god of death directly." Mr. Bloody said, "Bring me to see you."

"Great god of death, please forgive my transgression." The female vampire raised her arms high and performed the ritual.

Without any warning, she suddenly froze.

"Transgression requires death to atone for the sin." A weak voice sounded in her ears.

The female vampire suddenly wailed in pain. Although there was no sun, the scars of being burned by the sun were visible on her body. White smoke came out of her body, as if she was a fish thrown into a fire and roasted.

Her voice soon stopped, and then her head drooped weakly, and she died with wounds all over her body.

But the dead female vampire did not fall down, but slowly raised her head again, and her blood-red eyes shone with a strange light.

She was killed by the god of death, and then manipulated by the power of "immortality". The power of "death" over death freed her from mental control, and the god of death regained her loyalty, turning her soul and body back into his property.

"Excuse me for coming to your house, god of death." Mr. Bloody bowed to the manipulated female vampire.

He knew that the body of the god of death was in the underworld he created, and the god of death could manipulate the dead to communicate with people outside.

"Have you finished your last words?" The female vampire made a hoarse voice that did not belong to her, and raised her hand to point at Mr. Bloody.

"It only takes you a moment to kill me, why don't you listen to me?"

"Your...only authority is more useful than your nonsense." The god of death seemed to have a hard time saying every word.

"You can't digest the power of 'hatred'. The ritual requirement of the power of 'betrayal' is that you must betray someone stronger than yourself. Although the condition of being 'stronger' is subjective, it is difficult for you to meet this condition." Mr. Bloody Clothes spread his hands without changing his expression. "Excuse me, you are helpless in your situation. Kill the variable that has finally come to your door. You can only sleep here forever in the future."

After a moment of silence, the Death God controlled the female vampire and said, "You have 20 seconds to speak or make a will, traitor."