Holy Knights, Night Watchers, Kingdom Guards.
The armed forces of the three sides encircled the Evil God Followers before them.
Heavy armor, fine weapons, extraordinary magic power.
This encirclement made the cultists acutely aware of how weak their resistance was.
The cultist wielding a huge machete, clearly the leader, stared at everyone.
Faced with the encirclement, there was almost no trace of fear in his eyes.
Instead, excitement could be seen on his face.
The cultist’s build was even comparable to the most robust Holy Knight in heavy armor.
"Cowards of light, losers, and..." he looked at the Night Watchers.
He knew of the Holy Light Church and the guards under the Prince, but the Night Watchers were beyond his understanding. The source of thɪs content is 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝘯𝘦𝘵
A faint aura of frenzy seemed to descend upon everyone’s heads.
Those forming the encirclement immediately adjusted their stance, standing firmly as if feeling some pressure from above.
The cultists, instead, shrieked excitedly as if witnessing something unbelievable.
Even their leader’s voice began to tremble.
"Ah... My god is watching me."
Then he seemed to channel a deity, looking at the Night Watchers.
"And you... Night Watchers."
This moment forced the Holy Light Church and the Kingdom Guards to divert some of their focus to the Night Watchers.
Calling them was an insult, but calling the Night Watchers was normal?
"What? Your red-skinned master seeking revenge?"
After all, in just a short year or two, they had had the most conflicts with the cultists of the [Bone Skull Lord].
Kana had even personally slain one of his Evil God’s offspring, whose soul was still trapped within him.
It shows on the surface that among the four recent Evil Gods in this world, the [Bone Skull Lord] held the greatest grudge against them.
Didn’t you see? Not long ago, they even sent a small team of elite cultists into the Eastern Wilderness to stir trouble?
The attempt to empower the fallen centaurs was just to have them fight Kana.
Unexpectedly, they didn’t even get past Raelia.
After all, Kana, to some extent, had caught the eye of this Evil God.
The robust cultist seemed possessed, swaying as if under some influence.
That oppression, derived from a life instinct, a suppression of rank, was felt by everyone.
Including all the cultists behind, who had all fallen to the ground, prostrating.
Lowered heads lifted again.
This time the expression of the cultist leader turned ferocious, his tone hoarse and low, tinged with madness.
"Night Watchers, Kana, hahahaha, I like you all. You are warriors, brave warriors!
Golden Dwarves, your ancestors were once my followers.
Now, worship me, and I will grant you immense power and endless battle, allowing you to sit under my reign, receiving my blessing."
After speaking, without waiting for Kana and the others to reply, he continued on his own: "You see, don’t you? The [Void] approaches your world, and the end of destruction is inevitable.
In the face of certain extinction, why not worship me, embark on endless battles, and enjoy that infinite pleasure?"
It must be said, among the realm of Evil Gods, the tone and attitude of the Bone Skull Lord, possessing his follower, were rather sincere.
At this moment, those Dwarves who already hated the Bone Skull Lord were furious, their faces turning red, veins on their necks bulging.
Even Lurik displayed rare anger, seemingly ready to start a tirade.
Kana spoke up: "The inevitable end of destruction? I don’t think so. This world will become new, surviving from the [Void]’s maw.
And you, mere scavengers behind the [Void], will pay the price."
Kana’s words made the Bone Skull Lord, possessing his follower, laugh wildly.
The voice held no mockery, nor too much excitement.
It seemed he was merely venting his own emotions.
He seemed increasingly fond of Kana; such a response made him value Kana even more.
"Kana! You are indeed a warrior, I will watch you, I look forward to you throwing yourself into the abyss of endless battle amidst that despairing doom.
Even if you killed one of my offspring, I will not hold a grudge, I will be waiting for you.
Even if you are devoured by Evil Gods in battle, I will snatch you back, you shall become my bravest Apostle."
He laughed heartily, his voice filled with excitement, gradually fading as his will departed from the follower.
And the shell he descended into.
Had altogether turned into a monstrous Demon.
His will personally descended, even the followers behind began transforming into monsters.
As his will withdrew.
The surrounding pressure suddenly dropped.
Waking the others who had not yet snapped out of that pressure.
The Night Watchers immediately lunged out.
The members of the Holy Light Church and the Kingdom Guards then reacted, following closely behind.