Chapter 153 The Purpose of the Blood Apostles and the Information about the Snake People Lear's speed was far beyond the snake man's imagination. Just when Lear came in front of the snake man, the magic wand in the snake man's hand lit up again. A dark red light burst out instantly, illuminating Lear's figure. [You are affected by the Soul-Snatching Skill of the Soul-Snatching Master, and are forced to conduct a mysterious confrontation judgment.] [Judgment successful, you are immune to the influence of Soul-stealing Soul, and successfully counter the effect to the caster] The system panel popped up in front of him, and Lear paused. He did not feel any discomfort. Instead, the snake man holding a magic wand in front of him had white eyes and lost consciousness. The snake people around saw that Lear stopped, and there was a flash of joy in their eyes. They thought that Lear was being controlled. Just as they were about to control the monsters to tear Lear into pieces, they found that Lear raised his head. "He is not under control! Hurry..." The snake man closest to Lear noticed Lear's condition and shouted. The snake man was speaking, but he was forced to interrupt halfway. The cold frost directly froze the snake man into an ice sculpture, and the other snake men were not spared either. As the snakemen were frozen, the monsters that had been desperately rushing towards the fortress walls began to tremble one by one. Under the shocked gazes of the adventurers and the knights of the Knights Templar, the monsters actually began to flee.
Except for the magical beasts that were frozen by Li'er, most of the magical beasts fled madly into the Decision Mountains. It was not until the battlefield in front of the fortress was left with only the corpses of monsters that everyone reacted. Those who had experienced the beast tide in the past showed an expression of disbelief. Would the monsters in the beast tide actually escape? While everyone was shocked, Lear dragged several frozen snake men to the Arc de Triomphe. The gate was opened and Lear dragged the snake man back to the fortress. Not far away, high-level professionals such as Albert, who had been watching in secret, also came out. "Your Majesty!" The knights and adventurers around were all startled and saluted respectfully. "Well done. I'm pleased to see you so brave." Albert praised the professionals around him, and then looked at the snake man dragged over by Lear. When he saw the snake man's appearance, he frowned slightly, "Is this... a demon beast?" Everyone's eyes turned to the snake man dragged over by Li Er, and their expressions were a little strange. The frozen monster was wearing a black robe, had a snake head, a human body, and a long snake tail. It was the first time that many people present had seen this strange creature. Hana and the other two also saw the frozen snake man, and her eyes widened immediately. "This is the snake-man clan in the rift!" Hana couldn't help but speak out. Her voice caught everyone's attention, and Albert looked at Hana, "Do you know this creature?" Everyone looked at Hana. With so many people watching her, she became a little nervous. Seeing this, Walton stood up helplessly and said, "It's like this, Lord. Hana and the others went to the Rift before..." Walton recounted what happened in the Rift. Many adventurers knew about this matter. They mentioned it in the Adventurer's Guild when they came back, but it did not receive much attention. Albert listened to Walton's story quietly. When he heard about the hideous demon, he seemed to have thought of something and glanced at Lear. What Walton described was obviously the Blood Apostle who had appeared in the Royal City, but now the Blood Apostle appeared in the Decision Mountains. Albert knew that Lear was related to the Blood Apostle. He pondered for a moment and said to Walton: "You mean there is a god of heretical laws hiding under the chasm? And these snakemen are the followers of that god?" "Yes, that's how the demon talked to the snake people." Walton nodded.
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. What Walton said was too magical, and the onlookers around started talking. "So there are gods of heretical laws in the rift?" "No wonder so many adventurers who went to the Rift never came back." "Is the beast tide that so many fortresses have been experiencing also related to the god of the heretical law?" …… Albert pondered for a moment and said, "The news you mentioned is very important. I will send someone to investigate the rift." He waved his hand and looked at Li Er, "Lier, come with me." Li Er shrugged his shoulders when he heard this. He knew what Albert wanted him to do. He handed the snake man to Letitia beside him. "Lock up these snake men. Don't get close to them. They are still alive. These snake men have the ability to control minds. Don't get too close to them. I will come and deal with them later." After Lear finished speaking, he followed Albert away. The two of them went straight back to the Stuart Mansion and came to the room. "The demon that Walton was talking about is the Blood Apostle?" After closing the door, Albert went straight to the point. "Yes," Lear answered casually. "Is it true that there are heretical law gods beneath the rift?" Albert asked. "It's true. Below the chasm, there are not only gods of heretical laws, but also the gods' followers, which are the snake people just now." Lear said seriously. Telling Albert some things would also allow Albert to be prepared. "From the information I received, the beast tide that occurs in the fortress every five years is caused by blasphemy against the true spirit." "Blasphemy against the true spirit, is this the god?" Albert frowned. "That's right. The other party controls the law of blasphemy and can steal the power of other laws to improve himself. That's why he set off a beast tide. He uses the beast tide to collect the bodies of those dead law professionals and devour their bodies to restore his own strength." Li Er explained slowly. Albert took a deep breath. He had been stationed in the Faro Fortress for decades and had experienced nearly ten beast tides, but he had never known the existence of the blasphemous true spirit. "Did the Blood Apostle tell you all this? What exactly is his purpose?" Albert raised his head. After hearing this, Lear thought for a few seconds. Albert knew that he was connected with the Blood Apostle, but Albert did not understand the Blood Apostle so it was normal for him to be afraid of him. After a brief silence, Li Er had a flash of inspiration, "The purpose of the Blood Apostles is to let the Lord of Blood devour other heretical law gods." "Devouring other gods?" Albert was a little shocked. "Yes, just like the corrupt true spirit in the royal city, the blasphemous true spirit is the same now." Li Er nodded, "Father, you don't have to worry about the blood apostle at all. He is only interested in the gods of heretical laws." Lear has been deceiving Albert, and Albert still doesn't seem to suspect that he is the Blood Apostle, and Lear will not say it out loud. Albert listened to Lear's words and fell silent. If what Lear said was true, then it could be said that Fort Faro had been standing on the edge of a cliff all these years. A god of heretical law was right next to him. Albert still remembered the corrupt spirit that descended on the Royal City of Brefil. If it weren't for the Golden Goddess of Law who bestowed divine gifts and joined forces with the Blood Apostles, and finally the Queen's ban, the entire royal city would probably have become hell by now. If the Blasphemous Spirit in the Rift is as powerful as the Corrupted Spirit, how can the Faro Fortress resist it? "Since you said that the Blood Apostle intends to let the Lord of Blood devour the Blasphemous True Spirit, does that mean that the Blood Apostle can defeat that god?" Albert suddenly asked. Li Er was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand, "I don't know about that."
"Where is the Blood Apostle now? Can he come to see me?" Albert asked again. "Ah?" Lear was stunned. "Since the Blood Apostles intend to deal with the gods in the rift, our goals are the same. If we solve the problem of the gods' fortress, we will no longer suffer from the beast tide. We can cooperate." Albert thought seriously. "And this time the beast tide came two years earlier. Could it be related to the Blood Apostles?" Albert thought of another question. "This... I'm not too sure about this." Li Er shook his head awkwardly. He was basically certain that the beast tide came early because Lillian devoured the source of blasphemous law in Sheila's body, but he couldn't tell Albert. "Usually, the Blood Apostle comes to me on his own initiative. If you want to cooperate, I will explain to him the next time the Blood Apostle comes." Li Er changed the topic of the beast tide. "That's it." Albert nodded. He had originally planned to go to the rift to see the situation, but now he simply gave up the idea. There is a god and his followers. Even if he sends high-level spies there, he cannot guarantee their safety. If the spies die in the rift, it will be a waste of time. After talking with Albert, Lear went out again. He went to the villa where he was hiding Ophinina and Sheila. Arriving at the bedroom on the fourth floor of the villa, Ophinina and Sheila were reading books respectively. As a golden saint, Ophinina instinctively hated the heretical laws. Although the source of the blasphemous law in Sheila's body had been devoured, the blood law had been restored. Feeling the breath of blood law on Sheila's body, Ophelia could think of Lear who blasphemed her, which made her emotions extremely unstable. "What are you looking at?" A deep voice sounded in Ophelia's ears. Ophinina was stunned for a moment, then turned her head and saw the face that made her hate and yet not hate it. Lear was looking at the book in Ophelia's hand with a strange expression on his face. Act II: The Imprisoned Nun Looking at the contents of the book, Lear raised his eyebrows. Ophinina reacted and was shocked. She stood up quickly and accidentally dropped the book in her hand onto the ground. The red leather cover of the book was exposed. Pagans and nuns This is the name of the book. "Ah! Don't look!" After realizing what happened, Ophénina's cheeks turned red instantly. She quickly bent down to pick up the book, but was picked up by Lear. "So these are the books you've been reading?" Lear whispered jokingly into Ophelia's ear. "Let me go!" Ophinina struggled, the magic power in her body flowing. Now Lear would leave her some magic power every day that was enough to cast basic spells. Ophénina struggled for a while, but Lear's hand held her tightly like an iron clamp. "Be good, since you like reading this kind of books, just tell me what you want me to do to you, and I will fulfill your wish." Lear chuckled and bit Ophelia's neck. The tingling sensation instantly spread through Ophinina's body. The saint collapsed in Lear's arms and stopped struggling. She bit her lip and dared not look at Lear's eyes. After absorbing all the magic power in Ophelia's body, only a little bit was left. Lear carried Ophelia to the bed and then walked towards Sheila.
Seeing Lear walking towards her, Sheila's cheeks flushed slightly, and she obediently let Lear bite her neck until all her magic power was absorbed by Lear. Li Er absorbed a lot of the magic power of the two women. After doing all this, Li Er asked Sheila: "Do you know the mesmerist?" Silla fell into Lear's arms obediently. When she heard the word "mesmerizer", she blinked, "Lord Lear, the mesmerizer is a legal profession bestowed by the blasphemous true spirit." "The beast tide in the Decision Mountains was controlled by the mesmerists in the snake-man clan?" Li Er asked again. "Yes, there are several high-level mesmerists in the clan, and one who is close to the extraordinary level." Sheila knew everything. "How does a mesmerist control magical beasts?" "In their heads there are blasphemous crystals given by blasphemous true spirits, which can influence the thoughts of other creatures." "How are the professions distributed among the snake people?" "Most of them are spell thieves, with only a few soul-spell-killers..." …… Li Er asked about the information about the snake people and the mesmerist bit by bit, and Sheila answered quietly. This is also the purpose of his coming here. Like the Spellthief, the Soul-Caller is a profession under the Law of Blasphemy, and has one thing in common with the Spellthief. None of them have any lethality. The Spell Thief steals the power of other law professionals, while the Soul Mesmer controls other law professionals. Apart from this, they have no other abilities. Li Er raised his eyebrows. Both professions were a bit strange, but in fact, their abilities were very powerful. According to what Sheila said, most of the snakemen are spell thieves. They have retained the professions of the previous blood elves, and many of them are blood hunters and blood knights. It is worth mentioning that many humans who disappeared in the beast tide were also transformed into snakemen, so there are also many law thieves among the snakemen who have stolen the profession of war law. There are very few soul-chasers. "So as long as we blow up the mesmerist's head, the driven monsters will return to normal?" Li Er asked the last question. "Yes, this is the quickest way." Sheila panted and looked at Li Er charmingly. Surrounded by the strong masculine scent of Lear, her body was also somewhat moved, and she didn't mind letting Lear have her. She is a blood elf, and Lear is the king chosen by Lillian. It would be her honor to be favored by Lear. Unfortunately, Lear didn't seem to have any intention of having a passionate affair with her. Lear stood up and saw Ophelia, who was sitting on the bed, with a resentful expression on her face. (End of this chapter)