Chapter 200: Defeated (Please subscribe)

Light!

Pure white radiance condensed, resembling a massive cross.

Beneath the cross, the original Deer-Headed Spirit had disappeared without a trace.

"I... in the name of the Holy Spirit!"

Woll's face, however, did not have the slightest relaxed expression; one hand held the cross sword, the other gripped a necklace around his neck: "Evil... retreat!"

The darkness all around seemed to have received a heavy blow, retreating slightly backward for a distance, but it did not disappear...

On the contrary!

The ground squirmed, followed by a large number of vines breaking through the soil, winding toward everyone like pythons.

These "vines" were full of barbs and carried a metallic luster.

Even more terrifying was that they carried rich evil deity pollution, causing even extraordinary beings to have their minds controlled, unable to make any corresponding resistance!

Stomp!

Fang Xing stomped his foot, and a force penetrated into the earth along his shoe, shattering the "evil deity aura" that was gathering underground.

If this evil deity aura was not shattered, those vines would only be endless.

He leaned against the carriage, his demeanor relaxed and comfortable, looking very much like a guest watching a show: "Come on... wandering knight, draw your sword for your justice!"

"Druid? Or voodoo priest? Mage?"

Woll's heart stirred; he brandished the cross sword in his hand, cutting off the vines winding toward him, knowing he had misjudged.

This outsider was not an ordinary person!

"Also... a traveler who can wander until now without dying must have some skills."

Woll took out a bottle of holy water and applied it to his eyes.

Light seemed to seep out from his eyes; with the help of this radiance, he saw through the black fog and saw the Deer-Headed Spirit with a human body and a deer's head!

"I swear, I will be pious!"

"I swear, I will protect the weak!"

"I swear, I will repel evil!"

Woll muttered the knight's motto, aiming the blade of the cross sword at his own palm.

This blade was extremely sharp; with just a light cut, blood seeped out.

Once the blood stained the blade, his figure lunged out like a giant bear: "Sorrowful Cross Slash!"

Whoosh!

The cross-shaped radiance reappeared.

Only this time, within the radiance, there were also traces of blood color.

This scarlet was not bewitching, but instead carried a bit of a masculine feeling.

The blood-red cross sword light slashed onto the Deer-Headed Spirit, causing its figure to retreat continuously, completely disappearing into the darkness.

Swish!

This sword light seemed to simultaneously slash open the night sky, allowing light to seep in, revealing the original road.

"Praise the Radiance, praise the Holy Spirit..."

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Sophia saw this scene and couldn't help but mutter a prayer.

"Hurry!"

Woll, however, widened his eyes: "Spirits cannot be killed... I can only force it back temporarily, but at the same time, I have angered it..."

He looked at Fang Xing: "I'll drive the carriage; would this young druid or mage like to come along?"

"Correction, I am not a druid or a mage... strictly speaking, I am more like a knight, a wandering knight like you. However, I still thank you for your invitation; you don't need to worry about the journey ahead, because... I will take action!"

Fang Xing was not using his Jin Dan to transform mana right now; he was just a pure martial artist.

Hearing this, he smiled slightly and also sat on the carriage.

Woll didn't say much more and flicked the horse whip.

The carriage immediately moved forward, and after not even a hundred meters, they saw a shocking scene.

On the trees on both sides of the road, one corpse after another had been strung up at some unknown time.

They were arranged in a cross shape, their limbs all pierced by tree branches, blood flowing down along the branches all the way.

"My God... it's that group of robbers who should have been taken away by the Dragon."

Sophia covered her mouth, her face somewhat pale.

"Should have been taken away by the Dragon... what does that mean?"

Fang Xing asked somewhat strangely.

"This is a proverb in the Tulip territory, similar to 'damn it'..." Woll shrugged his shoulders: "Anyway, that's how you should understand it... The nearest city here is Duncan City, where there is a great cathedral of Radiance; if the Deer-Headed Spirit dares to chase us there, we will unite with the divine priests there and seal it at the bottom of the cathedral."

The Radiant Church naturally also possesses extraordinary power.

Moreover, its promotion system is very clear, from the lowest-ranked divine servant, meaning servant of God, to the "divine priest" who can perceive the divine and perform divine arts... then to the "bishop" who presides over a regional church, and then to the "cardinal bishop" at the center of the Church; they mostly wear black robes, so they are called "Black-Robed Archbishops."

At the pinnacle of this system is naturally the "Pope" of the Radiant Church; he is regarded as the spokesperson of God on earth, the person closest to the divine...

"I actually have a question in my heart... what is the relationship between the 'God' worshipped by the Radiant Church and the 'Great Lord' worshipped by the Sadu Sect?"

Fang Xing asked curiously.

Actually, he wanted to ask if the Radiant God was an "origin spirit."

But this kind of thing is an offense the moment it is spoken.

Even now, Woll seemed to have the intention of hitting him: "My Lord is the only God... the rest are false gods."

"In other words... the believers of Radiance default to the 'Radiant God' being one level higher than the 'Great Lord,' an existence above the origin spirit?"

Fang Xing nodded in his heart: "I heard a voodoo priest say... the Radiance has passed away?"

"My God, what kind of blasphemous words are these?" Sophia couldn't help it: "I should let the Dragon take you away..."

"The Radiance has never passed away..."

Woll shook his head; as a wandering knight, after leaving the Church's Knight Order, he had seen many people and would no longer be as mindlessly fanatical as before, drawing his sword upon hearing slightly disrespectful words.

What's more, the Deer-Headed Spirit was attacking at any time, and the person next to him was of unknown depth.

Naturally, he couldn't add a new enemy.

As for what was said before about taking action or not?

Just listen to it!

Just as the Deer-Headed Spirit was forced back.

Inside the manor.

On the altar, two lines of bloody tears suddenly flowed from the pitch-black eyes of the original deer head.

"Damn it... how did a Radiant Knight suddenly pop up?!"

Voodoo priest Shaman Menbasa's aged face became incomparably ferocious: "People of the Radiant Church... all deserve to die! Someone come!"

He shouted in a deep voice, and the gatekeeper outside walked in, his eyes entirely white.

"Go... prepare enough offerings!"

Shaman Menbasa gave the order, and the gatekeeper immediately walked out; before long, several screams came from within the manor.

Soon, he walked into the secret chamber holding a tray.

On the tray was a human head, the skullcap lifted, two tree branches inserted, and blood flowing out from the facial features.

"Deer-Headed Spirit... please accept my offering..."

Voodoo priest Shaman Menbasa began to dance a strange dance again, his body beginning to twist in a way that violated physics, and his face also began to distort, seemingly turning into another face.

Stab!

A purple-black tongue darted out like a snake, quickly drilling into the deer head.

Great Voodoo Priest Shaman Menbasa's eyes rolled back, and his body began to convulse violently, as if his soul had left his body...

"It's here!"

On the carriage, Fang Xing suddenly smiled slightly.

"Hmm?"

After another while, Woll finally drew his cross sword belatedly, and seeing the radiance on the blade, he looked at Fang Xing with some suspicion.

The surrounding road didn't know when it had become hazy, and a layer of thin fog was spreading continuously.

From the forest by the side of the road, the Deer-Headed Spirit walked out again.

"Now it can be confirmed, this natural spirit is definitely being driven by someone..."

Fang Xing stood up and stretched casually.

Boom!

Following his movement, it was as if a furnace rose up all around.

A large amount of white fog was evaporated, and even the darkness was dispelled, revealing the true form of the Deer-Headed Spirit shrouded in the fog.

That was a spirit with a deer's head and a human body, its human waist wrapped in animal skin, and two large antlers growing on its deer-like head.

These two fan-shaped, branched antlers were almost larger than its body.

At this moment, between the antlers, there was still a human head.

This human head was incomparably aged, its hair like a rope, connecting to many antler branches, making it hang between the antlers like a spider weaving a web.

"It's voodoo sorcery... there's a voodoo priest cursing us!"

Woll's expression changed.

"It's coming for me."

Fang Xing could now be certain.

He had seen this aged face in the voodoo priest's memory.

The other party should be called Shaman Menbasa, a Great Voodoo Priest of the Sadu Sect.

"What a pity... did it only lure one person?"

Fang Xing sighed, a point of golden light emerging from his body, which then transformed into a golden sun.

Under the shroud of the golden sun, countless pitch-black vines instantly turned into torches!

Not only that, those dots of golden flames even shrouded the Deer-Headed Spirit.

"Ah!"

The human head on top of the Deer-Headed Spirit screamed, and Shaman Menbasa's aged voice came out: "This... whose spirit ability is this? Outsider... don't think you've won..."

"If I don't kill you, how can it count as winning?"

Fang Xing leaped lightly, his figure arriving beside the Deer-Headed Spirit from the carriage.

His mental powers were far-reaching, and it seemed that along the connection of this aged head, he saw a manor, saw the aged voodoo priest, saw the altar from which blood was flowing...

"Die!"

Fang Xing pointed lightly, landing on the center of the aged head's brow.

His martial will was highly condensed, resembling a long spear, and along the mysterious connection in his mind, it arrived at the manor.

"Ah!"

Inside the secret chamber, a scream suddenly rang out.

"Great Voodoo Priest!?"

The gatekeeper immediately entered, only to see the Great Voodoo Priest's corpse lying on the ground, a bloody hole broken in his forehead.

"The Great Voodoo Priest is dead?"

The gatekeeper's expression was somewhat strange, first incredulous, then carrying a trace of ferocity and ecstasy: "Haha... you old guy, you're finally dead, I... I can become the new Great Voodoo Priest!"

It's just a pity that he was happy too early.

Shaman Menbasa's corpse suddenly shed a layer of mask, and then, a purple-black tongue suddenly darted out, drilling into the gatekeeper's mouth.

The gatekeeper immediately fell to the ground, his body convulsing continuously.

A few seconds later, he climbed back up and touched his face: "Who exactly is that person? Actually... actually..."

Recalling that finger just now, a look of incredulity appeared on Shaman Menbasa's face.

Because in his memory, that figure seemed to have come alive, appearing before him again, and delivering that finger!

"No... must not think... must not recall..."

"I..."

The gatekeeper who had been possessed had a look of extreme panic, yet he found it difficult to stop his own thoughts.

Finally...

Bang!

A bloody hole also appeared on his forehead, and he turned into a corpse, falling to the ground.

This time, no purple-black tongue appeared.

On the contrary, as time passed, a layer of corrosive darkness gradually shrouded the entire manor, and a figure wearing a mask, with only the upper body and paint on the chest, emerged, beginning to wander through the manor, killing indiscriminately.

This was after Shaman Menbasa died, the spirit within his body lost its restraint and began to wreak havoc...