Chapter 205: Selection (Please subscribe)

A few days later.

In the City of Gold, a grand celebration was held.

It is said to be to celebrate the arrival of various candidate Saintesses in the Tulip territory and the upcoming start of the Saintess selection.

"The quality of the Saintesses here is still quite good..."

At the same time, Fang Xing stood on the balcony of the inn, watching the parade on the main road.

One by one, the "candidate Saintesses" dressed elegantly and dignifiedly sat on the floats, their expressions pious and noble.

It attracted whistles from countless citizens and vagrants.

Sophia simply put on a white robe, yet it still didn't detract from her appearance, and she was considered outstanding among the many candidate Saintesses.

Fang Xing watched this scene and couldn't help but turn to Woll next to him.

"What are you thinking? Saintesses are to serve God and the Saint Son, and need to maintain chastity..."

Woll looked at Fang Xing in horror.

"Do you think I'm that desperate?"

Fang Xing was speechless, pulling Woll to follow the float parade, all the way to Saint Maria Square.

Here, the divine servants and divine priests of the Radiant Church had already set up the altar.

On the altar, there was a fish and a pig, both of which had already been disemboweled, blood flowing down along the altar continuously.

Many citizens and divine servants were not surprised, watching respectfully as a bishop wearing red church clothes stepped forward.

"That is Bemers, the bishop of the Tulip diocese... when I knew him back then, he was just a divine servant who had just graduated from the seminary..."

Woll lowered his voice: "How about it? Regret it or not?"

Fang Xing rolled his eyes, too lazy to talk to Woll, continuing to watch Bemers.

This bishop was middle-aged, full of sideburns, and had a very rough appearance, but his expression was very gentle.

At this moment, he was picking up the fish to bestow blessings on the various candidate Saintesses:

"When heaven and earth first opened, the sea boiled, and the Leviathan in the sea set off a tsunami... bringing disaster to the earth, only God... God saves everything."

"On the second day, God slew Leviathan..."

"On the third day, Leviathan's brother Behemoth set off an earthquake in the desert, wanting to avenge its blood relative... God forged a holy sword and sliced open Behemoth's belly, taking out its heart... the desert thus calmed its anger, and the earth no longer trembled..."

"Leviathan?" Fang Xing heard a familiar term.

In the main universe, this word implies a giant object, which is very close to the transliteration here.

This similarity, however, made him think of more things.

"In the Church's scriptures, Leviathan and Behemoth are both true behemoths, their bodies comparable to a continent..."

Woll explained: "Fish represents Leviathan, implying the ocean, while pig represents Behemoth, implying the earth; these two are most suitable as sacrificial animals for the holy... it seems Bemers values this Saintess selection very much."

Just as the two were talking, the red-robed bishop on the stage had also finished bestowing blessings on the various candidate Saintesses.

The Grand Duke of Tulip, wearing gorgeous robes, appeared on the stage.

"This Saintess selection, after my discussion with Bishop Bemers, has decided on 'pacification' as the theme..."

The Grand Duke of Tulip announced to the many candidate Saintesses, including Sophia, with a smile: "The dragon beneath the Gorong Mountain Range is restless and is about to wake from its slumber... candidate Saintesses, whoever can pacify or seal that dragon spirit will be the true Saintess of this selection!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of all the candidate Saintesses changed.

If it weren't for the fact that Tulip was a Grand Duke and there was a team of guards standing by his side, they might have broken into curses.

Dragon!

This is the synonym for terror and horror in the Tulip Duke's territory.

Ordinary people avoid it, who can pacify it?

What's more, in various dark fairy tales, dragons are the ones who like to snatch away princesses and pure young girls the most, and have to eat one princess every day!

The Grand Duke of Tulip's smile remained unchanged: "Bishop Bemers and I will supervise this pacification... in addition, you can invite foreign aid at will; there are no restrictions on this... after all, everything is God's will!"

For true extraordinary beings, they naturally know that there are no dragons in the world, only evil spirits!

But the spirit beneath the Gorong Mountain Range had reached the "Great Spirit" level, a disaster that could slaughter a city!

The more people who possess extraordinary power, the less they are willing to provoke it!

In the true mysterious world, a voodoo priest who can carry an ordinary "spirit" is actually already a very strong person.

Even such an existence, going against a Great Spirit, is just looking for death.

Sophia's hands and feet trembled, almost subconsciously looking at Fang Xing and Woll.

At this time, Bishop Bemers also looked over, his eyes carrying a smile and encouragement.

"These guys who should be taken away by the Dragon! We've been plotted against."

Woll cursed "shit": "It seems the dragon spirit beneath the Gorong Mountain Range really can't be suppressed anymore..."

"This is a conspiracy, but breaking the situation is very simple: turn around and leave immediately, stay far away from the City of Gold, and even leave the Tulip Duke's territory..."

Fang Xing shrugged his shoulders: "The problem is... will you leave?"

"I won't!"

Woll gripped the cross sword in his hand.

"So, the most unsolvable is still the open conspiracy..."

Fang Xing shook his head and sighed in his heart: "Since that's the case... it's better to unite with Sophia, at least I can obtain the latest information and a little support."

He stayed behind mainly to eat melons and watch the show.

He mainly wanted to see if this adventure combination from a fairy tale story could take down the dragon if he didn't take action?

"Hmm?"

Just at this moment, he looked toward the city gate position.

At this time, at the city gate position, a caravan was entering the city.

The caravan was the "Iron Cup Chamber of Commerce," which had been doing business in the Tulip territory for many years, and the leader had some friendship with the gate-keeping soldiers.

After handing over a few copper coins, he immediately asked with a smile: "Is there any celebration today?"

"Yeah, the Saintess selection is finally about to start... what a pity, I heard that those Saintesses are all as beautiful as angels."

The soldier captain licked his lips, revealing a smile full of cavities.

The leader nodded, returned to the caravan, and drilled into a carriage.

The interior of the carriage was actually covered with blankets, appearing very soft.

An old man who was thin as a rail and covered in tattoos was sitting cross-legged, with a crystal ball placed on the pitch-black goose-down cushion in front of him.

In the crystal ball, one could vaguely see a square, on which were a large number of figures, only they appeared very hazy.

And those figures had blurred features, the only similarity being that they all had bloody tears on their faces!

In the center of these figures was the figure of a young man.

"Outsider... the outsider who killed Great Voodoo Priest Shaman Menbasa, no matter where he flees... the 'Great Lord' will descend with wrath and annihilate him!"

The bone-thin voodoo priest's voice was hoarse.

"Respected Elder Priscilla, everything will be as you will..."

The caravan leader knelt down respectfully.

The inheritance of the Sadu Sect is primitive and bloody, and there are not many internal levels.

Shaman Menbasa is already equivalent to a regional bishop, while this Elder Priscilla is equivalent to a Black-Robed Archbishop of the Radiant Church!

Only below the Pope!

Moreover, because the number of elders in the Sadu Sect is small, Priscilla should actually be one of the most powerful people in the Sadu Sect.

"The Great Lord says... let us bring disease, plague, and death to this city!"

Priscilla revealed a pure smile: "Only death, the passing of a large number of lives, can please the Great Lord... when the entire city is under the haze of death, we will then descend with the Savior and the Gospel; even the Duke of Tulip will have to submit, kneeling down to kiss the land I walk on!"

The caravan leader suddenly felt his hair stand on end.

Because this elder really could do such a thing!

As a Sadu Sect elder, the other party bound a "Great Spirit" to his body.

This Great Spirit once brought endless plague and a large amount of death... there were even extraordinary beings who worshipped it and established a small sect, honoring it as the "God of Cat-Eating"!

It's just that, after the Radiance passed away, the sect of the God of Cat-Eating came out to spread faith and collided with the Sadu Sect.

The result is very clear; the believers of the God of Cat-Eating were all sacrificed to the Great Lord, and even the "God of Cat-Eating" itself was bound by Elder Priscilla with the help of the Great Lord, becoming his source of power!

"No... hurry! Give me..."

Priscilla was smiling, when the expression on his face suddenly changed: "Give me!"

His expression was ferocious, his facial muscles convulsed, his originally small eyes became even narrower, and emerald green radiance darted out.

Not only that, his face also became narrow and long, like a big rat, or rather—a person with a human body and a rat's face: "Give me offerings!"

"Yes, yes!"

The caravan leader immediately took out a tray from the cabinet next to him, on which were many meat balls.

This was made with cat meat as the main material, plus human blood, and various extraordinary materials, which could suppress the riot of the "God of Cat-Eating."

Priscilla quickly grabbed a meat ball and stuffed it into his mouth, eating until the juice flowed everywhere.

One, two, three...

When all the meat balls on the tray disappeared, he made a ferocious and hoarse sound: "Why? Why doesn't it work? Great Lord... are you punishing me?"

The next moment, a hair-raising sound came from inside the carriage.

Everyone in the caravan fled in all directions.

Around the City of Gold, a layer of blue-black thin fog appeared at some unknown time, spreading more and more thickly, until it encompassed the entire city.

In the fog, there were countless black shadows scurrying on the ground, continuously making "squeak," "squeak" sounds.

Gorong Mountain Range.

A mountain top.

"It's started!"

A voodoo priest dressed in Sadu Sect attire muttered: "If Elder Priscilla can suppress the 'Cat-Eating Spirit,' then follow his plan... but it's a pity, he can't suppress that bloody and cruel Great Spirit, so he can only turn himself into a 'tool' to transport the Great Spirit..."

"Using a city to be buried with that outsider, he should feel proud..."