Gospel of Blood

"Lord Leonard, the Grand Knight has been slain?"

The old duke's expression became somewhat solemn.

"It seems so. I can no longer sense his faith, and even this symbol is damaged. It's likely that not even his soul remains..."

The High Priest gazed at the damaged symbol in his hand and sighed.

"Who could have done this? Is it related to the recent phenomena in Borde?"

The duke's expression grew more serious, his brow furrowing slightly.

The High Priest fell silent for a few seconds, then shook his head slightly.

"I do not know..."

"But the protective symbol worn by Erde is specially crafted by the Holy Court and can withstand legendary powers. It's unlikely that an ordinary person could destroy his soul."

The High Priest didn't continue. But considering the recent events in the sky above Borde, the Duke quickly fell into silence. His expression fluctuated, indicating he was deep in thought.

"He's gone, and quite swiftly too. Let's see if we can find any traces. I seem to smell the stench of undead."

The High Priest said.

With that, he silently prayed, and holy light radiated from him. Extending his hand gently, he let the light fall upon the ground. As the particles of light touched the ground, dark wisps of energy rose from the soil.

"Undead power?"

The old Duke was somewhat surprised. As an experienced Blazing Sun Knight, he was familiar with such powers.

Although the Holy Court emphasized the necessity of faith, there were still a considerable number of extraordinary and ordinary people who appeared to have faith in the Gods but were actually non-believers. The Holy Court couldn't possibly verify each individual's faith, so there were quite a few non-believers. After their deaths, if their bodies weren't properly dealt with, their souls would linger in the world until they dissipated. Some, under certain conditions, would become undead.

Because of this, almost every noble territory had experienced the rise of undead incidents, and it was common for Demon Hunters and noble lords to deal with those arisen undead.

However, as the old Duke felt the familiar aura of undead, he frowned slightly, feeling that something was amiss.

"The one who fought the Grand Knight was a high-level undead? That's impossible, right?"

"Yeah, it's impossible. The Holy Light of our Holy Court is most effective against the undead. Unless the opponent was a legendary Lich King, no one could defeat Erde in such a short time..."

The High Priest also shook his head.

The old Duke squinted his eyes.

"It seems the other party wanted to conceal their traces..."

"Indeed."

The High Priest nodded. At the same time, he continued to use divine magic to investigate the traces of the battle.

"There are no traces left. Undead power is best at contamination, so the other party is likely a habitual offender."

After a moment, he shook his head slightly.

"What was the Grand Knight doing on this mission?"

"He was probably hunting down the leader of Rose Society, Sebastian Flameheart."

"Rose Society. I heard that Rose Society regained the Church's recognition last night."

The old Duke looked deeply at the High Priest, his words carrying profound meaning.

The High Priest remained silent for a moment before responding.

"This matter has nothing to do with me. I never expected Rose Society to be related to Castell, nor did I expect... Rose Society to withstand the judgment of the Holy Light."

The old Duke remained noncommittal, pondered for a moment, then said.

"It probably wasn't Sebastian."

"I've had dealings with him, and he's quite an interesting elf."

"He's a staunch non-believer who firmly believes that it was the Moon Goddess who destroyed the old continent, forcing the elves to wander to the new continent."

"He not only blasphemed the Moon Goddess worshiped on Luna Island, but it's said that he also insulted the Bloodborne Archdukes. He's a complete madman, but surprisingly not a bad person."

"However... I remember his power had already dropped a tier long ago."

"It must be something else..."

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The High Priest didn't deny it.

He picked up the damaged symbol again and infused it with a bit of divine power. However, just as the divine power entered the symbol, a chilling aura suddenly rose from it. It came quickly and disappeared just as fast, dissipating in an instant.

But in that moment, the High Priest trembled slightly. Somehow, he seemed to hear a reprimanding voice of ancient Gods.

"Scram!"

Under that voice, the High Priest's face paled slightly, as if his soul had been directly wounded. He immediately threw the damaged emblem away, swaying unsteadily on his feet.

Seeing the High Priest's condition, the old Duke's eyes twitched. He instinctively looked at the symbol discarded on the ground, ready to pick it up with his sword, but was immediately stopped by the High Priest.

"Don't move!"

"Don't touch it!"

"It's been tainted!"

"It's... the power of an Evil God! An uncanny Evil God has just descended here!"

The High Priest said in horror.

An Evil God...!

The old Duke's expression changed abruptly.

The High Priest once again performed a series of sacred purifications on the symbol, then carefully picked it up after a long while.

"The aura is gone. She should have left."

The High Priest breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the old Duke's face looked somewhat unsightly.

"Is... it the one symbolized by Thorny Rose?"

The High Priest fell silent.

After a long time, he sighed slightly.

"I... am not sure."

The old Duke became angry.

"Lord Leonard, I address you as 'lord' because you are a priest of the Church!"

"As a priest, you have a duty to report the revival of the Evil God!"

"Except for the Blood Demon Cult, it has been a long time since Borde has seen the emergence of a new heretic organization."

"To be able to kill a Grand Knight, it's very likely that it's the mysterious Evil God was the one with the Thorny Rose symbol!"

"Clearly... after so many days, her power has recovered significantly."

"Lord Leonard, this matter can no longer be concealed from the higher-ups."

"I know you want to compete for the position of Archbishop, but this is Borde! I am the Duke of Borde! I still need to be accountable to the people of Borde!"

"If this matter becomes known, even if you become Archbishop, you will be investigated and punished! All your efforts will be meaningless!"

Hearing the words of the old Duke, the High Priest's expression fluctuated.

After a long time, he sighed deeply.

"My lord, please don't be hasty. I will handle this matter."

"Humph! Please do so quickly!"

The old Duke snorted coldly and left.

Watching the old Duke leave, the High Priest's expression also became unsightly.

He glanced at the broken symbol, his expression uncertain. After hesitating for a long time, he seemed to have made a certain determination, and he put it away carefully.

The High Priest didn't deceive the old Duke. Indeed, he had sensed the terrifying aura left by the Evil God on the symbol.

However, he didn't tell the other party that even after several purifications, the aura on the symbol had not completely disappeared...

This mysterious evil god seemed to have a higher status than he had imagined.

So high that even he had some crazy ideas...