Dim lights flickered from an unknown source.
The fierce shadows of a throne at the end of the darkness were illuminated, along with the figure lounging lazily upon it, resting their chin, and gazing down condescendingly.
A mocking laughter.
It stunned the beast, frozen like a bolt from the blue.
The face was indiscernible, even hard to tell exactly what it was...
Sticky and eerie black flas surged and flowed, engulfing his face and body. In the black hole on his chest, the essence of Great Evil shifted constantly, rotating without rest, never set.
What amazed him even more was the sinister and sharp seven-cornered crown on the approaching figure's head, so familiar...
Under heaven, across the entire present world, at this ti, there is only one person who could appear this way!
"Lu...Lu..."
On top of the altar, the beast's eyes quivered in terror, trembling uncontrollably, shouting in a piercing scream:
"——Lu Changsheng!!!"
No one responded.
The black fla shadow simply looked down with contempt, yawning wearily.
Indifferent.
But after the initial terror, anger, and hatred, what surprised Ji Jue was that in the beast's eyes, there appeared an indisputable...
——Ecstasy?!l
Imdiately following, even more surprising words rang in his ears.
"Kaelbasu from the Evil Cult, under the Golden Branch Source, of the Unsought lineage · Assistant Priest, kneels to the Sacrificial Master Saint!"
Amidst layers of shackles, the beast strained to lift its head, bowing frantically: "May the Saint soon turn evil into righteousness, ascend the supre seat, and command the present world!"
What is this?
Ji Jue was stunned.
Holy mother of 'our own', isn't the Evil Cult's composition a bit too damn mixed... they've completely filled you in!
Only endless flattery from the beast nad Kaelbasu could be heard, bowing madly under the piercing long nails, moved to tears and choking continuously: "Thank heavens, you're finally back, boo-hoo, we've been miserably exploited by that pack of old wolves!
Sacrificial Master Saint, you must stand up for us!"
But as he spoke, he began to falter.
For there was no response.
Only the cold gaze and overlook, until he finally ceased his endless chatter, after a long ti, in terror, heard the indifferent voice from the throne:
"Have you seen before?"
"I have, I have, seventeen years ago, when I was promoted to Assistant Priest, I once followed the Unsought Main Priest and attended your enthronent ceremony, fortunate enough to glance at you amongst the crowd."
Kaelbasu grinned obsequiously, hurriedly explaining: "Who would have thought, seventeen years later, I'd be so fortunate..."
"I too did not expect such outstanding talents in the cult."
The sneer from the throne rose: "To have bred such a beast, capable of hiding deep within the heart of the Empire."
Kaelbasu was about to speak, but heard the mocking sigh in the fla shadow.
"Shekri must have put in quite a bit of effort, huh?"
Imdiately, he was struck as if by lightning.
Tears stread uncontrollably.
Finally understanding why he suffered such a disaster, finally understanding why he was exposed.
The beast trembled, wailing in agony: "The Saint misunderstands, the Saint misunderstands! The cult is facing great calamity, its backbone scattered, I had to coax and feign compliance with White Country's wolf to survive, but my heart has always been towards the cult, towards you, the Saint!
All this ti, I hid and ducked away, simply to keep my life, prepare this frail body for the Saint's great endeavor, this heart and sincerity, witnessed by all evildoers!"
"If it's useless talk, then don't say it."
The indifferent voice interrupted his attempt at fealty. "Since I hold the Heirloom Seal in hand, the destined of heaven, surely I shall reorganize the Evil Cult, accomplish unprecedented feats, transform evil to righteousness, rebirth the Holy Dynasty.
If you're the type to continue hesitating, truly wanting to turn from darkness to light, then don't waste my patience any further!"
The cruel fla shadow on the throne rose, gazing down: "——Tell , where is that stray dog Shekri?!"
Kaelbasu froze, rigid, stunned in place.
His eyes shook.
His mouth opened and closed, yet no sound ca out, so terrified almost shedding tears of blood: "Saint, I truly don't know..."
Heaven's witness, he really doesn't know!
Even within the sa Wolf Evil system, wolves are not like family.
Even within the sa faction, there's still heavy guard against one another.
His place of hiding is even more secretive, how could it be easily revealed?
Though shaped from the White Country's collective mutant conversion into the Wolf Pack, how could soone like Kaelbasu who enjoys playing both sides ever earn Shekri's trust?
A few months ago, that dog thief Shekri returned to the White Country pack, usurped the lead wolf's position, and began gathering everyone to lurk around White Country, including Kaelbasu, who was dragged in due to the Evil Cult, akin to a stray dog, as if planning sothing major.
Within that, Kaelbasu didn't even count as a confidant, at most just a tool for single-line communication.
In his stamring, he couldn't help but shake violently, sensing the throne's fla shadow's gaze growing colder, hesitating repeatedly, finally deciding to speak:
"Although I don't know Shekri's exact whereabouts, I have so guesses about that beast's plots, only...only..."
His speech suddenly paused, peeking at the fla shadow on the throne, trying to discern the expression, haggling over the price, yet heard a hearty laugh.
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