The pink mist is gathering.
Inside and outside the city.
Spies from various surrounding forces widened their eyes, unwilling to miss a single piece of information at this mont.
They wanted to know how the Night Watchers would respond to such a situation, and these spies had already hidden nearby long before the events unfolded.
They just hadn’t expected the ritual to be so grand.
"Damn it, this kind of scene, I don’t want to see it again in my lifeti.
Look at , there shouldn’t be any fleshy growths on my face, right?" asked a trembling spy, hidden on the second floor of a building, peering out the window.
His companion beside him shook his head.
"There aren’t any. If you’re still resisting, it ans you’ve not been contaminated. Quick, take a look at , I sohow feel I can accept it."
"What?!" His startled exclamation was almost a shout, but he managed to lower his voice.
Turning his head to look.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Before you say these things, wipe the sweat off your face. You’re scared white."
"Really? That’s good! That’s good."
Though they were spies from the Enzelle Kingdom, they had never seen such a grand ritual for the Evil God.
Moreover, they were right in the midst of it.
Even these experienced spies couldn’t help but feel a chill down their spines.
Because none of them had confessed to the other about the strange whispers constantly echoing in their ears.
Thankfully, it wasn’t loud, nor could they discern what was being said.
But they feared understanding it would spell disaster, so they maintained a heightened state of tension, unsure if they were observing or resisting.
As mbers of the intelligence departnt, they naturally knew more about the Evil God’s intelligence than most.
"I think after this mission, I need a good rest," one of the spies said, wiping sweat from his face.
"Yeah, you’re right."
Their previous seriousness and calm during missions were no longer present.
Elsewhere.
Spies from other forces.
"Is this ritual going to succeed? Ah? Are those Night Watchers really doing nothing?"
One of the spies couldn’t help but mutter anxiously. To be honest, he wanted to flee, but under these circumstances, he feared even a slight escape could lead to trouble.
And his companion beside him was already kneeling and praying.
"Night Watchers, please act, the situation is getting worse, I don’t want to die here!"
Compared to the Enzelle Kingdom spies.
They both ca from other city-states, seeking identity, status, and wealth.
And did not want to lose their lives here.
All spies felt that this ritual must be under the Night Watchers’ scrutiny.
Even though they guessed correctly.
The problem was they didn’t know when the Night Watchers would act.
These spies were unaware that in the darkness, eyes had already scanned them all.
A blood-red shadow darted through the darkness, quickly gathering beside Alyris and solidifying into a human form.
"Master, it’s confird that spies from various forces are hidden in the city."
"Mmm." Alyris nodded.
A mber of the Judgent Court who reported the information glanced at the ritual site below.
At this mont, the ritual was nearly reaching its peak.
Sothing resembling a Creation Stone Fragnt was placed in the center, lding with the mist.
In contrast, around the fragnt were three peculiar items, none of which were anything but high magic objects.
"Aren’t we going to stop this, Master?" he couldn’t help but voice.
Although they were mbers of the Judgent Court, prior to this, their education first ca from the Night Watchers’ thoughts.
Faced with such a situation, they couldn’t help but want to intervene.
"Not this ti."
Alyris’s voice was sowhat indifferent.
Since most of the powerful spies are here, it’s ti to let them watch closely.
So things, once unchecked, can lead to consequences.
Only with truth before them, only with fear engraved in their minds, will they understand fear.
Will they weigh whether they can bear such consequences?
After all, the Evil God had just erged.
The Night Watchers began organizing and confronting it.
Many forces had never endured the heavy blow brought by the Evil God and cultists.
Always thinking the Night Watchers were a bit troubleso.
Yet the Cohen Kingdom, which had experienced this early on, along with the local Holy Light Church, was very willing to cooperate with the Night Watchers.
Even the headquarters of the Holy Light Church would, under certain circumstances, side with the Night Watchers.
"Ah~"
A charming voice suddenly ca from the sky.
All at once, the mist was sucked dry.
And the offered sacrifices had long disappeared.
The skin of those closest to the ritual began to show pink changes.
Either becoming smoother or more wrinkled.
The body surface began showing inhuman mutations.
Even showing signs of several individuals rging together.
Growing so filthy limbs.
And the source of the sound.
Was a beautiful figure shimring with pink special effect brilliance.
His form was ethereal, but everyone who looked at him seed to see their heart’s beloved.
His size appeared to be only two ters tall.
But the appearance was mysterious and unpredictable.
"Damn it!" Alyris suddenly cursed through clenched teeth.
"Hmm? Who did you see?" Bugreit suddenly asked in a peculiar tone.
"None of your business! Shut your mouth!"
Alyris said sowhat irritably.
"Oh, okay, okay." Apparently, truly angry.
At this mont, Alyris’s ears were already ringing with the voice of an Evil God freshly in frenzied battle.
This ti, Alyris was already forcibly making herself calm down.
Spies hidden everywhere had already been stunned by this suddenly appearing Evil God’s Apostle.
"Wake up!"
A spy was slapped hard by his companion, unreservedly knocking him to the ground.
"Hiss~ What are you doing?"
"If I hadn’t woken you, you’d almost have flipped out from here and charged over, you damned fool! Don’t drag down to hell!"
The hitting spy roared, his heart racing. He too finally managed to peel his gaze away from that srizing figure.
"Damn it, may the Holy Light... Night Watchers bless us."
"Thanks, Night Watchers... What do Night Watchers believe in?"
"How should I know."
"Fine then, Night Watchers bless us, if they don’t act soon we’re done for."
"Should we run?"
Just as he uttered those words.
A brilliant light ball suddenly erged in the city’s sky, instantly dispelling the night completely.
A blood-red figure unhesitatingly collided with that magical figure in the sky.
The sudden attack and powerful strike instantly slamd the magical figure to the ground.
The blood-red figure was none other than Alyris.
Her entire body already wrapped in blood-colored threads like veins, and the sword in her hand had transford into a blood-red greatsword.
She rcilessly pierced through the figure on the ground.
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