The chief priest wept like this, and all the priests could only watch her silently, and everyone could understand her pain.

Helena was the last and only wife of the Black King Akhan.

When Akhan made up his mind to seal himself in the stone wall while he could take off his mask, this woman had just been married to the tallest and most majestic king in the kingdom for thirteen years.

On that day, everyone gathered at the Black Pyramid, the tomb that Akhan had built for himself long ago, and the six hundred and sixty-five priests loyal to him, led by Helena, prepared to perform a terrible ceremony.

They had to remove the veil of the devout for the Black King, which he had worn for hundreds of years, and then embed the Black King's immortal body into the obsidian rock wall that could shield the veil forever from the call of the veil, mixed with the material of the veil wooden box back then, to prevent future troubles.

This is a mortal process, everyone knows it, but they don't want to see Akhan's daily self-torture anymore, and everyone voluntarily joins in this activity that is comparable to mass suicide.

At the beginning of the event, Akhan stood on the altar with his throne behind him, greeted everyone, hugged his beloved wife one last time, and sat down on the throne himself—he was going to make one last attempt to save those who were willing to sacrifice for himself.

"Helena, remember, I will try to remove this shackle and the demonic creation, and if that fails, you still have the right to kill me directly, instead of sacrificing yourself!"

These are the "last words" of Akhan, the great man who has been seduced for nearly a thousand years but still has not lost his heart.

Next, he tried to take down the abominable demonic creation. He cast a powerful control spell on the mask, but it was clear that it had no effect, and all of Akhan's magical talents were brought by the Veil of the Pious. There is no way for power to betray and play with people at will.

So, the stubborn man began to try to rip the mask off directly, but the emotional agitation made him lose control of his body for a while.

"Click——!" The veil already knew the man's intentions, and actually controlled his body, broke the man's own arm, and then smashed the mask directly into the man's skull with a broken elbow, and the blood flowed, and the mask could no longer be removed by the man himself.

Helena's attendant, the new priest, the youngest of the entire priesthood, Lunara couldn't hold back, and wanted to rush to the altar to help the king, but was stopped by the senior priest next to her, the former chief priest, "Whitebeard Babu".

The old man shook his head, his face full of determination.

"No, child, as long as anyone approaches, we are all finished, and the bewitchment of this evil creature is compulsory, and even the king cannot resist it."

"But, Grandpa Babu—"

Seeing Akhan crouching on the ground in pain, Lunara felt unbearable, and she was about to cry, tears rolling in her eyes.

A tall, warm body slowly embraced her, it was Helena, who had also made the right decision, or what she and all the elder priests thought were right.

Gently stroking the girl's slightly trembling hair, Helena looked at the priests who were talking and shouted loudly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, take your seats, the time has come for the king to need us!"

King Akhhan's ritual of removing the veil has been performed four times, and the predecessors have summed up enough experience with blood and sacrifice to make it all possible to perform it normally, with minimal sacrifice.

The Veil of the Pious is a demonic creature that Akhan, even the ordinary subjects, knew about for a long time.

However, in order to fight against the never-ending invaders, this man tried to remove the mask again and again, and again and again had to wear a mask under the threat of soldiers coming to the city, and also became his wizard again, destroying the enemy with powerful spells.

From that day on, since the destruction of Akhan's enemies, the veil of lack of killing and blood began to bewitch and manipulate Akhan even more, hoping that he would take the initiative to start a war.

At first, Akhan, who had strong mental willpower, withstood the endless fragmentation of thoughts, and for almost decades kept himself awake even a little awake when he slept.

But just a few days before this final ceremony, tragedy struck, and he and Helena were asleep, and the mask took control of his body.

When he awoke the next day, the Prince of the Frontier handed him a report of the war, and asked very earnestly why the king, who had always advocated peace, had sent a sudden message in the middle of the night asking them to invade the borders of their neighbors.

After listening to the general's words and taking the battle report, Akhan almost fainted, he didn't know what was going on.

Due to one of his own mistakes, the bloody handwriting on the battle report revealed a terrifying tragic appearance, and the defense forces of the two countries fought last night because of his message, and the soldiers of the two countries combined suffered more than 100,000 casualties in this three-and-a-half-hour clash, which is terrifying.

Come to think of it, on the battlefield, there is already a river of blood and corpses all over the field.

It took him three months to appease the families of the war dead, and he personally went to a neighboring country that was already close to the grass and trees to pay homage to the souls of the dead, and regained trust with subtle diplomacy and a sincere sense of remorse.

Eventually, he summoned the priests, and when Helena led a kind of priest to the palace, she could only see Akhan kneeling on the ground in the most humble way, and when the crowd rushed over, Akhan made his request that he perform the ritual of removing his mask one last time.

The ritual has matured over countless generations, but it still requires the voluntary sacrifice of all the priests.

Akhan stressed that this time, the absolute last, although he could not be killed. So he demanded that he take off his mask and die in the obsidian so that the mask would never want to occupy his body again, and add the crumbs of the wooden box containing the mask to the obsidian scraps to make sure that the annoying and terrible whispers could not reach his head.

The priests did not hesitate, and these things were determined when they were chosen. Everyone, even the seventeen-year-old Lunara, was prepared for the king's priesthood, and they were not afraid of death.

And the only person who couldn't accept it was the chief priest Helena herself, who fled the palace on the spot, tears spilling over the inner passages of the entire court.

Behind this powerful mage and priest was just an ordinary wife, who could not accept to die in the cold obsidian of her own husband who could not die like a murdered dead.

But she was the chief priest, and she had been instilled with such a fate from the day she took office, and in the midst of such painful choices, Helena chose to escape.