Chapter 56: The Actor
Salk fell to his knees on the spot, lying on the ground, not daring to raise his head, his back soaked with cold sweat. "The contemptible Salk Dur comes to my lord, may the light of the dark sun shine on the earth forever, and the flames of destruction burn every believer of a magic*!"
From that day on, Ciric was an adventurous companion with the goddess of magic, Mystra, and the god of death, and later became a god at the same time, and from that day on, Ciric hated both of them so much that the cultists could only follow and curse the goddess of magic.
Salk wondered why Ciric's incarnation rarely descended on the main plane, so why he suddenly found him.
"Go, I don't want to see you again now. Now go and bring your father here. β
"Now?" Salk was stupid, it was almost midnight now, and although his father was also near Fanya, it would take him four hours to come and go.
"Get out! Are you pigs with in your head? I even want to say it the second time!? Do you want me to cross that's territory and ask Moorn? Get lost! Or die! β
A heart-piercing cold sensation spread throughout Salk's body, he didn't know if this was the so-called divine power, anyway, the terrifying soul fluctuation had already made him scared and depressed, and even his hands and feet were weak.
At this moment, a word from Shirek came from behind him: "Tell your father, the fire of the dark sun has burned the void." β
When he came to his senses, Salk realized that he had crawled out of the back garden, beside him his closest chief of guards and chief maids.
An irrepressible anger spread throughout his body, and he almost wanted to kill all the people present on the spot, but he didn't dare to do so, Ciric was still waiting inside. Even if you want to do anything, you have to serve the god inside who is a million times more uncle.
"Lock off the back garden, anyone who goes in will be killed. The adult inside will do whatever he wants, and he must obey. You will come back to Wall City with me now. β
After arranging for the chief of the guard to seal off the garden, Salk hurried with the chief attendant.
Two hours later, thanks to Salk, the only son of Count Morne Defia, the lord of Wall City, and all the guards knew him, otherwise they would not have been able to call the gates open in the middle of the night.
In the secret room of the City Lord's Palace, Salk met his father, who had just gotten out of his mistress's bed.
Moorne was fifty years old, and had a typical goatee, and although his beard was gray, his muscles were still very strong, and he could not be seen to be an old fellow in his fifties.
"What? You said you met the incarnation of our Lord? That's not right, I just got the oracle yesterday, why did my lord suddenly come to incarnate? As Morn said this, he suddenly remembered Ciric's chaotic and disorderly ways, and he was a little unsure: "You tell me more about how you met the incarnation of my master." β
Salk recounted the scene in detail.
Exactly the same, the details that Salk said could not be fabricated by outsiders. The Murder Church is secretive, and only the Twelve Priests have seen the incarnation of Ciric with their own eyes.
Originally, Morn was still a little worried, after all, Ellison's soul was captured by the Phantom Goddess and caused a huge earthquake in the church. However, when he heard his son say the phrase 'the fire of the dark sun burned the void', Morne suddenly shuddered and had no doubts.
"Let's go!"
With a few guards, the Morne father and son rode for two hours in a frenzy, and finally arrived before dawn.
When he went to the villa, Moorn found that his son's captain of the guard had a very bad face.
Finding that the hand of the chief guard was trembling with anger, the Count of Morne asked, "What?" β
"An hour ago, the one inside ...... The adult suddenly said that he was bored and wanted to kill. β
"Huh?"
"Chamak and Filip are dead."
The Count didn't speak, but patted the chief guard on the shoulder, and then led his son into the back garden. No one knows Ciric's madness and service better than the Twelve Priests.
"No matter what happens, no sound is heard. This is an absolute imperative. The Count commanded.
Entering the garden, the Count believed Ciric at the first sight. This Shirek avatar overlapped with the one he remembered.
Bow your head and chant Ciric's praise.
Ciric's high-pitched voice came, "What happened to what I told you?" β
"Contemptible people are not sure if the target is ......"
"Confirmed? I don't need to identify enemies! All mortals who refuse to fear my power let him die! Moen, what did I tell you? The second half of a point of doubt? β
"A suspicion, very killing! Let the lowly mortals fear and turn to faith in Our Lord! Moorn knelt humbly, glad that Shirek could still be nicknamed Moen. At least Ciric's anger wasn't surging.
"Well, tell me why Princess Effie is still alive!?"
"Great dark day, didn't you send down an oracle the night before? I haven't had time to ...... yet."
"You're missing your chance, idiot! You don't take the opportunity for Effie to leave the imperial capital, can you murder Ephein in the imperial capital with those wastes under your hands? β
"But this is the territory of Goddess Chenny."
"I don't want to hear this kind of cowardly justification." Suddenly, Ciric threw eight huge nails as thick as his thumb and full twenty centimeters long: "You know the rules. β
As the Twelve Priests who knew Ciric's character best, Morne knew that this was already Ciric's Grace. In retrospect, he was still not decisive enough, and should have ambushed Princess Effie before she left the imperial city last night before Fanya.
Morn had nothing to say about this descent.
The only thing that made him a little reluctant was that the nail was in two parts, which meant that his own son would be punished together.
For pastors, the command of the gods is absolute.
Despite his son's terror and weak resistance, Moorn used a swift move to pierce the spikes through the palms and soles of his son's feet, who were kneeling on the ground. Then, with the wailing of his son, he nailed the nails deep into the ground through the top of his feet.
After completing the torture of nailing his left hand with his right hand, Morn gritted his teeth, bit the last nail with his mouth, and stabbed it into the palm of his only free right hand.
Severe pain, pain into the heart.
Moorn knew he couldn't hold back, and my lord wanted to hear their howls of pain.
Morn and Salk wailed in pain as they chanted the name of Ciric and sang the praises of his strength. They knew that forgiveness could only be obtained when Ciric was satisfied.
After some time, Ciric walked up behind them. Morn didn't dare to look up, even though he had become extremely weak from the massive blood loss, he still kept his head down reverently.
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the back of his neck.
Morn was one of the few warriors among the Twelve Priests, and the Golden Warrior's powerful immunity allowed him to barely withstand the blow.
"Cut ......" seemed to have a disdainful low scolding behind his head.
"My lord! Why? In his confusion, Morn felt a sharp pain again, and he found that his vision was spinning.
Hey? Is this my body?
Why is there white in the black eyes of our lord?
The sky began to light up slightly.
The morning mist began to envelop the city.
In the early morning, the chief of the guard, who finally couldn't bear it, rushed into the back garden, only to find the headless bodies of his lord and young lord lying in the back garden.
For a moment, the head of the guard's face turned blue. He was also a follower of Ciric, but he wasn't sure what was going on.
Spikes through the palms of the hands and soles of the feet...... This punishment has the typical flavor of murder of the church.
However, the headless corpse, it is really difficult to say whether Ciric personally gave the death of the earl's father and son.
The chief guard didn't know what to do.
On the other hand, Raven was in a good mood. Looking at the system prompts, I couldn't help laughing out loud after all, and I was shocked by a forest of birds.
Start by scaring Salk.
"You unleashed a skill bluff, and you made a non-magical hint to the statue of Salk DΓΌrer, disguised as a murder in the Church camp. Due to your knowledge of the Murder Church, you gain an additional 8 multiplier when you hit. β
"Successful verification! Salk takes your word for it. As a result of your flawless performance, you have indirectly deceived an opponent who is far superior to you. Your acting skills have been greatly improved, and your skill level is now 65. Your Deception skill has been greatly improved, and your skill level is now 70. β
"You've worn the title, and now Salk, the murderous Church member you're hostile to, must undergo a mandatory will check...... Target check failed! Morale is reduced by two points. β
And then there's the time to face Moorn:
"You unleashed a skill bluff, and you made a non-magical hint to the Moorn DΓΌrer statue, disguised as the god of murder. Due to your deep knowledge of the physical details and language habits of the murder god Cirek, you gain an additional 10 bonus when you judge. β
"Successful verification! Morn believes that you are the Shirek himself. Thanks to your flawless performance, you have once again deceived an opponent who is far superior to you. Your acting skills have been greatly improved, and your skill level is now 80. Your Deception skill has been greatly improved, and your skill level is now 82. β
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"You observed the target's three breaths before you sneak up on your melee weapon and deal damage, and this sneak attack adds extra damage."
"Your attack can't pass the target's tenacity check, and the lethal sneak attack is changed to normal damage, and you deal a total of 18 damage to the opponent."
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", you bypass the opponent's tenacity check and hit the target directly. You cut off the opponent's cervical vertebrae, and all damage turns into fatal damage. β
"You deal 981 damage to the target Morn DΓΌrer and the target dies."
"Discovered that the target has 1 murder divinity, which is absorbed by the Phantom Goddess's token. The verbal contract is established! β