Blood priests Gloria and Fredson clasped their fingers to their chests, telling the god of death Hargrian's piety, and the dark clouds in the sky responded with a dark mist.

The more devout the belief in the true god Hargrian, the deeper the Hagrian's deity and the thicker the black haze on his body.

Now, it was clear that Gloria, the Blood Priest, was more favored by Hargrian, the god of death, and the pitch-black mist on her body was like substance, a world of difference compared to the other clerics around her.

Blood Priest Gloria's originally closed eyes opened a gap, and as expected, the black mist on Fredson's body could not be compared to her at all, and she won this time with the Divine Favor!

Despite the victory, the Blood Priest Gloria did not have the slightest hint of joy, because it was completely expected, and in her opinion, it could even be said to be a farce.

Fredson is good, yes...... No, I used to be one of my most trusted henchmen, my logistical skills can be trusted, everything is always in order for you, and there is hardly anything to annoy me except for a little verbosity.

But that's all, he's not qualified to challenge himself!

So, what is the purpose of this divine judgment that borders on insult to her? What the hell is Dritan up to!?

The distraction had caused the black haze on Gloria's body to dissipate somewhat, but she didn't care, because even then she still had a crushing advantage.

At that moment, Fredson opened his eyes as well.

His shocked expression pleased Gloria, the Blood Priest - this self-defeating creature finally knew what he really was!

However, after that, Fredson laughed and raised his hands.

That posture......

Gloria, the blood priest, suddenly remembered that the Divine Judgment was to let the gods decide everything, but in fact it was more akin to a vote - as long as they were in the square and were also the followers of the Death Reaper Hargrian, then they could choose the side they supported and surrender their gods to the other party.

Although there will inevitably be a lot of loss, as long as there are enough gatherings, it can affect the balance of the gods!

The god of death is not just for one person!

When a man with 100 gods is against 101 people with a god of 1, Hargrian's choice will be the 100, because here in Anglia, strength is often more important than quantity.

But when 101 becomes 1001, then the situation is different again, because faith cannot exist by one person, quantity is necessary.

Even after thinking of this, Blood Priest Gloria still didn't have the slightest worry, because she was confident that as a Blood Priest, as the actual controller of the Holy See for hundreds of years, no one would be able to defeat herself in his base camp!

No one!

Just when the Blood God Officer Gloria was full of confidence, something unexpected happened - the black mist of the surrounding crowd flew towards Fredson in large numbers!

That's right, the Blood Priest Gloria was not mistaken, the target of the black mist that represented the gods was not herself, but Fredson!

What's wrong with this!?

Gloria, the Blood Priest, glared at those who supported Fredson, and anyone who came into contact with her gaze shuddered, and then buried her head like an ostrich.

But this is useless, under the shroud of the Divine Judgment Ceremony, it is not the apparent will of the bearer himself who determines the goal of the Divine Favor, but the true choice of their hearts.

So even if the blood priest Gloria's obscenity sang praises to her, it couldn't stop those black mist from flying towards Fredson!

"Why is that!? How could this be!? ”

The beautiful face of the Blood Priest Gloria was distorted by extreme anger, and the deafening shouts resounded throughout the square, and people's heads were buried deeper, but the fog flew towards Fredsen even more!

Gloria, who was originally full of confidence, finally panicked, and she also raised her hands, using this kind of method that she had completely disdained a minute ago.

However, the black mist that chose her was far less than the one that flew towards Fredson, and in the eyes of Dritan the Abyssal, Fredson gradually caught up with the Blood Priest Gloria, and then overtook him!

At the moment when Fredson overtook him, as if a chain reaction had occurred, the black mist obtained by the Blood God Officer Gloria decreased like a cliff, while the black mist that poured towards Fredson was like an avalanche!

Under the stunned expression of the Blood Priest Gloria, the Divine Judgment ended, and the black mist attached to her body disappeared abruptly, and Fredsen had a black robe made of mist on her body.

Dritan the Abyssal laughed, "It seems that the victory or defeat is already obvious. ”

The Blood Priest Gloria glared at Dritan and said angrily, "What did you do!?" What exactly did you do!? ”

Then Gloria pointed at the priests present and shouted, "You traitors! You're all going to die! ”

Everyone trembled with fear at Gloria's roar, except for Fredson, who had just won, sighed and stepped forward.

"Mistress Gloria, haven't you realized your mistake?"

Blood Priest Gloria glanced at Fredson with disdain and sneered, "I!? The mistake of the great Blood Priest was to believe in you traitors! ”

Fredson shook his head and said, "No, we have lived up to your trust for hundreds of years, until you betrayed us, and then we chose to leave you. ”

As if hearing a big joke, Gloria pointed to herself and smiled, "Me!? Betrayed you guys!? Fredson, you shouldn't be too happy because of the lucky victory just now, and you are so happy that you are spoiled by the soul fire!?

I! How can the word betrayal appear on Gloria, who is nicknamed Ancient!? You guys with only a mere name at the top! ”

In the Eternal Holy Sect, the name represents the class, and there are only three giants and three people who have the ancient name, and the Ya name is two orders lower than it, and these two orders are the difference in the absolute sense in the Holy Religion.

"Lord Gloria, there are three people with the name of the ancient, why did we choose you?"

Blood Priest Gloria blurted out without hesitation: "That's because I'm a priest!" ”

Fredson smiled, "That's right, that's your promise to us, because you're a priest and can represent the interests of our priests, so we're your subordinates, not Lord Dritan."

But you, betraying our trust! ”