The spirituality fluctuated slightly, Agnes frowned slightly, sideways to dodge the flying poisonous fire, and with a slight force under her feet, she appeared beside the enemy.

The sharp claws clasped the opponent's neck, the blood-stained nails were almost unobstructed into the skin, the bright red blood seeped from between the fingers, and the ring-shaped bones on the trachea broke with the force of the claws.

"Nightingale, help me keep an eye on my surroundings." Agnes casually threw the man with a large chest heaving to the ground and whispered.

The leafless wood in his mind was quickly outlined, the black silk threads shimmered with a dim light, and the gray-black gauze vision appeared in front of him.

Silver-white lightning flashed, and Agnes saw countless tiny electric snakes leap over the members of the Indulgence Sect she had seen before, and several wind blades attached to the high-speed swirling wind struck them hard.

"Bring them back and hang them while tracking down this man." Agnes heard a voice of visibly suppressed anger sound in midair, and she cast her gaze into the air.

The gray-haired but energetic old man had a gloomy face, and even though he seemed to be standing calmly in mid-air, the whole person gave Agnes the feeling that he was ready to rush out at any moment and drown these subdued pirates with thunder.

Agnes' gaze swept over everything she could see, and then quickly disconnected herself.

The black-haired claws stiffened in the faint ripples before they could touch her skin.

"Nightingale," Agnes casually flipped the dark-haired monster approaching her to the ground, and called in a low voice, "Mr. Chester didn't approach the place where the ritual was, did he?" ”

"Mr. Chester has observed the battle there from a distance, and he has turned on 'stealth' just now and moved away from there." Nightingale's voice rang directly in Angnes' ears.

"Is he coming in this direction?" Agnes asked softly as she looked at the "living corpses" in the distance who were becoming more and more staggered under siege.

"He ......," Nightingale's voice was slightly confused, "he didn't. ”

Mr. Chester not coming here? Agnes frowned slightly, what was he going to do?

Judging by the scene, the Church of the Storm Lord looked like it had succeeded in stopping the ritual, but judging from the content of the words of the High Deacon that had been heard earlier, at least one of them had managed to escape under their siege.

And among those who are caught by the substitute punister...... Agnes quickly recalled in her mind the person she had just seen, and quickly realized that the person who had escaped was Jax, the "wraith" of the Indulgence faction.

...... It seemed that the mummy on the altar had also been taken away, and Agnes couldn't help but frown.

Will Jakes flee with the mummy without hesitation, will it be because he will give up when the situation is not good, or because he has already achieved his goal and no longer need to resist the substitute?

And did Mr. Chester find something? After all, it seems that Mr. Chester knows a lot about this so-called recommendation ceremony.

Numerous conjectures flashed through Angness's mind, and she turned her head to look at Vincent not far from her.

"We have to retreat." Agnes said abruptly.

The emaciated young man, who had already grown inches of black hair on his body, glanced at Agnes with some confusion, and his sharp claws cut through the chest of the black-haired monster, and the white ribs were violently broken.

He casually threw away the black-haired monster with purple blood gushing from his chest, and with a force under his feet, his body landed next to Agnes.

"What did you just learn?" He said in a somewhat low voice.

"The indulgent 'Wraith' Jax fled with the mummy, and the senior deacon sent by the Church of the Lord of the Storm was very angry about it." Agnes whispered.

"The angry punisher is bound to ...... Fight against the Extraordinary who don't belong to the Church," Agnes said in a low voice, "and our battle here is not small, and it has been going on for quite some time, and now that the Church of the Storm Lord has free its hands, I am afraid that it will come to our side in a very short time." ”

"So either kill him directly with absolute power, or ......" Agnes looked at the man who had almost completely lost his mind, and his whole body was showing a dark color, black-green gas slowly escaped from the wound, and the bloodless flesh slowly squirmed, as if thirsting for blood.

She didn't say anything more, just glanced at Vincent.

"Then we must find a way to get rid of him completely," Vincent said with a serious face, "and he has sacrificed most of his sanity. ”

"I have a way to keep him from the desire to attack for a while." Angnes glanced at the blood-stained flower in her hand and said meaningfully.

"However, you said earlier that the Indulgence Sect has three Sequence 6 on the Sea of Sunia, but at the moment we have one here, and one on the ritual side has been caught by the Church of the Storm Lord," Agnes hesitated for a moment, looking at the somewhat emaciated youth and added in a low voice, "We must take precautions against the one who hasn't shown up." ”

"I'll tell Ms. Loraine." Vincent nodded.

Agnes hesitated, nodded, and said nothing.

......

Cain Chester felt the feeling of depression that he couldn't find a specific place and couldn't describe it in words, and he unconsciously felt an irrepressible anxiety in his heart.

Although for unknown reasons, the Church of the Lord of the Storm sent a force far beyond his expectations to deal with the Rite of Recommendation, but the ritual was still completed for its purpose alone, and the missing part of the spirit of the "Swamp of Oz" was still completed, although it was not perfect because the ritual was affected, but at least it was enough to be able to use it.

The substitute had a clear lack of knowledge of the rites of recommendation, focusing on defeating the members of the Indulgence Sect and destroying the altar, while almost completely ignoring the four people who were sacrificed.

After all, once the ritual is successfully started, the occult connection has been established between the "swamp of Oz" and the sacrifice, and the most fundamental spirituality of the sacrifice will flow towards the "swamp of Oz" until the goal is achieved, and even death cannot interrupt the ritual. The cumbersome form of the ritual is only an outward display, and the core is only the first steps, even if the altar is destroyed, it will only have an impact and cannot be interrupted.

Cain Chester couldn't help but sigh, of course, this was not an accident, the style of the Church of the Storm Lord was like this, and he was even a little surprised that the substitute did not choose to kill the sacrifice directly to ruin the ritual.

However, in this way, the Church of the Storm Lord will inevitably participate in the conspiracy against the Indulgences.