Klein's quick sand confirmation confirmed this, and the direction of the wand was now tilted at a greater angle than the previous one when it was pointed straight at the dock.

Unless the White Onyx left the harbor before the captain arrived, it would only mean one thing—Donna had been captured by the cultists as a sacrifice for the living.

"They didn't say anything more, they just told us to wait inside the church, and they didn't even have time to clean up the body of the dead pastor Jace, so they went out with the seal."

Angel was talking to Klein and Elland in a corner of the church, and the latter looked at the ordinary travelers sitting on the benches and whispered.

There is no doubt that all kinds of abnormalities in Bansey Harbor, dense fog, strong winds, flying heads, and headless living corpses are the result of this "living sacrifice", and such a large-scale mutation has also alarmed the local "substitute punisher".

A group of three, carrying seals, among which there must be a captain of Sequence 7 or higher, is more than enough to deal with some of the local residents who embrace the ancient tradition of living sacrifices, and although there are many flying heads on the road, it is not difficult to deal with, and Donna and Cecil should also be rescued safely......

Angel pondered.

She knew that it was the best choice to return to the White Onyx and wait for the good news together, but the worry in her heart never lingered, and Klein beside her was also silent, playing with a copper penny in his hand, and suddenly bounced up with a "ding" sound, and reached out to catch it.

Fingers are spread open, and the coin numbers in the palm of the hand are facing up.

"They won't be rescued."

Klein said indifferently, but his hand clenched the coin.

This means that either Donna and Cecil, or even more of the sacrifices, have already been killed before the substitute arrives at the scene of the sacrifice, or the substitute arrives in time but fails to win the battle.

Could this be the result of Crane's divination on the White Onyx, "the danger lurking in the harbor"?

"Send them back to the White Onyx at once, and then go to the mountains to have a look."

Seeing Angel's anxiety, Klein whispered, and without waiting for the advice of the third man, Erlan, he walked to the center of the prayer hall of the church, stood beside the headless corpse of the priest, and shouted in a loud voice:

"Prepare in a minute, return to the White Onyx."

At this point, there was a small argument between the travelers, the Dimurdors and Kate and the three of them were reluctant to continue on their way, they felt that the Storm Church was safe enough, even if they had the dark red blood of the church pastor under their feet, and the Blanches thought it was so strange that they didn't want to stay for a minute.

Fortunately, the former adventurer Cleves, who had gradually adjusted his mentality, quickly convinced the people who wanted to stay, and soon realized that instead of waiting for the upheaval to pass in the uninhabited church, it would be better to follow a few "experts" who could easily deal with the monsters back to the ship protected by cannons and gun-wielding sailors.

After agreeing on the agreement, the team that joined Erlan and the first mate hit the road again, and when they left the church, Erlan closed the door of the church with his hand, sealing the dead silence of the church.

Perhaps the other priests and servants did not die or become living corpses, but simply hid in the Chanis Gate under the church...... Well, the corresponding facility of the Church of the Storm should be called something else, but the function is similar, there should be more substitutes in it guarding the seals, and not all of them......

Countless thoughts flashed through Angel's mind, she looked at the mountain next to the dock in the distance, trying to discern the location and current situation of the summit in the thick fog, but dark vision could not help her to see through the water vapor and look straight into the distance, and even the crimson moon above her head turned a faint red under the scattering of the mist.

On the way back, there were a lot fewer flying heads and living corpses, maybe it was their previous cleanup, maybe it was the punishment that rushed to the top of the mountain to attract some of them, and after cleaning up two waves of monsters, everyone came to a fork in the road.

"On the right is the way back to the docks, and it's going to be there soon."

"Flame" Daniz breathed a long sigh of relief and pointed in the direction of the White Onyx, at this time the dense fog on the seaside was a little thinner than before, and the pale yellow shimmer from the porthole of the passenger ship could be faintly seen, which made the passengers who had gradually disappeared with the effect of the "solar halo" feel a burst of warmth in their hearts, and they just wanted to climb the gangway with their hands and feet, retract into their warm room, and isolate the wind, fog and monsters from the ship.

He himself had a similar feeling, and although those flying heads were hard to hurt him as Sequence 7, holding a strange bronze whistle and using it as bait to attract waves of monsters still made him tired and bitter.

"And on the left, is the way up the mountain?"

Angel said lightly, but his tone was not a question, but a statement to Klein.

"No, we'll go up the mountain together when we send them back."

The latter's tone was tinged with warmth, but his expression was tense, and his eyes were fixed on Angel.

"It's too slow, maybe ten minutes away."

She didn't say anything "too slow," because Donna's parents still thought their daughter was on the boat, not on the cultist's living altar.

Daniz looked at the two with some surprise, it was the first time he had seen a difference of opinion between them.

But soon, the brief argument ended under Angel's determined gaze, Crane nodded slowly, took out the sunbird-shaped "sun brooch" from his pocket and handed it to Angel.

"I'll be right over and remember your promise."

After saying this, Crane's eyes returned to indifference and looked at Daniz on the side.

The sensitive pirate immediately understood the situation, hurried to the front of the group, and as if afraid that others would not know, he held up the bronze whistle in his hand and led the way in the direction of the White Onyx.

One last glance at Klein, Angel hung the "sun brooch" on her chest, held a gun in one hand, stretched forward with the other, and the invisible silk thread wrapped around her waist like a gentle giant hand, and pulled it violently.

The figure of the "painful" witch rushed into the fog and darkness like a sharp arrow.

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"My Commitment ......"

Angel recalled what Beckland promised Klein after the Great Smog, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

This caused her to make a small mistake in controlling the movement of the silk thread, and she slammed straight into a tree that was constantly shaking by the wind.

At the last moment, a handful of horizontal silk threads pulled her body to avoid the tree trunk and continued to "fly" forward.

After being promoted to Sequence 5, Angel's various extraordinary abilities from the previous sequence have been greatly improved, the distance between the mirror double and the wand double is even farther away, the summoning of frost and black flame is not limited to his side, and even the invisible silk thread can catapult itself like a slingshot and stay in the air for a long time.

This made her even more sure of the gap between herself and Sequence 4's "Lady of Despair" Panatia, who didn't use these extraordinary abilities at all, but almost killed her with "illness" alone, and if the Desperate Witch had attacked with all her might at the beginning, Angel might not have lasted more than twenty seconds.

Repeatedly using silk threads to pull her body, combined with the lightness of the "Assassin", she barely touched the ground with her feet, and quickly reached the foot of the mountain range next to the port of Bansey. In places where there is a need for a detour or a drop that is too large, they climb the cliff directly with the help of silk threads, and soon, a mountain that is not too high appears in the fog, and the main peak gathers a thicker mist, like a wide-brimmed hat worn by a giant on his head, covering the peak.

Under her gaze, a miserable white light erupted from the mist at the summit, which flickered several times before a low roar reached Angel's ears.

"Three seconds...... There is still a kilometer or so to go. ”

She estimated the distance and glanced back at the White Onyx in the distance, where a warm yellow glow lit up on the deck, in stark contrast to the cold light emitted by the thunder and lightning here.

The punishers above should start attacking, and they can't wait any longer...... Angel made a quick decision and continued to use the silk thread to climb the steep mountain range and approach the location of the thunderstorm.

The closer you get to the peak, the thicker the fog becomes, making Angel feel like the air she breathes is getting damp, and the dense fog that has spread throughout Bansey Harbor tonight may be the source of this peak, so the substitutes have made this their first target.

"Boom-"

A few more lightning flashes, this time closer, and the lightning that had slashed in the sky could be clearly seen through the fog, and at that moment, it was as if the fog had been dispelled by a violent current.

In the light, three strong, tall figures stood back to back, and around them, countless headless living corpses were almost squeezing towards them side by side.

It's the punishers!

Angel quickly redirected and ran towards them.

"Boom-"

Another bolt of lightning struck, this time Angel saw the source of the lightning, it gathered and released from the crooked wooden staff in the hands of one of the substitutes, and the tiny lightning shot towards the sky, and a second later, a miserable white lightning hundred times thicker than it fell from the sky, and slashed at the piles of living corpses, and the spreading electricity crawled on the bodies of the headless corpses like spiders, burning them black, shaking and falling.

"Bang bang—"

The other two substitutes were not idle, the revolvers in their hands fired one after another, and bright gold lit up on the approaching living corpses, purifying them of evil power.

Very powerful seals, and the three of them cooperate tacitly, but the living sacrifice ceremony can't only have these living corpses and flying heads, what about those cultists?

Seeing another lightning bolt falling, knocking down several living corpses, Angel no longer hesitated, she approached the substitute punisher team from the other side, waving in her hand to summon black flames, sprinkled on the remaining living corpses like splashing water, and used the curse to "purify" these headless and still active guys.

Swish!

The substitute who held the lightning-summoning seal spun around sharply, his staff pointing in Angel's direction.

"Who is it?"

"An adventurer aboard the White Onyx, hired to save people."

Before the lightning fell on his head, Angel quickly attributed his ascent to money, a simpler and more convincing relationship of interest than any other reason.

Sure enough, the wooden staff of the seal pointed at her drooped, and the other two substitutes quickly disposed of the remaining living corpses and came up together.

They were uniformly dressed in long black trench coats, without hats, and their hair, tossed by the winds from the top of the mountain, stood on end under the action of static electricity, and the leader was a brown-haired man of about forty years old, with small eyes, which were especially evident when he squinted at Angel.

Perhaps it was because Angel's low-hanging muzzle expressed kindness, or perhaps it was the fact that more than a dozen corpses on the ground were still smoking black flames to prove her intention, the substitute punishment team did not continue to ask Angel's identity, and after a brief exchange, she learned the real reason why the fog was thick and the monsters were rampant in Bansey Harbor tonight.

Bishop Miller, who is stationed here in the Church of the Storm, is actually the leader of a cult that believes in the "God of Weather", and the Substitute Punisher team rushes to the top of the mountain with the seal, precisely to clear the portal and deal with the "Wind Favorite" who uses local residents and travelers to perform living sacrifices.

(End of chapter)