Hyper-Dimensional Player

Chapter 952: Chapter 14: All-Out War (Part 3)

This man’s courage is simply outrageous!

Duncan slowly tidied up his clothes, his calm gaze showing a hint of disappointment. He merely glanced at the Mother of Great Bliss, now standing arrogantly after gaining the status of an elector, and bowed slightly to her.

Then, Duncan turned and left without looking back, not even bothering to glance at the two Joyful Priests lying limp on the ground.

If given, use it. If not, just leave.

At worst, just break it off completely.

Duncan returned to his residence, packed his belongings, and prepared for the next step.

Dawn was breaking.

A burst of hurried footsteps sounded.

The Jester appeared outside the door, eyes blood-red, and the first thing he said upon seeing Duncan was, "The Stage Master is dead!"

The Great Divine Hall of Joy.

Duncan’s fully armed figure appeared. The other people present looked mournful, while the Mother of Great Bliss had a complicated gaze when looking at him. In the center of the crowd lay the Stage Master’s corpse, this brilliant Wandering Swordsman with a purple face, tongue sticking out excessively, eyes bulging, no longer the handsome figure he used to be. There were marks of strangulation around his neck, obviously choked to death with a whip.

"Stand aside," Duncan said coldly, glancing at the Master of Revelries standing in front of him.

He crouched down to examine the Stage Master’s body, his lips were black and blue, suggesting poisoning. He had endured inhuman torture before death, with a stab wound on his back, near the kidneys, a backstab that wasn’t fatal, wouldn’t instantly kill a powerful professional. However, the poison paralyzed him, unable to move.

Duncan uncovered the clothes, revealing the Stage Master’s body in a shocking state, as if subjected to torture. Even a piece of skin on the chest had been forcibly peeled off.

The final act of execution was with a nine-tailed whip.

Duncan could envision the scene at the time, a follower of the goddess Lavita using a nine-tailed whip to wrap around his neck, dragging him far like a dead dog, rubbing off the skin off his back, then hanging the struggling Stage Master, alive, in front of others.

Last night’s celebration barely concealed the secrets of the Scarlet Performer Sect. Before the Stage Master went missing, he seemed to be flirting with a beautiful half-elf maiden.

Silently, Duncan retreated back into the crowd.

He said nothing.

The Mother of Great Bliss gave him a glance, a hint of disappointment appearing on her beautiful face, then turned to Master of Revelries — Kovol, gritting her teeth: "The enemy must pay the price!"

"Immediately take people to capture the culprit!"

After regaining some grace and confidence with the power of the Goddess of Joy, the Mother of Great Bliss wanted to show this proud man that she could defeat these enemies without him.

The Master of Revelries’ expression was both excited and terrified. He inadvertently glanced at Duncan and then stepped forward to take the order and leave.

Full-scale war!

Whether the Mother of Great Bliss wanted it or not, her celebration of power last night invoked extreme jealousy from the Suffering Church. What was a secret church struggle has now escalated into an open you-or-me confrontation.

If one or two Divine Favored don’t die, it won’t end well.

The Mother of Great Bliss never realized that the Suffering Church was secretly assassinating her, while Duncan was secretly counter-killing their Bishop. All unknown to outsiders, keeping the situation controllable. But if they openly tore faces, it meant a direct battle.

Now the Mother of Great Bliss’s power has surged, while Duncan seemed to be retiring with achievements, others, recalling recent rumors, started distancing themselves from Duncan.

An undercover from the Wealth Church.

This was something the Mother of Great Bliss didn’t trust!

The Mother of Great Bliss’s attitude towards Duncan directly affected his position in the Church. Many who deliberately approached Duncan were now avoiding him.

Duncan was indifferent to it all.

He covertly contacted the Wealth Church while probing the intelligence around Sergen, calmly watching the performance of the Master of Revelries’ group.

Everyone, including Duncan, awaited the Master of Revelries Kovol to deliver a ’satisfying’ answer.

Whether it’s a mule or a horse, it has to be tested.

Actual combat tests everything.

As the right hand of the Mother of Great Bliss, the Archbishop of the Joyful Sect, the Master of Revelries Kovol wielded tremendous power. He could control not only the entire Scarlet Performer Sect but also command the Red Veil Archbishop, being the second-in-command of the Joyful Sect. If the Goddess of Joy — Lierla hadn’t overlooked him, he could have been the sect’s Father of Great Bliss.

Three days later.

The Jester brought news that the Dream Performer was dead.

Her body was stripped naked and hung at the city gate, with the transmutation belt still hanging, except the Suffering Church had inserted a spiked iron rod into her body.

The manner of death was equally brutal, subjected to inhuman torment.

The enemy was an experienced sadist.

Now nearly the entire main cast of the Scarlet Performer was exposed to the enemy’s eyes, who seemed to be targeting them specifically to eliminate their combat units.

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