Hyper-Dimensional Player

Chapter 960: Chapter 17: Sacrifice! Clash of Light and Shadow! (Part 2)

The Mother of Great Bliss herself is not powerful enough; the Joyous High Priest still wants to win him over, but if the second-in-command of the Church of Delight also dies.

Then Duncan’s ascension is only natural.

"But the actions must be clean, absolutely no mistakes can be made."

Sharella Tebron is proving her capability to Duncan, although she has not yet seen the broader picture, she clearly has her own wisdom in the local struggles.

If this task can be accomplished, her position in Duncan’s eyes would be elevated.

Within the Wealth Church, she could become an ally of his.

Night falls.

In a secluded mansion in Sergeant, an elderly man in his fifties or sixties is hosting a guest from afar. From the room comes the restrained sounds of a woman’s pain, and soon a pale man, his entire body shrouded under a cloak, emerges with a gloomy expression. His exposed arms are covered with scars, as if scratched by barbed iron hooks.

—The Monk of Suffering - Blood Mark Priest - Villarisk (Divine Favored) (Five-star Golden)!

He was formerly a Paladin, who after forsaking his faith, embraced the dark gods.

He was once a Paladin of the Lord of Dawn, judged by the Church for certain reasons. One day, an incarnation of Lavita pierced a thorn into his heart, and he instantly revealed a euphoric smile—pain made him feel "alive" for the first time.

Now he leads the "Blood Mark Society," transforming Paladin combat techniques into instruments of torture, such as modifying "Divine Strike" into "Mark of Pain," making enemies experience a new extreme pain with each hit.

The vow he swore is the ’Thorn Holy Oath,’ a very special ability that allows the transference of pain and transforms healing spells into excruciating torture.

His very senses have even been distorted, and pain has become a form of pleasure.

"Lord Villarisk."

"This is the intelligence we recently gathered."

Feichi- Silver Tongue smiled insouciantly, presenting a piece of intelligence before the man.

His backers are the Red Robed Wizards, and although they cooperate with the Wealth Church, who wouldn’t want to take a bite out of this lucrative opportunity?

The old man didn’t even glance at the injured concubine inside the room; since he started researching necromancy, his former wives and concubines became mere tools, aptly used to appease a powerful ally.

Villarisk took a look at the intelligence, and his expression immediately turned joyful. He gravely asked, "Is the information reliable?"

The Master of Revelry, Kowor.

Number two of the Church of Delight, if he can be eliminated, it would definitely please the Goddess of Torment Lavita.

"Reliable," Feichi- Silver Tongue nodded solemnly.

Villarisk pondered for a moment, then directly picked up the barbed curiosity scourge. His unintentionally revealed skin was covered with scars, and he decisively stood up saying, "Have your people assist me in secret."

"If we can offer him in sacrifice to my lord, you will get everything you desire."

If they can’t kill the Mother of Great Bliss, they would start with the second-in-command.

At this point, Feichi- Silver Tongue hesitated, "Are you not going to wait for the people from the Plague Church to arrive?"

From what he knew.

The Church of Suffering had another group of allies, the followers of the Goddess of Poison and Disease, Talona, a bunch of lunatics who relied on fear to make others revere Talona.

Evil gods generally follow the same path.

If you do not believe in me, I shall bring disaster upon you, causing the deaths of your loved ones and friends, and should you offer me sacrifice, I might spare your wretched life.

Most divine spirits in this world, if you kill one, another will still escape.

Talona, the Goddess of Poison and Disease, is the only ugly one of the Ferren Pantheon. She succeeded in defeating and killing Lavita’s sister, the Mother of Plagues, Gibhto, during the divine war that annihilated the remnants of the Neser Empire in Aethlen City, earning the eternal hatred of the Mother of Suffering.

Each time a great plague swept across the continent of Ferren, Talona’s divine power would slowly wane, and when this trend developed to a certain point, she would once again unleash a plague, intimidating mortals into offering sacrifices out of fear and appeasement.

This approach was similar to the early War God, where only by constantly inciting war could a mighty divine power be maintained until a certain War God transformed the core divine position into ’battle’.

Upon hearing Feichi- Silver Tongue’s words, Villarisk’s expression showed a hint of disdain, and he replied in a deep voice, "To kill a Master of Revelry, I don’t need their help."

Lavita does not like the people from the Plague Church.

Neither do her followers.

People with high charm did not qualify for the Plague Church; joining them required disfiguring themselves first.

Though the Goddess of Torment, Lavita, favored self-mutilation, she was an absolute beauty and was once adored by the God of Murder, Baal. The first thing she did upon seeing Talona, the Goddess of Poison and Disease, was to mock her ugly face.

After the God of Murder, Baal, died, they both switched sides to seek protection from Shar, but they remained in competition.

Duncan looks down upon the Church of Delight, but in reality, the entire Ferren is nothing but a dog-eat-dog world in a time of decay, and Villarisk would rather take a little risk himself than seek help from those absurd allies.

These goddesses, to put it bluntly, are exploited when useful, and eliminated when not.

Not a bit is wasted.

Even now, the Goddess of Torment and the Goddess of Poison and Disease have not realized that beneath the frail exterior of the Church of Delight, a dark undercurrent surges, hiding a terrifying presence. They are still striving to please the Goddess of the Night, Shar.

The Divine Favored sent as candidates are merely pawns, and until the pawns are exhausted, they will not act rashly.