Chapter 1033 Blood Screen Projection 2
"Aaron, you are such a loser. You can't even handle the work you took on, and you still need our help. Why should I help you?"
The right eye is yellow and the left eye is blue. The two pupils flash with different lights, which cannot conceal the crazy temperament of the original body at all.
Among the black shadows in the bloody screen, his words were the most arrogant, and he always seemed to be asking for a beating. He was the most unpopular guy in the Evil God Cult.
After the blood screen projection appeared, the fishman Aaron expressed his request to other archbishops of sin. He needed at least one helper to deal with the sudden siege from other forces.
According to reports from reliable informants in the royal capital, the Navy, the Knights of God, the Revolutionary Army, the Black Order, and several pirates, multiple forces got wind of the news from somewhere and arrived in the Kingdom of Lulucia ahead of time.
The Evil God Cult had not anticipated at first that so many external forces would pour in at once. This was obviously extremely unusual. Could it be that there was an insider who leaked the information in advance?
Aaron didn't care about the internal unity of the Evil God Cult. He didn't care if a few Archbishops of Sin died. With one less person in the bloody shadow, he might gain more power.
The internal strife of the Evil God Group is very serious. If one's own strength does not match his status, and the people above him have not taken any action, the younger brothers below will choose to overthrow the boss and kill him to take the position themselves.
"You said there is a traitor among us, do you have any evidence, Aaron?"
The Archbishop of Sin rarely has a female voice. Even though her body is covered with a layer of black shadow, it still cannot hide her curvy figure, her long wavy hair and her pair of sparkling blue eyes.
There is definitely a great beauty under the black shadow. She joined the Evil God Cult later than Aaron, but her contribution far exceeds Aaron's, and the damage she brought to the world's order is very serious.
"This is just my guess. Although I don't have any evidence, the reality is in front of me. The news must have leaked from somewhere." As the initiator of this incident, Aaron is not confident enough to spread the news of the evil deeds of the Evil God Cult.
The Evil God Cult is a cult organization hidden behind the scenes and has never appeared in newspapers. Even if these incidents are reported in newspapers, the spearhead will only be directed at innocent people. The Evil God Cult has always been hiding very well.
Some major forces only know about the existence of the cult, but they are unaware that the cult is huge in scale and has spies all over the world who keep abreast of information at sea and prepare to subvert this era.
“Are there any beautiful young ladies in the Kingdom of Lulucia?”
"You pervert who likes to eat women, stay away from me, it's disgusting"
The darkness in the blood curtain enveloped the entire space, and it was so thick that it seemed to be able to swallow everything. The black shadows gathered together in pairs, and low whispers could be heard faintly. The atmosphere was weird and depressing.
This kind of casual chat was too relaxing and was useless in advancing the situation. Every Archbishop of Sin had his own plans in mind.
At this moment, a low and majestic voice sounded from the shadows, like the ringing of a huge bell, resounding in the darkness: "Be quiet!" The voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable domineering aura.
The other dark shadows who were originally whispering to each other suddenly fell silent as if they were cast under a spell.
The black shadow that was swaying slightly just now now stood stiffly, not daring to move at all.
The other shadows knew very well that the boss who spoke possessed absolute strength. In this world where the strong prey on the weak, strength is the master of everything.
They had all witnessed how powerful the leader of the evil cult was, and anyone who dared to disobey him had disappeared without a trace.
Under this absolute intimidation, the other black shadows had no choice but to obey. They stayed where they were, not daring to make a sound, like docile lambs, waiting for the boss's next instructions.
In the darkness, it was so quiet that only the faint breathing of each other could be heard, as if even the air was frozen by the tense atmosphere.
The boss' figure exuded an invisible sense of oppression in the darkness, making every dark shadow present deeply aware that in this darkness, the boss's authority was unchallengeable.
Those iconic and very distinctive eyes were flashing a strange purple light in the shadows, with multiple complex circles on them.
Just like a mysterious vortex in the universe, deep and unfathomable, each circle seems to contain endless power and secrets, and it seems to be able to see through everything in the world as it flows.
This pair of strange eyes slowly turned, and wherever they went, the sense of oppression spread like a substance. The air seemed to be condensed by this force, making it difficult to breathe.
Aaron looked into their eyes, as if his soul would be sucked into that complex circle, being ruthlessly scrutinized and crushed.
"Let's put this topic aside for now. If there are traitors inside, I will clean them up. Aaron, you did a great job on this mission."
The leader in the shadow of the blood curtain looked even colder and more majestic because of his eyes. People present did not dare to look into his eyes. They were in the same urgent situation as Aaron.
He raised his head slightly, and looked beyond the darkness in front of him, as if overlooking the entire world. His eyes were filled with a kind of confidence and domineering attitude as if he was in control of everything.
Anyone standing in front of the leader would be so awed by the powerful pressure brought by these eyes that they would not even dare to make a sound.
"We still need help in other places in Feidan. This time you go find Aaron. I will help you remotely if necessary."
The black shadow whose name was called did not refuse, "Then I have nothing to worry about. I will hold back the guy who is in the way." The sickle on his back was looming, and no one knew how many people had died under his sickle.
His demands were met, and Aaron felt that he had completed half of his mission. He waited for the Box of Sorrow to be successfully made, and tomorrow night would be the time to reap the rewards.
The image projected by the blood screen gradually became blurred, and the strange scene seemed to be about to disappear in the endless darkness.
Although the power of the altar was at its limit, it had not completely dissipated. Instead, it began to become active for the last time.
Blood gushed out from the cracks in the bronze mechanism like a fountain, and strange flowers bloomed in the air. The gurgling blood carried a chilling breath, filling the gloomy space.
As the blood continued to spurt, a figure appeared and disappeared in the blood mist, first as a blurry outline, and then gradually becoming clearer.
The figure was tall and straight, surrounded by a hazy blood-red halo, as if summoned from the abyss of hell.
The man had a slicked-back grey hair, and every strand of hair seemed to have been carefully groomed, with a cold and hard luster and a unique sense of unruliness.
Her lavender eyes were like mysterious flames flickering in the dark night, and she wore a strangely shaped necklace around her neck. It was the symbol of the evil cult, and the twisted metal lines outlined a strange pattern.
What is even more eye-catching is that he is carrying a huge bloody March sickle on his back, "Aaron asked me to kill someone, I am a little itchy now."
Feidan has been staying in the headquarters recently and feels that his body is rusting. He will not lack enemies when he comes to the Kingdom of Lulucia.