Hail the King

Chapter 935: The Deal Between Priests and Demons (Part One)

“Hahaha! The raw material that you guys brought are indeed top-quality,” the mechanical voice sounded from the figure who was enveloped by black demonic armor and was sitting on the five-colored crystal throne. He was monotone as if he weren’t alive.

He slowly continued, “However, in our agreement, I said that I need Sun-Class Lords as material. Out of the 20 people that you brought over, three of them are only at peak Moon-Class; they don’t fit our criteria. Therefore, I can’t give you a copy of the Holy Code of Hell.”

“What? You dare to bargain with the Holy Church?” the bald priest was enraged after hearing what this mysterious figure had said. He replied in anger, “We already paid a hefty price to bring you these 20 masters. Do you think all the Sun-Class Lords on the continent are idiots? Bringing you 17 Sun-Class Lords and three peak Full Moon Elites is our limit!”

“Right! Don’t try to push it!” the baby-faced priest full of wrinkles also got angry.

With their status and identities in the Northern Regional Church, their words were taken as iron laws, and tens of millions of people followed their teachings and served them with care. Even the emperors of the super empires didn’t dare to disrespect them or show them bad attitudes. They were unwilling to lower themselves to do this mission in the first place, and this damn undead creature who was dirty and low in their eyes dared to bargain with them repeatedly; this was a death sentence from their perspective.

“Hahaha! So, after 1,000 years, the humans on the continent are weakened to this degree? Even 20 Sun-Class Lords can’t be lured? So disappointing.” The figure with the dark demonic armor didn’t budge. While sitting on the throne, he didn’t even move. Also, it seemed like his mechanical voice was created by a mechanism and not a vocal cord.

This figure continued, “Are you angry? Mortals’ emotions, hehehe. Do you think the Holy Church is that great? Unfortunately, in the eyes of ‘the dead’, it is only comprised of hypocrites and clowns. It seems like after no one doubted you and disciplined you for 1,000 years, you all became dumb pigs. Poor Bugs, put away your method of intimidating others. In the eyes of the Grim Reaper, everything is fair and just.”

“You…” the bald priest and the baby-faced priest with wrinkles were enraged, and they were going to strike.

The blond, curly-haired Priest Andy who hadn’t spoken in a while quickly grabbed them, and he calmly asked, “Tell me what you want, honorable Demon Basturk of Hell.”

“The requirement is simple; bring me three more Sun-Class Lords as raw material. Only 20 warriors of death can satisfy my need.” The figure with the dark demonic armor wasn’t willing to drop his price.

“No, there isn’t enough time. Our operation has attracted the attention of some people. Even though we are in the Chaos Era, the disappearance of 20 masters will pull in unwanted attention. If this incident gets exposed, even the Holy Church can’t bear all the pressure.” Priest Andy thought for a while and refused as well.

“Hahaha! Either you can satisfy my need of 20 Sun-Class Lords, or you can give up on the Holy Code of Hell. You pick!”

The priests’ expressions turned ugly.

The blond, curly-haired priest lowered his head as if he wanted to think through this complicated issue, but he suddenly attacked in the next moment. With bright holy power in his palms, he struck out both of his hands as fast as bolts of lightning.

However, he wasn’t attacking the figure with the dark demonic armor on the throne.

Instead, he struck the bald priest and the baby-faced priest with wrinkles who came with him.

BOOM!!!!!!!!

While explosions sounded, streaks of silver runes flew out of the hands of Priest Andy, illuminating his face that looked vicious and wicked. At the same time, a lot of blood gushed out of the two priests’ bodies.

Chapter 935: The Deal Between Priests and Demons (Part Two)

These two priests didn’t know that their most trusted peer would attack them. Without enough time to react, they were taken down by one strike, and they couldn’t even struggle or try to escape. Even the busty woman in red was shocked by what was going on, and she was stupefied as she watched the situation develop further. Right now, she was struggling and trying to survive as the undead energy invaded the warrior energy channels in her legs.

“Why did this blond, curly-haired priest suddenly attack and severely injure his two peers?” she thought to herself.

“Are you crazy? You…” the bald priest questioned in anger as he was confused by this as well.

“Why?” the baby-faced priest with wrinkles also couldn’t understand the situation.

However, Priest Andy completely ignored the questions of his two peers as if he didn’t hear them. He turned around and smiled before saying to the figure with the dark demonic armor, “Mr. Basturk, these two people are also Sun-Class Lords; they can be used as raw material by you, right?”

“Eh? Hahaha! Great! This is great! I didn’t expect this at all! You priests preach virtue, morality, and kindness, but you are more terrifying compared to us, creatures of Hell, when you are merciless. Even though I’m a servant of the Grim Reaper, I’m a little scared of you.” Dark Demonic Armor Basturk’s mechanical laughter resonated in the hall, and it fluttered people’s clothes. At this point, the colorful throne under him became pitch-black already.

In the next moment, beams of black light shot up from the ground, instantly imprisoning the two priests who were severely injured and couldn’t move. Then, the black mist formed clouds and engulfed these two poor people.

“No… you can’t do this. We are priests of the Holy Church, we…” the two priests let out shrill screams of desperation as if they were beasts that were being slaughtered.

“Hahaha! Hahaha! You all deserve this! You all deserve this!”

The busty woman in red was burning her Sun-Class core energy to defend the invasion of the dark power of Hell. Despite all this, one of her legs already turned green and zombified.

Seeing this scene, she laughed and cursed; it was pleasant for her to see two perpetrators of this trap that killed almost everyone in the group having a taste of their own medicine.

The palace was filled with the screams and whines of the two priests while they died.

Since they cultivated the holy power of the Holy Church, they were able to better defend against the dark power of Hell, so the process of turning them into undead creatures was slower. Unfortunately for these two, this wasn’t a good thing; they wanted to die faster and quicker. Being invaded and corroded by the terrifying black mist was like being eaten alive by tens of thousands of ants.

“Now, can you give a copy of the Holy Code of Hell?” the blond, curly-haired priest didn’t feel sympathetic toward his screaming peers at all, and he asked that question with a smile on his face as he took one step forward. From his expression, it seemed like he didn’t commit that shameless and indecent act.

“There seems to be lacking one.” Dark Demonic Armor Basturk lightly shook his head.

“You… don’t push it too far!”

The blond, curly-haired priest instantly understood Basturk’s intention, and his face changed color. He roared, “Do you want to kill me? Do you want to use me as the last piece of raw material? Ok, come on then! Kill me! Do you really dare to challenge the bottom-line of the Holy Church? Do you even know what our bottom-line is? If you really anger the Holy Church, the Northern Regional Church can turn this little place of yours and your people into smoke! The people on the Holy Mountain at Sicily Island don’t even need to move.”