797. The Clash

"Daring to attack the church of a true god... Who exactly are you?"

Basha asked angrily.

"Hehe... Haven't you been looking for us all this time?"

The alluring woman across from her licked her vivid red lips, her eyes filled with bloodthirsty longing. "My real name is Chris. Of course, I have another nickname too: the 'Burial Agent'!"

"The Burial Agent of the Ouroboros Ring?!"

Basha's hands began to tremble slightly. She pulled out a scroll, which gave off a faint glow.

"There's no point trying!"

Chris only smiled as she let Basha activate the scroll, then watched in delight as it turned to ash, leaving Basha in despair.

"Here, the entire forest is covered by my barrier... Unless you have a Legendary Saint Domain-level teleportation spell, you won't get away!"

"A barrier? Quasi-Legendary..."

Clear despair appeared on Basha's face. "The Burial Agents of the Ouroboros are all this powerful? Good heavens, what are you planning?"

"You can ask the great Ouroboros yourself!"

Chris smiled as she took out a blood-red dagger. "I forgot to mention: Clerics killed by my sacrificial dagger cannot go to their god's kingdom, even if they bear the mark of a true god. They can only become offerings to Our Lord!"

"Just thinking about how pleased Our Lord will be to receive so many offerings today, and how bountifully he'll reward us, makes me absolutely giddy with anticipation!"

Chris added with a beaming smile, "Especially since so many of today's offerings are from the East!"

"People from the East? So many?"

Basha looked deeply unsettled. But Ying Yue and the others, hidden in the shadows, met Chris's smiling gaze. The hairs on their backs stood on end, as if a king cobra had fixed its eyes on them.

"We've been spotted!"

The old man with