With Silas's appearance, the allied army high priests immediately began hurling taunts.
Not long ago, this Holy City had been as impregnable as a fortress, costing them troops and generals. Every allied army high priest had been holding back a bellyful of anger.
They had finally managed to seize the Holy City, only to run into a Blood Realm afterward.
That had made them drag things out for another month or so.
They could only watch helplessly as victory, already within reach, slipped past them.
Faced with their mockery, Silas's expression was unusually grim.
He ignored the allied army high priests and instead looked toward the Sun God Kingdom believers.
"Do you know what you're doing? Are you worthy of the God of the Sun's protection?"
"You actually believed the enemy's honeyed lies so easily. As your high priest, this pains me deeply."
Clearly, Silas still held absolute authority over these Sun God Kingdom believers.
At his words, the Sun God Kingdom believers lowered their heads in shame, not daring to meet Silas's gaze.
"Hmph, Silas, you make it sound so righteous. You want these believers' lives—do you expect them to obediently stretch out their necks and wait for you to slaughter them?"
"If not for us, how miserable would their fate be?"
"So stop being hypocritical, Silas. Hurry up and begin your sacrifice!"
The allied army high priests were practically conquered by Silas's shamelessness.
At a moment like this, Silas could still stand there righteously condemning these believers.
But naturally, Silas could not possibly begin the sacrifice for real.
Instead, he continued inciting the believers. "Believers of the Sun God Kingdom, do not be deceived by the allied army."
"Everyone, immediately begin resisting. Wipe out these enemies who have invaded our divine kingdom and save our Sun God Kingdom