Jia Xiu's identity as a divine envoy was now firmly established.
What kind of person could summon a "true form" wreathed in Holy Light and instantly leave everyone who saw it unable to move? Only the esteemed divine envoy could do that. He was one hundred percent a divine envoy, absolutely had to be a divine envoy—anyone who said otherwise was desecrating the Mother of Sacred Blood!
The Vampires of Karaga City quickly sorted out this logic.
Under that absolute control, they had no choice but to bow their heads.
How could treasures from ancestral ruins possibly achieve such an effect? They had unearthed ancestral treasures before, including objects that could let someone quickly learn a strange language. That was why they had dared test whether Jia Xiu's group was genuine.
But after the test, the prophet deeply regretted her rash actions.
Though she still believed Jia Xiu's group were despicable outsiders, once the Descent effect ended, she knelt along with every soldier and the city lord, praying for forgiveness and mercy. Whether the entire city-state could survive in the future was far more important than finding out who this group of people with such mighty power really were.
The prophet had already prepared to sacrifice herself for the entire city-state. If forgiveness could not be obtained, it would be best to sacrifice only her and spare the others. She was already old. Losing one elderly person in exchange for more people surviving was a worthwhile trade. In these difficult times, every mistake had to be paid for. Her only hope was that these people—no, these "divine envoys"—would accept punishing her alone. Judging from the fact that they had released the pursuers and even brought Oren back, they probably were not excessively harsh or brutal divine envoys. Yet what the