You Betrayed...

So...

Is this his trap?

"Yes."

The man smiled and waved his hand. The believers beside him no longer held back and roared as they charged towards Maria.

Their numbers were vast, like a tidal wave, attempting to overwhelm Maria and the others!

But...

"Sulfone--!"

The Blades flashed, its snow-white light tinged with crimson!

"Why?"

Maria asked a question.

Behind her, the priest, his face cold, held up his longsword, protecting the Doctor behind him.

Although the Doctor had participated in quite a few battles, such close-quarters combat still made her feel uncomfortable all over.

She could even feel the splattered blood landing on her face!

Even so, she gritted her teeth and began to push forward with her actions.

"Does it matter? Aren't you happy with what I've done? You could have wiped us all out in one fell swoop, and then you could have continued enjoying your life..."

The bishop smiled.

The calm words uttered revealed a complete disregard for the lives of others.

But this indifference made Maria feel that something was wrong.

The bishop's words were essentially a confession to everyone; he was the one who led them here.

But the believers acted as if they hadn't heard this, and continued their frenzied attack.

Maria soon noticed their gazes.

He was initially furious and frantic.

But after Maria beheaded him, a hint of confusion appeared in his flying head.

"Spiritual Originium Arts?"

Maria made her judgment quickly, and the other party was slightly surprised.

"Your reaction was much faster than I expected... I thought I would be the one to solve this mystery."

As the bishop spoke, he stepped forward, but then stopped three or four meters in front of Maria.

At this distance, Maria only needs one thrust to penetrate the crowd and kill them.

But...

"Are you waiting for me to kill you?"

Maria suddenly realized something was wrong.

Their actions, while not exactly suicide, were certainly suicidal...

He should have already realized the difference in strength between Maria and them, yet he continues to approach.

This attitude made Maria feel even more uneasy.

"As expected, your reaction and perception far surpass mine... If it were me, I would have already made my move."

The bishop spoke in a relaxed tone, even with a hint of amusement.

But the words he uttered sent chills down Maria's spine.

At this time, in this place, under these circumstances, would someone so easily say something to themselves that makes it seem like the two of them know each other?

He...

"Haven't you guessed it yet?"

The bishop smiled, and then... removed his hood.

That's... Maria!

But she is not Maria.

He was merely a human form created by borrowing the shell of 'Maria'!

"Gordan..."

With another strike, Maria swiftly killed everyone around her, her gaze turning icy.

The previous questions seemed to have been explained, and all the mysteries were solved.

How could the souls of those believers be ignited? And what gave these people the power to alter the summoning ritual orchestrated by the entire civilization of the Precursor Civilization? And why did they worship Gordan?

The answer seems to have been found at this point.

"... You arrived? When?"

As Maria spoke, she slowly sheathed her blade.

She knew that for life forms of their level, the logic of combat changed.

In a battle between normal living beings, the ultimate result is nothing more than the end of each other's lives.

But...

All of this is based on one premise.

This life can be killed.

But for Maria and the others, death was far from the end of life... it wasn't even a process.

In this situation, simple physical annihilation is meaningless.

"When... I'm not quite sure either."

Gordan spoke, and even smiled.

But that smile stirred a murderous intent within Maria.

Gordan's learning ability somewhat exceeded her expectations.

Regardless of the purpose behind the other person's smile at this moment, Maria was certain of one thing.

He is gradually beginning to understand human emotions.

This made Maria even more wary of her.

"To be honest, I've already given you a chance, my fellow countryman, but I still want to say it one more time."

Gordan slowly stepped forward, holding up an ordinary dagger.

The priest standing nearby narrowed his eyes upon seeing this, but immediately spoke up.

"It was that dagger that stole the blood!"

He warned Maria, trying to make her understand the seriousness of the situation.

Maria did indeed become wary.

Upon seeing this, Gordan simply smiled.

"I'm willing to share this game, this world, with you... There's absolutely no need for us to fight... It's pointless, isn't it?"

"Gordan said."

But Maria remained unmoved.

Upon seeing this, Gordan also sighed.

"If this is your choice... then so be it."

As he spoke, he slowly raised the dagger.

Then...

Piercing his chest!

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Chapter 368 You betrayed me...

The flames are burning...

The instant the dagger pierced 'Gordan's' body, everyone could feel a strange, unsettling breathing sound emanating from it.

A deep, murmuring whisper was uttered close to their ears, as if something sticky had crawled into them!

But what's even more terrifying is that they are completely unable to move their bodies at this moment!

It was as if... someone was tightly binding their bodies, forcibly forcing them to witness all of this!

Their stomachs began to churn... as if something was constantly churning inside, trying to choke them out of their breath.

Their bodies instinctively began to gag, but they discovered that what they were vomiting was a pool of thick, black liquid that resembled oil...

No... it's not a liquid.

The Doctor stared wide-eyed, observing carefully.

Then her scalp began to tingle...

She discovered that what she vomited was a pool of liquid composed of extremely tiny insects... and they were still struggling and wriggling after she vomited it out!

Her pupils instantly contracted to pinpoints, but even so, she could see the bodies of those insects...

It has no tentacles, relying on delicate, wriggling movements to move; its surface is smooth and appears somewhat transparent, but... more importantly...

These insects all have human faces!

She has her human face!

"!"

The Doctor's breathing suddenly stopped, then became rapid, and his chest began to change dramatically.

But then, the gentle fragrance of incense slowly lingered around her nose.

"Relax..."

Maria had somehow appeared behind the Doctor.

She gently reached out, her cool fingers lightly stroking the Doctor's chin, shielding her eyes.

The soft murmur was like a light in the darkness, illuminating her vision.

"Be quiet... listen to my voice..."

She whispered, her murmured voice like a melody emanating from her throat, gently penetrating the barrier of her clothes and softly caressing every inch of her skin...

This terrifying and unsettling feeling, at this moment, seemed to become the Doctor's lifeline; she even craved more!

However, Maria did not continue to provide the girl with such services.

After confirming that the Doctor's condition was gradually recovering, she slowly withdrew her hand.

When the Doctor opened his eyes again, he found that there was no black water vomiting in front of him at all. Instead, the 'Gordan' was lying dead on the ground.

"Is it... over?"

The Doctor swallowed silently, his voice groggy.

Beside him, the priest had just stood up from his kneeling position.

Although the presence of Maria's blood made him more resistant to these hallucinations, it still took him some effort to break free from them.

This made him somewhat uncomfortable.

No.

Maria squinted.

She took a deep breath, her gaze fixed intently.

"You all go out now and warn Theresis to seal off the city immediately!"