As Skodadi spoke, realization struck him. He gritted his teeth again. "Well played, Grand Duke Mora. You truly are vicious! I thought it strange that you hadn't appeared. Were you trying to make me think I still had a chance? You wanted me to commit everything I had left, then use the opportunity to wipe out everything the Holy Light Church has built in the Lorenzo Kingdom over the past few decades. But you've planned this too well!"
Skodadi's eyes flashed with an unnervingly cold calm. At last, he gave his order, enunciating every word: "We. Are. Retreating!"
"Your Grace!" The priest tried to protest, but Skodadi's resolute gaze stopped him before he could say another word.
"Follow my orders," Skodadi said coldly. Once he had made his decision, his earlier indecision vanished. He had become a shrewd, ruthless leader once more.
"Yes, Your Grace." The priest hurriedly lowered his head, avoiding Skodadi's gaze.
Skodadi looked out the window again. Where the Holy Light Cathedral had once stood, everything had transformed into monsters of flesh and blood. The Evil Eye King clung brazenly to the mass.
"Grand Duke Mora, I may have lost this time, but you won't get everything you want." Skodadi's gaze was unwavering. "One day, I'll make you regret everything you've done today. I swear it by the great Holy Light..."
More than ten minutes later, a dark figure abruptly appeared beside Grand Duke Mora.
It was an incorporeal ghost, yet it had reached Legendary Rank. It approached Grand Duke Mora without a sound, lingered for a moment, then vanished in a flash.
A knowing look appeared on Grand Duke Mora's face. Clearly, the ghost had brought him news.
"Skodadi truly deserves his reputation as a rising star of the Holy Light Church. He didn't become a