And on the other side of Lorance, who had become a dead city, was shrouded in black fog, a group of people dressed in desert wind were gathering in front of the black fog.

"Sir, this black fog is strange!" A man asked respectfully at the person ahead.

"This is the power of the evil god."

The Hot Sand Priest, who was tattooed like the sun, had a dazzling light flashing in his eyes.

He was sure that the strange black fog that enveloped this city was the power of the evil god.

As the judge, as the priest of the god Sphinx, that is, the god of Hot Sand, he could keenly sense the breath of the dead coming from the long-standing capital of Lorance...

He had an inexplicable feeling that he released this terrifying black fog and killed the black hands of the entire city than the gods who usurped the power of death.

Even the light was swallowed by the black fog.

"I will clear the way for my god!" The priest held the god emblem on his chest tightly in his right hand. The emblem that looked like the sun came with a more determined heat.

"But this black fog..." The man next to him looked at the priest's expression and looked at the black fog again, and couldn't help but hesitate.

In front of me, the black fog that covered the entire city could not see any direction.

The strange black fog is like a huge city gate, rejecting all outsiders' peeping. It also seals all dangers and evil in the city.

No one knows what will happen once these black fogs raged.

And the black fog is still spreading, which means that something inside is releasing the black fog.

They need to destroy the source of the black fog.

But if they want to enter the city, then they must solve the black fog...

Now, the only way is to pray for the protection of the power of our God, and before the power given by our God is exhausted, enter the city and solve the source of the black fog.

However, the problem arises again, and I don’t know where the source of the black fog is.

Carpet-style search only.

Thinking of this, a church couldn't help but emerge in his mind.

Church of the Eight Limbs.

Recently, there have been rumors everywhere that the Church of Eight Limbs has been blessed by the gods again, and the God of Eight Limbs "Weaver of Destiny" has arrived again.

However, this is not the most important thing. The eight-part church was included in the category of evil gods a long time ago. The eight-part church that appeared again did not spread anything related to prophecy.

The great priest also said that the God of Eight Limbs has been deprived of the power of prophecy.

The weaver of the destiny of the gods can no longer weave fate.

According to the oracle that the god Silver Ember Master and the god Black Rose Lady said that this was the conspiracy of the Duke of Blood Tree. The series of evil things committed by the Weaver of Destiny were all the conspiracies of the Duke of Blood Tree. The previous weaver of Destiny was coerced and felt danger through the power of prophecy, and was forced to replace the Duke of Blood Tree.

Even, not only the Weaver of Destiny, but also many other gods in the past return to nothingness, are related to the Duke of Blood Tree.

Evil god, no, great evil god.

Now, the gods are chasing the Duke of Blood Tree. As their subordinates, the churches under the gods are unanimously hostile to the Duke of Blood Tree.

As for the church of the God of Eight Limbs, although some churches chose to reconcile, some god churches led by the Magicians Order remain hostile to the God of Eight Limbs.

It is no longer possible to count on the church of God of the Eight Limbs.

The man next to him looked at the motionless priest, scratched his head, looked in the direction of the black fog, and after hesitating for a moment, he mustered up the courage to speak:

"That... priest......"

"You can leave now."

The Hot Sand Master glanced at him.

Hearing the Hot Sand Priest, the man blinked his eyes and asked again in disbelief: "Can I really leave?"

"Um."

"Thank you, Lord Priest! Thank you, Lord Priest!"

The man who was sent, who was one of the guides in Lorance, turned around and left without looking back.

"Master Master..." The priest of Resha Temple glanced at the man who was speeding away and narrowed his eyes.

"Don't worry about him..." The Resan priest turned around and looked at the Black Mist.

"This operation is too dangerous. If we are destroyed, I will not help him remove the hot sand beetle on his body. After that, the hot sand beetle will fly back to the hot sand empire and convey our affairs to the great priest."

There was no sympathy in the eyes of the Hot Sand Priest.

When he heard his words, the priest nodded, and a trace of clarity flashed in his eyes.

However, even though the words revealed that this action was a life-and-death crisis, no one in the team of the Resand Temple left.

Perhaps it is because of the familiarity of the terrifying punishment of the judge's priest, or it is derived from a fanatical belief in the gods.

They stared at the black fog with firm eyes.

The next moment, the Hot Sand Priest had raised his long staff and swung it forward.

The howling, scorching and dry storm broke out at this moment, and everyone could clearly see the realistic yellow storm wrapped in hot sand, solidifying into a lion-like wild beast roaring forward.

The illusion of the god's attendant, Hot Sand Lion, crashed heavily into the black fog. The claws that could tear apart the desert hit the thick black fog.

With a loud "boom", the seemingly inseparable black fog began to shake, and the flames and the hot sand formed by the storm teared a hole.

Countless hot sand and storms, and the triple storm formed by flames erupted in the black fog. The scorching flame storm turned into the sharp teeth of a lion, biting the black fog that was cut into two halves in front of him.

The black fog also seemed to have a physical body, and it made a sound that made people feel sour when the phantom of the hot sand spear beast was torn.

The priests smiled:

"The Hot Sand Lion is a holy beast raised by my god. Even if it is a phantom, it is impossible for the evil god to resist!"

However, when they said this, they saw the black fog in front of them began to twist and break, and the gaps quickly extended.

It is not destroyed by the outside, but inside, inside the black fog, something is attacking the outside.

The exploding black mist spread around, and even the phantom of the Hot Sand Lion Beast was already shrouded in the black mist and roared in pain.

And all this was in the blink of an eye in everyone's eyes.

The next moment, a dry, dark, huge, dry palm stretched out from the black fog and grabbed the head of the Hot Sand Lion.

boom!!!

The flames and hot sand exploded, and then the phantom of the hot sand spearhead turned into pieces and flew around.

Then it was intercepted by the gushing black fog and pulled into the black fog without leaving any left.
Chapter completed!