Chapter 2175 - The Shrunken Titan (1/2)

Chapter 2175: The Shrunken titan

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

Translated by XephiZ

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The believers of the Black Church did not gather on the overn They were providing their bishop an abundant supply of energy to ensure the Cross Mark Demon titan was imbued with the Power of Faith!

If a mere leader of the Guild of the Wicked’s side branch possessed such overwhel they had overlooked

Mu Bai had suspected it right fro

Luckily, Spectre was in a rush to kill hiiven Mu Bai an important clue Otherwise, he would never have linked the source of the Deth with the incident of the Blood Sea that the Cold Prince was responsible for!

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Mu Bai saw torches when he reached the top of the mountain, each held by a disciple of the Black Church

They werewo Mediterranean-style dresses They had followed their family to become believers of the Black Church They did not have to study and work hard to enjoy a materialistic lifestyle

Unfortunately, they were unaware that they were accoedy of Green Sprouts Island They did not hurt anyone, yet they had equipped the culprit with sharp knives!

Hu for the they were told, they would only be taking the side of evildoers!

Mu Bai stared at the crowd The place was as lively as a festival He looked at how sincere and serious the believers were before recalling the rotten corpses Zhao Manyan had retrieved fro him to kill the croith a Super Ice Spell They would soon find out if they were going to Heaven or hell…

However, after Mu Bai calmed himself, he realized he could not afford to do so

These people were only being used

Even if they believed the Black Church could return to thenity and pride they had lost, it was their choice to join the Black Church They would either be shackled and thrown in jail, or live in a dream that was built on top of others’ pain They had placed their souls in the hands of their superiors Their fate was decided by their superiors, not the theless to tell them the truth, too These stubborn believers would only treat the truth as a delusion!

“So he’s the guy leading the crowd…” Mu Bai picked out so the crowd It was the man who had spat in their dishes in the restaurant!