483 Who Is Behind (1/2)

Lucien, who now looked just like an ordinary man, walked along Solna River to the slum, where many secret altars were located.

Those false gods including the God of Storm and the Mother God of the Earth were unwilling to give up this rich and prosperous source of believers just like this, thus they had left their secret preachers here. Lucien had been looking for them, in an attempt to find out how these false gods were doing, and thus he could infer how much Ell and Francis had progressed.

Lucien had been spreading out the story, half true and half fake, for over half a month. From today, Lucien was going to stop and leave the rumors to ferment on their own. The merchants and traders would carry the words to the rest of the places in this world. Those who were paying attention would notice.

Lucien planned to wait patiently from now on, waiting for a chance to get out of this dangerous situation.

Lucien felt the moist evening wind on his face coming from Solna River. At nightfall, the air had become cooler.

Suddenly, his left hand twitched uncontrollably. Lucien's head buzzed, and he felt coldness climbing up from his lower back.

Lucien was very concerned. This had not been the first time. And it was getting more and more frequent these days.

Lucien had thought that it was because Alterna was about to wake up after the half month's sleep or was hungry, and he was about to try to find a relevant godhood to feed Alterna. Yet after the repeated twitches today, he realized that the threatening coldness came from himself!

Lucien wondered if Alterna was trying to remind him something. Maybe Alterna had found something wrong with his body after sneaking into his left hand. Was it because there was something imbalanced between his body and soul?

No matter what, Lucien knew that the problem was from himself. He was very concerned, as he was well aware that there were countless cursing spells in the main material world!

He had to figure this out tonight.

Lucien put aside all his concerns and walked into the slum wearing his linen robe. This time, he disguised himself as a secret follower of the Mother God of earth.

”For your prayers?” Said a pauper walking past him in a low voice. The pauper cast a look at Lucien and showed him the direction.

Lucien whispered. ”Yes, I'm looking for Priest Angrist.”

Following the way the pauper showed, Lucien walked down the shabby street and ran into a few more followers, who further directed him to an ordinary-looking mud hut.

Lucien touched his face, the face that did not belong to him. It felt nice to have a face that was recognized by the other followers — The first time when he came here, he had to use a series of mind spells to make his way.

Pushing open the door of the mud hut, Lucien saw a skinny old man who was kneeling on the floor and kissing the ground.

”Priest Angrist, sorry for my interrupting,” said Lucien politely.

Angrist's wrinkled face was written with a big smile, ”don't mind it. I am very glad to hear that two false gods have fallen.”Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

Since the churches were now preaching secretly, the number of potential followers had been greatly reduced. As a result, the conflict between the six churches had become harsh and direct, and the relationship between local priests deteriorated quickly.

”What? Two false gods have fallen?” Lucien was truly shocked.

Angrist stood up. ”When I was praying earlier this morning, the Mother God sent me the message, but I thought I misinterpreted it. Yet half an hour ago, it was finally confirmed that the statue of the God of Storm and the God of Love had cracked, and their priests had also lost the revered power.”

”The Lord of Redemption did it?” Lucien was surprised to see how fast Ell and Francis were taking actions.

Angrist nodded, grinning. ”Yes.”

Seeing Angrist's attitude, Lucien suddenly realized that some of the six false gods had betrayed Their alliance. At least, the Mother God of Earth sure had paid allegiance to Ell. The falling of the two false gods was the proof of the Mother God of Earth's loyalty to Ell, or Ell and Francis would not have made such huge progress already.

”May the Mother bless us,” said Lucien.

Angrist drew a cross in front of his chest. ”Now we should address Her as 'the Angle of Earth.'”

Angrist's behavior amused Lucien.

Angrist was not planning to hide the news from the followers. In such tough days, they needed good news to be exhilarated.

Lucien had expected this. He bowed again, smiling sincerely.

After leaving the slum, Lucien changed his look again in the woods beside the river. In the darkness, he returned to the same slum again from another direction. This time, his target was the secret group of Ell's followers, and his goal was to confirm what he had just been told.

As the previous initiator, Lucien knew the several liaisons in the city of Husum. Lucien got most of his information from them after his faked death.

When he was very close to the slum, Lucien heard someone pacing back and forth in the corner. Lucien turned his sight slightly and saw through the shadow a young man wearing a long linen robe.

No, it was a woman. Lucien's eyes slightly squinted. The woman in disguise triggered Lucien's interest.

Lucien had been secretly looking for suspicious outsiders recently, hoping to find a night watcher to get the information he needed. Obviously, the woman was the very target that Lucien would pay special attention to.