Chapter 16 - Chapter 16: Chapter 15 Blood for Blood (2/2)

It was relieving, yet it made all three family members somewhat uneasy.

Byrne adjusted his glasses and shook his head, “I’m not clear about Chris’s condition either, this sort of thing needs a professional physician to examine.”

Irene crouched beside Chris, silently praying in her heart to the great Lord of the Lost.

Great Lord of the Lost, I hope you can protect Chris and let him grow up well.

Just like I once said, I’m willing to pay any price to let Chris grow up well.

Unlike others, her heart was very calm.

With the Lord’s protection, even if her brother really had some congenital disease, it could be cured; there was no need to worry at all.

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As the darkness of night descended, a group of jungle natives, clad in beast skins and black facial markings, looked solemnly at Nasir Town amidst the snowy landscape outside.

This place should have been their homeland.

A hundred years ago, the Cyart people invaded the land of the East Coast people, killed the bravest warriors, took women and children as slaves, and drove those who had lived here for generations after generations into a jungle full of dangers, and afterward even called the East Coast people so-called savages.

Probably even all the evil and wickedness of the demons in the world combined does not amount to the slightest of the sins of the Cyart people!

All Cyart people deserve to die!

In front of the numerous jungle natives stood a burly middle-aged priest with scars all over his face, whose determination and belief in his eyes inspired genuine respect from others.

He was not just a spellcaster who mastered “Blood Magic,” but also a mighty warrior who inherited the “Shadow Shark Tiger” bloodline.

Ordinary Level 1, which is to say “Beginning” level Extraordinary Exponents, were no match for him; only those of the higher “Transmutation” level could firmly suppress him.

“Revenge, is the will of the Lord of Bloody Cult! It is also the longstanding wish of our East Coast people!”

The derogatory term Mighty Bloody Demon had been sternly abolished by the middle-aged priest; now, the East Coast people call that mysterious entity the Lord of Bloody Cult, and only the power of the Lord of Bloody Cult could help them defeat the Cyart people and take back their land and dignity.

He continued to speak:

“Our civil war was instigated by the Cyart people, all the deaths were brought about by the Cyart people’s schemes, and now we will make all the deceitful and incapable Cyart people repay everything!”

Whether the civil war was really sparked by the Cyart people was impossible to know for sure, but the middle-aged priest knew that such a statement was the only way to end the infighting.

The middle-aged priest’s gaze was extremely solemn; in the more than a year of civil war, the East Coast people had suffered heavy casualties, and now the surviving East Coast people must do something to boost morale.

And once he did this thing, he would greatly enhance his prestige and have a chance to subdue a few priests who did not obey orders, and finally unify all the remaining East Coast people completely.

“Blood for blood!” he roared sincerely.

“Blood for blood!”

The jungle natives shouted angrily in unison, each person’s eyes filled with fury and hatred, the oppression of a century practically suffocating every East Coast person.

“Tomorrow night, we shall avenge a priest who died at the hands of Cyart people!”

“Fischer, an obscure Cyart family that by chance produced a seed capable of continuing to breed sin. Among them, someone gained extraordinary power and fortuitously caused the death of a respected old priest.”

At this point, the voice of the middle-aged priest instantly grew heavy, and the expressions of the jungle natives also became extremely sorrowful, respecting the old priest’s compassionate heart from the depths of their beings.

“I believe many of us have received his beneficence, with children being healed of diseases by the hands of that priest, and the elderly being relieved of pain. Now, it is time for us to claim justice for him through revenge!”

“Blood for blood!”

He spoke solemnly once again, and the numerous East Coast people clad in beast skins immediately responded with hearts filled with anger.

“Blood for blood!”