Chapter 25 (1/2)

Translator: La0o9  Editor: La0o9

“Is this where Bukittel died?” Chris sensed the vibration of his ring and observed his surroundings.

This was a Ring of Oath from the Church of Divine Grace, the clergyman Bukittel made a vow with this ring to his God. He had formed an oath with this ring at the moment he did so.

It was also through this ring that Bukittel managed to keep contact with Cardinal Augustin who was at the headquarters of the Church of Divine Grace in Interkam and sent his final words.

“Are you wailing too?” Chris placed the ring on the ground and pressed his hand down. His breathing became extremely heavy, a strange flow of power came from Chris’ hand and spread all around.

“[Heart Vibration]!” Chris’s expression turned serious: “Bukittel, let me see it, who was it that killed you, let me hear your final whispers!!”

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Caww caww aww!

“Be careful! Those crows won’t attack in areas with dense populations, but we have to take into account the possibility of him lashing out” Bukittel held the wound on his shoulder as he hurriedly spoke.

Next to him, Isabella hugged the sleeping Nala in her chest with a fearful expression: “Mr Bukittel, don’t worry about us, we won’t be able to run away from here. That demon, he won’t let go of me!!”

“Have no fear, child. The Lord will watch over us” a white glow appeared on Bukittel’s hand where he was holding his wound, the black blood was directly expelled from his body.

When he brought Isabella and her daughter away, two crows had ambushed him. Their razor-sharp claws easily ripped his priest’s clothes and left several large holes of blood, but he easily killed those two crows thanks to his Grace.

“My Lord granted me his Grace to give salvation to others. Because of his Grace, I refuse to give up on anybody worth saving, I shall extend my helping hand towards any being that requires my aid!” Bukittel smiled amiably and consoled Isabella.

“I’ve already hired a carriage on the busy main road of the town, we’ll be fine as long as we leave Reystromia” Bukittel told her.

But Bukittel wasn’t as relaxed as he appeared to be. First of all, if the other side didn’t care about pedestrians and send out a large number of crows, he wouldn’t be able to do anything about it. When a flock of crows reaches such a number, it was similar to a natural disaster that no single person could resist, only a well-organized army might be able to.

Furthermore, the existence of a rational Evil Spirit was even more concerning. No such Evil Spirits had ever appeared before, at least not in the Church of Divine Grace’s records, it was surely very dangerous. The Evil Spirit called Negary definitely had powers other than the crows.

“Samira!” a faint chant resounded from afar, followed by a gust of stormwind.