Chapter 463: Blasphemy Assassin

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Shaflok Ankif advanced calmly and steadily in the darkness. His metal boots stepped on the rocks, making regular trembling sounds. His eyes glowed dimly in the darkness, revealing the cold and wordless silence. , there is still a bloody aura lingering around him that will not dissipate even if another 500 years pass.

His pace is so smooth and confident. Considering the series of events that the Temple of Baal has experienced recently, it is very unusual for Shaflock to maintain such a mentality.

He had experienced the death of his daughter, and the Flaming Fist had hit the entrance of the temple. The leader of the sect was not here, so he had to be forced to carry the banner, and even personally ordered the road leading to the temple to be blown up.

But even after so many incidents happened, he still maintained the most basic calmness, and found the only possible way to preserve the temple in this desperate situation. These setbacks did not allow this legendary figure from a hundred years ago to show even a single A little bit of panic.

"Followers of the Murder King."

Shafrok suddenly stopped moving forward, and behind him, the followers who were following him also stopped moving forward.

"We are here, my lord."

A tall knight wearing full plate armor, carrying a shield and a sword, and armed from head to toe to the teeth immediately stepped forward and responded to Shafrok's words.

He is a death knight, a very dangerous high-level undead that can release five-ring spells, is extremely difficult to kill, and has very powerful basic attributes.

This kind of undead can only be born on the corpse of a fallen paladin. Because of this, the appearance of each death knight means the fall of a paladin. But behind Shafrok, there are three full ones. A death knight.

You must know that this kind of undead is very rare, and every death knight has his own will. This means that even if they become a death knight, they will only follow the things that led him to fall during his lifetime.

But these knights can appear here, following Shafrok, which only shows that their depraved behavior during their lifetime can only be related to Barr.

They were most likely influenced by Baal during their lifetime and were completely immersed in the pleasure of killing. After death, their souls were captured by Baal. With Baal's blessing, they were transformed into death knights who were keen on violence and massacre. Before dying completely, continue to spread killing and terror in the mortal world.

"Guardians, lurkers, observers, and you blasphemous assassins, everyone here, do you know that you are the last people who can serve God the Father in the mortal world."

Shafrok turned to look at the three taciturn death knights, and then turned to look at the remaining 20 blasphemous assassins.

"Yes, sir, we know, we experienced, we survived, those useless wastes died, but we are qualified! We are qualified to continue serving the King of Murder!"

A blasphemous assassin with an extremely fanatical tone responded to Shafrok, and Shafrok nodded calmly at this time.

"Yeah, that's my point."

Shaflock continued.

"The followers of the Murder King, the blasphemous assassins who still exist in the world, our great temple has been exposed to the eyes of those heretics, and our power has also suffered a devastating blow."

"Although your ability to survive those successive disasters has proven your strength, there are too few qualified people, and our remaining strength is no longer enough to continue to protect the precious gift given to us by the King of Murder. If we continue to sit idly by, our corrupt temple will be destroyed by these infidels, which is an offense I will never accept."

"Can't stand it!"

"Damn infidels!"

"For the King of Murder!"

The blasphemy assassins were furious. After observing silently and indifferently for a while, Shaflock directly waved his hand to stop their excessive behavior, and then continued to speak.

"We must act. When we return from this dark bottom to the surface world, we will declare our return with a lot of blood and death. We will once again become the nightmare of this city, become the eternal poison, and make this city The city rots and festers, allowed to die in pain and fear, and we will rise."

"So prepare, devout believers of the King of Murder, we will use a hearty killing, a massacre that shocks the world, to declare our danger and cruelty. They will tremble for the holy name of Baal again and listen to it again. To the fame of Shaflock!”

Some of the blasphemous assassins cheered again, but at this moment, another group of assassins suddenly frowned, and among these frowning assassins, one assassin suddenly spoke.

"Shafrok's reputation? No! You are not our leader. You are just an old guy who failed 100 years ago, a temporary substitute. You are not qualified to replace our real master! That murder Only the true chosen ones are qualified to inherit the prestige bestowed by the king!"

The assassin's words instantly silenced the scene. All the assassins' eyes turned to the bold guy, and then to Shafrok, who suddenly fell silent.

In this heart-stopping solemn atmosphere, everyone's eyes began to flicker constantly. They began to look forward to what was about to happen next, and the three death knights also drew their swords in an instant, wanting to rush up and chop the guy who was full of nonsense into pieces.

However, just before the death knights were about to act, Shaflock suddenly reached out to stop them. After that, the tall figure began to approach the assassin who was talking nonsense.

"What a strange idea. After the group of jackals had died, I didn't expect that there was still such a loyal person in my team. Tell me, assassins, how many people with similar ideas are left in the crowd in front of me."

No one answered Shaflock's words. After a short dizziness, everyone present regained their sanity. Even those assassins who were frowning did not dare to provoke Shaflock at will at this time. However, even if no one answered, Shaflock still remembered those people whose expressions changed at the beginning.

"No one dares to stand up again! What a pity, I had higher expectations for you."

Shaflock shook his head in disappointment, then suddenly grabbed the neck of the assassin who stepped forward, and pulled him out with his head and spine!