He was wearing a dark blue bishop's robe embroidered with storm symbols, with his head bowed, his face pale, his breath short, and his steps staggering.

Elland stared intently, and blurted out, "Bishop Miller?"

The middle-aged man raised his head, held up the lantern and said, "Are you, Ireland?"

At this time, Klein took a step back, highlighting Ireland's position and preventing the Bishop of the Church of Storms from paying attention to him.

Danitz shrank his neck even more, taking advantage of Urdi's fat figure to block himself.

"Yes, Mr. Bishop, I saw Jess died. What happened?" Elland was not a novice, so he didn't go directly to meet him.

Bishop Miller coughed twice and said, "The ancient customs are being revived, and a group of cultists with dirty blood are starting to sacrifice living people and share their flesh and blood.

"Jace found out what was wrong with them, and they killed him first.

"Things can no longer be concealed, they used sacrifices, changed the weather, tried to attack the church, were defeated by the punishers, fled to the mountain, and fled to the cave where the altar is.

"I was injured in the battle, and I couldn't hold on, so I could only return slowly."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bright light suddenly burst out from the distant mist, like countless bolts of lightning entangled and struck down.

With the help of such bright light, Klein and the others saw the mountains on the shore covered by fog, and saw the peak connected to the thunderstorm scene.

This confirms what Bishop Miller said to some extent.

Erlan was about to step forward to help the Storm Bishop, but saw Gehrman Sparrow take out a gold coin and whispered, "He has malicious intentions."

Ding!

The gold coin flew up, turned down again, and landed in Klein's palm with his head up.

That means yes!

Bishop Miller looked straight at this scene, and a dark red light suddenly appeared in his hazel eyes.

Woo!

The strong wind blew out from Bishop Miller's body, propping up his dark blue priest's uniform.

Click click click click! The branches of nearby trees broke off and flew into the air.

Tang Na's body jumped up involuntarily, was thrown a few meters, and fell to the ground, her whole body ached.

Not only her, Cecil, Denton, Dimordo, Harris and others were also carried away by the wind and fell to different positions. Light, or abnormally heavy due to obesity, just staggered to the ground and rolled a few times.

Ireland, who was facing Bishop Miller, made consecutive moves such as backwards and back flips, avoiding the oncoming wind pressure.

Klein and Danitz didn't fight hard, they followed the trend and floated like kites. Seeing that they were about to fall down, they finally maintained their balance.

As soon as the hurricane stopped, six figures appeared in the blown mist, all of them were wearing black cloaks, they lost their heads, only their necks were still bleeding, and only the swirling breeze held up their hoods.

Charge! Charge!

From their throats came the low growl of beasts ready to go.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A series of thin and sharp wind blades shot out, leaving obvious and deep gaps where Klein rolled. JrNovels.com