Chapter 805: Chapter 500: Who is the Leader of the Demon Believers?_2
Sage Lis had directly faced that Demon Prince during the catastrophe at the Elf Royal Court; it was unlikely he would tolerate these followers of the Abyss Demons.
Perhaps that was why he appeared in the midst of Acot City!
Felix felt as though he had grasped something, and a bit of the worry in his heart dissipated.
Regardless, with such a powerful entity present, oneâs heart could not help but feel more at ease.
However, when confronting Hozia, Lis did not take action directly.
In front of Felix, the white Little Bat that had just been on Lisâs shoulder suddenly transformed into a white-haired young girl, wielding a giant scythe disproportionate to her petite stature and attacking Hozia with ferocious speed.
The previously terrifying Hozia was driven back step by step in the face of this girl, completely unable to retaliate.
The Demon Power surrounding his body seemed to matter little to the white-haired girl, who easily brushed it aside and continued her assault as if it were nothing.
Soon, Hozia was sprawled on the ground, unconscious like a dead pig, with black and red blood seeping from his wounds, void of any strength to resist.
Lis shook his head; if the Demon Power had come from other Abyss Demons, perhaps it wouldâve lasted a bit longer against Angela, but it was futile against the one from Benfica.
As long as the opponent was not of Legendary Rank, they were no match for Angelaâs Bloodline Power.
As a Divine Child of Cain, Angelaâs Bloodline Power was far stronger than that of the regular Blood Clan, gradually revealing the grace befitting a Divine Son.
After confirming that Hozia lacked the strength to struggle, Angela also propped up her scythe and stood to the side, covering her mouth with a small hand as she yawned.
For her, such a battle truly lacked any challenge.
Apart from battle, only Lis and tasty food could spark her interest.
Felix, standing aside, looked at Angela in astonishment, specifically at the giant scythe in her hands.
What he had witnessed today shocked him more than anything he had encountered in the past few years.
Lis paid no mind to Felix and stepped forward to the side of Hozia, who lay between life and death.
A hand touched Hoziaâs forehead, and Magic Power flowed from Lisâs hand, spreading slowly and with great precision into the soul buried deep within Hoziaâs mind.
Felix noticed Lisâs actions and recognized it as some sort of soul magic capable of forcibly reading memories.
Because this particular magic could potentially damage the soul of the one being used on, it was also a type of evil magic banned by the Church of the Gods.
However, Felix didnât speak out to stop it; he wasnât like those young paladins with a one-track mind, and turning a blind eye to such a degree was no issue for him.
The most crucial point was that the memories being read belonged to a follower of Demons; Felix didnât care in the least if their soul was damaged.
Moreover, it wasnât as if the Church would condone such acts; the Judgement Court was replete with dark deeds.
All of Lisâs attention was focused on controlling the magic, carefully manipulating his Magic Power to avoid triggering any potential disturbances to the soul.
This wasnât because Lis was kind-hearted; it was a necessary measure.
As he suspected, Lis found special restrictions within Hoziaâs soul, guarding his memories.
The current operation was akin to tightrope walking for Lis; a single misstep could trigger the restrictions and lead to the collapse of Hoziaâs soul.
Fortunately, Hoziaâs Soul Strength was not high, so Lis still had some room to maneuver and skim through the memories.
An unspeakable silence filled the room; everyone stood quietly, waiting for the final outcome.
Suddenly, Lisâs body trembled, he opened his eyes and stood up.
âAh!â
âNo!!!â
Hozia, who had been in an unconscious state, suddenly widened his eyes as black and red evil flames burst forth from his orifices, quickly engulfing his entire body.
Hoziaâs screams lasted but a few moments before they quieted down.
The Gold-level Warrior who had just lain on the ground had now completely vanished, leaving behind only specks of black ash to prove his former existence.
The soul had utterly disintegrated; Hozia had indeed disappeared entirely from this world, not even granted the chance to fall into the Abyss and become a Demon.
Lis let out a long sigh; the operation just now was far more exhausting than any battle before.
Although he had acquired a wealth of knowledge and experience in soul magic from the Elf Country Tirion and Azela Floating City, and had practiced a few times, this was his first practical application.
It was a near miss; he had inadvertently triggered the restrictions in Hoziaâs soul, but fortunately, the information he gleaned from the memories was sufficient.
With that thought, Lis turned to look at Felix standing to the side.
âThere is good news, and there is bad news, Bishop Felix, which would you like to hear first?â
Bishop Felix looked at Lis somewhat helplessly; he hadnât expected Lis to play coy at this time.
âThen letâs hear the good news first.â
âThe good news?â
Lis had an inexplicable smile on his face, as if he had stumbled upon a juicy piece of gossip.
âThe good news is that although we havenât found all the demon believers related to Hozia, I have discovered who the leader of the demon believers within the Bolin Kingdom is.â
Bishop Felix nodded. This was indeed good news, but he wasnât too surprised.
After all, as the leader of the Acot City Guard Army, Hoziaâs standing within the demon organization should be quite high, and finding out the identity of the leader wasnât strange.
Could it be the Benfica mentioned earlier by Lis?
Bishop Felix had never heard this name before, but since they could grant demon power, they must also be an important figure.
âWhat is the bad news then?â
For some reason, seeing the smile on Lisâs face gave Bishop Felix a bad premonition.
It was as if a significant trouble was about to come knocking.
âThe bad news is, the name of that leader is Elwin.â
âElwin Polin!â
That name sounded familiarâŠ
Wait a moment!
Polin?!
âDamn it!â
Bishop Felix quickly remembered what that name signified.
It was the name of His Majesty the King of the Bolin Kingdom!
The King was a demon believer??
Bishop Felix felt a sudden chill surge through his body, his throat dry.
âLord Lis⊠are you sure?â
It wasnât that Bishop Felix was unwilling to believe it; it was just that the situation was too shocking.
If the news that Hozia was a demon believer had made Bishop Felix feel endangered, from any perspective, he didnât want to see His Majesty the King as the leader of the demon believers.
If this were true, it could be devastating for the entire Bolin Kingdom.
âImpossible, the Church of the Gods has always invested strong protective power on His Majesty Elwin, even carrying out Divine Power Blessings periodically.â
âIf His Majesty the King was a demon believer, he should have been discovered a long time ago!â
Bishop Felix quickly calmed down, panicking now wouldnât be of any use.
He wasnât refuting Lis but considering the possibilities.
âOf course, Divine Power Blessing is supposed to be infallible.â
Lis nodded slightly. This was one of the tacit agreements between the Church of the Gods and the Human Kingdom, as well as a crucial safeguard for the Church to maintain the order of the Human Kingdom.
âWhat if His Majesty the King did not receive the demon power?â
âThisâŠâ
Bishop Felix said, somewhat puzzled.
âIf he did not receive the demon power, there shouldnât be any issue with accepting the baptism of the Churchâs Divine Power, and even if the Camp Detection Divine Skill shows a shift in the Kingâs allegiance, the Church wouldnât take it too seriously, right?â
Lis walked to the window, looking at the Bolin Palace in the distance, still brightly lit under the night sky, and said with a smile:
âIf His Majesty the King was promised that, at the end of his lifespan, he could transform into a high-level demon to extend his life, how do you think he would choose?â
Bishop Felix suddenly stood there in a daze, recalling the usual conduct of His Majesty the King, and suddenly he found himself unable to say a word.