Chapter 70: Late Night Siege

The presence of witnesses and evidence, especially the deep blue Phantom Sea Transformation Potion, made the old Storm Priest realize the seriousness of the matter.

"I haven't seen the potion of the Poseidon Cult for several years. I have seen it take effect on a human before..."

He asked Irene a question with some confusion, why the Fisher family could suddenly produce so much evidence.

Irene attributed her success to the servant.

They bribed the servants of Isaac's family, secretly obtained a lot of evidence, and even found out that the time for Isaac's family to hold a ceremony was approaching.

"Um……"

Although he felt that the witnesses who could be bribed might not be credible, combined with the other evidence, the matter was so horrifying that the Storm Priest hesitated for a long time and finally made up his mind.

Can’t wait for the people above us in the church to investigate!

He must use his special powers, join forces with the mayor, mobilize the patrols and the two knight families, and immediately arrest or even wipe out the Isaac family!

The original five orthodox churches, now the six orthodox churches, all have the power to "act in special ways."

That is, when a heretical sect appears in the diocese and is judged to be extremely dangerous, local officials and nobles can be authorized to lead troops to arrest the target.

The power of "special actions" was once abused hundreds of years ago, and many lords and nobles obtained authorization through various means to openly judge those who disobeyed them or were hostile to them.

Nowadays, "special actions" have been strictly restricted. Afterwards, the church's top leaders will use various spells to thoroughly investigate the cause and effect. If anyone abuses their power, they will suffer severe punishment.

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In the quiet night, Mrs. Isaac sat on a chair in the bedroom in her black pajamas. She was not sleepy at all and made no sound. The thoughts in her eyes were deep and chaotic, and her hand gently grasped the wine glass and trembled slightly.

She recalled her past dreams, the bitterness and gains and losses of the past, and in meditation she searched for herself who was lost in the long river of time.

It's all over.

She and her brother left the island where the cult's headquarters was located and went to the home that their father had been running in Nasir. As undercover agents of the cult, they took over the family and lurked there, intending to cultivate it for at least a few years.

However, about thirty years ago, because the highest priest of the cult was killed by the bishop of the Church of Storms, "Whisperer", the island where the headquarters was hidden was destroyed, the entire Poseidon cult fell apart, and she has never received any instructions from the cult since then.

One year, two years, three years, five years, ten years... no believer has contacted her again, and the entire Poseidon Cult has completely disappeared from her life.

It was at that time that Mrs. Isaac gave birth to her son. Looking at the new life, she suddenly realized one thing: she had gotten rid of the past and could embrace a new life.

“It would be great if we could really get rid of it.”

Mrs. Isaac talked to herself, her tone containing helplessness, pain, and even a hint of ridicule.

The fate in her blood cannot be escaped. At this moment, she finally realized the truth. Destroying Nasir and then returning to the embrace of the cult is the end of her life.

If she had a choice, she would not want to destroy the place where she had lived for thirty years, where every tree and every piece of land was so familiar and kind.

Mrs. Isaac had long forgotten the smell of the sea breeze on the island of her childhood, and now her only real home was quiet Nasir on the east coast.

However, she knew she had no choice.

Suddenly Mrs. Isaac saw a fire appear outside the window.

The flames became more and more numerous, like stars and fireflies in the night, gradually forming a long dragon full of light.

She slowly stood up and looked at the long dragon filled with flames. After a while, she heard the servants' exclamations and discussions, and finally the footsteps of her brother and younger brother running over.

"what is going on?"

“Why are there so many people outside? They seem to be from the patrol team!”

Mrs. Isaac's brother is a tall man with a black mask on his face and wearing a black robe. He has a very bad temper.

She had no feelings for this man at all, and even felt some resentment deep in her heart.

One of the people that Mrs. Isaac can't let go of is her younger brother, who has depended on her for thirty years. He is a man of medium build, dressed in purple clothes. He not only inherited the power of blood, but also possesses the talent of a spellcaster.

Mrs. Isaac felt that he would be able to break through to the second level sooner or later and have a brighter future than herself.

The younger brother said nervously, "What's going on? Why are there so many people here suddenly? It seems like they have discovered our secret?"

He came to Nasir Town with his sister when he was young, and had no feelings for the Poseidon Cult. In fact, he hated his so-called brother very much in his heart.

If that guy hadn't come, today's life would never have been disrupted!

The eldest of the three is the mysterious man found in Carl's invisible consciousness.

He sneered sinisterly and said, "That's true. And if it's just a general report, there shouldn't be a big reaction. Only if there's a serious accusation will someone from the upper echelons come over to investigate."

"And now they have even skipped this step and surrounded us. I'm afraid that the old priest of the Storm Church has already learned about the ceremony!"

The elder brother's expression under the mask suddenly became ferocious. He turned to look at his younger brother and sister, and said with dissatisfaction and suspicion:

"But the question is, how did they know about the ceremony? Only the three of us should know the details of the ceremony. Could it be that you leaked it?"

"Answer me!"

After hearing this, the younger brother also sneered and almost flew into a rage:

"If we were the ones who leaked the information about the ceremony, you wouldn't be able to say anything now! You would see us and them surrounding you outside!"

Mrs. Isaac suddenly said calmly: "Brother, you know that we have no way to resist you and the cult."

"I'm afraid it's some kind of supernatural power that has exposed our plan. Now that things have come to this, let's think about what to do next."

The black-robed brother thought for a long time, then nodded and said:

"I believe in you. After all, we are all descendants of the Isaac family. Fate has closely linked us together. In this case, we can only escape."

"They brought so many people here with great confidence. Even if you, sister, try to persuade them to leave, it will be almost impossible to succeed."

"But we cannot accept the search either, because the traces of the altar and other religious things cannot be cleaned up in a short period of time."

The three of them looked at each other, and decided that they had no choice but to escape from here immediately and leave Nasir without hesitation in order to have a chance of survival.

The man in black robe regained his composure and said calmly:

"The ceremony is suspended. We will immediately evacuate Nasir and make plans elsewhere on the east coast."

Outside the Isaac family mansion, flames shot up into the sky.

The mayor and the sheriff, led by hundreds of patrol members armed with flintlock rifles, as well as the extraordinary people from the Fisher family, the Vaner Knight family, and the Storm Church, have completely surrounded this place.

The old storm priest, riding on a black horse, had sent people to knock on the door, ordering the Isaac family to open the door and accept a thorough search.

If they are truly innocent and the Fisher family is merely making false accusations, they will most likely not refuse the search; otherwise, they will behave abnormally.

In fact, if possible, deep down in his heart, the Storm Priest still doesn't want his old friend to be a cultist of the Poseidon Cult.

However, the witnesses and material evidence provided by the Fisher family were too complete, so I had to come here to absolutely ensure that Nasir was not threatened.

Because this peaceful port town is my hometown that I have watched grow, how can I allow anyone to destroy it!

Neither Byrne nor Irene rode horses. They stood in front of the crowd with other extraordinary people, followed by a dozen guards from their family armed with flintlock rifles.

Irene stared at the Isaac family mansion, took a deep breath, and slowly stroked the transparent bottle hidden in her arms.

The next enemy they will face is a strong man who has reached the second level of "degeneration". If it really comes to a last resort, she will still sacrifice her life and pray for the great Lord of the Lost to come and show His ultimate and unmatched power!

(End of this chapter)