"How did Kassandra fall?"
Nadia couldn't believe it no matter what. After all, they were sent here after receiving Kassandra's letter for help.
Although Kassandra wasn't far from Eagle Plateau, the churches under the Church of Holy Light had their own parishes. If it wasn't something they couldn't handle, they wouldn't allow other parishes to intervene.
Kassandra belonged to the Sun God Amon's faction in the Church of Holy Light, which was naturally different from the Great Mother's parish in Eagle Plateau.
Therefore, at the beginning of the outbreak of the plague, Casallance did not ask for help from the church in the Eagle Highlands. It was only when he realized that they could no longer control the situation that he sent an urgent letter asking for help. As they were not clear about the situation inside, and the undead creatures mentioned in the letter were very similar to those in the City of Gold (of course, Zayen knew that they were not the same thing at all), the Church of Holy Light wanted to send someone to investigate first. This was also the reason why Zayen and the others came here.
But now, Calvin said that Kassandra had fallen?
"Actually, I only heard about it …"
Looking at Nadia's expression, Calvin was a little frightened, but he still honestly explained everything he heard to everyone.
Of course, Calvin didn't know the exact situation with Kassandra, but there were many rumors about Kassandra in the stronghold.
In fact, the plague spread from Kassandra to the surrounding areas. After that, in order to prevent the plague from continuing to spread, the churches ordered the church members stationed in various places to quarantine their residences to prevent the plague from spreading further.
The gathering place that Calvin was in was no exception. In the beginning, everything was in order. After all, the Church of Holy Light had a lot of authority in the hearts of ordinary people.
Besides, Kassandra also issued a martial law, so everyone hid in their homes and waited for this difficult period to pass.
But things changed later. No one knew when it started, but all the gathering places lost contact with Kassandra. It was the same for this stronghold.
During this period, many rumors began to spread and the church members stationed in various places argued endlessly. Some believed that this meant that the plague was spreading and they should evacuate as soon as possible, while others believed that the situation was unclear and they should hold their ground.
Under such circumstances, the stronghold became chaotic.
Soon, the news of Kassandra losing contact spread among the ordinary people.
After hearing this news, the citizens who were already anxious became even more panicked. Although they were confident in the Holy Church, no matter how confident they were, they wouldn't put their lives in their hands.
Therefore, many people wanted to sneak out of the stronghold.
Of course, they were all stopped by the guards and members of the church.
However, the speed at which the situation deteriorated was far beyond everyone's imagination. Not long after, news of the plague broke out in the stronghold. Many people were infected and those who were not infected were even more panicked. They tried to leave the stronghold as if they had gone mad.
However, the commander of the garrison was resolute. He sealed off the entire stronghold and locked everyone inside!!
What followed was endless chaos and slaughter.
The desperate citizens began to raise their weapons and attack the garrison. They were going to die sooner or later anyway, and the only difference was whether they were killed by the plague or by humans. In comparison, being killed by humans was at least a little more straightforward, and they wouldn't suffer as much.
Therefore, soon, the stronghold became chaotic and crazy. Be it the garrison or the civilians, all of them seemed to have gone berserk. In addition to the monsters that were transformed and resurrected by the plague, the stronghold was completely destroyed. As for what happened in the end, it was needless to say.
Calvin and the others were the lucky ones who escaped earlier. These street thugs had their own secret passageways, so when the riot broke out, they immediately sneaked out of the stronghold through the underground sewer. But even so, they suffered heavy losses and only the three of them were left.
"No one knows how the plague spreads," the old man said with a sigh.
Calvin seemed dejected as he spoke.
"It seemed to have happened suddenly. The priests tried everything they could, and even the nobles who were afraid of death sealed their manors. But it was useless. This terrible and damned plague still spread.
We don't even know where the problem is. Not only the foothold, but many of the animals in the surrounding forests have also been infected by the plague and have become ferocious and dangerous. In fact, most of the people who escaped with us were captured and eaten by those monsters … "
"More than 10 days ago?"
Upon hearing this, Jenn twitched his brows.
"Do you know the exact time?"
"I'm not too sure … Sir, I heard it from a holy knight before he died. He was really a good man …"
That was all the information he got from Calvin. But it was enough for Jenn.
Nadia seemed a little surprised by the news of Kassandra's fall. But at this moment, Jenn, Enoya, and Elise were whispering at the side.
"Have you thought of anything?"
"Do you mean Golden City?
Master? "
Upon hearing Jenn's question, Elise was taken aback. Then, she quickly understood the meaning of Jenn's question.
"That's right. Calvin said that he heard it from a paladin before he died. At that time, Kassandra had already fallen for more than ten days …" Zayen paused for a moment. Then, he sneered and pushed up his glasses.
"But how long has it been since then?
Although we can't determine the exact date, Bishop Howard received the news 15 days ago … Do you think there isn't any problem with this? "
"So …"
Gazing at Enoya and Elise, Jenn smiled.
"I think there must be a good show happening in Kassandra now."
Darkness shrouded the shrine.
In the center of the vast hall, the statue of the Sun God Amon that was originally placed there had been smashed into pieces. Only a pair of broken legs could be seen at the base. The five-meter-tall statue was now broken into pieces. Broken pieces and limbs were randomly placed under the altar that was smeared with putrid blood, piled up together with the bloody skulls and bones. The holy majesty that was originally displayed on it had disappeared, replaced by darkness and filth.
It's time.
The old bishop lifted his head and gazed at the believers wrapped in black cloths kneeling in the shrine hall. They were still praying, but the target of their prayers was no longer the god who once gave them light and hope. Instead, it was a strange stone statue that was fixed on a wooden board.
"It's time!"
The old bishop widened his mouth and bellowed again. His voice was as loud as when he led the believers to worship together. Upon hearing his voice, the believers began to tremble. They lifted their heads and gazed at the old bishop in fear, as though a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered looking at a butcher who was sharpening his knife.
Upon sensing their gazes, the old bishop closed his eyes and revealed an intoxicated and fanatical smile.
Then, he raised his hands high and muttered something. The old bishop opened his eyes, looked at the crowd, extended his hand, and pointed in a direction.
"No!"
The person whom the old bishop pointed at jumped up. She turned around and tried to escape.
But before she could move, two armored knights strode forward, pressed the frail young lady down, and pulled her up the altar.
The young lady struggled frantically, trying to break free from the iron hands of the two knights.
But it was a pity that it was all in vain. The old bishop tore off the young lady's black robe and revealed her naked body. Then, he raised the dagger in his hand high.
Looking at this scene, the young lady became increasingly terrified. She struggled desperately like a fish, trying to escape the impending nightmare.
However, the knight beside her punched her and the young lady immediately stopped struggling. He grabbed her hair and lifted her head. At the next moment, the old bishop pierced the young lady's throat with the dagger in his hand.
"Grr … Grr …!"
The intense pain forced the young lady to struggle again. But the old bishop wasn't moved at all. He held the dagger in his hand and slashed it down with all his might.
The razor-sharp dagger tore the young lady's throat and sliced a vertical line from her chest all the way to her abdomen. The flesh that was sliced open was flipped to both sides, and her internal organs flowed out slowly.
"Grr … Grr … Grr …"
The young lady opened her mouth and tried to scream, but all she let out were bloody bubbles. Her body twitched and her legs curled like a frog, bounced up, curled up, and bounced up again. Then, her legs fell limply to the ground, never to move again.
The old bishop wasn't concerned about the dead young lady at all. He reached into her body and clenched his fist. When he retracted his hand, there was an extra heart in the center of his palm.
Then, the old bishop widened his mouth, bit down, and sucked on the heart with all his might. In just a few moments, the old bishop devoured the heart cleanly.
At that moment, he lifted his head and gazed at the crowd again.
At this moment, the believers who were filled with fear were now staring at the young lady's corpse that was lifted up high by the Holy Knight. Their eyes were filled with excitement and greed.
"Praise death!"
"Praise death!"
Following the old bishop's call, the believers raised their hands and shouted loudly.
At this moment, the flames in the shrine had finally reached their peak.