Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Chapter 1350: Chapter 924, Engaging in Battle

Inside the Temple, the old Priest knelt before the statue.

Behind him, the rest of the Orc Priests knelt in rows, praying together in unison.

They awaited the arrival of the Father God to rescue the city besieged by the Undead and the Dragon Clan.

Just as everyone was whispering prayers, waiting for the Father God to descend.

The old Priest’s shadow began to stir like boiling tar.

The next second, under the perplexed gazes of the other Priests, a Human figure emerged from the shadow, becoming increasingly tangible.

Once the figure appeared, there was no hesitation.

A glittering dagger flashed towards the Priest who was still praying in front of him.

The kneeling Priest welcoming the divine sensed the change behind him, glanced sideways, and saw the approaching cold gleam.

A surge of panic rose abruptly in his heart.

His body instinctively toppled to one side, his wooden staff raised in front, as a circular shield rapidly sprang up before him.

Seeing the shield form.

The old Priest’s face relaxed slightly.

This was the main city; as long as he wasn’t killed, the guards outside would soon rush in to protect him.

Even if the Assassin was fierce, they wouldn’t be able to kill him.

However, the sharp dagger continued to slash towards him.

The shield, like fragile glass, shattered on contact, and with a posture that tore through everything, the dagger sliced through the wooden staff and then effortlessly cut across the old Priest’s throat.

Thud~ Gurgling!

The head instantly fell off, rolling to the side.

The Orc Priests behind him were now staring wide-eyed, terrified at the scene unfolding before them.

The old Priest was dead?

Even though a Priest was a clergyman.

The old Priest was also an orange hero; how could he be so easily slain in an instant?

This… all of this happened too suddenly.

“Quick, kill her,” someone suddenly shouted aloud.

The Priests pointed their wooden staves at the woman emerging from the shadow.

Without waiting for an attack, the woman’s figure vanished like spilt ink.