Chapter 283 The Villain Lady Arrives 111

Chapter 283 The Villain Lady Arrives 111

"High Priest, all targets have been confirmed destroyed." Rick reported to the high priest again through the communication stone.

"Very good, Rick. I am very satisfied with your performance. But remember, this is just the beginning. The Church of Light will not give up easily, and they will fight back. We must be prepared to meet the next challenge." The high priest's voice was still calm and deep.

Rick nodded, but his heart was filled with anxiety. He knew that the war was far from over, and the road they were on was destined to be a journey full of thorns and blood. But at this moment, he could no longer turn back, and could only bite the bullet and continue forward.

As the Shadow Plan progressed, the Church of Light finally realized the threat of the Dark Cult. They quickly mobilized their forces and organized a counterattack. For a time, the entire continent was shrouded in an unprecedented religious war. Light and darkness, faith and betrayal, justice and evil, all kinds of forces intertwined, and staged a thrilling contest.

In this war, Rick and his "living weapons" became the sharpest blades of the Dark God Cult. They shuttled between battlefields and destroyed the defenses of the Church of Light with endless dark power. But at the same time, they also became the target of public criticism. The followers of the Church of Light hated them and vowed to wipe them out.

In a fierce battle, Rick met a Paladin of the Church of Light. The two were equally strong and the battle was hard to decide. The Paladin held a lightsaber, the sword shone like a dragon, and every swing was accompanied by a sacred light; while Rick used dark magic, his figure was ghostly, and he was both offensive and defensive. The battle between the two became the focus of the entire battlefield.

"Rick, why are you working for the Dark Cult? Do you know that you are destroying countless innocent lives?" the Paladin asked breathlessly, with anger and confusion in his eyes.

Rick sneered and replied: "There is no absolute justice or evil in this world. I just chose my own path. Moreover, the innocent lives you mentioned are nothing more than sacrifices to achieve the Dark Cult's goals."

The Paladin was furious when he heard this. He swung his sword and slashed at him. The sword flashed like lightning and rushed towards Rick. Rick dodged easily and then struck back. Dark magic surged towards the Paladin like a tide. The two were in a fierce battle again.

As the battle continued to escalate, the battlefield under the night sky seemed to turn into a vortex of chaos, where the forces of light and darkness collided fiercely, and every confrontation was accompanied by deafening roars and dazzling lights. The duel between Rick and the Paladin became the most eye-catching focus of this war.

Every swing of the Paladin's sword embodies his persistence in justice and hatred of darkness. His eyes are firm and blazing, as if they can penetrate the darkness and look directly into Rick's soul. However, Rick remains unmoved, with a cold smile on his face, as if this battle is just a game for him, a game he must win.

"Is your faith really so firm?" Rick suddenly asked with a hint of amusement in his voice, "In this world full of lies and betrayal, are you sure that what you are protecting is the true light?"

Upon hearing this, the Paladin paused with his sword, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. But soon, he regained his clarity and shouted angrily: "Shut up! You are just a poor creature blinded by darkness! What I protect is the peace and tranquility of this continent, and the hope and future of countless innocent lives!"

Rick chuckled, and his figure turned into a black shadow again, appearing on the side of the Paladin in an instant. Dark magic coiled around him like a venomous snake, trying to restrain the Paladin's actions. The Paladin reacted quickly, swung his lightsaber, and shattered the dark magic, but the cold breath still made him shudder.

"It seems that you are more difficult to deal with than I thought." The Paladin said in a deep voice, he cannot relax at all, otherwise once he falls into Rick's trap, the consequences will be disastrous.

Rick didn't answer, but continued to attack. His movements became faster and faster, and the dark magic surged like a tide, surrounding the Paladin. The Paladin, relying on his superb swordsmanship and firm will, broke through the siege again and again, and fought a desperate battle with Rick.

The battle between the two gradually entered a white-hot stage. The air around them seemed to be torn apart by their strength, forming twisted space cracks. The surrounding soldiers and believers had already been frightened by the battle and fled in all directions. Only the two of them were left on this battlefield shrouded in darkness, fighting a battle of faith and survival.

"Rick, do you know that you are heading towards destruction?" The Paladin panted. His physical strength and magic power were close to the limit, but he still did not give up. "The ambition of the Dark Cult will eventually be exposed to the world, and you will become their victim!"

When Rick heard this, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes. He did have doubts about the future of the Dark God Cult, but every time he did, he would think of the cold and determined eyes of the high priest and the heavy sense of mission on his shoulders. He took a deep breath, put those distracting thoughts behind him, and launched a fierce offensive again.

"I've been prepared for this." Rick's voice was deep and powerful. "For the revival of the Dark God Cult, I'm willing to pay any price!"

Seeing this, the Paladin felt a surge of despair in his heart. He knew that he could no longer stop Rick, let alone change the direction of the war. But he still refused to give up. He wanted to use his life to fight for the last glimmer of hope for the Church of Light.

He suddenly burst out his last strength, and the lightsaber turned into a dazzling light, heading straight for Rick. Rick dodged and tried to dodge, but this time, he seemed to have underestimated the determination and strength of the Paladin. The lightsaber cut through the air, carrying an unstoppable momentum, and fiercely slashed Rick's chest.

Rick groaned and staggered back. A deep wound was cut on his chest by the lightsaber, and black blood flowed out. He looked up at the Paladin, with surprise and unwillingness in his eyes.

"You...you won." Rick said with difficulty, his voice weak and hoarse.

The Paladin stood there panting, his face showing no joy of victory, only deep exhaustion and helplessness. Although the battle was temporarily won, the crisis facing the Church of Light was far from over.

However, just as he was about to seize the opportunity to pursue the enemy, a strange laugh suddenly sounded in the night sky. The Paladin's heart trembled, and he looked back suddenly, only to see countless pairs of eyes flashing with strange lights slowly approaching in the darkness. They were the "living weapons" of the Dark God Cult. They appeared on the battlefield silently like ghosts, surrounding the soldiers and believers of the Church of Light.

An ominous premonition rose in the heart of the Paladin. All of this was planned by the Dark Cult for a long time. They had already laid a net on the battlefield, just waiting for this moment to come.

He tried to sound the alarm, but it was too late. Those "living weapons" pounced on the soldiers and believers of the Church of Light like crazy beasts, their bodies twisted and deformed in the darkness, releasing terrifying power. For a moment, wailing sounded everywhere on the battlefield, and blood dyed the earth red.

The Paladin tried his best to protect the people around him, but his power was limited. Under the crazy attacks of the "living weapons", he gradually felt powerless. Finally, he fell in a pool of blood, his eyes full of despair and unwillingness for the future.