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The middle-aged man’s face turned pale, and he instinctively tried to lock the door to buy some time. However, in the next moment, the soldiers violently burst through the door and streamed in.

Behind the shattered door, the middle-aged man’s eyes turned bloodshot, veins bulging on his neck, and his skin grew pale gray. It was as if something was crawling under his skin, forming grotesque bumps.

A thick, damp, and viscous smell, like that of the deep sea, filled the air.

Feeling a surge of immense power coursing through his body, the middle-aged man believed he could now punch a bull to death. A maniacal grin spread across his face as he lunged at the soldiers with a powerful fist.

The soldiers, seasoned in combat and clad in armor, were unafraid. One of them swung his short sword, piercing the man right through.

However, as the sword was withdrawn, black blood spurted out, filling the air with a nauseating stench. The middle-aged man, wearing a crazed smile, continued to swing his fists as if nothing happened until he was finally decapitated by a sword blow.

In the underground hall, the priest felt a disturbance from above and his face turned grim.

Danin it, who leaked the information that Jed the city defense guards of Tressburg to this place!?

His serpent-like eyes scanned the faithful below, wishing he could kill the traitor on the spot.

It seemed these believers had not yet shown enough loyalty and devotion to the Lord, as His blessings had not fully manifested in them.

At this critical moment, with problems suddenly arising, the priest knew that the Church’s power was still not strong enough to confront the Lienhardt Grand Duchy head-on.

So, he respectfully said, “Lord Archbishop, those humans who have not yet undergone the transformation have discovered this place. To safeguard the Church’s secret, it would be best for us to leave with our newly reborn faithful as soon as possible.”

The faceless Archbishop nodded stiffly and, his tentacles wriggling, led the way through the passage. The priest followed with dozens of successfully transformed faithful in tow, navigating a deep and winding tunnel until they reached the seashore.

As they beheld the pitch-black ocean ahead, the priest finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they returned to the sea, there was no way Lienhardt could catch up to them.

They were the offspring of the ocean, protected by the great sea!

As he was about to step into the water, he suddenly noticed a few individuals standing ahead. The leader was a young, handsome man in a robe, looking at them with a smile that seemed both friendly and sinister.

Ji Chen looked at the group rushing out of the hidden passage with a hint of surprise on his face.

After learning that Baron Bessos participated in a gathering of believers in the basement of 66 Avenue des Champs-Elysees and that an annual meeting was scheduled to take place soon, with many believers attending, he and Julius decided to launch a surprise attack on this night to capture the Deep Sea Church’s faithful and trace the source of the Sea Heir’s poison.

To be fully prepared, Ji Chen voluntarily joined the mission, and he hadn’t expected to stumble upon this situation just outside the tunnel.

At first glance, he almost couldn’t believe his eyes.

Ignoring the humanoid creature and human running ahead, what were those monstrous beings following them?

Tentacles, flesh, twisted bodies—wasn’t this the Sea Heir!?

The Deep Sea Church was indeed closely tied to the Sea Heir!

Just as Ji Chen was filled with astonishment, the priest, seeing Ji Chen’s group blocking their path, showed a flash of annoyance. How could these people dare to stand in their way so recklessly?

Tonight, they had suffered significant losses, and so many of their kind had been transformed into seeds. It was the perfect opportunity to convert these people into believers!

Without hesitation, he mutated his left hand into tentacles and thrust it straight at Ji Chen.

However, a blue light flashed, and a section of the tentacle fell to the ground with a splat, black blood oozing from the wound.

The priest’s expression changed drastically because he saw that the blue light was actually a blade formed from condensed seawater.

Immediately after, he sensed an overwhelming aura emanating from the man, and dozens of water-formed blades shot towards him. Smelling the thick scent of death, the priest hastily shouted, “Brothers, kill these enemies!”

“Lord Archbishop, save me!”

In what seemed like a commander-subordinate relationship, dozens of Sea Heirs behind him rushed forward, their twisted bodies moving.

The Archbishop, who had been motionless, hesitated for a moment but finally took action. He moved in front of the priest, his clawed hands as resilient as metal, swatting away the water-formed blades that were flying towards them.

Although he temporarily blocked the attacks, the other ordinary Sea Heirs couldn’t withstand the onslaught of the water-formed blades. Under the barrage of the blades, they fell one by one, their flailing tentacles and putrid flesh scattering all over the ground.

Ji Chen furrowed his brow slightly and, with a thought, increased both the intensity and frequency of his projectile attacks.

The creature referred to as “Lord Archbishop,” with its fleshy drapery, waved its hands as if weaving a net, deflecting all the water-formed blades aimed at it.

However, as time passed, it seemed to exhaust a considerable amount of energy, and its swinging speed gradually slowed down. One of the water-formed blades managed to pierce through its defense, instantly puncturing the right shoulder of the priest standing behind it.

In a brief pause, the blade suddenly detonated with intense explosive energy, leaving the priest with only half of his shattered body.

What was astonishing, though, was that the remaining half of the priest’s body began to writhe abruptly. Flesh and blood rapidly regrew, and even the visibly diminished head was swiftly returning to its previous state..