Chapter 662: Hunting Ceremony of the Evil God Believers
"Julian, I suppose you can't even wait for just a moment?"
Holmes looked up at the suddenly appearing girl in front of him and said with a smile.
The girl wore a tight-fitting black leather armor, which clung to her body as if tailored for her, outlining her graceful yet powerful stature.
The clever design of the leather armor showcased her spirited demeanor while exposing large areas of her skin, white and jade-like, reflecting a soft sheen under the dim light, like the most lustrous jade under the moonlight.
Red long hair, like burning flames, cascaded down her back, strands glinting with dazzling light, forming a stark contrast with the black leather armor, making her skin appear as snowy as possible, beautiful enough to captivate hearts.
The long hair swayed gently in the wind, as if carrying endless passion and life force, perfectly complementing her alluring and enticing figure.
The girl's face was exquisitely picturesque, with an inadvertent hint of charm between her brows and eyes, yet not lacking in purity and stubbornness. Her eyes were deep, as if hiding countless secrets and stories, compelling one to explore further.
Faced with such an extraordinary beauty, Holmes's eyes revealed no desire.
He knew that this girl was a merciless existence, more importantly, her strength was quite formidable, even he, as the Shepherd Leader of the All Beast Church, had to handle with care.
Abuse Goddess's Divine Envoy, [Torture Executor] Juliana!
[Abuse Goddess] Lavita was an aggressive, domineering, and fearless goddess, guarding all torturers, sadists, and bullies on the Ferren Continent.
Her nature was both cruel and calculating, keen on creating pain, always able to accurately strike at the cracks in victims' beliefs. Unlike most bullies using violence to subdue, she perfectly leveraged human selfishness to further her plans.
Lavita used to be one of the Dark Gods, allied with Lady Plague and Whipping Girl and other divines, and she deeply hated the God of Suffering, Ilmat, because this deity consistently protected those meant to be tormented.
In fact, among the gods, female deities compared to males often displayed more extreme and madness.
As an evil god, the name of the Abuse Goddess was spread across the Gaia World, feared by many.
Her followers, like the goddess herself, relished in gaining pleasure through abusing either others or themselves.
Thus, the followers of the Abuse Goddess were essentially a group of madmen and sadists, extremely arrogant and flamboyant in their actions.
Due to her considerable power among the gods, her followers, despite their madness, were frequently purged by other Church of the Gods, yet those who survived were invariably strong and insane.
[Torture Executor] Julian was one of them.
Although Juliana seemed to be a pure and beautiful girl, the number of lives and blood in her hands was no less than Holmes's.
Moreover, Holmes had once witnessed Juliana fighting against the Legendary Priest of the Suffering Church.
Her exceedingly bizarre abilities gave Holmes, who was innately stronger, a sense of apprehension, unwilling to be her enemy.
Upon hearing this, Juliana let out a light laugh, cast a flirtatious glance at Holmes, and then shifted her gaze.
She wasn't interested in old men like Holmes.
Young and handsome boys suited her taste better.
"Alright, contacting you this time isn't for bickering."
At this moment, the man in a gray robe slowly walked out of the dark shadow, his steps steady and leisurely, as if each step was on an inexplicable rhythm.
The handsome face bore faint traces of time, but that touch of wear and tear not only didn't detract from his charm but added depth and a calm demeanor.
His eyes were calm and profound, seemingly able to perceive the essence of all things, yet appearing unconcerned with the matters around him.
He wore a simple gray robe, its texture not luxurious, its style extremely plain, yet when worn by him, inexplicably exuded a noble and dignified aura.
"Lune, long time no see."
Holmes looked at the suddenly appearing man in a gray robe and spoke deeply.
If he felt implicit wariness toward the girl Julian earlier, when facing the man in a gray robe, Lune, Holmes was thoroughly on guard.
Never mind Lune's seemingly calm and unhurried demeanor, he could at any moment erupt in an attempt to kill him.
As the Shepherd Leader of the All Beast Church, in a sense, he was one of Lune's prime prey.
As for allies, it was basically meaningless to believers of evil gods.
Moreover, though Lune seemed calm and warm, he was also a complete madman.
Even more insane than Julian.
He was the Divine Son of the God of Hunting Mara!
Legend tells that after the incarnation of the God of Hunting Mara descended upon the Gaia Main World, he captured a Red Dragon.
Well~ it was a female dragon.
And Lune was the child born of the union between Mara's incarnation and the Red Dragon.
And Lune, as a Divine Son, quickly showcased his talent, rapidly advancing to Legend after coming of age.
And now, he had been on the Path to Divinity for many years.
Given Lune's strength, it was very likely he had made considerable progress along the Path to Divinity.
Thus, Lune was the strongest among those present.
Even though Holmes was the Shepherd Leader of the All Beast Church, he had to respect Lune.