Hyper-Dimensional Player

Chapter 927 - 6: Song of Slaughter and...? The Ecstasy Cult’s Transformation!_3

On the dimensional level.

Notifications kept flashing on Duncan’s projection page.

"You are blessed by the Domain of Charm."

"You are blessed by the Domain of Dance."

"You are blessed by the Domain of Joy."

As these notifications appeared, many additional statuses appeared on Duncan’s body. Strength, agility, constitution, morale, and so on were all blessed by the nearby Joyful Priests.

Though they were inexperienced, they performed their healing duties well.

At this moment, Duncan was already pierced by several arrows, yet he was still energetic. He didn’t even use a shield, only blocking the enemies’ attacks. These Joyful Priests didn’t mind wasting Divine Techniques, maintaining a pace of casting a healing spell each round.

When the arcane archers occupying the high ground were eliminated by the Crimson Performer, the battle turned completely.

With the Stage Master, a High-tier Curse Poet joining the fight, the allied casting units started retaliating. Though the poet’s casting abilities were limited compared to a real Mage, in this situation, it somewhat compensated for the Joyful Priests’ lack of offensive output.

Duncan’s entire body was shimmering with the Spiritual Light of Divine Techniques, without knowing how many spells were cast on him. Only two people in the entire order could face the enemy head-on, one of them was him, the other was the Otherworld Divine Envoy summoned by the Mother of Great Bliss.

Clang!

With the shattering sparks, Duncan blocked the Bloodthorn Lord before him.

At this time, a rapid sound of footsteps came from afar, followed by reinforcements arriving from the direction of the Temple District. Sargant was the stronghold of the Joyful Church.

Seeing the assassination attempt fail, some members of the Pain Cult didn’t bother with anything else and immediately forced their way through to retreat.

Trying to leave?

It’s not that easy.

With Duncan’s command, the Crimson Performers began to pursue these Assassins, and as for the Pain Cult leader and Bloodthorn Lord - Khan, who was already encircled, they were attacked by the Stage Master, the Clown, and the Red Curtain Archbishop, among others, ultimately the Clown swung an unusual dagger to slit the other’s throat.

Duncan was a fraction late, only chopping off the Bloodthorn Lord’s head after the throat was cut.

Fortunately, it didn’t affect much.

Because slitting the throat does not cause immediate death, only decapitating causes instant death.

The battle ended.

Only a Soul Wounder - Lena, of the entire Pain Cult managed to escape, while the other Assassins were all slaughtered.

They escorted the Mother of Great Bliss back to the temple.

At dawn.

After a brief rest, Duncan immediately received a notification from the Joyful Priest. The Mother of Great Bliss was very happy after retaliating against these Assassins, preparing to hold a sacred carnival celebration in two days, bestowing blessings on the church members, and promoting some people to Joyful Envoys.

What?

Isn’t this right after an assassination attempt, and now you’re throwing a silver party?

Well, after being assassinated twice, the Mother of Great Bliss learned her lesson and this time did not leave the Temple District, directly holding the promotion ceremony in the Joyful Church temple.

Duncan reluctantly sighed with relief at the news.

In the afternoon.

A young man dressed as a Hedonist quietly came to the bar, passing a slip of Secret Technique parchment to Duncan.

"We will arrange some helpers for you."

The Five Fierce Women.

The Wealth Church’s top assets.

The hedonist earlier was probably an undercover agent sent by the Wealth Church, Duncan realized immediately upon a glance. The Five Fierce Women were preparing to hand over all the infiltrators to him.

But did the Mother of Great Bliss really not know about all this?

Duncan doubted it.

If the Wealth Goddess remained missing, these undercover agents sent would eventually become people of the Joyful Church.

The handwriting on the slip gradually disappeared.

Duncan stood and returned to his room, as a double agent, he figured it was best to lay low for now.

Don’t act first, don’t take responsibility, and don’t refuse what’s brought to you.

The Five Fierce Women were in haste for quick success and gain, but Duncan sensed the Mother of Great Bliss probably knew about his hidden identity as an undercover for the Wealth Church.

Meanwhile.

Sambia, the Hall of Pain.

In a gloomy and terrifying underground chamber, the fortunate escapee Soul Wounder – Lena kneeled on the floor trembling, her face ghastly pale, prostrating before the altar and kowtowed: "My lord!... Please forgive me!... Please give me another chance!..."

An immensely alluring half-elf maiden stood at the center of the altar, her eyes cold and merciless staring down at the person before her, she lifted a finger, and with a thought.

——Skinning Spell.

A piercing scream resounded, as the skin of Soul Wounder - Lena was peeled off alive, leaving her entire body exposed with bleeding muscular structure.

Lavita’s avatar looked on coldly, glanced at the side where a torturer master of the church quickly brought a set of freshly processed, magically treated human skin.

This was a beautiful half-elf’s skin.

Due to the lack of a Main God, half-elves rely on the human Pantheon and elven Pantheon, living in the crevices, so it’s easier to target them than dealing with elves.

Since the fall of the God of Murder, Baal.

Lavita’s days haven’t been as good, the Night Goddess wasn’t an easy Main God to serve, even her casually assigned tasks caused Lavita’s church significant losses.

But right now, she urgently needed to prove her value, without the support of the Three Gods of Death, sooner or later she would be targeted by enemies.

"Put it on her."

The Torture Goddess, Lavita looked down coldly at the convulsing follower at her feet: "Find a way to get close to the Mother of Great Bliss."

"This is your only chance for atonement."

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