The sacred right side of a certain comic

"Sense of déjà vu? Hearing this word from your mouth, Aiwass, made me feel a sense of disobedience. It seems that you have learned something interesting around Aleister."

Roy, who was walking in the forest, paused for a moment, and said to Aiwass behind him with a warm smile on his face without looking back.

"Laura Stuart……"

Aiwass didn't say much, just read out a person's name.

Roy was silent. He frowned. After thinking about it, he snorted and said nothing.

Looking at Roy's childish behavior, Aiwass found it interesting and happy at the same time. Nearly four hundred years have not changed anything about Roy. His heart is still as full of enthusiasm as a twenty-year-old young man. With motivation, his body has not decayed, and his mind is still high, which proves that the erosion of time has no effect on Roy.

This is the mentality that a truly strong person should have. Time will only make them more stable, but will not make their characters dull and rotten.

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In the ghost village, one ghost villager looked at the sudden appearance of the witch cultists in horror. These witch cultists held cold scimitars and chopped off all the heads of the humans who had kidnapped the children.

The decapitated corpses were lying on the open ground, and blood was spread all over the ground. The rescued children cried and ran to the arms of their relatives. The villagers protected the children behind them and watched these witch cultists vigilantly.

The reputation of the Witch Cult has not been good in the past four hundred years. Many cities have been destroyed because of them. Although the Witch Cult seems to have done many good deeds, these good deeds have been covered up under those evil deeds.

Everyone was nervously watching these witch cultists who stood there like sculptures after killing people, fearing that they had just left the tiger's mouth and entered the wolf's den, especially the man who called himself the Sloth Archbishop, who seemed to be mentally disturbed.

Invisible hands stretched out from the back of the Sloth Archbishop. These arms soaked in the witch's aura swept across the burning village, extinguishing all the flames and allowing the boiling and scorching air to cool down again.

"Rem, no matter what happens, stay with your sister. She will protect you."

Ram held his sister's hand tightly, and stared at the lazy priest with his pink eyes. This priest looked insane no matter how he looked, and he would not give people any sense of trust.

All the witch cultists did not pay attention to this. The ghost tribesmen watched with fear and vigilance. Suddenly, these believers stood up straight and turned sideways, leaving a wide avenue. Under the leadership of the Lazy Archbishop, they knelt on one knee on the ground. Lazy even shouted:"……Welcome the arrival of the great Supreme Priest!"

His voice was full of admiration, and even his somewhat crazy words were rational. The other believers also cheered, as if the Witch Cult actually believed in not witches at all, but the supreme priest.

"Could he really be...the legendary supreme priest of the Witch Cult?"

The ghost tribe swallowed and murmured in horror. The highest priest of the Witch Cult has been the most mysterious figure for four hundred years. No one knows his appearance, no one knows his gender, or even this person. Whether it really exists or not is unknown.

All the priests of the Witch Cult have appeared in history, some are diligent, some are low-key, but only this supreme priest has never appeared. Who would have thought that in this village of the declining ghost clan? , I saw this legendary figure.

However, at this time, the ghost tribe was not as excited as about meeting the legendary figure. Instead, each one became more frightened. The combat power of the Witch Cult was really too strong. It was powerful four hundred years ago. Yusijiao once single-handedly defeated the fortress city of the Flakia Empire, and what kind of power this legendary supreme priest would have. In front of him, a mere ghost tribe could probably be destroyed with just one hand.

Such members of his own ethnic group The feeling of having your destiny in the hands of others is not good at all.

Under the complicated thoughts of many ghosts, a young man wearing a red robe and a gentle and holy face walked from the distance of the passage that the witch cultists had made way.

Judging from his age, It doesn't look big, but it has a strong sense of history. The silver short hair is not arranged, but it is scattered in the ears. There seems to be endless mystery in the dark and strange double eyes. The red cassock on the body is printed with a holy cross pattern. , there is absolutely no sense of darkness that the witch taught people.

Especially the aura exuded by this man is like a spring breeze, gentle and pure, as if he is the savior sent to the earth by God, and the divine son whom God gives to all peoples.

What's even more incredible is that with the arrival of the supreme priest, the injured and groaning ghosts on the road he walked were surprised to find that their wounds no longer hurt, and they were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Healing, even if the hands and feet are severed, even if the ghost tribe's horns are cut off, they all begin to heal under the steps of this man. The ghost tribe's horns are extremely precious collections, and the ones attacking the ghost tribe this time Humans have always wanted to cut off their horns and sell them for money. If the ghost tribe's horns are cut off, they cannot be restored. However, under the miracle brought by this supreme priest, all injuries and pains seem to be gone. Disappearing away.

Is this the supreme leader of the Witch Cult? All the ghosts were stunned in place. This is completely different from the madman they imagined. You must know that the Witch Cult has always given people the impression of being a madman.

"Supreme Archbishop, your order has been fulfilled."

Hughes, who should now be called the Sloth Archbishop Petelgeuse Romanee-Conti, will always regain all his sense when he is in front of Roy, and then repent for what he did when he was crazy, some kind of To a certain extent, Roy is really no different from a god in his mind, because only in front of him can he feel alive.

"Well done, Hughes……"

Roy nodded gently to Hughes, but he didn't even look at the other witch cultists.

These believers were heinous sinners in the past and committed real sins. Therefore, after becoming witch believers and being used by Roy, they either did good deeds or met death in evil deeds, which can be regarded as repaying their past sins.

For Roy, his good and evil are only in his own heart, not in the moral values ​​set by humans. People who are willing to be bound by the views set by humans can never become slaves of humans.

Roy is living for himself, not for humanity.

God cannot be the slave of mankind

"Don't be nervous, ghost clan... Maybe the Witch Cult is not a good impression in people, but at this moment, the Witch Cult is your savior. We saved you, and saved you from those greedy and hateful humans, so I I have something to say to you, and I hope you can listen quietly and carefully."

Roy's gentle words and kind expression miraculously made these ghosts put down the walls and vigilance they had built in their hearts, and were willing to listen to his words and even his orders.

‘Seeing the face of a god, in the hearts of these saved ghosts, the man in front of them seemed to have truly become a god in their minds.