The Wolf’s Bride

Night gradually fell.

There was pin–drop silence within the church’s vicinity, making it eerie and silent.

Whoosh…

Suddenly, something seemed to fly across the sky, flapping its wings.

Under the tranquil moonlight, a group of bats appeared, decorating the entire church as a sinister and terrifying place.

Inside the room, Noir frowned and lowered his voice. “There’s movement!”

Andrius looked at the two and said slowly, “You two pretend to be asleep here. Snore as loud as you can to lower their guard.”

Noir hurriedly asked, “What about you, Andy?”

Andrius glanced outside and narrowed his eyes. “I’ll infiltrate and see what’s really going on in this church!”

Seeing Noir’s hesitant look, Andrius added, “Don’t worry, I won’t alert them. If something crops up, then you can come to support.”

Noir and the Arctic Fox nodded.

Then, the two lay on their beds and gradually entered dreamland.

Andrius observed outside the window for a moment, ensuring there was nothing going on, and leaped out, blending into the night.

Zzz…

ZZZ…

The vague sound of snoring echoed, gradually growing louder in the silent night. Andrius hid in the shadow of a bald tree and chose a direction according to his memory. The nun had avoided this place when showing them the way in.

The overall layout of the church was quite strange. Furthermore, bats occasionally hovered in the sky. Andrius moved carefully.

He had a feeling that these bats were probably tools raised by the church. Swoosh…

Swoosh…

Several bats flew over Andrius‘ head and soon disappeared into the opposite shadow. NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Andrius went deeper. His strength had been restored to the Martial Emperor realm.

In addition to that, perhaps due to refining the Dragon Flame Lotus, his perception was sharper than when he first broke through to the Martial Emperor realm previously.

“That way…”

He glanced at the tallest building, his heart skipping a beat.

It was the only building that was still lit up. It should be the core of the Sauro Church.

Andrius stealthily approached. Like a nimble monkey, he suddenly leaped through the window and arrived outside the brightly lit room.

Andrius peered through the crack and instantly frowned.

A young maiden lay naked on the bed with her hands clasped together in a devout praying position.

At that moment, a trace of death was apparent on her crystal–clear skin. From her milky–white and tender neck, two rows of deep bite marks oozed crimson blood. The priest continuously sucked it into his mouth without wasting a drop. A sinister and bloody aura emanated from the priest. It was clear that the priest was using the young maiden to cultivate some kind of evil technique.

As the last drop of fresh blood flowed, the maiden gradually lost her life and became a shriveled–up corpse. It was incredibly terrifying.

Throughout the process, she remained silent and solemn as if offering everything for her faith, willingly and contentedly.

Andrius was stunned.

The clergy of the Sauro Church had put a lot of effort into brainwashing.

Furthermore, the actions of the priest were precisely that of the vampires the Arctic Fox had mentioned earlier!