Chapter 277

She was getting closer and closer to the Dionysian priestess, and kukas saw each other's face clearly: a good face, loose hair, red wine flowing down from the corner of her mouth and into the soft place.

Kukas's entry made the priestess's blurred eyes wake up a little, and then returned to that blurred state. "Are you here to drink with me? Join the great Dionysian church! In this sinful land, only the great Dionysian can save us, let us get rid of sin and return to the era of purity."

"Why do you want to join the Dionysian church? What benefits can you give me? Many churches want me to join them." after hearing the words of the priestess, kukas did not know why his heart softened, and then he squatted in front of the other party and asked in a low voice.

"Only the God of wine is the real God. Only the great God of wine can clear away the evil in the world and make us pure. All the other churches worship are false gods and evil creatures. They are the embodiment of evil and deceive ignorant people." the drunken priestess waved to stand up, but her body was so soft that she couldn't stand up. "I can feel the desire for light and purity in you. What are you hesitating about? As sinners, we have to die at any time. Why not pursue what we want most in our hearts? You desire light, and the great Dionysian will give you light."

"I want you to be my slave, and then I join the Dionysian church. Would you like that?" kukas asked in a low voice, reaching out and stroking the white, slender neck of the priestess. The rough big hand swam on the white and tender skin. Even if he didn't breathe hard, a red mark still appeared on the priestess's neck.

"As long as you can believe in the great and supreme Dionysus, I can do anything. As the priest of Dionysus, I can pay a price. If this can save you from sin, I will be your slave now." the priestess smiled after drinking the last drop of wine: "My wish is to save all sinners who fall into sin and still don't know it."

"You are too obsessed. You are obsessed with the world outlined by your illusions, and you are deceiving yourself." when saying this, kukas palmed hard: "if there is an afterlife, you'd better not be a believer again, at least not a crazy believer who has lost yourself."

The priestess hummed a few times in a low voice, and then the whole person was paralyzed. Her neck had been crushed by kukas, and the violent fighting spirit gushed out of kukas's hands, and then penetrated into her heart, breaking her heart.

He held the body of the priestess in his arms, then he bowed his head and kissed her forehead. Finally, after finishing the gorgeous and white priest robe for the priestess, kukas stood up and continued to walk towards the crimson manor.

Some passers-by saw his killing, but no one dared to blame anything, because they all heard that a ferocious evil man was active in this area. In a short period of several decades, he killed many people, including many level 5 professionals, and even killed a level 6 lurk a few days ago.

Thinking of the powerful power of those professionals and their weak body, everyone pretended not to see his behavior.

After killing the priestess of the Dionysian church, kukas was not in a good mood. On the contrary, his mind was depressed because of the other party's words. Along the way, he kept thinking about some things, his future and his innermost thoughts.

"Evil knight, carrying all the sins in the world, walks alone until one day he falls into an endless abyss."

"The abyss, where is the abyss? Is it really in the void? Or in the heart of everyone they say?"

"Why am I alive? Is it really just to be strong and not controlled by others when I live hard in this world? Do I really want to be a legend?"

"Longing for light and purity? It's ridiculous. It's just walking on the dark road, with both hands full of blood and accumulating endless sins! Am I a sinner? Who gave me the name of sinner? Who is qualified to say I am a sinner?"

"Yes, what I pursue is not only to live hard in this world, nor to become a legend, but to become the will of the world. I want everyone to act according to everything I specify. If I say right, I am right, and if I say wrong, I am wrong. Everyone should accept my idea, and those who do not accept my idea will die."

"No, everyone's thoughts are unique, and who can control them? It's impossible to control all the people in the world. I think it's right, someone will definitely think it's wrong, I think it's wrong, someone will definitely think it's right. If everything works according to their own thoughts, don't I live in an illusory dream?"

For a time, thousands of thoughts collided in kukas's mind. Sometimes this idea rose and sometimes that idea prevailed: "is there really a pursuit of light and purity in my heart? Hey hey! I'm afraid the priest finally used his means to affect me!" Kukas shook his head, trying to drive out all the confused thoughts in his head, but it was in vain. On the contrary, more thoughts appeared in his mind.

"Be careful with the carriage." a soft drink made him wake up from the gangster's stiffness. When he woke up, he found himself standing in the middle of the business road. A crazy running carriage galloped past him. Just when a carriage galloped past him, a woman on the carriage suddenly shouted to remind him.

This cry was not loud. Under the cover of the crazy running carriage, ordinary people could hardly hear it clearly. However, kukas heard the reminder that it was smaller than the sound of the carriage running, but he didn't hear the crazy sound of the carriage running.

When he woke up, the confused thoughts in his mind suddenly disappeared without a trace. At this time, he realized that he was definitely plotted by the dead priestess. Otherwise, he would never have such an abnormal situation.

The carriages galloped madly away from him. The Coachmans who controlled the carriages were skilled, but they didn't have to worry about hitting him. Of course, even if a fast-moving carriage hit him, it would only hit him a somersault at most, but would not bring him any casualties.