Chapitre 374: Deicide

A young man covered in scars and bruises crawled along the coast of a small town in the Kingdom of Rosa d'Oro. It was a lively town, with neat streets, tall lighthouses, concrete docks, and small steamships.

The local fishermen found him severely injured and dying. They immediately realized that something was unusual about him. The man's robe was ragged, but one could still recognize it as a robe from the Church of the Dark Night.

The priest was covered in blood. Black veins were twisted together in his arm. A giant eye grew out of his chest. The black pupil trembled and moved constantly as if it was sizing up every individual on the shore.

"Devil! Devil!" a fisherman screamed with great fear. He stumbled backward off the ship and fell into the water.

"It's the eye of the devil! Do not look! Do not look!" The crowd dispersed.

"Go find Sir Ankeru, now!"