The Ocean Lord Is Unusually Powerful Chapter 571: Embrace Evolution! (3)

Chapter 571: Embrace Evolution! (3)

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“The way those n.o.bles look at us is like we’re nothing more than livestock…”

Suddenly, within this closed and dark hall, “many” believers began to lament the wicked deeds of the n.o.bles and their lackeys. The emotions of anger and sorrow infected other believers, causing them to recall the injustices they had suffered.

This made Jon’s expression shake as well, images of his own mistreatment by the n.o.bles flashing through his mind. He couldn’t help but curse, “d.a.m.n n.o.bles!”

The priest, observing this scene, displayed a satisfied expression on his face.

Taking advantage of the increasingly intense emotions of the believers, he spoke loudly.

“But the appearance of the Lord has changed everything!”

“The Archbishop told me that the Lord is willing to bestow abundant blessings upon us, granting us the power to resist the n.o.bles!

As long as all the brothers and sisters here can receive the blessings personally bestowed by the Archbishop!”

In the pa.s.sage leading to the front of the hall, suddenly, a wriggling sound was heard. Amid the expectant gaze of numerous believers, a tall figure walked out.

However, the appearance of this figure left the believers breathless.

It had a humanoid body with a grotesque and eerie form, its pallid bones exposed, grayish-blue muscles intertwined between the bones. Its hands had mutated with sharp, grayish-blue claws, and instead of human facial features, there were several horizontal strips of flesh. Fins and similar organs adorned its neck and body.

What sent shivers down one’s spine the most was the fact that it had no legs; it moved using a hem of flesh and blood composed of tentacles wrapped around its waist, writhing and undulating.

The priest spoke in a hoa.r.s.e voice, “This is the Lord’s blessing. We should accept it sincerely and praise the Lord’s generosity!”

“Is this the Archbishop?”

“Oh my, it’s so repulsive and horrifying. I don’t want to become such a monster…”

Such a non-human appearance instantly generated a sense of rejection among many believers. The excitement they had felt earlier subsided in an instant.

“I don’t want this power anymore. 1 want to leave the church…”

A young believer who recently joined the church also wanted to leave, but as soon as he turned to run towards the pa.s.sage, he was knocked to the ground. The priest’s hand had transformed into a tentacle, piercing through the young believer’s chest, and blood quickly spread beneath his body.

“Going against the Lord’s will shall incur punishment.”

The strong smell of blood made other believers shiver, dispelling any thoughts of leaving.

Seeing this, the priest smirked and turned to the monstrous figure – the Archbishop.

“Your Excellency, Archbishop, please purify these lost believers and let them join us, into the embrace of the Lord and the deep sea!”

The Archbishop, with its writhing tentacle hem, moved forward and suddenly opened a large hole in its chest. It extended a small, thin tentacle, which forcefully pierced into the body of the frontmost believer.

What followed was the injection of some kind of liquid into the believer’s body. His face contorted in pain, and he let out agonizing screams. His body developed numerous b.u.mps, his skin peeled away, and his facial features changed. Tentacles emerged from the b.u.mps…

In just under half a minute, this believer transformed into a monstrous ent.i.ty of tentacles and flesh.

This horrifying scene made the other believers tremble, and they couldn’t help but try to escape from this place. However, without exception, they were all killed by the priest with his tentacles and brought before the transformed tentacled monstrosity to be devoured.

The priest’s eyes gleamed with benevolence. “Feast, my brothers and sisters. Embrace evolution with serenity; this is the Lord’s gift. We are destined to come into this world to fulfill the will of the Lord.”

While the underground hall was in the midst of a cult-like conversion ritual, the door of the house above suddenly rang.

The middle-aged man guarding the door leaned cautiously against it, asking in a hushed voice, “Who is it?”

“Open up! Tressburg City Guards!”