Chapter 380 Ether Surface Tracking

"No, you won't."

A ball of flame filled with holy light ignited and rose from Baka's feet. Baka's body was burning to ashes, but the chef could no longer feel any more pain at this moment.

"Thank you..."

"May death bring you peace, rest in peace," Victoria stepped forward and manipulated the holy fire to burn the body of this ordinary person to prevent him from being disturbed after death, "The gods of Mount Heaven will forgive your sins."

The holy emblem of Heim emitted a slight heat, as if he did not agree with this, but it was no longer important.

"Baka, alas." Daniel sat down dejectedly. Ron handed his panpipe back to him. The bard looked at the ashes on the ground with melancholy and gently played a farewell tune.

"The name of the song is "Will You Never Come Back Again?"" Leah shook her head. After introducing the name of the song to Ron and others, she sat down beside her husband with him.

Although Baka was saved by her, Daniel seemed to have a deeper relationship with him. Maybe this is the friendship between men? Leah thought so.

She didn't quite understand, but after years of marriage, she was used to staying by her husband's side in such situations - this was the case at her sister and brother-in-law's funeral, and it was the same today.

"Touching dedication," Hendricks and Steward, who were released from the prison by Constance, couldn't help but feel sad when they saw this, "Lord, we are sorry that this happened. I should have..."

"You have done your best," Ron patted his elastic shoulders, "If you hadn't rejected their rude request, today's sacrifice would never have ended here."

Ron glanced at the priests around who were mostly captured by the shapeshifters: "At least, they must die today."

"My lord, my lord, you don't want to go to war with the Molten Iron Fortress!" Hearing this, the priests were almost scared. They could never have imagined that this so-called "country lord" and "unstable young man" had such great power.

"Are you threatening me?"

"No, no, no! How dare we? But the Molten Iron Barrier has always been one of the main forces in this world to fight against the Abyss. Once you alarm those church members who are fighting the demons, not to mention that the demons may get closer, those church members alone are also experienced in battles, and you may also-"

"Chief Judge Aaron and Priest Perglan are just insignificant members of the group. Think twice!" A priest who knew Aaron's mission a few months ago added hurriedly.

"In my ears, this is no different from a threat." Sera scratched her ears unhappily. This time it was not her turn to show her power, and the barbarian was quite unhappy.

"You only know that your church is fighting against the Abyss. Do you know that your archbishop and several high-level officials have secretly surrendered to Purgatory?" Ron glanced at the captives and asked slowly.

"What? This is impossible!" "Sir, although we offended first, you can't frame us like this!"

"Bullshit, what frame-up!" Driver couldn't help it, jumped forward, and kicked a priest, "You are blind! Didn't you see! The spell cast by your bishop! How dare you say it was given by God?!"

The goblin hunter was ignorant, but he knew that the divine spell cast by Victoria was not the same system as the one used by the bishop just now!

"In fact... it's not impossible." Victoria muttered in a low voice. At least she should have the opportunity to use the last etherization, but it's hard to say how long it will take for her to be qualified after this incident.

Although goblins are not popular, Driver is a man of few words but his point is not bad. The priests looked at each other in surprise, "It seems that it is true..."

"Lord, I have an unwelcome request," after whispering for a while, a priest stood up, "I am also a bishop, although not as high as Lord Patrick, no, Patrick's level, but I have some power. If you can be merciful and let us go, I promise to find out the truth with my colleagues present, and give you, the church, and the gods an explanation! How do you think about this?"

"I suggest you swear an oath or something," Sera looked at Victoria, "Priests' oaths are generally trustworthy, right?"

"As long as they are truly devoted to God," Victoria stood up, "Since you all say so, then come forward one by one. After testing your holy emblems and beliefs, please swear an oath, and we can consider letting you go - Ron, what do you think of this?"

Victoria suppressed her inner excitement: She examined the priests of the Molten Iron Barrier? It was against the will of heaven!

"Just do it yourself. There's no point in killing them all now," Ron waved his hand. "Ivy, you stay here with Uncle Daniel and Aunt Leah. We have to finish this matter."

"Okay..."

Ivy was about to agree, but Daniel dropped the pan flute and covered his silly daughter's mouth with his hand: "Sir Ron, the crisis has been resolved, and we have nothing to do here!"

"That Patrick is very cunning. It's better for Ivy to follow you!"

"Well, then I'll shamelessly borrow your daughter," Ron didn't expect the other party to be so proactive, and he naturally agreed, "Don't worry, I will definitely not let Ivy be in danger again!"

"Nonsense," the half-elf pulled the corner of his mouth and muttered in a low voice, "I've always been the first to rush..."

"In that case, you guys should take a rest here first," Sylvia, who rescued Daniel and his wife but hardly took any action afterwards, suddenly said, "And Mr. Hendricks, it's best to wait for us to pick you up. It's a bit chaotic outside now."

"Understood! Everything is up to the arrangements of the benefactors!" Butler Strider's big head, which is unique to halflings, kept moving up and down. As a believer of the Lord of the Nine Hells, he was more accustomed to hiding behind the scenes and controlling everything. These days, he was calculated by his own people and became a prisoner, which really frightened this butler who claimed to have seen a lot of storms.

"Did you find him?" Ron looked at Sylvia, who gave him a confirming look in return.

"Not only have we found him, but we have also controlled his range of activities," the vampire sneered and weighed the cane in his hand, "The location of the material plane is in Mr. Hendricks's manor, he can't run away."

Although etherization can make it impossible to track "people" in the material plane, Ron's side is not just people.

The etheric plane is the hunting ground of the Nighthounds!