Heroes of Silver Moon

"What's the matter, Commander?" Seeing Cirillo's frown, the priest next to him asked quickly.

"In this room, there is a smell of a middle-aged man, who should be the cultist who tortured her."

Looking at the smiling dead girl, Cirillo said slowly, "However, I didn't smell this smell during the previous battle."

"Hiss, do you mean that a cultist ran away?" All the priests searching in the room stopped their movements, and then looked towards Cirillo.

"Well, I'm not sure either." As if a big stone was pressing on his chest, Cirillo said with a block in his heart.

If a cultist ran away, their encirclement and suppression would be completely in vain.

A group of cult members committing a crime is committing a crime, and a cult member committing a crime is also committing a crime. With extraordinary power, there is not much difference between a person committing a crime and a group of people committing a crime.

After all, even if a group of cultists gather together, they dare not make any big moves.

If they dared to make a big move, they would be able to throw them on their heads in a matter of minutes if they taught them legendary magical arts of the forbidden curse level.

"What's the matter?" Sensing the situation in the compartment, the presiding judge also walked in.

"Judge, Knight Commander Cirillo guesses that a cultist seems to have escaped." Seeing the presiding judge walking in, a priest said cautiously.

"Guess?" The presiding judge frowned and looked at Cirillo when he heard the report from the priest under him.

Seeing the presiding judge looking at him, Cirillo hesitated for a moment, then recalled the resentment of the group of cultists looking at this room during the previous battle, and finally nodded affirmatively.

"Okay." Seeing the experienced demon hunter Cirillo nodding, the presiding judge sighed tiredly, then raised the scepter in his hand, and a divine light swept out from the scepter.

"Hehe, hehe", as if going back in time, the scene in this compartment began to change continuously.

And the presiding judge, who had released this magical spell, seemed to have exhausted his energy and spirit, and looked very tired.

Mirror image backtracking can make the selected place show the mirror image not long ago. It is a very practical detection magic, and mages also have similar spells.

But it is a pity that this kind of backtracking magic is too energy-intensive, and it cannot be used in dangerous places at all.

A powerful master priest like the presiding judge also looked sluggish after using this spell.

If it weren't for the protection of a large group of church personnel by his side, the presiding judge might not be sure that he would dare to use the magic of mirror image backtracking in the place where he had just fought with the cultists.

If it takes most of the energy to cast the spell, and then suddenly an enemy pops up, the caster will be immediately chilled.

"Stop", in the rapidly reversing mirror image, a figure was inadvertently left, and the presiding judge quickly stopped his backtracking.

The backtracking mirror first paused for a moment, and then began to play back what just happened in this room in the normal order.

The "archbishop" was exercising on the bed, and then seemed to be frightened, the little brother shrank directly, then grabbed his own clothes and put them on his body.

"We should have just broken in at this time," Cirillo said annoyed when he saw the cult member he had never met.

Since they had never met the cultist, it is very likely that his conjecture was correct.

"Keep reading! We established an enchantment before the war, and there is also a holy trial with a full range of attacks. He should not be able to escape."

After reassuring Cirillo, the presiding judge also frowned and said, although he was very reluctant to admit it, but there is no ashes in this room, which means that at least the cultist did not die here.

And the other people present also thought of this, and their faces became even uglier.

The mirror image continued to play back, and after the "Archbishop" got dressed, he quietly used a kind of magic, turning himself into a shadow without a sound, and hid himself under the bed.

Not long after, the beam of divine judgment descended, and even though the "archbishop" turned into a shadow, even though he hid under the bed, his soul and body were still burned.

"Hmm," the subsequent mirror image made the presiding judge's eyelids twitch.

The **** runes drawn by the cultists outside all wandered to the side of the "Archbishop", forming a series of defenses to help him resist the burning.

Under the dazzling light of the light beam, the demon hunting team who were "watching a show" outside did not notice any changes in these runes.

In the end, after the runes were burned out, the light beam began to burn the "archbishop" again, but unfortunately, when the presiding judge realized that the battle was over, he immediately canceled the divine spell.

The beam of light gradually dissipated, and although the "archbishop" was severely injured in body and soul~www.readwn.com~, he was still lingering.

"Hey~", seeing this scene, the presiding judge sighed sadly, and the hearts of all the people present were so cold.

For it is now clear that the cultist who hid, for whatever reason, did not die of the cleansing of the Divine Judgment.

Next, the priests who maintained the barrier mistakenly thought that the battle was over, so in order to reduce the loss of holy power, they revoked the barrier.

And when the enchantment was revoked, the cultist who turned into a shadow also logically escaped from the house.

"Tsk, I was careless." The presiding judge rubbed his temples with a headache, and then said helplessly, "Although the evil **** made a move in secret this time, we still need to have a long memory in the future."

"In the future, even if you use a large-scale divine technique for purification, you must maintain the barrier until it is confirmed that there are no survivors." His gaze suddenly became severe, and the presiding judge scanned everyone in the room.

This time, whether it was the presiding judge, the approval team, or the demon hunting team, all made mistakes to varying degrees.

If only the chief judge hadn't canceled the magic spell so quickly; if the priest of the review team hadn't canceled the barrier carelessly; if the demon hunting team in the house had discovered the change of those **** runes in time.

But in this world, there are not so many "ifs".

Because of the mistakes of all of them, a cultist ran away. No one present could tell what kind of crime this cultist would commit in the future.

If the cultist who ran away massacred the people and then used sacrifices to recover from his injuries, then the blame would be on them.

The credits and faults of the members of the church will be liquidated by the Moonlight Goddess in the end.