Novel & Cerita Castlevania Priest

The priestess shrieked again and cast a deadly spell on Diana. **** Eric with his shield on came rushing in the priest’s direction. But the latter was also quick to avoid him. Eric realized that he must have a spell so that he could move as fast as he did. He thought that it was going to be interesting that he smirked, enjoying this encounter. “You’ll pay for what you did to my brother!” the priest promised. “Bring it on, bald priest!” he taunted. The priest procured a short sword, glinting under the sun’s rays.

They passionately stared at Ares, who transformed into a human form. "It's really the High Priest! It turns out that the High Priest is a dragon! No wonder he can predict the Holy Maiden! He and the Holy Maiden are a match made in heaven!" "What Klaus? What Orion? No matter how exceptional they are, they are no match for a dragon! Holy Maiden, they probably found out the Dragon Clan was coming and chickened out!" Some excited Beastfolk had already started jumping to conclusions. I watched and did not stop them. I thought, 'Aren't Klaus and the others waiting for me to beg them? Let us see who begs whom.'

But then again, Cavin himself was living proof that not all knights attain such heights. What kind of knight, so powerful, so attractive, and befitting the physical impression of supremacy and strength, could be so nervous and skeptical? This priest Cornelius was an unusual one. He gives his people what they want against his own intentions? He assigns men as the head chief who does not want to govern these people? Does he understand what he is doing? The priest pulled out a clay jar and peeled the lid. Knight Leo knelt before the priest. Cornelius poured the contents of the clay jar over knight Leo’s head. The anointing wine of the lord streamed down over his face and beard.

He wanted to say something, but in the end, he decided to remain silent. The priest, on the other hand, coughed lightly and said, “My friend, Lady Lynch must’ve been cursed. I just removed the evil influence within her body, but you touched her again so suddenly. I know that you have good intentions and wanted to see if she was injured, but I won’t be able to do anything if evil influence from the outside world enters her body again.” Everyone stiffened at the priest’s words. Harvey turned around and stared at the priest from Mount Longhu with narrowed eyes. He asked calmly, “You are Master Ziegler from Mount Longhu, correct?”

Samuel was not nervous at all as he shouted towards Darryl, “Sect Master Darby, I won’t just take your Godly Pill for free. I’ll exchange something with you in return.” “I am born with a free soul and do not wish to join any sect. I am here today to ask for a Godly Pill to help me make a breakthrough into the Martial Marquis level. I’ll have no regrets if I could reach the Martial Marquis level. I offer this in exchange for your Godly Pill.” The Priest reached out his wrist as he spoke and an amulet appeared in his hand. The amulet was shining softly. Darryl was stunned when he saw that and asked, “Did you generate the amulet yourself?”

~ (Raziel) I had felt the pull of magic coming from Rayne as it was materializing in her palm. Being a High Priest had its advantages. I could zone in on any Reaver and know what powers they were using at any given time. I could do it to any creature, but why waste my time? It wasn't something I really used often, or even cared about. But since Rayne started dreamwalking I had kept my eye on her in case other powers started to emerge. It’s a good thing I did.

The Priest watched from below with glee as the rest stared on in shock and confusion. “Kill?” He questioned. “Your dark spells gave your creation deceitful powers!” Nyka gritted to the Priest as she held her sword, her eyes fixed on the “creation of the Priest”, a product of his obsessive desire for the saviour to be true. “Come down and might be merciful while granting you death!” Alaris hissed. This female was stupid. “Granting me death?” With a flick of his hand, the ball of flames that danced around his fingers traveled through the cave, merging with the flames on their torches, then it returned to him as a bigger flame that laced his hand.

The priestess added. "Okay then. That's fine by me," Lydia said. Lydia was now standing an inch away from the priestess, the Priestess licked her lips with her tongue but before she could cast her spell, Lydia attacked her. "Now!" Lydia shouted and Jade casted her spell and touched the Priestess. The priestess was taken by surprise and so she did not see Jade coming. In no time the Priestess was on the floor with her eyes closed. "She's not dead,"Jade told Lydia.

Plans she could never attempt with the first priest. Because he had been old. Weak. This one was different. Her mind flashed back to the dream—the priest claiming her, pulling her from the darkness. She placed her hand against the glass and whispered softly, almost reverently, “My savior has come.”

I looked to Izabele with a question on my face. “Sera, I’d like you to meet the Ostyn High Priestess, Celeste Ostyn. High Priestess, this is the friend of Kamari’s I told you about.” Izabele introduced us, and all I could do was gaze at the beautiful Priestess with my mouth open. She looked familiar; her long light white hair cascaded down her back while her warm brown and golden eyes bore into mine. The fine lines around her eyes crinkled as she smiled at me, her eyes giving off the impression of the power that lay beneath. Izabele was powerful; you could tell by her aura, but the Priestess’s power could swallow Izabele for breakfast. The Priestess nodded to acknowledge me but said nothing.