Chapter 1538

Chapter 1538:

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The chief's face changed at these words.

Naturally, the chieftain did not want to descend, fearing that his wrinkled neck and skin would be stained. She lashed out at the witch who had proposed the idea, calling her a fool.

With anger boiling over, the boss declared: "You expect me to quit just because a demon is talking nonsense? Have you all gone mad?"

The witch who had spoken earlier immediately became aware of this, lowering her head in fear, wishing to disappear.

The other witches, cowed by the formidable presence of the chief, agreed that the suggestion was really crazy. Asking the chief to come down for such a trivial matter would degrade his stature and seem laughable.

However, Emerie harbored doubts, noting that there might be some truth in Nicole's words. Unlike the others, who had only seen the boss from afar, Emerie had direct interactions with him.

On occasion, Emerie had glimpsed the chief's grotesque neck, which looked like dried meat stuck to bone, the skin hanging loose in multiple folds. It looked like the skin of a snake.

But only Emerie was privy to this vision, as the chief rarely met with other witches except on ritual days, and only she spent time with the chief.

Emerie had a hard time accepting what he saw. His years of devout belief had painted the chief as a saintly figure. Challenging this perception could shatter his entire worldview.

“You demoness, you have brought upon yourself the wrath of heaven, do you understand?” Suddenly, the chief turned on Nicole. Realizing Nicole's vast knowledge, the chief was not going to just let her go. He saw that this was the perfect time to deal with Nicole and Roscoe simultaneously.

With a flick of the wrist, the torch in the chief's hand mysteriously flared up. Then, the chief fell to the ground, his voice shaking with feigned terror.

«The Spirit is angry! The Spirit is angry! Please have mercy on us. “Spirit, forgive us…”

Her leader's dramatic display brought followers to their knees, echoing her pleas for divine forgiveness.

Her goal accomplished, the chief stood up, brandishing her torch at Nicole, declaring, “This woman is tainted by a demon. We must purify her soul at the lotus altar. Otherwise, the demon will continue to haunt our world.”

"Spirit, manifest your power, banish this demon and restore peace!"

"Spirit, manifest your power, banish this demon and restore peace!"

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