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Chapter 358 The Empress Arrives
"We got a fortune teller's prophecy and learned that there would be a catastrophe, so we came to Haiti."

Facing the demon hunter's questioning, everyone entering the church looked at each other.

Immediately afterwards, Amanda spoke and replied to the witcher.

"prophecy?!"

Hearing the prophecy that appeared in Amanda's mouth, the demon hunter did not show the slightest disdain, but the expression on his face subconsciously became a little dignified.

Evidently, witchers are not ignorant of prophecies.

However, just when Geralt was getting a little attention from Amanda and others who appeared in the church.

Father Regba, who had been keeping silent in front of the [Spiritual World] gate, finally reacted. He twisted his fingers, closed the key that could not be turned due to the interference of twisted people, and then raised the crutch in his hand He tapped the ground and gestured to the high priest kneeling in front of him.

Sensing the sign from Father Regba in front of him, the High Priest, who had lowered his head and remained motionless, mustered up the courage to raise his head, and exchanged a glance with Father Regba in front of him, moving his gaze under the sign of the other party's eyes, Landing on the soul coin left by Baron Saturday in front of him, the High Priest's haggard face showed a dazed expression.

Seeing the appearance of the high priest, the corners of Father Regba's messy mouth curled up slightly.

"Whoo~"

Kneeling on the ground, the high priest took a deep breath.

Feeling the gaze from Papa Regba, even the high priest felt somewhat heavy in his heart.

He knew very well that this was an order from the gods to him, and if he failed to meet the requirements of Papa Regba, the high priest would be greeted by the wrath and punishment of the God of Loa.

The gods of voodoo are not the existence of being beaten on the left cheek and sticking out the right cheek.

On the contrary, once you have something that makes them dissatisfied, what you will face will be endless pain, a punishment that even death cannot escape.

Thinking of the voodoo teachings about the various terrifying teachings of the Loa God, the high priest's hesitant expression disappeared instantly.

Then, under the cover of the priest beside him, he slowly moved his body close to where the soul coin was. In the next second, before the demon hunter could react, the high priest stretched out his skinny arm and grabbed the place in front of him. A coin that was close at hand ran towards the altar without hesitation.

Seeing the High Priest standing up suddenly, Geralt subconsciously turned the muzzle of the gun in his hand, about to pull the trigger.

However, at the moment of shooting.

The demon hunter remembered the [exorcism bullet] he put into the [demon hunting gun].

At the moment he hesitated, the high priest had already rushed to Narcissus in the altar, and stuffed the soul coin in his hand into the mouth of his head with the bone dagger stuck in his heart.

boom!
After the high priest did all of this, the demon hunter on the side pulled the demon hunting gun in his hand.

The silver-white bullet hit the emaciated body of the high priest, leaving a bloody wound on his body. This bullet specially made for weirdness is equally powerful for humans.

"Cough cough..."

Hit by a shot, the high priest opened his mouth and spit out a lot of blood. However, facing the fatal wound on his body, a bloody smile appeared on his haggard face.

He has completed Papa Regba's order, and the Queen of Voodoo is about to come.

Pfft!
After smiling, the body of the high priest fell heavily in front of the altar.

Immediately afterwards, in the center of the altar, Narciss's closed eyes suddenly opened, revealing a pair of dark eyes without whites, and he opened his mouth to let out a shrill cry.

Harsh screams echoed in the voodoo church.

With the sound of screams, the head that was originally in the heart began to float, and the hair began to spread continuously, wrapping the body of Narcissus on the altar in the blink of an eye. After wrapping the body of Narcissus, the wanton growth seemed to still Somewhat dissatisfied, the hair growing from her head seemed to be growing continuously, falling on the corpse of the high priest, and then flew towards the corpse of the little wolf girl as if she had discovered something. past.

boom!
Looking at the hair that kept growing as if looking for food, Geralt's face flashed a solemn look.

He pulled the trigger, and the mysterious runes on the surface of the demon hunting gun in his hand flickered with light, turning into brass bullets covered in runes and flying towards his head in mid-air.

However, before the bullet hit her head, the hair growing from her head danced to block the bullet.

The hair hit by the bullet in mid-air erupted into hot flames, and there was a scorching smell in the air.

But soon, the scorched parts were replaced by new growth of hair.

And at the same time as the demon hunting gun fired, the spreading hair had already rolled up the body of the little wolf girl Vivienne on the ground.

As the corpses of the high priest and Vivienne were swallowed, the flying hair on the head seemed to stop its movement. They wrapped the three corpses on the altar together, and at the same time wrapped the head floating in mid-air , into a gigantic black cocoon,

Plop, plop--

From the black cocoon, there was a sound like a beating heart, which was particularly loud in the church.

"Now, come back, Queen of the Voodoo Cult—Laview."

Seeing the huge black calluses that appeared in the church, Papa Regba grinned open his mouth to reveal his pitch-black teeth.

As His voice fell, the hair that was originally tightly wrapped began to be put away, and then a woman wearing a long black dress, wheat-colored skin, and a white pattern on her face appeared from the black cocoon.

"Voodoo, your queen is back."

Coming out of the black cocoon, the woman, no, the hair behind Lavieu appeared in front of the voodoo queen as a black staircase with life-like edges.

Laview stepped down the steps and landed on the ground of the church.

Turning his dark gaze across the people in the church, he opened his arms, feeling the long-lost air in the real world, and said in a hoarse voice.

"The prophecy has come true!"

Witnessing the arrival of the voodoo queen Lavieu, fortune teller Joey touched the trembling [voodoo doll] in his arms and murmured.

boom!
In the church, Queen Lavue's posture didn't last too long, and the witcher Geralt, who was standing by, pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The bullet from the demon hunting gun hit Lavieu's body, causing huge damage and forming a hole visible to the naked eye.

However, the next second.

I saw that a large amount of hair began to grow and intertwine at the part where the voodoo queen was hit, and it instantly returned to its original state.

(End of this chapter)