The Doomsday Lord: Starting as a Insect Queen-Chapter 1241 - 427: Starry Sky Premiere of the Cards (6k) (Part 2)
In the heat of battle, the time needed to activate the card felt exceptionally long. If she had been just a second or two slower in activating the card, it could have ended disastrously.
Fortunately, after the initial punch landed, she quickly reacted and immediately activated the card amidst the burst of magical flames.
The bishop looked at the results of the battle with satisfaction, already pondering how much intelligence these captives could bring to the Red Moon Church.
"Clean up quickly. If you wish to convert any to blood thralls, do so immediately.
Although those guys fled out of fear of being caught in the battle, now that it’s over, they might take the risk to return any moment to see if they can scavenge any leftovers.
The goal has been achieved, so let’s not complicate matters,"
the bishop instructed the other missionaries around her, and then hurriedly approached the captured captain.
She recalled the card just now for a similar reason.
Outwardly, the Red Moon Church clearly does not possess 8th Rank Strength, and if those returning people see it, it would be hard to explain.
Even if those low-tier individuals cannot distinguish between the 8th Rank and 7th Rank.
She should not have shown high-tier combat power with just her squad.
Otherwise, if exposed, the external rating of the Red Moon Church’s combat power would definitely rise several times, even attracting attention from the Three Great Civilizations.
She had already learned from the network about His Highness’s speculation, knowing that the Three Great Civilizations are currently paying special attention to suppressing God believers.
To stand out while the Three Great Civilizations are especially attentive would be akin to cheating in front of an invigilator or reaching for your pocket in front of an American police officer—simply courting death.
She might even be used as an example, beaten to death by the force of civilization. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎
This is something neither she, the Red Moon Church she represents, nor even His Highness are willing to accept.
That’s why she needed to be so cautious, even specifically choosing this place as the battlefield.
Thankfully, the result this time was still favorable.
The low-tier individuals fled skillfully at the start of the battle, and even the surveillance system was knocked out after the battle began, ensuring no witnesses.
With her mood relaxed, even the conversion process went extraordinarily smoothly.
The process of converting blood thralls is not overly long; after months of development within this system, various abilities have long been developed by various sages.
Although not perfected, the use of potions has significantly reduced the time required to convert blood thralls.
A few minutes later, when the bishop sensed the life signals approaching from outside the starport, the conversion was already complete.
"You all take the blood thralls and leave first, and stick to the original plan to find the ship; I’ll handle the remaining matters and then come to you."
The bishop turned and instructed the other missionaries.
After they left, the life signals outside the starport had already approached.
"Your Excellency...
Your Excellency, the bishop from the Red Moon Church, I am Toria, the actual controller of this starport; it’s an honor to meet you.
I’m very sorry that you were attacked, causing you inconvenience..."
The visitor spoke very politely, but the bishop’s face, once again hidden by a hood, curled into a slight sneer, not deceived by the seemingly amiable smile.
Heh, the damage caused by the battle must have them bleeding inside, yet they still claim it’s an ’honor’...
The bishop thought sarcastically.
She knew well that the other’s politeness was entirely because she was the one standing here in the end.
Disputes in this starport were not frequent but not unheard of.
However, those fights were limited to the 1st Rank and 2nd Tier, at most a clash of the 3rd Rank, not overly fierce.
Yet this so-called manager clearly didn’t try to stop it and even seemed pleased, taking advantage from it.
Now, this concerned appearance was purely out of respect for her strength.
The bishop suspected that if the converted blood thrall captain had won, the starport controller would definitely have shown up, albeit with a different attitude, turning to flatter that captain.
"If you know you’ve caused me inconvenience, why not give me some compensation?"
The bishop deliberately retorted, causing the starport owner’s words to catch in his throat.
Come on, I was just being polite, and you’re taking it seriously?
"Ah haha, compensation... compensation, well, that’s negotiable, that’s negotiable!
The situation was urgent, so there wasn’t time to prepare... I will personally see to it later!"
"Well then, that’s excellent. I’ve had my eye on that spaceship docked in Zone One of your starport for a while. How about offering that as my compensation?"
The bishop pretended not to understand the casualness and evasiveness in the starport owner’s words, speaking deliberately.
As expected, those words left the starport owner unable to keep his composure, his face turning dark, but remembering he couldn’t beat the other party, he grudgingly contained his temper.
"Ah, well, that... that can be discussed in detail later.
How about we, Your Excellency, return to the matter at hand?
I’m the starport owner, such a major event happened; I need to understand the situation. Could you tell me what exactly took place just now, and who this individual is..."
The starport owner gestured toward the captain behind the bishop, tentatively asking.
Although he had a general guess, the rumors about the Red Moon Church controlling living puppets remained unverified...
