Chapter 237
"Go, hurry!"
Shouts and shouts resounded throughout the area. A large number of knights unleashed all their divine techniques without holding back and charged towards that block.
"Don't kill me, I'm …" one of the monsters had the upper body of a middle-aged man, while the lower half of the middle-aged man's body seemed to have melted and fused with the monster.
Seeing the knight raising his sword in front of him, the middle-aged man shouted in a frenzy, as if he had some sort of unique identity. But all of that was to no avail, as the knight's sword continued to swing down without mercy, cutting both him and the monster in half.
However, at this point, the summoning ritual was about to be completed.
A large number of unknown substances manifested around Birosius, forming black lines that covered the entire area around him. These lines gave off a faint glow, giving off a beautiful sight.
As soon as these lines manifested, they were infused into Birosius's body, causing a large amount of information to interact with each other. What Birosius had, and what he had, began to communicate.
The preparations for this summoning were still too little, there were no descending bodies or sacrificial offerings, so to witness the blossoming of the Truth, the frenzied Birosius had used himself as a vessel.
Over a decade ago, after Birosius obtained the finger cult's magical ritual, he had been constantly hunting for fingers to obtain the power of the Evil God.
However, due to his lack of necessary knowledge, he didn't have any other magic, so his usage of the Evil God's power had always been relatively low-end, infusing it into his body to obtain immense strength and defense.
This was an extreme waste of the Evil God's power, but over the years, Birosius's body had adapted to the power of the Evil God, barely becoming a vessel for his descending body.
"Release the restrictions, we must not allow evil to descend upon this land!" The Archbishop raised his scepter up high, a scorching light emanated from the ruby at the tip. The light resembled sharp arrows, madly shooting forward under the Archbishop's control.
The light bloomed, destroying everything in its path, turning them into green smoke. The surrounding buildings were all destroyed, even the obstacles of the terrain were broken.
This was the God's Pasture. Normally, as Shepherd Dogs, they would maintain a certain level of restraint, doing their best to not cause any damage, never once did they use any large-scale or powerful attacks.
But at this moment, they no longer cared about this. The knights' bodies shone with all kinds of radiance, and the priests cast all kinds of amplification spells on the knights, causing their strength to undergo earth-shaking changes.
Unlike knights who used holy water to strengthen their bodies, received the Blessing of Glory and the Brand of the Red Sun, priests of the Sun Shadow church didn't have a clear hierarchy.
They needed faith to form a structural mark in their souls to carry the divine incantations. Every time they prayed to God, it was a process of resonance. The mark in their souls would become more and more complex, and the more divine incantations they could carry.
Therefore, the priests could use more than five times the divine incantations of knights. In some areas, the profession of battle priests was still maintained. They trained their fighting memory, and with the help of a large number of divine incantations, their fighting strength was even more terrifying than knights. Moreover, they could use divine incantations to restore their physical strength and heal their injuries while fighting.
However, because the Sun Shadow church of Lohr had been 'peaceful' for too long, the priests of Lohr had begun to enjoy themselves and weren't interested in training their skills day after day like knights.
Under the support of a large number of divine incantations, the knights began to rampage, constantly approaching Birosius. As soon as the black threads came into contact with the knights, they instinctively reached into their armors, established a connection with them, and began to communicate with them.
However, the Blessing of Glory had become an obstacle. Their faith had formed a spiritual barrier that protected their souls.
The knights' swords were imbued with a large number of divine incantations, as well as the [Otherworld Banishment], causing these black threads to constantly break apart.
Chromie lowered his head, wielding a normal iron sword in his hand, his gaze flickering with hesitation. Although his swordsmanship could be considered powerful, it was still too weak against these inhuman entities.
Furthermore, there were quite a few sacrificial rituals recorded in the Tome of Sacrifice that could allow him to quickly grow stronger.
There were two types of sacrificial magic recorded in the Tome of Sacrifice. The first was a permanent sacrifice similar to sacrificing one's sense of smell to obtain the ability of Spirit Sight, while the other was a one-time sacrifice. For example, by sacrificing a finger, the finger would directly shoot out like an arrow. According to the description, as long as it was within range, the finger would be able to pierce through all defenses.
Other than that, there were also many other abilities such as sacrificing eyeballs, skin, bones, and so on.
These were all one-time sacrifices, the price of which was to permanently lose something in exchange for an extremely powerful spell.
The final stage of the one-time sacrifice was the sacrifice of the soul.
And the final stage of the permanent sacrifice was the Proof of Sacrifice, which was said to be able to instantly turn a person into a God.
Of course, Chromie had never intended to use this kind of sacrifice, because the more he gained, the more he would lose. The price of turning into a God was something he couldn't bear.
"At the price of losing a limb, unleashing a one-time spell to kill Birosius" Chromie was constantly weighing whether or not this was worth it. Since the sacrificial magic didn't require any power from an Evil God, even if he was discovered, the Sun Shadow church would at most take it away without any punishment.
"Is this worth it?" A trace of confusion flashed in Chromie's eyes. It was always easy for people to hurt others, but it was very difficult for them to hurt themselves.
"My name …" a large number of black threads retracted and entered Birosius' body. Or rather, the Evil God had descended upon this world: "Bardimor!"
His body began to change, a large number of threads began to drift around his body, slowly allowing him to hover in the air.
Following Bardimor's declaration, this name resounded in the ears of the trembling people hiding in their homes. This name seemed to contain some sort of magical power that left a deep impression on everyone.
This was also a form of communication. As Bardimor's information began to flow along with his name, the ordinary residents of the city also established a connection with him, allowing their information to flow towards Bardimor.
Not too far away from them, Chromie naturally couldn't escape this calamity. At this point, it wasn't a matter of whether he was willing or not. He raised his hand and pointed at the hovering Bardimor.
The knights also charged towards Bardimor. However, when Bardimor opened his eyes, two rays of light shot out and struck the knight's body. His armor, his body, his blood, everything about this knight was twitching, then quickly became unrecognizable.
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