Chapter 93
At the very next moment, a torrent of darkness poured in through the hole in the roof. The noisy cawing of the crows filled the entire area, and the darkness completely obscured the white glow of the Grace.
Negri stood in the middle of the field, shuttling between the black and white, casually killing his enemies. The Grace of Fortitude could only delay the arrival of death, if the Grace of Salvation couldn't keep up, he wouldn't be able to save them.
As the black and white gradually subsided, more and more red appeared in the field, staining everything red. Negri walked up the stairs step by step, arriving in front of the trembling Luen who was still holding his scepter.
Behind Negri, a large number of corpses were piled up, some of them were humans, some of them were crows, but the crows still had the advantage in numbers, so there were still quite a few crows standing on top of the corpses, coldly pecking at them.
"You're not going to run?" Negri showed Luen a bit of respect and asked.
"I am God's Envoy, behind me is the Holy Church of Miracles, I will not allow an evil creature like you to step inside" Luen was trembling, but he didn't retreat again. It had been ten years, it had been ten years since he escaped from Rem.
The reason why he was so eager to climb up and develop the Church of Divine Grace was naturally because of his ambition, his desire for power, but it was also because of fear.
Ever since Reya left, every time he thought of how powerful Negri was, he would feel fear, that deep sense of powerlessness constantly stimulated him. Only by wielding more and more power would he be able to escape that fear.
After becoming the Pope, he originally thought that he would be able to overcome that fear, but when Negri appeared in front of them again, he found that the bone-deep fear made him feel despair.
"May God be with me" Luen looked at Negri who was right in front of him and muttered. He relied on the Grace of his family and his mentor to become the Cardinal, then the Pope, using the Church of Divine Grace to influence the situation of Interkam and even the entire continent.
But all of this was useless against Negri. When everything he relied on was stripped away and he could only face this fear head-on, Luen suddenly felt that nothing was worth being afraid of anymore.
Under such circumstances, one could either be defeated by fear and never be able to stand up again, or face the fear and truly recognize oneself.
"Negri!" Luen's body shone with a dazzling White Light. He swung his scepter at Negri.
"I will accept your stubbornness!" Negri dodged Luen's attack. His palm pierced through Luen's chest, pulling out his beating heart and crushing it.
Luen's Soul Essence and Life Essence were absorbed. To a large extent, his success was due to the power of his family and his mentor. However, there weren't many people with the same background as him in the Church of Divine Grace, but there were also quite a few. But among these people, why was Luen the only one to become the Pope? It had to be said that he himself had his own merits.
Negri pulled his hand back and picked up the scepter. This scepter had a deep connection with the original Evil Spirit. He could use its full power for a short period of time to grant blessings to many people.
If it weren't for the help of the crows, even if Negri transformed into his dragon form, it would have been difficult for him to resist so many madmen who had nine blessings and had nothing but God in their hearts.
With a wave of his hand, he broke the door of the Holy Hall of Miracles. The scene inside appeared in front of Negri. A stone platform was enshrined in the center of the hall. There were various unknown lines on the stone platform that looked extremely harmonious.
Above the stone platform, there was a blazing ball of light. When the members of the Church of Divine Grace wanted to receive the blessings, they had to come here, stand on the stone platform, and receive the light from the ball of light through a specific ceremony.
Generally speaking, because of their physique, humans could only receive five blessings at most. Six blessings were the most powerful, and the most powerful knight in history had received a total of seven blessings.
Negri looked at the ball of light floating in the sky with a playful look in his eyes.
If anyone else came here, they would feel a sense of holiness from the bottom of their heart, as if the ball of light there was the incarnation of God, the creator of everything.
Even the ball of light itself probably thought so.
As an existence that walked out from the first flame, the original Evil Spirit, it was completely brainwashed by a group of ordinary people, how shameful.
In the shadow of this Holy Hall of Miracles, several people in white robes walked out. If Luen was here, he would notice that these people were some of the more senior Archbishops of the Church of Divine Grace.
"Negri, do you want to blaspheme God?" a white-robed man with a scar on his face said coldly.
"God?" Negri slowly stepped forward: "Don't joke around"
"Although the quality of his soul is better than mine, this kind of thing that is dominated by the will of scum like you definitely cannot be called God!" Negri said disdainfully, causing the expressions of everyone present to change drastically.
For the Council of the Secret Gods, if the Church of Divine Grace was destroyed, then so be it. As long as they continued to control the original Evil Spirit and continue to bestow Grace, they could still rebuild a new Church of Divine Grace.
Once the secret of the Church of Divine Grace was exposed, the mystery of God would be gone. God would become a treasure that anyone could control, and the Church of Divine Grace would become a target for all. If they still controlled a large number of Knights of Divine Grace, they could still resist the greedy gazes, but now that the Church of Divine Grace had been massacred by Negri, if their secret was exposed, they would be hunted down by the entire continent.
"You should think about how to save your own lives first!" Negri raised the Pope's scepter and walked towards the people of the Council of the Secret Gods.
"Negri, your biggest mistake was to not covet the Pope's scepter!" Another bald white-robed man sneered: "Do you really think that we didn't leave any countermeasures when we handed this thing over to the Pope?"
The scepter in Negri's hand suddenly began to shine with a blinding White Light, causing Negri to feel the structure of his soul becoming unstable and being sucked into the scepter.
"The Pope's greatest raw material is the souls of past Divine Graces, by using countermeasures, we can make the ball of light devour the soul of the scepter's wielder" a white-bearded old man among them smiled and said.
"Dick, you talk a little too much." The scar-faced white-robed man complained to the white-bearded old man with a bit of dissatisfaction. Although Negary had been sucked in by the Pope's scepter and was done for, it was still better to keep these secrets to himself.
However, the white-bearded old man Dick ignored him and continued: "I have prepared all the information regarding the soul-forged weapon, sir Negri"
"Good job, Dick." Negri swung the scepter and crushed the scar-faced man to death. The other people of the Council of the Secret Gods cursed at Dick, they couldn't understand why he would betray the Council of the Secret Gods.
They wanted to use the original Evil Spirit to repel Negri, only to find that Negri also knew how to control the original Evil Spirit, not to mention that Negri's willpower was far stronger than theirs. In the end, they were killed by Negri in despair.
"Sir Negri is truly powerful to the point of despair" Dick said flatteringly from the side, his wrinkled old face squeezed into a chrysanthemum.
This Dick Sachar was the biggest traitor of the Church of Divine Grace that Negri incited, and the main reason why he was incited was because he was old.
Even though he controlled the original Evil Spirit, had the Grace of Life transplanted into his body, and took good care of himself every day, he had lived for too long. He could feel that he wouldn't be able to live much longer, so he chose to side with Negri and betrayed the Council of the Secret Gods.
Negri turned around to look at this man, then waved his hand to summon a crow. As his finger pierced into the crow's body, a black substance could be seen spreading from the crow's body, then touched Dick Sachar's head. The black substance came to life and crawled into his body through his skin.
"Your body will gradually be replaced by the [Black Crow] germs, but vitality isn't something you can obtain for free. You will need to devour the lives of others in order to maintain the [Black Crow] germs' activity, but I'm sure you won't mind"
"Thank you, sir Negri! Thank you, sir Negri! " The germs continued to crawl into Dick's head, causing him to fall into a pool of his companions' blood in extreme pain, but he still expressed his gratitude with joy.
"Take care of yourself" Negri put the original Evil Spirit away and walked outside. Several crows were holding books in their hands, all of which contained the knowledge of the Church of Divine Grace that Dick had provided.
Comments