Witch, Fireball and Steam Evil God
Chapter 163 God’s arrival
Chapter 163 God’s arrival
The sudden downpour continued until the second half of the night, and the sound of rain outside the window spread the uneasiness to every corner of the imperial capital.
When dawn came again and the morning light descended upon the city again, the residents of the imperial capital who walked out of their homes found that the city they lived in had been turned upside down – ice froze every street, and even the sky had formed a barrier, and the entire city seemed to be sealed in ice.
However, the expected biting cold did not come. The brave ones curiously touched the ice that had frozen the houses, and felt a wonderful sense of both “cold” and “heat” coexisting.
But then, an even more amazing scene appeared.
As the first resident screamed, everyone looked up to the sky.
An image appeared on the ice layer that isolated the Imperial Capital. They actually saw Pope Julius. It seemed to have happened before dawn. The evil god’s creation attacked the Imperial Cathedral.
The armor covered with eyes and tentacles frightened every resident of the imperial capital, and soon someone recognized the owner of the armor – it was Abaddon, the next Knight Commander chosen by the Pope.
Soon after, the wonderful conversation between the two reached the ears of every resident in the imperial capital.
Abaddon accused the Pope of his crimes, calling him a despicable man who only dared to attack those who could not resist and did not dare to face the true believers of the evil god.
The residents had different expressions on their faces. Although they vaguely felt that those who were tied to the stake did not seem to be true believers of the evil god, no one in the imperial capital ever dared to discuss these things. Everyone tacitly reached a consensus that whoever the Holy See and the Inquisition said was a believer of the evil god, then he must be one.
They watched as Abaddon, covered with tentacles, pounced on Julius in rage. Just as the wriggling tentacles were about to drown the Pope, a burly man emitting a silver-white glow stood between the two men. He punched Abaddon through the heart and easily broke his neck.
Then, he threw the motionless Abaddon to the ground like garbage.
Before the video ended, the residents heard Julius calling the suddenly strong man “Teacher”.
The Pope’s teacher?
Everyone had the same question in their hearts. They found it hard to imagine what kind of person could be the teacher of the current Pope.
But this time, the Wang Guojun did not come to clean the streets and drive everyone back to their homes. After watching this amazing performance, the residents could even exchange their thoughts with nearby neighbors on the street and guess the identity of the “teacher”.
Come to think of it, the next Knight Commander is dead, and he died as a creature of the evil god. Who else can mobilize the knights of the kingdom’s army?
The residents felt that this was a bit of black humor. With Abaddon dead, the Pope no longer had a puppet to command the kingdom’s army.
But we should always think positively.
At least, most people have learned something new today.
It turns out that the evil god’s creation looks like this.
So many people were burned to death that they almost thought that the evil god’s followers and creatures looked exactly like normal people.
They knew that the Pope must be in a very bad mood right now, which seemed to send a signal to everyone – the long-standing indestructible rule of the Holy See was finally beginning to loosen.
Lin Dong, who also finished his review, expressed his professional opinion, “Who taught you this? Why can your ice element play images?”
“This took me a lot of effort, and I’m not sure if it will work.”
Ethan drew inspiration from expert-level elemental drawings and came up with an idea – since he could see the battle situation at that time from the magic scroll being used, could he go a step further and save this recording function and share it with others?
His mentor and friend Lao Ba gave him inspiration in the use of ice element magic.
“The armor Abaddon was wearing transformed his body, turning him into a humanoid self-propelled video device. He eventually died with reluctance and anger. Although the process was full of twists and turns, I finally managed to connect his mind to the ice layer above. What we see is the last image Abaddon saw.”
Ethan said, “This requires two conditions: his death and his strong hatred for death, which will make him willing to dedicate his soul to Lao Ba. Before Lao Ba harvests his soul, I can cut off his soul.”
Although Abaddon is dead, his soul lives on in the ice that has frozen the entire imperial capital.
Although Mr. Abaddon has a pointy head, he is a man of good temperament.
He will hate whoever doesn’t save him.
He harbored the purest malice, as if he was born to be a follower of the evil god, so when he heard Lao Ba’s whispers, he responded without any hesitation.
If he dies, the Church and Julius will not have an easy life either. This is Mr. Abaddon’s last wish.
At the last moment of his life, he still failed to regain the virtues of a knight, but because of his purely vengeful mentality to save the country in a roundabout way, he objectively performed a feat that no other knight of the Kingdom Army could do – he angrily denounced Pope Julius, calling him a coward, and exposed the Vatican’s frame-up.
Ethan feels that curvaceous virtues are also virtues.
He wanted to pay high respects to Abaddon.
“Sounds like a soul sacrifice ritual by the followers of Bazatos.”
Winter felt that Ethan’s stable performance once again proved why he could become Lao Ba’s chosen one. She suddenly remembered something and said, “Turzan has changed his body again. He didn’t look like this last time.”
He was also a man with a strong physique, but his face was completely different.
No wonder she had stayed in Dream Eclipse for so long but hadn’t found any news about the two saints. Those two appeared like ghosts and disappeared without a trace after the battle.
“This may be related to the human experiments of the choir.”
Ethan said.
Ivy told them everything that happened in Margaret’s mansion that day, including the “descending” ceremony mentioned by her father. The Vatican believed that one day in the future, the apostles of the goddess would use the members of the choir as vessels to come to the world.
Now it seems that the so-called apostles probably refer to beings similar to Turzan.
Therefore, they must erase the autonomous consciousness of the containers so that they will not show any resistance when being used as containers.
“Teacher, we are about to meet Turzan, how are you feeling?”
“It’s hard to put it into words.”
Winter stared at Ethan with her face sideways, and she raised the corner of her mouth to reveal a smile. Unlike her usual cunning or gentle smile, she did not hide the murderous intent in her eyes. If she had to describe it, it was a smile that was ready to kill hundreds of people at any time, full of the style of a follower of the evil god.
Her tone quickened a bit, “My heart is beating faster and faster. I can’t wait any longer.”
The noise outside the hall interrupted their conversation.
Their current job is to be executioners, and they only need to wait quietly for the Pope to arrive.
……
The choir, high-level priests, the nobles’ private troops headed by Prince Freeman, and most of the high-level extraordinary people of the Enlightenment Academy gathered here.
The royal city has never welcomed so many extraordinary people.
Julius, with a gloomy face, walked at the forefront of this army of extraordinary people.
Things shouldn’t have developed to this point. He was well aware of the nature of doing so—laying everything out in the open was tantamount to an open rebellion. However, when Abaddon, covered in eyes, rushed into the Imperial Cathedral, and when their conversation was played as a video, Julius knew there was no turning back.
Fortunately, as long as he wins this battle, he will be able to regain the power to interpret the world.
What would happen if his conversation with Abaddon was made public?
That was just a conspiracy by the evil god’s followers to discredit the Holy See, and the one who planned this conspiracy was none other than the Margaret family!
Therefore, this is a legitimate action to pursue the followers of the evil god.
As long as he wins this battle, he can legitimately bring Ivy Margaret, the leader of the evil god’s followers, back to the Vatican for punishment.
He glanced at the tall man behind him. It was an ordinary face, but it made Julius feel at ease.
Ivy-Margaret seemed to think so too.
She saved the Holy See a lot of effort and returned to the Royal Court before dawn. The chess pieces planted by the Holy See in the Royal Court almost immediately reported her whereabouts.
But Julius knew that this was tantamount to Ivy actively spreading the news to them, choosing the royal court, which had unparalleled significance for the empire, as the location for the decisive battle.
Behind her stood the seriously injured Winter Witch, an Elemental Shaper who had studied elemental magic for two years, and the Imperial Knight Commander Higan who had just been promoted.
“Ivy-Margaret!”
Inside the royal court, Julius looked up at the blond girl on the high wall who was wearing a knight’s light armor and looked exceptionally heroic. He called her by her name and pointed the ruby scepter in his hand, which symbolized the power of the Pope, at her. “You have committed an unforgivable act. As the messenger of the goddess, I will judge your crime!” As he spoke, his eyes moved back and forth beside Ivy, looking for the trace of the Winter Witch.
There is no doubt that the Winter Witch is the key to this war and all Ivy relies on. This will be a battle even more bleak than the Fallen War.
“In my opinion, you started the rebellion.”
Ivy said.
This was a meaningless verbal battle, and only the winner was qualified to decide the nature of this battle. Her gaze remained on the ordinary-looking man behind Julius from beginning to end. Behind him was a whole choir, including Viola, who was also looking at the high wall with cold eyes.
There were rustling noises coming from all around the walls; a killing machine made with ancient technology was approaching rapidly.
However, when those high-jumping killing machines bared their fangs at Ivy, a man’s voice stopped them, and all the mechanical creations turned around in an instant, swooped down from the city wall, and headed straight for the Vatican coalition forces.
Julius stared at the man who appeared behind Ivy without changing his expression. “Collins-Margaret, I’m afraid you won’t be as lucky as yesterday this time.”
As he spoke, the burly man behind him who was stroking his beard turned into a stream of silver light. In the blink of an eye, he passed by the defected mechanical creature and appeared in front of Collins. His movements looked simple and unpretentious, he just stretched out his right fist towards Collins’ heart.
The seemingly ordinary movement in the video easily pierced through Abaddon’s armor, leaving a shocking hole in his heart.
“You no longer have any value in existence.”
The man conducted the final trial on Collins.
The next moment, another golden light collided with the man’s fist, sparks flew, and a brief surprise appeared on the man’s face. Then he crashed into the ground at a faster speed, leaving a several-meter-deep pit in the royal court.
There was a sudden commotion among the coalition forces.
When they saw the figure standing on the city wall like a Valkyrie, they all looked away and no one dared to look her in the eye.
The originally deserted walls of the royal court were now crowded with people. In an instant, the muzzles of the musketeers’ guns were locked on everyone in the front hall, and their retreat route was also blocked by the kingdom’s army wearing silver-white knight armor.
Freeman and Gunness both had solemn expressions.
The rumors were true. The Knight Commander who was supposed to have died on the border of the empire was resurrected, and now she was still fulfilling her duties as the Knight Commander – protecting the safety of the royal bloodline. They clearly saw the queen herself standing next to Ivy.
The Queen has made her position clear with her actions.
The divine bird that slowly descended, as if representing the will of the Lord of Knights, brought a devastating blow to the morale of the coalition forces, as if it had turned them from a righteous army fighting against the evil god’s believers into traitors who launched a rebellion.
What frightened them even more was intervening in the battles between saints.
Many of them witnessed the battle two years ago. In front of the saint, even the fourth-level transcendents who were usually high and mighty could only act as cannon fodder to delay the opponent.
Freeman was about to back off, but he had an ulterior motive and took the lead in breaking the deadlock, “Come on!”
This order broke the balance. With the first gunshot, the nobles’ private troops took the lead in charging towards the royal court. When the scene fell into chaos, Freeman asked the guards to surround him in the center. He had to carefully assess the situation on the battlefield. If there was any mistake, he would be able to create a gap in the royal army surrounding them from behind.
Freeman had never personally experienced a war involving so many extraordinary beings. Even a fourth-level extraordinary being at the pinnacle of humanity could lose his life in this battle if he was not careful. Even his most trusted guards had a solemn look on their faces.
“teacher!”
Julius shouted loudly. The previous confrontation made him feel nervous. From the scene, it seemed that the teacher didn’t get any advantage from the other side.
And he clearly saw the Valkyrie on the city wall transformed into a stream of light again, passing the teacher and heading straight towards the crowd.
“Please… do it.”
Julius’ pupils shrank.
What exactly happened just now?
He saw the teacher turn around and seemed to tell him something, but it was not a complete sentence. Time skipped, and when he looked at him again, countless ice spikes pierced the teacher’s body, blood gushed out, and ice froze the left half of the teacher’s body.
“Where are your companions, Turzan?”
Beside Turzaan was a devilish figure. Her long white hair and red pupils made everyone in the royal court stop their actions at the same time. Everyone’s eyes were focused on the woman who had frozen most of the imperial capital and left Henry VI with incurable wounds.
“R-Lin Dong!?”
“Witch!”
“Why is she here!?”
The noble troops that had been advancing one after another stopped, and after a brief moment of distraction, they fled in panic in the direction they came from.
What evil god followers, what fighting for justice, all of this was thrown out the window the moment the Winter Witch appeared. They saw death, and escaping from death is the only instinct of all living things.
They just followed the only thought in their mind.
And Winter greeted these faces that she hadn’t seen for a long time in her usual way.
She raised her hand and lightly brushed across Turzan’s left face, and the left half of his body instantly turned into broken red ice chips. The half of his body that lost its support fell to the ground, and his mouth that was torn apart could no longer make any sound. There was still a trace of light in his bulging right eye.
Julius was horrified; this was definitely not a scene he could have imagined.
Why was the invincible teacher in his eyes killed by the Winter Witch after just one encounter?
He also saw that the red-haired Valkyrie had crossed the battlefield and came to him.
Julius gritted his teeth. He still had one thing unfinished. It was the secret that his teacher had entrusted to him before he left—the secret about the choir.
The meaning of their existence is definitely not to tinker with those mechanical creations. They are just tools to ensure that their skins are properly protected before the goddess’s messenger descends on them.
And the key to awaken the messenger is hidden in the bishop’s staff, which symbolizes the power of the Pope!
Julius was determined. Facing the oncoming sword, he did not dodge or even defend himself. As a priest, he completely forgot about blessings and protections. The holy sword still pierced his chest. Before his consciousness faded, he still had one thing to do.
A Pope poured all his magical power into his authority, and a sacred and dazzling light burst out from the red gem, which reflected the scorching sun above the clouds, playing a hymn on the battlefield filled with exclamations and screams.
The melody of the hymn brought peace to everyone.
Then, all the blessings were poured into one person.
Ivy, who was on the city wall, saw Viola’s eyes shining with silver light. It was a warm energy that concealed a terrifying pressure.
At this moment, God’s messenger came into this world.
He was the first and only chosen one in the Church of Life.
She lived through the darkest era and witnessed the end of the Scarlet Dynasty.
It was a magical power that surpassed that of all saints, and the believers even gave her the title of “Savior Saint”.
Savior, Mary.
Even in the history of the Holy See, she occupies a prominent position.
“Winter.”
At the same time, the half body that should have dissipated spoke, and the bulging right eye stared at Winter, “It seems that your old wound has healed… Your domain magic will always make people shudder no matter how many times they have experienced it.
“But you’ve already used it once.”
Turzan’s left half was replaced by a silver-white light. “The next minute will be the key to unlocking everything!”
(End of this chapter)