Chapter 74

Although the brave team has the Saint Lady, the relationship with the two major churches has not been particularly good, but the superficial etiquette must be maintained.

The paladin stood up from the ground, put his right hand on his left shoulder, and bowed slightly: "It turns out to be Lord Karsas, how come you are here..."

Puff!

He wanted to invite Karsas to come over to drink and warm himself by the fire, but before he could finish a word, the dark spear in Karsas's hand flew out of his hand instantly.

The spear came out like a dragon.

The speed of the spear was not something the paladin could react to, and there was a big hole in his chest immediately.

The hard standard armor of the Holy See was like tofu dregs in the face of Karsas's spear. After piercing the paladin's chest, the spear flew straight to the back.

With a whoosh, a spear pierced the bonfire.

The fighting spirit attached to the spear instantly spread, and the seven paladins around were directly smashed into pieces, and the minced meat mixed with blood was sprinkled all over the circle of ground.

Karsus stretched out his hand and the spear flew back automatically.

The movement here finally attracted the attention of the sleeping paladins. They quickly got out of the tent and looked at the bloody stains on the ground and Karsus on the other side.

Even idiots knew what happened here. They surrounded Karsus with weapons and loudly rebuked Karsus for attacking them for no reason.

However, Karsus did not answer their questions at all. He just laughed gloomily under his helmet. The voice was hoarse and hideous.

The dark red flame burned on Karsus's armor, making Karsus look like a demon king walking out of the flames.

His eyes contained endless anger.

"I will use your blood, your life, and your head to commemorate my best comrade." Karsus made a gloomy voice.

These words made a group of paladins look confused.

What is this? Your best comrade? Did a member of the brave team die?

But what does this have to do with them? Why would they be blamed?

How could they have the strength to kill the members of the brave team?

The leading paladin wanted to defend himself, but the furious Karsus did not give them any chance to defend themselves. He raised the spear in his hand high and threw it directly into the dark night sky.

Just after the spear reached the highest point, it completely ignored the influence of gravity and had no intention of falling down. It hovered in the sky.

The next second, dense black spears poured down from the sky like a rainstorm.

Although Karsus had a problem with his brain and was a little crazy from time to time, no one would deny his strength.

Once the battle started, this man would let you know what the real hell was.

The paladin below looked up in fear and could only see the shadows of the spears tearing through the air, making a buzzing sound. In an instant, it was like a black meteor shower in front of him.

That's right, Karsus's move was called a meteor shower.

Although the destructive power of a single spear shadow was not exaggerated, it was more than enough to kill these paladins.

The most important thing about this move is that it covers a large area and has strong penetration. It is one of the few martial arts that can be compared with super-class magic.

Ahhhhhhh...

They wanted to dodge, but facing such a dense meteor shower, where could they hide? They could only watch the shadow of the gun fall from the sky!

Puff!

It pierced through their heads and bodies, and blood gushed out along the broken bodies. In a short time, small rivers condensed on the ground and flowed into the river next to it.

Countless lives died in screams, and Karsus never stopped. He drew the sword at his waist and rushed into the crowd, dancing up and down. Those paladins who luckily avoided the spear could not escape Karsus's slaughter.

Frostmourne exuded a hazy coldness, and the sharp blade easily tore the throat, bringing up splattering blood. The black armor was dyed scarlet in a short time, and the whole body was wet and sticky.

He was like a ruthless butcher, constantly harvesting one life after another.

I don't know when Karsus stopped.

There was no one around him who could be killed. Broken limbs covered the ground. The whole camp had completely turned into a purgatory on earth.

The river water was dyed scarlet.

Karsus looked up to the sky and roared:

Brother, I finally avenged you!

However, this is not enough. The lives of these paladins are not worth the life of his best brother. After burying his brother, he has to prepare more sacrifices for his brother.

...

On the other side, Qin Chu didn't know that the blame he casually pushed to Augustus would have such an effect.

He was flipping through this diary.

This diary was obviously written by the Saint of the Storm Temple a thousand years ago, the current Storm Witch Violet.

Yes, this woman was the former Saint.

A thousand years ago, the beliefs of the Sky Continent were still quite complicated, with various temples standing side by side, but they actually maintained a very good relationship with each other. Antia was once a believer of the Lord of Storms, so Violet knew Antia.

The more Qin Chu looked at it, the more frightened he was.

It is recorded in the diary that gods will not give up their authority easily.

Only when a god falls will he wield his authority on earth.

Only girls with pure bodies and pure souls can feel the consciousness from the gods and inherit the authority of the gods.

And these girls become witches.

Seeing this, Qin Chu is not so scared. What really scares Qin Chu is the following number.

Just a thousand years ago, forty-nine witches appeared in the Sky Continent at one time.

Forty-nine witches, that means forty-nine gods have fallen.

Are all the gods in the sky dead?

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Chapter 103 Give me the Seed of Life

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No wonder the first page of the notebook says that all the gods are dead.

There are forty-nine witches all of a sudden, which is almost the same.

Although there are many gods in the Sky Continent, they are not as exaggerated as those in Journey to the West. Throwing a brick can kill a bunch of gods. Forty-nine is definitely not a small number.

What happened a thousand years ago that led to such a large-scale fall of gods? Could it be that the war of gods has broken out, and the gods are in a civil war?

Unfortunately, although Violet's diary records a lot of content, she is only a mortal, a saint, and does not know much about the gods.

Violet inherited the power of the Lord of Storms.

But, in addition to this power, there is also the oracle before the Lord of Storms' consciousness completely dissipated.

[His power has been usurped, and the shadow will cover this world.

Find the inheritor of XX, follow Him, serve Him, and give Him the power of the storm, and He will lead you to find light in the darkness!

What you carry on your body is... hope! 】

This is the oracle recorded by Violet, but a few words on it have been crossed out.

Then, the war of faith in the Sky Continent suddenly broke out.

The Holy See issued an order to abolish all churches except the Holy See, and all statues of gods were moved into the Holy See. All the people of the entire Sky Continent can only believe in the only supreme god, the Holy Light Goddess.

Undoubtedly, this sudden declaration was opposed by other temples. No one took the threat of the Holy See seriously. After all, although the Holy See was the most powerful among all churches, it could not be the opponent of so many other churches.

But unexpectedly, the Holy See actually started a war.

They formed a powerful Iron Crusaders and launched an invasion of other churches. Temples collapsed under the iron hoofs of the Iron Crusaders, statues were demolished, and clergy were sent to the stake as heretics.

The Storm Temple was also destroyed at that time.

In the notebook, Violet clearly recorded the scene at that time based on her diary.

"Their bodies are covered in steel, and their heavy bodies are marching in neat steps."

"The earth is shaking!"

"Their eyes are red, their hands are red, and their spears are red, stained with blood."

"I can't believe why the most outstanding Holy Knights of the continent have become like this. They seem to have become crazy monsters, destroying everything. The priests were pierced through the chest and died, and the nuns were humiliated in the corner..."

"They have lost their humanity, and only have beast-like desires."

"I am the saint of the Storm Temple, and I have no way to retreat. Although the god has fallen, I cannot tolerate His glory being desecrated by the mob."

"I fought to the last moment, I was so tired, I felt that my body seemed to be stiff, and my fingers could not move, until a spear pierced my body... I was powerless to dodge."

"It pierced into my chest inch by inch, pierced my heart, and drilled out from the back, it hurts..."

Simple and simple words, it seems that there is not much emotion in it.

Violet seemed to be just telling everything that had happened in a very simple and plain tone, but Qin Chu could feel a hint of despair and pain between the lines.

Qin Chu's heart twitched slightly.

Looking at the content above, Violet had died a thousand years ago, right?

Then Violet now... is just a ghost? A ghost?

Qin Chu scratched his hair in annoyance. Saya was a ghost, a pure spiritual body, and Antia was also a ghost. Now Violet was also a ghost. Did he have a necromancy physique or something? Would ghosts come to him?

However, Violet's ghost seemed to be a little special. The sense of her existence was very strong. After a brief contact with Violet, Qin Chu did not notice any ghost characteristics in her.

Perhaps it was the power of the Lord of Storms that prevented Violet from dissipating quickly like other ghosts. Her soul awakened after a long time.

After waking up, what he saw was the ruined Storm Temple. The war of faith had ended, and the Holy Church became the final winner. Except for the Church of Mother Earth, all other churches were conquered by the Holy Knights.

The statues enshrined in the Holy Church, in addition to the original Holy Light Goddess, also included the seven auxiliary gods of the Holy Light Goddess, although they flattened the temples of the seven auxiliary gods.

Apart from these gods, other gods are not worthy of having faith in the Sky Continent.

After waking up, Violet did not seek revenge. She knew she could do nothing. She was like a bound spirit trapped on the site of the old Storm Temple, stubbornly wanting to restore the Storm Temple to its original state.

She buried the bones of her companions and placed the bodies of the Holy Knights that the Holy Church did not take away in the desert.

She repaired the broken walls, windows, and statues, digested the knowledge of the gods, and waited for the arrival of the one in the oracle.

She believed that He would bring salvation.

It was a lonely, lonely, and hopeful life.

Loneliness and loneliness will continue to grow, and hope will only gradually die.

Violet didn't know how long she had waited. Days passed by, the sun set and the moon rose, spring went and autumn came. One year? Ten years? One hundred years? Hundreds of years?

Loneliness is the most terrible punishment.

Waiting is like a long road, and you can never see the end.

Finally, Violet's soul could not bear the torture and began to show some abnormalities. The knowledge of the gods had also reached the limit that Violet could bear.

Some hallucinations began to appear in front of her eyes. From time to time, she saw a large number of holy knights of the Holy Church appearing in the temple. She fought with those knights and destroyed the church she had repaired.

After the destruction, she was in great pain and knelt on the ground crying.

She realized that her consciousness was about to collapse but she was powerless to change it. She knelt in front of the statue and prayed for salvation, but suddenly became angry. The Lord of Storms claimed that there would be a great existence who would guide her to find light in the darkness, but where was that "He"?

The angry saint destroyed the statue, and after returning to reason, she cried and repaired the statue.

Time and time again, like a painful reincarnation, she couldn't find where her way out was. The will of the gods that she originally inherited also became a kind of torture. She began to resent the Lord of Storms for giving her power.

The handwriting on the notebook was sometimes neat and tidy, and sometimes twisted and crazy.

Where is He? Where is He? Where is He? Where is He...

At the end of the notebook, several pages were full of frantic handwriting.

Huh…

Qin Chu let out a long breath. He knew that Violet had gone crazy.

It was just that Violet’s madness was slightly different from the usual madness. It was somewhat similar to schizophrenia. Her consciousness was divided into two parts, one was rational, and the other was crazy and extreme.

The two consciousnesses influenced and interfered with each other.