Chapter 521: Resurrection of the Destruction Element

After the fall of Emperor Qiyao and the disappearance of the Pope of Redemption, the entire Oden continent seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of haze, and an irresistible despair and huge panic welled up in the hearts of many people.

Qiyao Emperor, the legend who once led the Qiyao people to prosperity with wisdom and strength, his departure is like the collapse of a towering mountain to the Qiyao people, causing countless subjects of the Qiyao Empire to lose their spiritual support.

As the most powerful church in the world, the Redeemer Church's guardian of faith and the spiritual guide of many Redemption believers, the sudden disappearance of the Redeemer Pope has caused an unprecedented impact on the spiritual world of believers.

The foundation of faith was shaken overnight.

And the black mist caused by the end is a strange force emerging from the unknown abyss, eroding people's hearts silently, and instantly triggering people's fear and confusion about the future.

Wherever the thick black fog went, people who were enveloped by it saw the scene of doomsday in illusions. After the black fog disappeared, those who woke up still had fresh memories. It can be said that people were panicked. The tranquility was replaced by endless worries and uneasiness.

The fear and loathing of the residents of the continent of Oden, except for the eastern region, towards the Order of the End and the Dawn, as well as the Fisher family, has grown almost exponentially, and many people have even committed suicide due to excessive fear.

More and more ordinary people began to pray to the gods and seek the church, hoping that they could save the world and defeat the extremely evil Fisher family and the Order of the Dawn.

Many extraordinary nobles and secret organizations reacted quickly, trying to find ways to fight against the End and the Order of the Dawn.

However, more people are struggling in panic. They flee their homes, looking for legendary safe havens, or they stay shut in and pray to the gods for protection, hoping that disaster will not come.

Rumors and panic spread rapidly like wildfire, and various predictions about doomsday are heard endlessly. People urgently need a clear direction to calm people's hearts, but the cruelty of reality makes them fall into deeper despair.

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Deep in the great glacier far away from the Oden continent, stands the remains of a giant that is as huge as a mountain. After tens of millions of years of wind and snow erosion, it still retains an awe-inspiring majesty.

The size of this wreckage is difficult to fully measure even using mountains as a yardstick.

Under the cover of ice, a faint blue light shines from the giant's remains, and those parts that have been frozen for a long time are gradually revealed, as if the chains of time have been gently untied, and the ancient power is beginning to move.

The glacier is inhabited by glacier people with ice-blue eyes and feathered people with wings on their backs. The people of the two races have fought and cooperated with each other for thousands of years.

There are a large number of them, and they have many transcendent beings at the monarch level. However, neither race seems to have given birth to legends at the apocalypse level... But those who have seen the "crown" of the Tree of Essence will have a strange feeling. His appearance In fact, it's very similar to Yuren.

Above the remains of a giant on a large glacier, there is a glacier man with icy blue eyes suspended in the sky, as if he is the purest masterpiece of nature.

His figure was tall and slender, like icicles carved in glaciers for thousands of years. His skin was a light ivory white, as if covered with a thin layer of frost, giving off a cold and mysterious sheen.

Light blue blood vessels were faintly visible on the flawless white skin, echoing those cold, clear ice-blue eyes.

"King of the Glaciers" Pertus, this is what people outside the Oden continent call this rising star in recent years. He is the first existence of the Glacier people to reach the Apocalypse in thousands of years, even though he is not well-known in the Oden continent. , but its reputation in many areas outside the continent is unimaginable.

"The signs of recovery are becoming more and more obvious... The impact of the final moment, everything in the world is moving in the direction of destruction... The rays of the sun will melt the snow, and the final awakening will also bring about all elements of destruction. recovery……"

The Glacier King murmured coldly.

His lips are thin and tight, giving people a sense of inaccessibility. The ice flower pattern naturally formed on the robe made of ice crystal fibers is complex and beautiful, and occasionally flashes with a faint blue light, which is a symbol of resonance with the surrounding ice and snow elements. .

Vaguely, the Glacier King felt a faint pulse coming from the depths of the giant's remains. It was an ancient and deep rhythm of life. Although it was weak, it was enough to shock the Glacier King who sensed it.

The cracks in the ice seem to be slowly expanding with this rhythm, as if the giant is breaking free from its bonds and preparing to stand up again.

"..." The Glacier King subconsciously became nervous and his eyes widened slightly.

The giant buried under the glacier is probably the "source of monsters" in mythology. If it really wakes up with quasi-god power, the world may really be destroyed!

The surrounding environment also produced strange phenomena due to this subtle change. The wind and snow became more violent, the water under the glacier began to flow faster, and the distant peaks were trembling slightly, as if they were showing their affection for this person. The awe of the ancient giants.

However, all these are only preliminary signs of recovery. It is still an unknown mystery when the ancient giant will be able to completely break away from the shackles of the glacier and stand tall in the world again.

"Huh... not just one, definitely more than one element of destruction will be revived..." the Glacier King muttered to himself.

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On the continent of Oden, deep inside an ancient and solemn church of salvation, there is a dimly lit underground prison surrounded by ancient stone walls.

This is not an ordinary place of imprisonment, but a special place established by the church to "protect and guide" those souls who have lost their way in exploring the spiritual world.

Their minds are troubled by an invisible force, which is vividly described as "Antuson" deep in their hearts.

The parasites "Antuson" in the spiritual world are not real physical entities, but a symbolic conceptual force. They are like invisible chains, tightly binding the souls of these lost people, causing them to fall into endless pain and madness. middle.

Whenever night falls, bursts of shrill cries echo from the depths of the prison: "Antussen! Antussen!"

"..."

The first cardinal of the Redemption Church, "Light of Strange Changes", frowned and stood in the prison listening to the roar of "Antuson". Until now, he felt very confused and unbelievable.

Are you actually going to become the new pope?

"Light of Strange Changes" thought that he would never survive the Redemption Pope.

Will the old man who has lived for thousands of years really die?

Even though he had so much divine power, he would still die... Just thinking of this made Qi Changguang shudder, and he couldn't even sleep normally at all.

"The righteous God has abandoned us. That's the truth. Why have I never been able to face this point..."

"Light of Strange Change" took a deep breath, listening to the roaring in the prison, his eyes became more and more cruel.

"These souls infected by Antuson are hopeless. Why don't you let me send you on your way and let your souls return to the gods outside the world."

"The so-called righteous god is not worthy of my belief at all... I need greater power, the power of a god from outside the world!"

At this moment, an assistant priest came outside and said very respectfully: "Your Majesty Cardinal, the Saint of the Sun in the South has sent an invitation letter, hoping that the senior leaders of the major churches can go to the Theocracy of Terra in the south. , put aside their prejudices, and join forces again to fight against the Fisher family and the Order of the Dawn."

The Light of Strange Changes was silent for a long time, muttering to himself: "Let's work together to fight against Fisher and the Dawn Order... Haha."

"No matter how much we want to destroy Fischer, as long as they stay in the east and don't come out, we still have to wait for thirty years."

"In these thirty years, I must become stronger!"

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Deep in a manor of the Fisher family, in a grand room decorated with the family crest, the head of the family, Darren, sat alone at a wooden table. The night outside the window is like ink, and the bright moonlight shines through the sparse clouds.

The leader who led the family to glory with an iron fist and madness, now looks extremely old and tired. Darren's face is thin, and his eyes reveal an indescribable indifference.

In a delicate crystal wine glass on the table, deep red wine was swaying gently.

A few months ago, in order to save him, he burned his own soul in exchange for a powerful force that could withstand the Redeemer Pope for a moment. Although he paid a very high price, Darren did not hesitate to embark on this road of no return.

The price was heavy. His soul fire was greatly weakened, and his strength level declined rapidly. The once high-spirited and energetic Darren now looked like a waning old man.

"Both the bloodline power and the power of ascending to the level of the gods have retreated by one level. My spiritual power and physical fitness have permanently declined. Although I am still a transcendent on the seventh step, my strength is the same as that on the sixth step. ……hehe."

At this moment, he held the wine glass and shook it gently, with no regrets in his eyes.

On the contrary, Darren had a faint smile on his lips, knowing that he had made the best choice for the future of his family. Even though he was extremely weak now, the belief in his heart was stronger than ever.

"I never thought that someone like me could have a moment of 'self-sacrifice'..."

He whispered to himself.

As the night grew darker, Darren slowly put down his wine glass and closed his eyes.

In the quiet night, as he gradually fell asleep, he seemed to hear his father Byrne's voice and felt the inheritance that spanned time and space.

"Father... maybe you can be proud of me too."

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At this moment, Hecate, the "Daughter of Demonic Nature", closed her eyes and meditated in her room, experiencing unprecedented changes deep in her heart.

She closed her eyes tightly and held a mirror in her hand, looking thoughtful.

"Motor and I are the same. We are both reincarnated...but my previous life was more troublesome..."

In recent days, some kind of hidden power has gradually awakened, bringing her into the whirlpool of dreams one after another. Those dreams are not just illusions, but real memories of her previous life as the Witch of the End, a period that has been dusty and forgotten. of the past.

In these dreams, time seemed to have lost its meaning, and she once again became the final witch who was feared by the world and was the enemy of all creatures in the world of Krad.

At that time, she had enough power to subvert almost the entire world, but she was also burdened with endless loneliness and despair.

The sky is red with fire, the earth trembles with her wrath, and all things fear under her power.

She was once the most dazzling existence in the world, but she was also the biggest threat in the eyes of the gods.

The gods, those superior beings, were full of disgust and fear for her, and they united to try to suppress her.

Even someone as strong as the Witch of the End could not resist the power of the gods, and was eventually imprisoned in the endless void, suffering humiliation and torture.

The only way to escape from imprisonment is death, and even the soul must be shattered to escape from the predicament.

She was full of anger towards all living beings, and chose to bet all methods of revenge on the afterlife.

As the dream deepened, she began to recall the bits and pieces of thousands of years ago more clearly. Those memories were like ancient scrolls slowly unfolding in front of her eyes, and each stroke carried heavy emotions and unspeakable pain.

These memories were like sharp fragments, and every time the dream was recalled, new scars were cut on Hecate's heart. She felt the pain of being abandoned, and the tenacity of never giving up even in the face of betrayal by the whole world.

"It seems that all the other heirs of the soul fragments of the End Witch have died so far, and I am the only one left... The End Witch can only be resurrected from my body."

"However, if it really comes to that... maybe I am no longer the real me, and the situation is worse than that of other 'reincarnated people'."

"There are too many bad negative emotions, and I must find a way to empty them. Maybe I can infuse them into other people's hearts..."

The suppression of the gods is not only a physical restraint for her, but also a spiritual torture.

I am not alone.

There are many people in the Dawn Cult who are like her, carrying heavy fates and pasts. They have been lost and painful, but they are all trying to find their own way out.

"Destruction elements, maybe I am not the only one who is reviving, my lord..."

Hecate suddenly stared at the position above her head, as if she could see a great existence.

"Your influence on this world is too great. Every time you revive, the 'destruction' itself will become more serious. It's not just the revival of the elements of destruction. The various natural and man-made disasters that have become more and more frequent in recent years may have been influenced by you."

"If you really revive, the whole world will probably be destroyed, or even turned into nothingness."

There was no self-mockery in her tone, only a cold and rational analysis in her words.

"By then, the Fisher family will have completed its mission... We are all qualified sacrifices."