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I'm the Boss in a Horror Game
Chapter 220

Making Amends

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The high priest's holy white light shone down on the many corpses on the ground.

The white light possessed a magical power; the wounds on the corpses began to heal rapidly, and their skin regained color, gradually restoring their vitality.

Before long, the people on the ground opened their eyes and looked around in shock. They clearly remembered that they had died, but now they were alive again.

"It is the power of God that has brought you back to life," said the high priest. "It is God who has given you life, and you must be prepared to give your lives for God at any time."

God will not forget you; even if you die again, God will raise you up again.

As long as you remain faithful to God, you are immortal!

No one doubted the high priest's words; the facts before them proved that it was far too easy for God to resurrect them.

At this moment, everyone was extremely excited and invigorated. Since they wouldn't die anyway, and could be resurrected no matter how many times they died, what was there to be afraid of?

At this moment, they would give their all for God without hesitation.

Seeing the sincere looks in everyone's eyes, the high priest nodded in satisfaction and said,

"Let's go outside the temple."

"High Priest, the Lord of the Netherworld's arm is still outside. Is it alright for us to go out now? Besides, that Demon hasn't shown up yet..."

"Don't worry, I took you out to seal that arm, and now I can seal it very easily."

As for that Demon, if he's not here, fine; but if he comes, I'll make sure he never returns!

The high priest was very confident at this moment. With the power bestowed by the gods, the Demons were no longer a threat.

Besides, they have so many people, the array here, and the protection of the temple. If the Demon dares to charge head-on, it will definitely die here!

The group stormed out of the temple, which was littered with desiccated corpses. The arm still floated in the air, seemingly searching for prey.

Looking at the arm in the air, the high priest's gaze remained calm; he was no longer afraid of that arm.

Although it was the arm of a deity, it also possessed divine power.

Besides, the Lord of the Netherworld was killed by his god; how could his remaining arm compare to his god's?

He glanced at the corpses on the ground again, waved his hand, and holy white light flew out from his body, turning into countless points of light that landed on the corpses.

Those points of light contained enormous energy, and the corpse began to regain its vitality. The withered body seemed to receive moisture, gradually becoming fuller and returning to its original state.

Soon after, the people on the ground opened their eyes, and they were just as shocked.

They thought they were dead and were very disappointed that they hadn't performed well in the Instance.

They never imagined they would be resurrected in this way.

Now they can make up for this regret.

"It is the power of God that has resurrected you!" the high priest said. "God still needs your strength to contribute to Him."

Upon hearing the high priest's words, everyone hurriedly stood up from the ground, each one deeply moved. God needed them, and they would give everything for God.

At that moment, everyone gathered around the high priest, looking up at the arm in the sky.

That was the arm of the Lord of the Netherworld, an enemy of their god, and now they must destroy this enemy!

The high priest spoke up, "You were the ones who released it. Although it's not entirely your fault—I also bear responsibility—now is the time for us to make amends for our mistakes!"

"High Priest, what should we do?"

"I need your cooperation. There are four large arrays around the temple. I will transmit the method of controlling them to you through my thoughts. Each of you will perform your duties and lend me a hand!"

At this moment, some information appeared in everyone's minds, which was the method to control the great formation.

The crowd immediately became excited, because they knew that the power of these great formations was immense; even the arm of the Lord of the Netherworld could not escape their grasp at this moment!

The high priest said, "Go ahead and do what you need to do. Rest assured, the Demon can no longer Possession you."

I have found a way to stop him from Possession; none of you will ever be controlled by Demon again!

After hearing the high priest's words, everyone relaxed a lot and stopped being wary of their teammates.

Everyone left and took their places.

The arm in the sky seemed to sense their intentions and began to attack them.

At that moment, the white light emanating from the high priest instantly transformed into countless pure white threads, which swiftly flew into the air and tightly bound the arm, restricting its movement.

No matter how much the arm struggled, it couldn't escape.

When everyone saw that the high priest had briefly regained control of the arm, they were overjoyed and rushed to their positions.

They've already made a mistake once, with serious consequences; they absolutely cannot afford to make the same mistake again.

Otherwise, they would be failing their gods!

Driven by a strong belief, the group rushed toward their destination: they had to seal the arm.

Everyone took their positions and activated their power, simultaneously launching the grand formation. In an instant, an immense and boundless power enveloped the surroundings.

Four beams of light of different colors shot into the sky, intersecting with each other and enveloping the arm in their light.

The arm was still entangled with the high priest, and it was about to break free from the high priest's threads.

But after these beams of light appeared, the arm was completely suppressed, and it couldn't even move.

Now, that arm can no longer cause trouble!

"It's a success!"

Everyone looked at the arm in the sky, their hearts filled with excitement.

At the same time, they also developed a greater reverence for God.

Their god was too powerful; they could not withstand the arm of the Lord of the Netherworld. Before the power of their god, they were nothing.

"Excellent, we have control of this arm!"

The high priest said, "This arm is much weaker than before. I'll try to destroy it now."

If we can successfully destroy it, the Divine Authority of the Lord of the Netherworld will be completely wiped out, and our god will be able to arrive immediately!

If that fails, we'll seal it away!

The high priest's words thrilled everyone; if they could truly destroy this arm, it would be perfect.

Their god will arrive immediately, and they will all be the great contributors to welcoming the New God.

God will never treat them unfairly.

"High Priest, what do you need us to do? We'll cooperate fully!"

"Yes, even if it costs us our lives, we won't hesitate!"

"We are willing to dedicate ourselves to God!"

Everyone expressed their willingness to sacrifice their lives for God!

They were speaking sincerely, because they knew they could be resurrected.

"I have no use for your lives," the high priest said. "Stand firm at your posts, and I will borrow some of your power. Do not resist me!"

"No problem!" everyone shouted immediately.

A holy light emanated from the high priest, enveloping everyone. At the same time, everyone could feel their power being drained by the high priest.

But this feeling was different from when that arm drew their strength; there was no pain, but rather a comfortable sensation.

At this moment, the high priest, who had absorbed the power of everyone, exuded a strong aura, and with the support of the formation, endless power surged around him.

Those forces gradually gathered in front of him, and under his will, they were continuously compressed and condensed into a single point, a point of light that was almost infinitely small.

The point of light suddenly flew out and struck the Lord of the Netherworld's arm.

"Boom--"

The moment the point of light touched the arm of the Lord of the Netherworld, the earth trembled violently, and intense energy waves spread out from the sky, as if to destroy everything.

Fortunately, the people on the ground were protected by a large formation and were not affected by the aftershocks of the explosion.

After the explosion, everyone looked up and saw that the arm had developed cracks.

Several curved cracks appeared in the middle of the withered arm, and the cracks continued to spread outwards, as if it would shatter at any moment!

Everyone's faces lit up with joy. Although their attack hadn't completely destroyed the arm, it was clear they could do it!

They can destroy this arm simply by doing it a few more times!

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