Counter-Prophecy (Thanks to the generous donor)

But it seems that neither Saint Monica, nor the Hero, nor Hero companions will at most stand by and watch, remaining neutral and unlikely to take their side.

Indeed, Rosweisse used a false and tainted identity as a goddess to bewitch so many people in the Church. With everyone speaking in unison, even they couldn't help but have doubts, right?

"Shut up, Augustus." Just then, Douglas, holding the Holy Grail containing holy water, stepped forward, his face grim and twisted. "In the final moments of your life, don't let others despise you."

"You have defiled the will of God and usurped the Pope's throne."

"You imprisoned and even killed the Mother Goddess."

"Why don't you surrender now and accept your trial?"

Douglas's voice grew louder and louder, the word "judgment" almost piercing the rooftop. Just as his voice fell, Douglas slammed the Holy Grail in his hand heavily onto the ground.

Snap!

The silver Holy Grail was smashed into pieces.

The crisp sound echoed inside and outside the Sanctum.

This sound is like a signal.

With a series of heavy footsteps, tens of thousands of Knights and battle priests suddenly appeared around the Sanctum, completely surrounding it.

They stood in neat rows, their weapons all pointed at Augustus, and Magic Power mingled in the sky, a powerful spell that seemed poised to engulf the area at any moment.

Qin Chu's expression was strange. What was this all about? Was smashing a cup a signal?

He had no intention of getting involved in the conflict at all, and with a wave of his hand, he led his men away from the Sanctum. The Knight did not dare to stop him.

Saint Monica followed closely behind and quickly left.

Let's fight! Let's fight!

No matter how much you fight, it has nothing to do with me.

Augustus was not surprised by this situation at all. He just gave a slightly helpless wry smile, and the next second Augustus straightened up.

His originally frail and hunched body suddenly appeared exceptionally tall.

A faint smile played at the corners of his lips, "Rosweisse, I really underestimated you."

"Very well, today, let me purify the Holy Church from its defilement."

Seeing that Augustus seemed to be preparing to resist, Douglas's expression changed slightly. With a wave of his hand, a large number of Knight swarmed out instantly, their sharp spearheads whistling through the air, heading straight for Augustus's withered, tree-trunk-like body.

A strange smile even graced Augustus's face. If he couldn't kill those bizarre Evil God, killing Evil God daughters seemed like a good alternative.

Ignoring the rapidly approaching spear, Augustus suddenly shouted, "Hero!"

"Today, regardless of my fate, regardless of whether I or Rosweisse stands at the end, you... Qin Chu, will be crowned the 103rd Pope of the Holy Church."

The voice, imbued with Magic Power, echoed throughout the entire Imperial City, instantly reaching the ears of countless believers.

Holy shit!

This old man, he's about to die, and he's dragging me down with him?

That's utterly shameless!

That's a truly ruthless tactic.

If it is Rosweisse survives, then he will definitely break off relations with Rosweisse completely... This is equivalent to leaving an irreconcilable conflict between him and Rosweisse. Even if he publicly declares that he has no interest in the papacy, Rosweisse will definitely not be at ease.

Of course, Qin Chu doesn't care about that now.

Let them make a scene, the bigger the better, the more chaotic the better.

Inside the Sanctum, Rosweisse's face turned green; she seemed to have never expected Augustus to pull this stunt again.

"Kill... kill... kill him..." Unable to suppress her Wrath, Rosweisse screamed loudly.

The aged pope's figure had detached from the ground and was floating in mid-air.

Seeing the spear about to pierce his body, he flicked his sleeve, and with a whoosh, dozens of spears instantly snapped in two, sending many Knight flying.

The scepter, symbolizing the Pope's status and power, has appeared in Augustus's palm. Legend has it that this scepter allows the Pope to communicate directly with the Goddess of Holy Light.

Although it was never realized under Augustus.

However, as a purely magical weapon, it is also the best.

A surge of magical Magic Power began to permeate Augustus's body, and in an instant, the air around Augustus's body showed a strange distortion, and an invisible shock spread out from the Pope.

A series of crackling sounds erupted all around, and a large amount of glass was shattered into pieces.

Augustus's body walks in mid-air.

Take the first step.

"God said..."

"This world..."

Puff!

Augustus coughed up a mouthful of blood instantly.

This was extremely terrifying and powerful magic. The moment those words appeared, Rosweisse seemed to feel a fear and trembling from the depths of her soul, and her body shook violently.

"Quick, stop him!" Rosweisse screamed, her body flashing with various eerie lights, and seven strange emblems flashing rapidly behind her.

Other experts, including Douglas, instantly rushed towards Augustus from all sides, surrounding the Pope.

At that moment, a strange smile appeared on Augustus's face, and his blood-stained lips uttered his last words:

"There should be no light!"

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Chapter 379 Reverse. Prophecy (Many thanks to ssd889 for the 20,000 coins)

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Reverse Prophecy!

A power completely opposite to the Holy Church's long-standing Transcendent Magic, the Great Prophecy Art; its rank is even higher, and its destructive power is greater.

However, this is magic that requires a higher level of power to activate. If one forcibly uses Magic Power to activate it, it will cause irreversible damage to one's body and soul.

When Augustus saw that Felice was dead, the pillar in his heart collapsed, leaving only Desire to destroy everything in front of him in a frenzy.

Even if you can't kill the Evil God, killing Evil God daughter wouldn't be bad.

Besides, this is something I should have done more than twenty years ago.

Just as Augustus's lips moved, Qin Chu could clearly see the madness on his face, as well as the pale cheeks and fear on Rosweisse's face, from afar.

The next moment.

The light disappeared.

Whether it was the soft, white moonlight overhead, the gentle glow of the magic lamps scattered throughout the Holy Church, or the Magic Power aura emanating from the priests, all of it was plundered and vanished in that instant.

It was as if the whole world had fallen into eternal night.

It was pure black.

Darkness enveloped everyone's vision, and no light could be seen.

Only Qin Chu, Saint Monica, and Violet, standing in the distance, could vaguely make out a tiny outline by pouring all their Magic Power into their eyes.

Darkness breeds fear.

Inside and outside the Sanctum, countless figures instinctively and haphazardly brandished their weapons. The sounds of blades tearing through bodies, accompanied by shrill screams, rose and fell, and the pungent stench of blood began to permeate the night air.

This trick simply deprives people of their sight. It sounds simple, but this deprivation is absolute. Within the magic's influence, no matter how strong your eyesight is, you will be unable to see any light.

The effect was unexpectedly good; even for these well-trained Knight, the sudden darkness was unbearable.

Amidst the chaos, one could almost hear Rosweisse screaming, shouting as if hoping her men would remain calm.

But it's impossible.

Rosweisse's screams were drowned out by her agonizing howls.

This move was just the beginning, a prelude.

Qin Chu could see Augustus's figure floating in mid-air above the Sanctum, blood and foam constantly spitting from his mouth, yet he still kept uttering syllable after syllable.

Felice is dead.

Augustus's heart died too.

Everything had lost its meaning and value; he no longer cared whether his body could hold on.

"God said!"

"This world..."

There should be no sound.

In an instant, all sound in the world except that of Augustus vanished.

Sight and hearing are the most common means for people to perceive the world, but now they are gone. Panic is spreading wildly, and no one knows what has happened, or what they can or should do.

And the words that Augustus uttered became increasingly terrifying.

"God said!"

"You should not stand on the earth."

Thump...

Countless figures knelt down on the ground.

In fact, they could have escaped this fear as soon as they got out of the area affected by Augustus's magic, but now they didn't even have a way to escape.

"God says, 'You should not speak!'"

It was another cold, incantation.

The special thing about this magic is that it is very powerful, but to fully unleash the power of the Reverse Prophecy spell, you must proceed step by step, without missing any step.

The later the spell, the more terrifying its power.

Just as Augustus finished speaking, Qin Chu witnessed the most terrifying scene.

All that could be seen were the Knight and priests kneeling on the ground, who suddenly raised their heads high and opened their mouths wide.

Their tongues stretched out forcefully, long and deep, and then...

Both rows of teeth... Bite down hard.

Puff...

In the blink of an eye, blood splattered in front of countless people.

The ground was covered with scarlet chunks of flesh.

Even with Qin Chu's formidable strength, he felt his scalp tingle at this moment.

This magic is just too terrifying!

Even Transcendent Magic doesn't possess this power. Where on earth did Augustus learn it?

The strength and skill this guy displayed were even more exaggerated than during the first playthrough.

These tens of thousands of people were pitiful; their mouths were filled with bright red blood, and the excruciating pain caused their bodies to spasm uncontrollably. Some even had their tongues swallowed directly into their mouths, blocking their tracheas, and slowly experiencing the taste of death as they suffocated.

A thick stench of blood swirled in the night air. Where was this the Holy Church? It was more like the deepest hell.

Only Augustus's figure remained, holding his scepter, suspended in mid-air.

Before them, even the strongest among them, such as Rosweisse and Douglas, could withstand the power of the Counter-Prophecy Art, but the pressure they were under was growing stronger and stronger.

They wanted to locate Augustus and sabotage Augustus operations.

But the terrifying pressure on their bodies, like a mountain pressing down on their hearts, made their legs tremble uncontrollably, rendering them completely immobile. They could only hear the nightmarish voice echoing in their ears from mid-air.

"God said..."

"You shouldn't breathe."

Massive deaths began.

Qin Chu's throat was moving slightly, as if he felt a tickle in his throat.