Even If He's a God, He... (2)
Right before their eyes, they suddenly lost the ability to breathe. Their mouths were wide open, desperately trying to breathe in fresh air, but they couldn't do anything.
The feeling of suffocation contorted their faces.
Their hands were even gripping their own necks tightly, as if trying to scream in pain, but no sound came out.
Even more extreme cases involve tearing open one's own throat with one's fingers just to force fresh air into one's body.
Watching those people silently writhe, struggle, and squirm, ultimately only able to endure the suffocation that brought them death in extreme pain and despair.
Qin Chu felt this was even more terrifying than the wails and cries of thousands of people echoing in his ears.
By this time, Augustus's body was nearing its limit, and numerous cracks had appeared on his skin.
Several minutes passed before Augustus raised his scepter again.
Inside the Sanctum, the strongest members could still hold their own, but Sanctum, over 90% of the tens of thousands of Knights and priests had perished.
The ground was littered with corpses.
Blood flowed into rivers.
Thick blood mist shot straight into the sky.
The Sanctum may have become Sanctum of blood.
And Augustus's voice continued:
"God said..."
This time, the weakness in Augustus's voice was palpable.
"Your hearts should not beat."
An invisible wave spread throughout and around the Sanctum.
Outside the Sanctum, the surviving Knight and priests clutched their chests, experiencing an unprecedented pain.
Within seconds, they all collapsed to the ground, their bodies twitching a few times before falling still.
Even inside the Sanctum, a dozen or so bishops could not withstand this power; their hearts stopped beating and they lost their breath within seconds.
It should be noted that among these deceased bishops, several had reached the level of Grand Sage. If it weren't for the limited number of archbishops, they could have easily obtained the title of archbishop.
It's unclear what Rosweisse promised these people to bribe them into working for her.
But now, wealth, status, power, and beauty have all vanished.
If you die, then you lose everything.
"God said..."
"Your souls should not exist."
Buzz!
An invisible ripple spread out once again.
The remaining dozen or so bishops, two archbishops, and two vice-commanders instantly became dazed; their souls had been crushed, leaving only their shells, turning them into walking corpses.
The moment he finished speaking, Augustus spat out another mouthful of blood.
His body was really starting to give out; in fact, if Augustus wouldn't be in such a sorry state at all.
However, suppressing the rampaging God's Left Leg had consumed a great deal of energy, leaving Augustus's body completely empty.
The lost light has reappeared.
Looking at the scene again, only Rosweisse, Douglas, four archbishops including Cain, two vice-captains, and the three former members of the Hero's Party were still alive.
Besides them, tens of thousands of other people died.
Transcendent Magic can destroy a town in one strike; the losses would be far more than tens of thousands, possibly even hundreds of thousands.
But these tens of thousands of people are different.
They were all elites of the Holy Church, the best Knight, and the best priests.
They were very strong; these tens of thousands of people were enough to fight against the empire's hundreds of thousands of troops.
Even such an elite force was destroyed by Augustus in just a few minutes.
Not to mention, among these people, there are at least nine Grand Sages, Title Knight, and a large number of hundreds of experts over level 70...
The power of a single move is terrifying to this extent. No wonder he is Augustus. This guy has been hiding his strength very well. Qin Chu seriously suspects that level 93 may just be Augustus's disguise, and that his true strength may have already approached 100.
The light that was lost and then returned is not truly bright.
But at this moment, the eleven survivors felt a sharp pain in their eyes, as if they were about to be blinded.
The terrifying pressure on his body also disappeared at this moment.
Puff...
Including Douglas, one by one, the figures couldn't help but open their mouths and spit out thick, scarlet blood.
Although they did not die from the Counter-Prophecy Art like the others, their bodies suffered severe injuries, their internal organs ruptured, and their souls fluctuated violently.
Only Rosweisse, protected by the seven crests behind her, suffered the least damage.
But when those golden eyes looked at the blood and corpses scattered throughout the Sanctum, Rosweisse couldn't control herself. A sweet taste rose in her throat, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
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Chapter 380 Even a god, he... (2)
He died.
Everyone is dead.
Rosweisse's body trembled uncontrollably.
She used countless methods and put on countless smiles to finally win over tens of thousands of Knights and priests of the Holy Church, which would be the foundation for her ascension to the throne of the Pope.
Individually, their strength might not be enough to contend with Augustus, but when those elite priests concentrate their Magic Power, they can unleash Transcendent Magic like Grand Sage.
Those elite Knight can form powerful Knight battle formations, unleashing destructive power comparable to that of Title Knight.
In order to completely eliminate Augustus, Douglas even brought all the elites of the Heresy Inquisition, all of whom were the best assassins.
These people will become a sharp knife in her hand, eliminating all rebels for her, searching for Jello's Soul Fragment, and maintaining her rule.
But now, they're all dead.
Her foundation was ruthlessly severed, and her imagined scene of ascending the throne under the spotlight was shattered like a flower in a mirror or the moon's reflection in water.
The blow of shattered dreams was even more dramatic than the direct impact of all these people's deaths.
Rosweisse could no longer bear it; another dull pain shot through her chest, and she spat out another mouthful of blood.
The saintess's robes, pure white with streaks of white and gold, were now stained with specks of crimson.
Rosweisse suffered a severe blow; her face was as pale as paper, only her eyes gleamed with a deep, bloodshot killing intent as she stared intently at Augustus.
She wished she could skin Augustus alive, tear him to pieces, and grind his bones to dust.
Everything was planned perfectly. Moreover, after their bloodline awakened and their strength improved further, Douglas and Cain, having greatly increased their power by touching the Oracle Scroll, would surely find suppressing Augustus a very easy task.
But who could have imagined that Augustus's power would be so exaggerated?
She thought Qin Chu would stand by her side, and that Saint Monica, wanting to eliminate a rival, would definitely help. But the two of them remained neutral, showing no intention of helping at all.
Even if she could still kill Augustus at this moment, she would ultimately be utterly defeated.
The thought that all that planning and hard work had gone into was in vain made Rosweisse even more distressed, and she vomited blood uncontrollably.
Augustus, on the other side, was also panting heavily.
The blood on his body seemed to have burned away completely, and his skin looked dry and cracked.
His face was even more ashen.
Her body, which had finally started to look a little younger, was now even more hunched over than before.
Yet, in those cloudy eyes, an indomitable fighting spirit shone.
His war is not over yet.
The daughter of the Evil God still lives before him.
He knew he was nearing his end, but before he died, he wanted to take the Evil God's daughter with him to hell.
Bloodshed filled the air above the church.
Countless corpses littered the ground, and blood flowed like rivers.
No wonder Ileta, the Daughter of Death, came here; there are far too many souls waiting to be purified.
Qin Chu's eyes were narrowed to slits, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth. He showed no pity for the deaths of so many people.
Right now, he's only paying attention to Rosweisse and Augustus.
The more unfortunate his former enemies, especially Rosweisse, became, the more pleased he felt.
Qin Chu didn't even care about Douglas and his ilk.
Should we seize this opportunity to strike and reap the benefits from both sides in one fell swoop? After all, Qin Chu loves nothing more than reaping the rewards without lifting a finger.
Saint Monica, standing nearby, keenly noticed the change in Qin Chu's eyes. The scepter symbolizing the High Priest of the Church of the Earth Mother Church had already appeared in her palm. Once Qin Chu made a move, Saint Monica would also act ruthlessly, ensuring that no one in the entire Holy Church would survive.
She will dedicate all her loyalty and strength to the great Lord of Pleasure.
But at that moment, Qin Chu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stopped the step he had just taken.
Suddenly, a very strange scene appeared ahead.
Seemingly because the hatred in her heart was too intense, Rosweisse's body trembled more and more violently, her small hands clenched tightly, and the dense killing intent almost turned into liquid, flowing around Rosweisse's body like a river.
Her eyes had also turned completely scarlet.
Inside and outside the Sanctum, tens of thousands of mutilated bodies and blood became sacrifices at this moment!
Right behind Rosweisse, one of the seven emblems shone brighter and brighter, its brilliance completely suppressing the light of the other emblems. In an instant, the entire world seemed to be shrouded in crimson, as if what appeared before them was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, a hellish Abyss.
Even the two bright moons overhead turned scarlet.
This strange change made Qin Chu's expression grow increasingly serious; he would never forget that familiar feeling.
There was a time when, after Karthus was completely wiped out, this scene of crimson filling the sky also appeared.
God of Blood, Darkness, and Slaughter!
Qin Chu did nothing, but another plan had already formed in his mind. He simply turned on the camera... no, the magic image.
As everyone knows, magical images can never be faked.
Perhaps it was the intense hatred in Rosweisse's heart that gave rise to a powerful killing intent, allowing her to communicate with beings in the Void. Right behind Rosweisse, a throne made of white bone skulls even appeared faintly.
Fresh blood is being used to irrigate.
It flowed along the cracks in the skull.
Rosweisse's long, golden hair had turned completely crimson, billowing freely within the Sanctum, like a mist of blood swirling around Rosweisse body.
The aura continued to rise, becoming stronger and stronger.
Her originally well-proportioned, medium-height figure became even taller at this moment. Gradually, the scarlet aura around her body condensed on the surface of Rosweisse's body, transforming into a set of scarlet armor that adhered to the tall saintess.
The armor only covered Rosweisse's chest, hips, and feet, leaving large areas of her fair skin exposed.
In an instant, she transformed from a pure and innocent saintess into a valiant and wicked Valkyrie.
Excess blood swirled around Rosweisse's right hand, eventually coalescing into a massive, scarlet battle axe, almost as tall as Rosweisse's body.
That's not all. On Rosweisse's smooth forehead, two scarlet horns, like those of a bison, gradually sprouted and curved backward.
Between the two corners is a bright red X-shaped mark.
Saya seemed shocked by Rosweisse's current state as well. Her body involuntarily emerged from Qin Chu's body, resting on Qin Chu's shoulder. Her bright red eyes stared at the woman in front of her, her fair face filled with solemnity.
The aura emanating from Rosweisse continued to rise, rise, rise...
It feels like we'll never reach the end.
Sizzle!
A strange sound came from behind.