Chapter 878 - 576: Chaos in the Holy City, Piles of World Power Crystals
Chapter 878: Chapter 576: Chaos in the Holy City, Piles of World Power Crystals
The sky above the entire Holy City was split in two—half bathed in a sacred gold, the other half swallowed by a pitch-black void. It was as if deities and the abyss were colliding head-on at this very moment!
Austin Sage’s Magic Power, however, seemed truly inexhaustible. The destructive might of his spatial storm continued to climb!
Ten seconds. In a mere ten seconds, the Holy Light Shield let out an overwhelmed wail under the relentless assault of the spatial storm.
CRACK!
The crisp sound of shattering echoed in the ears of the millions of people in the Holy City, acting as the prelude to the collapse of their faith. Shards of golden radiance rained down, only to be entirely devoured by the pitch-black spatial rifts before they could even hit the ground.
"Audacious heretic!"
"Blasphemer, die!"
Almost the exact instant the shield shattered, six terrifying auras shot into the sky from six different directions within the Holy City. They were six silhouettes clad in Golden Battle Armor, each bearing twelve wings on their backs.
Twelve-winged Angels of Death!
Every single one of them was a bona fide World Destruction Level entity!
They ignored the Energy Avatars causing chaos throughout the city. Instead, their six pairs of eyes, blazing with golden Holy Fire, locked fiercely onto Austin and Raylo, who were hovering before the statue. The six streams of World Destruction Level auras converged, forming a tangible mountain of oppressive might that ruthlessly crushed down upon the two men. Under this immense pressure, the surrounding space became incredibly viscous, making even breathing feel like a struggle.
Austin Sage let out a cold snort. "A flock of winged bird-men dares to make a racket in front of me?"
Without so much as a glance at the rapidly approaching angels, Austin Sage thrust his palm toward the now-unprotected Light Divine Statue and clenched his fist violently. "Shatter!"
RUMBLE!
The thousand-meter-tall statue, which had stood for millennia and borne the worship and prayers of countless believers, suffered a devastating blow at this moment. Rubble flew in all directions, yet there was no billowing dust. As the statue disintegrated, a suffocatingly massive surge of energy abruptly erupted!
This was neither ordinary Magic Power nor Holy Light. It was a power far more ancient, far more primal.
Power of the World!
Just as expected, this statue was a vessel used by the Holy See to steal and store the world’s origin!
Due to its overwhelming concentration, the originally formless and intangible Power of the World suddenly manifested into a sky full of multicolored, radiant light, on the verge of scattering in all directions and returning to the heavens and the earth.
"Trying to run?" A brilliant gleam burst from Austin Sage’s eyes. He grabbed at the empty air with his left hand, and it was as if an invisible giant hand forcefully gathered the outward-spreading multicolored light back together.
"Condense!"
Following his low shout, Space Rules transformed into the tightest of cages, ruthlessly compressing the violent Power of the World.
SCREECH!
Amidst the ear-piercing sound of grinding energy, the sky full of radiant light rapidly shrank. In the blink of an eye, a crisp, melodious clatter rang out.
CLATTER!
Three to four hundred fist-sized, crystal-clear, grayish-white crystals materialized out of thin air, hovering right in front of Austin Sage.
"Awooo!"
The eyes of Coal Ball, sitting on Raylo’s shoulder, instantly went perfectly round. Drool practically spilled from its mouth as its little paws flailed wildly, looking eager to pounce forward and take all the crystals home.
Even Raylo couldn’t help but swallow hard.
World Power Crystals! And there were actually several hundred of them right here?
Then, Austin Sage gave his sleeve a grand sweep.
SWISH!
All the crystals vanished in an instant, swept straight into his pockets.
Austin Sage’s movements were astonishingly fast. Although there was still quite a bit of lingering Power of the World permeating the air, he couldn’t be bothered with it anymore.
Because...
THUMP!
A muffled heartbeat abruptly echoed from the depths of the grandest Divine Hall of Light in the center of the Holy City.
The six Twelve-winged Angels that had been charging forward at top speed jolted to a sudden halt the moment they heard this sound. Expressions of intermingled fanaticism and reverence washed over their faces.
A terrifying presence was slowly awakening.
If those Twelve-winged Angels of Death were an erupting volcano, then this presence was a bottomless abyss—a deep sea capable of devouring all things!
World Destruction Level Peak!
"That old fossil of a Pope is awake." A trace of solemnity flashed through Austin Sage’s eyes. "Well, since he’s awake, there’s no going back to sleep. Let’s go!"
He firmly grabbed Raylo’s shoulder.
The next moment, the two of them vanished from the spot. When they reappeared, they had teleported hundreds of meters directly into the air above the Cathedral of Light.
Before the six Twelve-winged Angels below could even react, they saw the terrifying Elder Mage raise his right foot. At this moment, there wasn’t the slightest fluctuation of Magic Power emanating from Austin Sage. Yet, the space beneath his foot instantly collapsed into a black hole.
"This stomp is for all the vengeful spirits you used as experimental materials," Austin Sage said icily. His right foot came crashing down heavily toward the wildly extravagant cathedral below—the very symbol of the Holy See’s supreme authority!
BOOM!
A horrifying shockwave frantically expanded outward in a ring, centered on the cathedral. Under this single stomp, the magnificent Cathedral of Light was as fragile as a paper dollhouse.
Its dome was instantly pulverized.
Its walls splintered and cracked inch by inch.
The dozen or so Domain Level experts, the several Catastrophe Level powerhouses stationed inside, and even the thousands of nobles and Clergy currently at prayer didn’t even have the time to scream. Like the flame of a candle caught in a gale, they were directly snuffed out by the fierce wind brought upon by this stomp!
SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!
Plumes of blood mist exploded amidst the debris, only to be instantly buried by the ruins.
This foot didn’t just crush the cathedral—it viciously stomped squarely on the face of the Light Holy See!
Dust and smoke plumed into the sky. Where the majestic cathedral had once stood, all that remained was a massive, bottomless, footprint-shaped crater.