Chapter 579 - 563: True Divine Punishment!
Chapter 579: Chapter 563: True Divine Punishment!
Kesuga’s massive hundred-meter-tall body leaned forward slightly.
He looked down at the "petite" white Golem below. His offended fury quickly receded, replaced by a heavy sense of vigilance welling up in his heart.
Unlike those deceived mortals in the plaza, as a Morning Star Wizard, he could clearly sense that this entity claiming to be an Angel was, in essence, just a Golem. Although it was a Golem as magnificent as a work of art, the energy fluctuations it emitted were, at best, only at the strength of a Second-level Wizard.
A Level 2 Golem dared to clamor about "judgment" in front of him?
Such an anomaly screamed of a hidden trap.
Kesuga’s vast Spiritual Power swept across every nearby corner like a spiderweb. Nothing. Within a radius of a hundred miles, there was no aura of any powerhouse at the same rank. But the more this was the case, the heavier the unease in his heart became. This feeling was like a Hunter stepping into a deathly silent, dense forest—knowing full well that a gun was pointed at his head, yet unable to even catch a glimpse of the enemy’s shadow. The chilling sensation of being enveloped in a massive conspiracy kept him from acting rashly.
Suppressing his churning sea of blood, he decided to first see what kind of tricks this Golem in front of him was trying to pull.
Seeing the Pseudo-God fall silent, Angel Gabriel in the sky immediately seized the moment to continue its performance. It raised its right hand and pointed a slender white finger at the plaza below. That voice belonging to the "Conductor" once again resonated through heaven and earth, amplified by Magic Power.
"Look, it is in fear!
"A true god fears nothing. But a Pseudo-God only trembles under the light of truth!"
Gabriel’s voice was impassioned; every word was like a heavy hammer, striking deep into the hearts of the survivors.
"Your Holy Blood is not the Holy Water of his blessing, but the sustenance he needs to cling to life!
"Your faith is not a stairway to the Celestial Kingdom, but the chains that bind your souls!
"Today, I shall end these lies here. True Divine Punishment is about to arrive!"
Every word cut deep. The already wavering Believers in the plaza broke down completely, with some covering their faces and wailing uncontrollably. The surviving rebels tightly gripped their broken weapons, tears welling up in their eyes. The members of the Violinist Alliance trembled as they knelt in the pools of blood.
At this moment, in their eyes, this Angel was virtually the only salvation in the world.
Allen was very satisfied with this effect.
If you do not occupy the high ground of public opinion, the enemy will. Since he was going to destroy an old god, the best method was to personally shape a more perfect totem of faith. Occupying Gabriel’s body, Allen carefully analyzed every trace of Kesuga’s Magic Power fluctuations.
[The target’s Spiritual Power is highly concentrated and in a state of high alert.]
"Good, the bait has been taken," Allen softly commanded. "Let the show continue."
The eight wings of light behind Divine Statue Gabriel instantly folded, merging into one in front of its chest. Holy Light and Runes intertwined wildly. A giant sixteen-meter-long spear, composed entirely of golden light, condensed and took shape in its hands. On the spear shaft, the Runes of the Seven-Layered Chain Curse Technique lit up one after another like stars.
Holy Spear Longinus!
"In the name of God, I judge you—"
Gabriel raised the spear high above its head, aiming it at the Blood Giant ahead.
This holy declaration carried a certain infectious power that struck directly at the soul. Around the plaza, the surviving civilians, the routed rebel army, and even the members of the Violinist Alliance—having experienced the intense shock of despair and reversal—now looked at the Divine Statue bathed in Holy Light in the sky, an involuntary glimmer of hope igniting in their eyes.
"Perhaps...
"Perhaps... is he really here to save us?" they wondered.
Kesuga faced it as if confronting a formidable enemy. The sea of blood around him instantly boiled, transforming into heavy shields that layered themselves in front of him. He did not know what was strange about this attack, nor did he care about a mere Second-level Wizard’s strike. What he was guarding against was the mysterious enemy hiding behind the scenes, who could launch a sudden, violent assault at any moment!
"—for your sins!"
Gabriel’s voice dropped.
BUZZ!
The Lance of Longinus transformed into a streak of golden light that tore through the sky, shooting forth ferociously!
However, its trajectory was not aimed at the Blood Giant at all. The spear carved a bizarre parabola in midair, completely bypassing Kesuga’s massive body and the cathedral’s dome, shooting straight toward the towering Holy Mountain in the rear!
The number of times Kesuga had been stunned today exceeded the total of the past hundred years combined.
BOOM!!!
The spear crashed into the Holy Mountain, erupting with a dazzling light, and then... nothing else happened. That terrifying strike, enough to pierce through a fifty-kilometer mountain range, merely embedded the spear into the Holy Mountain’s hard rock wall.
A dark red Defense Array emerged on the surface of the Holy Mountain. Its light flickered a few times, completely absorbing the spear’s energy. The entire mountain remained completely unmoved.
Everyone in the plaza was also stunned.
"Heh," Kesuga let out a disdainful sneer. "Playing tricks."
However, before the mockery on his face could fully unfurl, it froze.
The next second, the sky lit up. It was several times brighter than the midday sun.
A white pillar of light over ten meters in diameter tore through the clouds without any warning. Like the sword of Divine Punishment, it accurately bombarded the Holy Mountain from an altitude of ten thousand meters! At the same time, accompanied by a series of low hums that seemed to penetrate the soul, forty-eight blue and white plasma spheres—each powerful enough to destroy a royal city—crashed down together like a massive meteor shower.
[Celestial Throne Orbital Cannon, target hit.]
[Ten Thousand Miles of Sunshine secondary battery salvo, target hit.]
RUMBLE——!!!!
The entire Holy Mountain—the lair that Kesuga had managed for a century, laid with countless layers of barriers and Defense Arrays—shook violently in an instant, like a toy block castle stomped on by a giant!
On the mountain’s surface, massive swaths of rock were directly vaporized. The indestructible flesh and blood Arrays shattered and melted layer by layer, like thin ice under the scorching sun. A terrifying energy shockwave wildly spread outward in a ring from the Holy Mountain!
"No—!!!"
A shrill roar, uncharacteristic of a human voice, exploded from Kesuga’s throat.
He finally understood. He had been fooled!
From the very beginning, the opponent’s target had not been him, but his lair! It was the Law Altar he was using to condense the Blood Law, which was on the verge of taking form! This flashy Golem was just an actor, a bait meant to attract all his attention!
"No matter what you are! Go to hell!!"
Kesuga completely descended into madness. His hundred-meter-tall bloody body began to expand uncontrollably, with countless faces of agony bulging from the flesh and blood. Viscous blood spurted out of his body in a geyser, transforming into a true vast sea of blood, vowing to drown the entire Pope’s Kingdom along with that hunk of iron!
He was going to flip the table.
Every living creature on this continent that had been implanted with the Holy Blood Mark would become his firewood. He was going to use the lives of billions of mortals to compensate for the price of his destroyed altar!
In the plaza, on the chests of countless people, that red mark began to grow hot and glow!
However, just as Kesuga was preparing to mobilize the Law and detonate the life force of billions of creatures on this planet... his world-destroying action abruptly ground to a halt.
"God says, sinners will ultimately be punished."
Gabriel’s majestic declaration echoed over the plaza.
The massive blood-colored body stood rooted to the spot, completely immobilized. A trace of extreme terror surfaced on his giant face.
He felt it. Something... had passed through the Material Realm and directly touched his Soul origin. It was an indescribable aura, a mixture of "end" and "Decay."
"No... this isn’t right..."
Kesuga’s giant mouth opened and closed soundlessly. His previous fury and madness were thoroughly crushed, leaving nothing but endless fear.
"Wizard... Morning..." His last words could not be finished.
POP.
Like a punctured water bladder.
That Blood Giant—a hundred meters tall, exuding monstrous ferocity, and even attempting to drag all the mortals of the entire continent down with him—collapsed in an instant.
SPLASH. He dissolved into a viscous puddle of crimson liquid and fell back to the ground, turning the entire plaza into a lake of red.
In the plaza, a hundred thousand people clutched their chests and stared at this unbelievable scene, their brains completely short-circuiting.
In their limited understanding, the picture was like this: the descending white Angel had apathetically delivered the final judgment at the last moment when the Pseudo-God was about to unleash a world-ending strike.
And then, the Pseudo-God died.
He died like a bug casually squashed by a true god, without even the slightest room to resist.
The entire world fell into a deathly silence.
Allen, incarnated as Gabriel, watched all of this.
[Warning, the target’s soul has shattered and vanished on its own. Capture failed.]
Allen’s eyebrows twitched slightly.
"Did he escape?" he wondered.