From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty-Chapter 575 - 518: Scapegoat, Darren Fischer!

Chapter 575: Chapter 518: Scapegoat, Darren Fischer!

When the terrifying projection of the Mechanical Reforging God finally began to slowly fade away in the sky, it left nothing but chaos in its wake.

In the Mechanical Holy City of the Lorne Empire, countless zealous followers of the Reforging Church lay collapsed on the ground as if they had all simultaneously lost power.

Devoid of all vitality.

They lay as if they had never lived, merely mechanical constructs of a species, completely losing function and falling to the ground.

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And those devout followers had willingly stated more than once in their prayers that they would give everything for their god.

That too was a contract.

And a contract in itself possessed the greatest mystical quality.

The temporary ally of the Seven Stars Emperor—the Fischer family—keenly sensed the impending storm.

Darren’s eyes flashed with unease, fully aware that the disappearance of the Seven Stars Emperor meant not only the loss of the Seven Stars Empire’s most powerful Guardian but also that the once intimidated enemies would, like beasts breaking free of their restraints, stir restively, preparing to redivide the bountiful lands.

He instinctively looked toward the Thousand-year-old Pope of the Salvation Church.

The figure stood tall in the sky, seemingly still savoring the recent events and not even casting a glance at the Fischers.

However, for some reason, Darren could feel a bone-chilling murderous intent, filling his heart with coldness.

Something was amiss.

That old man, whose entire being was uncomfortable to be around, as if constantly exuding an aura of decay, paid no attention to the Fischer family at this moment, but he was definitely keeping his attention on them.

Moreover, the Pope’s murderous intent toward the Fischers was even more intense than toward the Seven Stars Emperor!

It could even be said that Darren felt a terrifying determination housed within the Pope of Redemption,

A determination to go all out, to sacrifice himself if necessary, to annihilate the Fischer family!

Darren had long ceased to fear death, even finding a sense of pleasure in the fraught excitement of danger.

But, even if he disregarded his personal circumstances, the survival of the entire Fischer family was still a matter of deep concern for him.

Darren’s lips involuntarily twitched, his body shook with conflicting emotions—tension roiled within him, yet he was unconsciously thrilled.

“We must retreat immediately!”

Christine, another head of the Fischer family, commanded with a grave tone. Her voice echoed in everyone’s heart, carrying an undeniable decisiveness.

Pity for the Seven Stars Emperor, who had fallen.

He had truly achieved the Apocalypse Upper Rank, obtaining the power to obliterate all mortal enemies, but somehow the Reforging Church had summoned part of the God of Reforging’s power.

Although just a miniscule part of the Divine Punishment compared to the entirety of the divine essence, it was… sufficient.

Even the Seven Stars Emperor, having reached the incredible power of the Apocalypse Upper Rank, still paled in comparison to those false gods.

“The Seven Stars Empire’s pillar has collapsed, and the entire empire will not be able to hold for long. It can even be said that the entire Ouden Continent, and even the broader Claud World, is about to undergo drastic changes!”

Christine knew that preserving their strength during the coming turmoil and ensuring the safety of the entire Fischer family was the wisest choice.

Just as the members of the Fischer family were filled with uncertainty and anxiety about the future, and had begun to leave the Seven Luminaries Imperial City, an expected figure suddenly appeared before them—the Thousand-year-old Pope of the Salvation Church.

The elderly man, clad in white with a seemingly kind face but deep-set eyes, appeared as if stepping out from the void, his whole being exuding an indescribable mystical force that instantly enveloped all the Fischers in a commanding presence.

The appearance of the Pope of Redemption caught the Fischers off guard; Christine was shocked to find that they could not move at all, as if bound by invisible shackles.

The air was thick with a suffocating and tense atmosphere, and a deep sense of despair welled up in everyone’s hearts.

The only one who could move was Chris.

But he maintained an extreme calm, eyeing the suddenly-appeared Pope of Redemption without any immediate action.

“Warriors of the Fischer family, there is no need to fear,”

The voice of the Pope of Redemption was gentle yet firm, as if piercing the fog in people’s hearts, calmly saying, “I do not come to bring disaster, but to offer a path of redemption and hope.”

Everyone from the Fischer family and the Dawn Church struggled, many wanting to speak, but they found their voices suppressed by an invisible force, and could only widen their eyes, filled with confusion and wariness towards the Pope.

However, just as a glimmer of hope began to kindle in the hearts of the Fischers and the members of the Dawn Church, even as some truly believed the Pope of Redemption came to guide them to salvation, the Pope’s expression abruptly turned stern and cold.

He began speaking slowly, his voice no longer carrying any of its prior gentleness or mercy, but rather revealing an undeniable decisiveness,

“However, to the Fischer family and the Dawn Church, I must tell you a harsh truth.”

The Pope of Redemption’s gaze was piercing, as if penetrating the soul of each individual, and he continued,