From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty-Chapter 578 - 519: The 8th Seal!

Chapter 578 -519: The 8th Seal!

“End… resurrected?”

The Pope of Redemption’s voice revealed a hint of disbelief and terror.

He knew well that the End was the source of the Fischer family’s faith, its power so immense that even the Gods could not dismiss it lightly, and it could even be said… that it was the reason for the Gods’ departure.

They chose to forsake all beings.

To succumb to fate.

The Pope of Redemption slowly closed his eyes, then reopened them, his hands trembling slightly.

Is destruction the inevitable destiny of every being?

As a being of the Heavenly Enlightenment Level, he had the ability to leave Claud World, but he never did, instead, he made every effort to find the Fischer family who served the End, to annihilate them and prevent the true resurrection of the End.

“Lord of Salvation, why have you forsaken us?”

“Exalted Gods! If you abandon us, then let me be the one to save this world!”

Darren and Chris, under the envelopment of this thick black mist, felt an unprecedented power pouring into their bodies, all their being restored at a visible speed.

Even Darren’s soul, previously exhausted and on the verge of shattering, was rejuvenated, this mighty power healing their bodies and souls, cementing the convictions of the Fischer family members.

“This is… the power of the great Lord of the Lost!”

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Darren’s voice was filled with shock and awe, able to fully feel some connection to this power, as if he himself was an incarnation of this force, a messenger of the God of Demise in the mortal realm.

Chris also felt the baptism of this power, his gaze sharpening, the dagger in his hand as if imbued with life, flashing a cold light.

The members of the Fischer family knew that they were no longer fighting alone; as long as the great Lord of the Lost appeared, all adversities would be overturned.

For a hundred years, no matter what, it had always been so!

As the extremely dense black mist continued to converge, a black cross of light from the End gradually appeared on the battlefield, all things turning into only black and white.

In this instant, it seemed as though the entire world trembled, the heavens and earth pervaded with an unprecedented pitch-black despair.

With Karl’s awakening, the sky was no longer the tranquil azure of bygone days, replaced by a profound, chaotic hue, clouds dense, lightning flashing and thunder rolling, as if the heavens were mourning, heralding the coming of the apocalypse.

Deep beneath the Earth’s crust, rumbling noises emerged, earthquakes followed one after another, each tremor like the heartbeat of a behemoth, causing mountains and rivers to shatter.

The seas, too, had become tumultuous and surging, waves crashing into the skies as if the entire ocean roared to devour everything, tsunamis raging along the coastline.

And those distant polar glaciers were now collapsing under the influence of this tremendous force.

Huge blocks of ice broke off, plunging into the sea, setting off avalanches, the meltwaters from the glaciers forming rivers that slammed against the coasts, beneath which a body so massive it was astonishing gradually revealed itself.

It seemed to be a giant beyond the imagination of mankind.

Even a single finger could be deemed a mountain range, an eye like a great mountain, and its scattered body buried beneath the glaciers of the world!

If it were to truly awake, it would likely be a behemoth too daunting to behold!

All beings, in this apocalyptic scene, bowed their heads in fear, even those who had once looked down upon the world in strength now displaying looks of horror.

They realized how minuscule they were in the face of this terrifying power, like ants before a deluge, helplessly awaiting the judgment of fate.

“Is it too late…”

The Pope of Redemption, under the impact of this force, shook violently, his eyes instinctively filled with fear and despair.

He knew he could not withstand the power of the God of Demise, only to watch helplessly as his fate marched towards its end, yet in the final moments still pondering how to prevent its resurrection.

His own death mattered not!

He must not allow it to truly wake, or the whole world would dissolve into nothingness!

“Fischer! For everyone’s sake! I must eradicate you!”

The Pope of Redemption erupted with all his Divine Power, completely disregarding his own safety, madly trying to put an end to the members of the Fischer family!

Even Darren and the others could feel the opponent’s will was extremely determined!

“I swear by my name…”

“I must stop your actions that would revive the End!”

The Pope of Redemption seemed to stand atop a wasteland, eyes sparkling with complex light, reflecting memories of the past as well as resoluteness for the future.

The wind blew through his white hair, his thoughts returning to the distant past when people still lived under the governance of the Gods.

The Pope of Redemption, originally named Ad, was born in a tumultuous time.

From a young age, Ad had shown a talent and wisdom beyond others, able to sense the subtle fluctuations of power between heaven and earth, and to perceive the fears and desires deep within people’s hearts.

Though he came from an ordinary family, he possessed a weak Extraordinary bloodline and also bore the top-tier Destiny’s Trajectory known as the “Savior.”

At that time, all the forces were still states of slavery dominated completely by Extraordinary Exponents, with commoners reduced to mere fodder. The young Ad witnessed his home destroyed by war, his commoner relatives perishing in despair, experiences that were etched deeply into his heart like a brand.