Mystical Journey-Chapter 1368 - The Onset of Doomsday 2

Chapter 1368: The Onset of Doomsday 2

“I don’t have such a thought,” Garen smiled. “I have countless powerful subordinates in the Abyss. To be honest, I don’t lack you guys. But since our relationship is rather different, as Rosta and Elphis are the only Void Pursuers left, while you’re my old friend, naturally it’s necessary to take care of my acquaintances first. Am I right?”

Nadia bit her lips, and her eyes revealed a mixed feeling. She also remembered the tragic experience of just entering the world and being simply caught like a chick or rubbish.

“Let me consider it.”

She originally wanted to immediately refuse in rage, but when the words reached the tip of her tongue, they unconsciously came out with another meaning.

“Give it a good thought.” Garen was not in a hurry. His plan would not be delayed due to Nadia.

“Rosta, you guys come with me.”

“Yes.” Rosta and Elphis instantly responded.

The two stood up and followed Garen to the Transportation Formation. With a whoosh and a flash of light, they disappeared directly from this floor.

Nadia quietly watched the few people left, and her heart was wavering more and more.

She had already reached the upper limit of strength enhancement, and she could not advance anymore as she was at the Army Level. Although she could advance herself in this World through slaughtering, but just like what Garen had said, it was too dangerous.

“Perhaps… I should really consider it.”

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Garen the trio appeared directly in the center of the Elemental Pond at the top floor.

The six Elemental Ponds around were still emitting horrific energy fluctuations. Upon just entering here, Rosta and Elphis were entirely stiff and were directly impacted by the violent elements. They could only freeze on the spot and could not move at all. The enormous energy pressure made them, the Gods, felt sore and painful in their skin.

Snap.

Garen made a bright snapping sound, only then did the energy concentration around the two returned to normal.

“This is the core of the Cold Winter Tower, the source of all power. I’ll cultivate here, while you’ll connect with my soul first. After the imprint is marked, you’ll be able to advance along with me.”

“Thank you for going through the trouble for us, Master.” The two quickly thanked.

“In the future, you guys will be responsible for the troops that manage the Cold Winter Tower at the Main Substance Plane together with Koala and the rest,” Garen casually said. “I have other things to deal with. The lesser the Soul Connection of the army, the greater the enhancement that will be equally shared. I plan to look for only ten existence to be enhanced.”

Rosta and Elphis were stupefied. With an army of only ten people, this meant that so as long as Garen advanced, the help for them would be a terrifying qualitative change. This would be almost like a skyrocketing leap in strength.

Garen was not bothered, because what he needed now were powerhouses; enough powerhouses to assist him; not cannon fodders, since he already had lots of those. Whether it was the Abyss or the Biochemical Pool, he could create sufficient powerful cannon fodders. However, he was lacking those who could really become his right-hand man.

“If there’s no other opinion, then let’s get started,” Garen said plainly.

“Yes.” X2.

As soon as the voices fell, Garen flicked his fingers and shot out two reddish translucent rays, precisely piercing the center of the two persons’ eyebrows.

The impact hit them hard to the point their heads were raised, and instantly fell into a coma.

The reddish light continued slowly, and Garen stopped looking at the two but walked to the Biochemical Pool to observe the latest changes. What was needed next was just the passing of time.

Initially, he had determined the places for Andrew and the other senior subordinates, coupled with Rosta the trio from this side as well as the few whom he had selected from the White Dragon Clan, Satwo and so on. There were only ten places in total. All of them were to command the enormous army under him.

After streamlining the Abyss’ army, now it was close to eight hundred thousand, all of which the lowest level were Level Three-cannon fodders, while the highest was Leve Six junior captains.

Garen planned to have this force stay in the Abyss and strengthen them.

He intended to build another large army at the Main Substance Plane and to mainly construct with the Biochemical Pool and experimental platform.

“Next, it’s time to study the divinities…” Garen looked at the more than a dozen little divinity balls in his Soul Space. “I wonder, how much will I achieve after I have completely constructed and absorbed them? I really look forward to it…”

He simply chose to sit on the edge of the Biochemical Pool and quietly closed his eyes.

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Behind the Alliance of the Gods.

Holy Light City.

This was the famous city Fehra was born in, and it was rumored that here was the origin of all light.

At the center of the city, a long string of bell chimes continued to ring out.

Numerous airships floated in the air and scattered down countless white petals as countless believers and people prayed piously.

Because of the Void Creatures’ wanton slaughter, the population had been greatly reduced, but at the same time, it had also led the existing people’s belief in the Divine Souls to reach an extremely pious level. This was because only the Divine Souls could kill the Void Creatures to eliminate all disasters and persecution.

Inside a huge cathedral in the center of the city.

The Holy Light Cathedral was the miraculous cathedral that was the core of the entire Holy Light City. It was where the Divine Souls had personally demonstrated their Divine Power.

Dozens of Gods had appeared before, of whom the most number of times was naturally Fehra the Major God.

At this time, all the top Cathedral leaders were gathered here on the inside, and Demigod-level powerhouses were seen everywhere. Even some former Popes who had reached the Lower God-level but still stayed in the mortal world and had not established the Divine Kingdom had appeared here.

“Praise the Gods!!” The current pope, Pope Chius, hailed loudly.

“Praise the Gods.”

Everyone called out in response at the same time.

“Evil stirs up the World, but Light will come,” The holy chief judge came forward and exhorted loudly. “Heroes will naturally emerge in troubled times. The oracle has been revealed, and I will now confer Bishop Anselon Kyrgyz with the position of the Chief Knight of the highest order, commanding one thousand and twenty-eight Knights of the highest order.”

A handsome young man with a faint golden light all over him and a gentle smile on his face slowly walked up to the center of the Cathedral, escorted by a group of Golden Knights.

He had on him a dark golden armor, was carrying a helmet in one hand, and his long blond hair wavered as his paced forward.

The sacred and grand music began to sound, and as the young Knight continued to advance, golden holy lights were ignited on the bodies of the Cathedral leaders on both sides, showing their respect.

Rays of holy light illuminated continually from both sides consecutively, turning into golden beams of light.

Everyone began to pray in a low voice.

The Pope got up and personally handed him a platinum long sword, which represented the command of the Knights, with both hands.

“Anselon, the Lord has been watching you all the time.” The Pope smiled mildly at him.

“His subordinate understands.” Anselon bowed his head and respectfully reached for the sword.

Just when his hand touched the sword.

Whish whish whish!!

Countless white golden rays burst out from the long sword.

Boom!!!

The Divine Statues of Fehra and the other dozen of Gods in the Cathedral all lit up at the same time, and countless white golden rays descended from the Divine Statues and converged on the Pope.

“It’s an Incarnation!!”

“It’s the Incarnation of the great Fehra!!”

“Oh my God! The Major God actually chose to come down!”

The surrounding Cathedral leaders were surprised. At the power transfer conferring ceremony of the highest armed forces, the new commander actually received the glory of the Major God’s personal arrival!

This was simply a miracle of all miracles and a glory that had never been seen before!

The countless holy light converged on the Pope, transforming him into a Light-man.

His body seemed to have gotten taller, and twelve pairs of white wings spread out from his back. An intense and mighty-to-the-extreme Holy Aura pressure naturally spread out.

“Anselon, I will personally grant you a completely new authority and identity,” Fehra’s majestic voice sounded from the light.

Anselon could not resist the shock, and he quickly bowed his head even more respectfully, facing Fehra’s Incarnation.

“Praise my Lord! The Light of my Lord shines through thousands of Planes,” his voice was quivering.

“Your feats will be turned into a Holy Sword; your kindness will be turned into the Holy Light Shield; your justice will be integrated into the countless hearts of justice; your anger will be turned into a boundless iron!” Fehra the Incarnation sang loudly in a poetic tone.

He made a grabbing action with one hand, and countless golden light gathered into a delicate and gorgeous armlet. It flew to Anselon’s right arm and was automatically attached there.

“I will confer on you the highest title, the Light of the World. Your mandate: Anti-Void’s Crusader! May your feats be worthy of our trust toward you.”

Anselon’s face was clearly excited.

“The body and the soul of your subordinate will perish together! I vow to give everything for the annihilation of the Void!”

Fehra’s Incarnation nodded with satisfaction and gently passed over the sword in his hand.

Anselon caught it gently and kept it, a deep piety and sacredness on his face.

Numerous rays and flames erupted on him as if he had turned into a white golden humanoid torch for a moment.

Clang!

He pulled out the long sword and lifted it high. A horrific force like that of a Holy Aura spread out all of a sudden.

“I, who am also the Child of Radiance…” Fehra’s Incarnation slowly spoke.

“Child of Radiance…”

The hearts of the leaders and powerhouses around who were watching the ceremony instantly trembled. The long-circulated Child of Radiance had finally officially appeared today. It was rumored that he was the powerhouse with an infinite potential who could confront the Child of Hell and the existence of the Voids upfront. It was just that no one knew who he was.

Now everything was finally clear.

“The Child of Radiance…” Anselon’s eyes had completely turned white.

He raised his sword high as if it was the most precious treasure in the world.

At this moment, everything of him was sublimated, whether it was the soul or the flesh.

Fehra’s Incarnation opened his mouth again.

“This is the Holy Glory Sword, blessed by the Gods, and it will be your…”

Whish!!!

In an instant, everything stood still…

The white golden sword had unexpectedly penetrated between the eyebrows of Fehra’s Incarnation.

Anselon’s face was calm as he held the sword and fiercely exerted extra force forward.

Whish.

The blade once again stabbed deeper.

“You…!!” Fehra’s Incarnation was completely stunned. Even he did not expect that the person he chose to be the Light of the World would actually do this to him…

The leaders and the crowd around were also stunned.

Everyone’s mind went blank.

This was the Holy Light Cathedral, the most central part where countless powerhouses gathered together. The holy arrival of Fehra’s Incarnation actually had his head pierced through by a sword at the conferring ceremony?

“Is… is this just a joke…?” A Demigod’s face was slightly blanched.

“Is this some kind of a special ceremony?” The chief judge and others did not dare to think in the direction of profaning the God.

“Yeah, maybe it’s a special ritual which requires Fehra the Major God to use his Incarnation as an offering to the sword?” Some people looked for a reason to justify.

Pop…

A drop of holy blood dripped from the edge of the blade to the ground.

A very deep black began to diffuse from the center of Anselon’s pupils.

There was a savage and strange smile on his face.

“What a pity… the blessings of the Gods, countless glory in one body, fame and fortune, prestige, and credibility; you have it all. Even I myself, a king, am a little enticed…” His voice suddenly became like that of a woman, sharp and demonic.

“You… who are you!!??” Fehra wanted to break free, but he discovered that a very horrific and powerful black field had wrapped around him tightly so that he could not move at all.

Hiss…

The Excalibur was slowly pulled out, and it brought out a slick of white golden blood.

“I’m the Star Region Demon Master, Tinn Yinger…”

The blade was pulled out.

Only then did all the Cathedral leaders were completely awakened and realized what had actually happened.

However, everything was already too late. Just when countless holy lights were about to erupt, a bloody red light ball with a mixture of black suddenly exploded, completely shrouding the entire Holy Light Cathedral. The horrifying and intense evil force caused even the countless holy lights to be eclipsed.