Skill Extraction: Exploring Dungeons-Chapter 641 - 564: The Church’s Annihilation

In the capital's square, the coronation ceremony is underway.

Floating in the sky, a cloud descends, carrying Kane and his companions.

The cloud drifts down slowly and then halts at the float platform.

Kane and his companions disembark from Cotton Candy and stand on the platform.

The civilians below gaze at the leading figure, Kane; many of them had seen Kane's true appearance and recognized him.

The residents of Zorolostan are especially familiar with Kane, raising their hands in cheer.

"Your Majesty!"

"Destroyer of the Kings!"

"Long live!"

A variety of strange cheers echo through the air.

The rest of the civilians follow their lead and join in the cheering.

The sound of their cheers is deafening, covering the entire city and its surrounding area.

From these cheers, one could tell that Kane and his team's efforts recently were not in vain and have yielded remarkable results.

As the cheering gradually fades, a rabbit in a suit receives a cue and waves the baton he holds once more.

Compared to earlier celebratory music, the music at this moment sounds more solemn, echoing around the whole square.

The bell tolls again.

Kane looks at the people from the Golden Bridge Church he meets for the first time.

Sofina, who came down with him, silently joins their ranks.

The elder leading them appears to have vibrant spirit, his robe more luxurious than that of the Church members around him, holding a golden, luxurious scepter in hand.

He comes before Kane, bows slightly, and pays his respects to Kane.

"Your Highness, let us preside over your coronation as the King of Platinum now."

The coronation ceremony procedures had been relayed, with Sofina briefing Kane and his team for their preparation.

Kane, looking at the elder in front of him, responds calmly, "Proceed."

The Pope nods, then waves his hand to the Church members behind him.

They form a semicircle around the float platform, raising their hands towards the golden bridge in the sky, murmuring prayers.

With the spread of these prayers, a golden beam of light is projected down from the bridge suspended in the sky.

A regal and authoritative throne descends following the light beam, with a crown hovering above it.

The countless civilians below stare dumbfounded at the sky, watching this magical scene unfold.

They were accustomed to the golden bridge, never having been told of any particular significance about it, only knowing it hung in the sky, seemingly since the beginning of time.

Much like the world's attitude towards the sun.

The crown and throne float down and slowly halt behind Kane.

"Your Majesty, please be seated."

Upon hearing the Pope's request, Kane slowly seats himself on the regal and majestic chair behind him.

The crown hovers just at the height where the Pope, with raised arms, can touch.

In front of all subjects, the Pope lifts the crown high, gently placing it atop Kane's head.

He then turns around, facing the subjects below, kneeling down slowly.

"Welcome the Golden Bridge!"

The Church members behind him also kneel, echoing, "Welcome the Golden Bridge!"

Their voices, magnified by some magic, resonate throughout the entire city, clear and distinct to all.

The civilians below begin to chatter noisily, discussing and inquiring about the Golden Bridge.

"Is the Golden Bridge in the sky alive?"

"I don't know, hasn't it always been up there?"

"Is it divine? My family has a book claiming the Golden Bridge in the sky is the Creator God of this world?"

"Really?"

"That indeed sounds plausible."

The bustling noise from the discussions among the masses did not affect the ceremony underway above.

With the Pope and others' calls, a corner of the golden bridge in the sky extends downward, reaching the floating platform where Kane and his companions stand.

A golden, transparent rainbow bridge extends over as if anticipating something.

It awaits someone to ascend.

A grand and massive golden bridge extends from the sky, with its other parts stretching across the skies.

This spectacular sight leaves all the civilians below wide-eyed and jaws agape, their previous discussions and noise dissipating.

The Pope rises and addresses Kane, "Your Majesty, please ascend the Golden Bridge."

Kane complies without objection, rising and taking up the Platinum Scepter that floats beside him, walking slowly onto the bridge extended from the Golden Bridge.

As he walks on the bridge, he feels it is indeed the Golden Bridge's true form, with the part spanning across the skies being merely a projection.

Kane walks along the Golden Bridge upwards until he reaches a position nearly 100 meters above the ground, visible to all civilians below.

Yet Kane does not continue ascending; he pauses there.

He stood on the Golden Bridge, addressing the civilians below.

"My people!" Kane's voice was loud, mingling with a hint of majesty, as if it also carried a sense of the divine.

His voice reached every person's ear, as if Kane was standing right in front of them.

"You seem curious about what this Golden Bridge truly is?"

Kane's sudden action startled the Pope and others who hadn't been informed in advance, but hearing Kane's words, they seemed relieved.

However, the next sentence made him start cursing furiously.

"This Golden Bridge is the source of all your suffering."

After finishing this sentence, Kane directly took off the Crown that the Pope had just placed on his head, and then crushed it in his hand.

Then he continued.

"This Golden Bridge is a parasite of the world, devouring the energy of the world, consuming the souls of your loved ones, plunging this world into fragmentation and destruction."

"The world falls into ruin, no longer having four seasons, the land no longer fertile, life no longer renewing."

"Even the century-long war you've endured was instigated by it. It destroyed the once Platinum Country, inciting the kings to war among themselves, just to devour your souls after death."

Anyway, since the Golden Bridge was going to be eradicated, Kane decided to pin all the blame on the Golden Bridge, making the most out of it.

It was also paying the interest for his past deeds.

Kane's words made the Pope and others below roar in anger and curse: "You bastard, shut your mouth, blasphemer! Such blasphemy!"

The Pope and the people of the Golden Bridge Church were angrily trying to step onto the Golden Bridge, rushing towards where Kane stood.

However, platinum-colored streamers flew from behind them, wrapping around and restraining them, sealing their mouths shut.

Only the mouth of the Pope wasn't sealed.

At this time, Sofina, dressed in a platinum robe, approached, her robe visibly made of platinum fabric but without any adornments.

The hem at the back consisted of countless long strips, glowing with energy, floating according to her thoughts.

"Shut your filthy mouths that disrespect His Majesty, and quietly await judgment." 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

At this moment, Sofina maintained her expressionless demeanor.

The Pope turned his head, eyes wide as he looked at Sofina, incredulously asking, "Why, why betray the Church? It was I, the Church, that saved you, raised you, how dare you betray, such blasphemy!"

Sofina turned her head to look at him, her vacant face revealing hatred: "I have had memories since birth."

Struggling, the Pope wanted to say more, but his mouth was wrapped shut by the platinum-colored streamers from behind him.

Everyone struggled, even as golden flames started to ignite on their bodies.

Kreya and the others stood quietly watching.

Sofina shook her head helplessly, the platinum-colored streamers transformed into sharp blades, piercing through all the Church members from behind.

The streamers that pierced through their chests no longer held the platinum color, now crimson. Blood soaked the streamers, dripping down from the tips.

All the Church members were personally eliminated by Sofina in an instant.

Then the streamers binding them fell away, and all the bodies collapsed onto the platform above, blood from the gaping wounds in their chests spreading across the surface.

The Pope, fallen before Sofina, the gaping wound in his chest, the blood flowing from it. Slowly, the blood flowed past her feet, staining the edge of her white shoes with a circle of crimson.

Kreya stepped forward, looking at the expressionless girl before her, extending a hand to wipe away a few drops of blood that fell at the corner of her eye.

These drops of blood had already been diluted before being wiped away, no longer bright red.

Then she patted her head, pulling her into an embrace.

Lilu appeared beside Sofina with a flash, blowing near Sofina's ear.

A small golden insect was blown out, then turned to dust mid-air.

And with Lilu's breath, a wisp of pink smoke entered Sofina's ear, and Sofina slowly closed her eyes, falling into a deep sleep.

Cotton Candy floated over, taking the sleeping girl onto its back.

Then Kreya waved her hand, black and white flames igniting on all the bodies on the platform.

Lilu also moved her fingers, and the souls of the just-deceased Church members began to manifest, visible to everyone.

They flew out from their bodies, then struggled and cried out in pain, only to be torn apart, the fragments flying towards the Golden Bridge.

This scene was clearly seen by the people below.

Then a platinum light enveloped Kane, his eyes bursting with golden rays, his entire body clad in platinum robes accented with golden and green trims.

A mechanical Light Wheel made of platinum metal appeared behind him, constantly rotating and transforming using mechanical structures.

Kreya and the others on the platform also entered the same state.

Above the Golden Bridge, Kane waved the Platinum Scepter.

"My people, behold the hideousness of this thing."

With a burst of golden light resonating out, this halo seemed to tear away a filter obscuring the sky.

It fully revealed the true scene behind it, allowing everyone to clearly see the truth behind it.

A massive, deep whirlpool appeared in the sky over the Golden Bridge, dark and twisted, constantly rotating like a giant maw.

The green breath from the ground emitted a thriving vigor, surging upward only to be consumed by that twisted maw.

Even the soul fragments of the Pope and the others, who had just perished and been torn apart, flew towards the vortex, being ground to dust before everyone's eyes.

This scene filled the people below with fear, the twisted, evil maw and the world's truth even causing them to panic.

"Do not fear, as your king, I will save you, save your families, save your children, save your world!"

As Kane finished speaking, Kreya and the others also flew up, standing by Kane's side.