Chapter 647 - The Apotheosis Ceremony (1/2)
Chapter 647: The Apotheosis Ceremony
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Translated by XephiZ
etting closer to the city,” Mo Fan spoke up before Hu Jin could continue
Mo Fan’s words brought a great shock to the crowd, so strong that even their inner organs were almost shattered by the i toward the inner city!
Zhu Meng was the first to react He quickly recalled the last few appearances of the Dark Abyss
The first ti Sand River, around seven hundred kilometers to the west of the Ancient Capital
The second ties were located!
The third time was to the north of the city, only thirty kiloht in the city Even though the City North was already devoured by the ocean of undead, it had always beentoward the city!
If the Dark Abyss that could easily kill the Nether Bone Ruler appeared right on top of the inner city filled withshuddered His eyes widened, to the extent that they aline it further!
“The next space shi+ft of the Dark Abyss will be the time of death for all of you! Whether it be the commoners as coicians with high positions, you are going to die! You’re all going to die!
“HAHAHA, what a festival, it is the greatest time ever for our Vatican, and our Senior Salan is about to beco this festival! Everyone will kneel in front of the God of Death, Salan’s feet, they will submit to his wisdom and invention!”
Hu Jin’s passionate behavior served as a bright contrast to the silence aicians on the clock tower
It turned out the Dark Abyss had always been the Black Vatican’s plan!
No wonder Zhang Xiaohou had bumped into Mu He close to the Dark Abyss, as they were behind it all along… looking at the situation, would anyone still think that Salan and his roup of people?
This Salan was really the God of Death, the deity of darkness who lived to create death!
Human lives were not just cheap in his eyes A city that had existed for thousands of years was simply the venue he had chosen for his festival The undead surrounding the city were escorts for him as he ascended the stairs Meanwhile, the lives of the millions of people in the city, and the despair and sacrifice of the Super Magicians, were the bright red carpet that he would be stepping on as he ascended the stairs and apotheosized in the reatest burial of the century, so the whole world would simply tremble and submit to him!
The festival was simply Salan’s Apotheosis Cere, yet how scary was it compared to Salan’s heart?
Great Deacon Hu Jin was already worshi+ping to the north The people were lost ords, seeing how devout he was However, the one that brought a greater impact to theiras the Dark Abyss He had conducted the festival just to tell the world that Salan, the God of Death, was standing right here in the Ancient Capital!
Han Ji was feeling regret on top of the despair swar his heart
If they proceeded with their plan, the millions of people in the city would die, and so would Salan… the ive everyone the chance to be afraid of hi called the God of Death, without a doubt!
However, as the point of feeling regretful now?
With the ocean of undead surrounding the inner city, the Dark Abyss would ht in the center of the inner city after tomorrow’s dusk The little city would be consu the millions of people inside it…
As tears rolled down Han Ji’s cheek, he dropped to his knees helplessly The extreician had turned into a decrepit old man at this moment
“Sa…Salan, just take whatever you want, but… I, Han Ji a you… please spare the people in this city!” Han Ji’s voice was tre
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