Chapter 1157 - Last Sacrifice (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

“Have you woken up?”

Nietzsche struggled to open his eyes, feeling as though he had a piece of lead lodged in his brain. Waves of nausea continually hit his throat, making him grit his teeth, unable to speak.

Around him, rows of wooden racks lined up neatly with merchandise. Clearly, he had returned to Andy’s convenience store.

Fang Yuan stood by the side, wiping a porcelain bottle, and commented, “You actually cast that kind of curse with your current abilities. Do you want to die?”

“That woman… tried to kill me before!” Nietzsche said with a low voice, the disgust in his chest finally settled.

“Even so, it can’t be a reason for your reckless action… You would have also died if I hadn’t reached there in time…” Fang Yuan shook his head.

“How… is the situation?” Nietzsche struggled to ask.

“Nothing much… Although they didn’t manage to capture you, the Church of the Eye definitely has a backup plan and has found a suitable sacrifice…” Fang Yuan shrugged. “They’re probably carrying out the Offering of Souls now? A frenzy of spirits will attack all of Kimbert City…”

“What?” Nietzsche exclaimed in alarm. “I’ve got to stop them!”

“Stop them? You?” Fang Yuan sneered sarcastically. “With your current controller-level extraordinary power? You’d just be delivering a delicious meal to them… unless you accept my training.”

“You want to… train me?” Nietzsche was not excited but infuriated. “Why? You obviously have the power to do something about it, but you’re unwilling to. You’re sending thousands of people to their deaths…”

Why? Should I tell you that I even secretly sent Morigu to help those cultists with the Offering of Souls?

Fang Yuan glanced obliquely and suddenly showed a sad look. “Young man… there are many things you don’t know, so don’t jump to conclusions. So, do you want this chance?”

“Of course… not!” Normally, Nietzsche would have jumped with joy if someone who was evidently an extremely powerful Extraordinary offered to train him. However, time was not on his side.

“Oh, I forgot to tell you. The training will be conducted in a very special place where time flows much much slower. That means that training for ten years inside will only be ten minutes outside…” Fang Yuan explained, seemingly seeing through Nietzsche’s concerns.

“There’s such a place? Is it the Kingdom of the Gods?” Nietzsche’s eyes widened. “I’m going!!!”

“Very good!” Fang Yuan brought Nietzsche to an old door. “Follow me!”

It was naturally extremely easy for him to create a simple house of time with his mastery of the Space-Time Great Dao.

Nietzsche took a deep breath and entered the door. Fang Yuan smiled and followed.

The ancient door closed without a sound, and after ten minutes, it opened again.

A ragged Nietzsche walked out, and he seemed to have matured quite a bit.

“Thank you. Although I don’t know why you refuse to let me address you as teacher, in my mind, you’ve been one to me for a long time!”

He bowed solemnly and stepped out. His body turned into a flame and quickly disappeared into the night.

“The reason why I don’t let you call me that is naturally because I want to avoid embarrassment!” Fang Yuan shrugged and looked at Morigu Tata, who emerged from behind him. “How was it?”

“The Offering of Souls is already unavoidable!” Morigu replied respectfully. “All we have to do now is to wait…”

“Very good!”

Fang Yuan’s eyes stared far away and immediately reached that underground space.

…

The secret underground base of the Church of the Eye had already changed dramatically.

A massive, dark sacrificial altar stood surrounded by blood-red flames.

The Investigation Agency members had suffered heavy casualties in the tunnels, and only Clayon and Angelina were still struggling to fend them off.

“No! These cultists are powerful Extraordinaries! My spirituality can’t break through them…”

Angelina’s closed eyes opened, and two streaks of blood tears actually flowed down.

“Damn it…” Clayon was bathed in blood as he looked at the surrounding vampires and ghouls. The battle had evidently reached its climax. “If I had known, I would have contacted the army to bomb the daylights out of this place…”

This was just the anger talking. He would not have been able to carry the notoriety of bombing a city. Moreover, this place was deep enough underground that it could weaken the power of most bombs.

“Lord of Darkness, please accept our final sacrifice!” the high priest howled fanatically at the center of the black sacrificial altar.

Around him lay many corpses, their expressions satisfied and happy. They had obviously taken their own lives.

Right in the front, there was a wooden cross with a young boy tied to it. He looked somewhat like Nietzsche and was clearly blood-related.

“At the end of the hunting ritual, the sacrifices that have escaped for many years will eventually fulfill the fate of being sacrificed…”

The high priest stepped forward and smoothly plunged his knife into the young man’s chest.

Poof!

Blood spewed everywhere.

“Damn it!!!” Nietzsche’s angry howl came from a tunnel.

Flash!

A golden ray carrying flames burnt the entire tunnel.

Many vampires and ghouls wailed as they turned into ashes.

Angelina and Clayon stared at their bodies, and their wounds healed in no time. The golden flames and light brought warmth to them.