Chapter 578 - Chapter 578: Chapter 519: The 8th Seal! (1/2)
Chapter 578: Chapter 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!”
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.