Chapter 576 - Chapter 576: Chapter 518: Scapegoat, Darren Fischer!_2 (2/2)

Because while one could lose life, the soul could still follow the great God; but if the soul itself was completely gone…

Darren closed his eyes, feeling the ancient power surging within him, that mysterious energy stemming from the depths of his soul, the power contained within the God Pantheon stairway!

Though the time would be very short, he temporarily reached a strength level equivalent to the Eighth Tier!

This was undoubtedly a transmutation!

When he opened his eyes again, Darren’s eyes were ablaze, as if flames were leaping within them.

He decided to burn his own soul, with this final, purest sacrifice, forming an unstoppable torrent!

“Let the flames become the light that illuminates the darkness!”

Darren whispered, his voice soft.

Then, he reached out his hand.

Instantly, it caught the attention of Chris and the Pope of Redemption!

He was the only one remaining “at the Monarch Level” who could still act under the influence of the Pope of Redemption.

Then, Darren used the ability of the “Scapegoat” from the 1st Rank of the Path of Shadow.

Consecution power…

Scapegoat!

In that instant, he drew upon himself all the misfortunes of the entire Fischer family and the members of the Dawn Church.

Let me bear all the misfortunes!

Even the Pope of Redemption was momentarily confused, sensing something subtly strange.

“What’s happening…”

For some reason, rather than wanting to destroy all followers of the End, he found himself wanting only to kill Darren Fischer—though it defied logic, deep within him, he harbored this bizarre thought.

“Is some mysterious power influencing me too? Despite such a huge gap in our strength levels, he can still achieve this? Very impressive, this is the mysterious nature of Consecution power.”

An indescribable energy fluctuation surged around them; the air seemed to solidify, and the light twisted.

Darren’s body began to transform; beneath his skin, faint dragon scales emerged, and his eyes flashed dark red, as a powerful, ancient aura burst forth from within him.

With deafening dragon roars, he completely transformed into a majestic demon dragon, its scales shimmering coldly, and with a gentle flap of its wings, it stirred up a violent wind.

Chris, who had been expressionless, suddenly curved his lips into a smile, as if feeling a certain satisfaction.