Chapter 1308 - Battle of the Sword-Bearers (1/2)
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The sudden encounter in front of the Ark of the Sacred Covenant caught Willie and the others off guard. The same happened to Hao Ren. After a shouting match, Hao Ren stared dead at the robed old man next to Willie, and the black sword in his hand.
The demonization of the old man turned heads with his two-meter-tall body, solid muscles, and beltfish tattoo, which was a magic pattern. Master Anthony, who had always bared his upper arms, was the only one who could match the old man’s tendon. But what caught Hao Ren’s attention was the weapon in the old man’s hand.
The sword that looked like a cosmic fragment and had light spots, which shifted in the darkness, seemed somewhat familiar—it was the Godslayer!
“This is your pope?” Hao Ren asked when Calaxus’ voice jolted him out of his stupor.
“Your Holiness Pope Auguste VII,” Calaxus said. “My teacher, how did you become like this?”
“Auguste?” A burst of raucous and dead laughter came from the mouth of the old man holding the sword. It was completely unreminiscent of the majestic and avuncular pope. “Muahaha, that soul stubbornly resisted for a while, but under the charismatic influence of the Great Lord, no mortal can resist him. The one standing in front of you is a faithful servant of the Great Lord. As for you, are you ready to die?”
After saying this, Auguste VII strode towards Hao Ren. Hao Ren may have had an absolute advantage in terms of numbers, but Auguste VII was fearless. He was confident in his strength and the sword.
But Hao Ren shouted and interrupted the old man, “Wait a minute! Let me ask you again: where did you get the sword, old man?”
Auguste VII probably never expected that under the double-menacing presence of the Worldbreaker and the Ark of the Sacred Covenant, there would still be someone talking back to him. Auguste VII was startled for a second before he proudly said, “It’s the power given by the Great Lord Lockmarton, the Worldbreaker!”
“The Worldbreaker? Lockmarton made that thing?” Hao Ren was wide-eyed, and he could not help but grin. “Very good. What a surprising discovery in Collow!”
Meanwhile, Willie had just recovered from his stupor. He hurried Lavinia to come up to the pyramid. “Don’t worry about them! Start the ceremony immediately!”
Lily jumped to her feet when she saw what Lavinia was about to do. “That’s the plate form my home! Be careful; it kills if you don’t know how to use it!”
The two Cult of Armageddon members naturally did not listen to Lily. With Willie’s urging, Lavinia put the disc on the side wall of the crystal pyramid without hesitation and began to chant an evil, abstruse incantation in a low and hoarse voice. This abracadabra would excite the seal on the disc and conduct the energy of the disc into the crystal pyramid.
While Lavinia was performing the ceremony, Willie roared and lunged in Lily as well as Calaxus’ direction. His body suddenly swelled and grew an extra demonic arm, which emitted a dark-red glow. When Willie waved his arm, ripples appeared in his surroundings. Hideous and distorted shadows began to squirm out from those ripples. They quickly expanded and grew into figures in black robes when they hit the ground.
During the short time that Willie lunged at Lily and others, dozens of cultists had appeared behind him.
These members of the Cult of Armageddon were fanatics of self-sacrifice in black magic. They latched on the senior believer with the purpose of helping Willie clear any potential resistance in Asurmen. Now, they could finally put themselves to good use.
The large group of cultists began to perform their magic and evil powers. They shouted the name of Lockmarton as they lunged at the church soldiers and abhumans. Seeing this situation, Lily had to forget about her plate for the moment. She commanded her beast guards, “Arf! Guys, tear them apart!”
The ogres lunged forward with a roar, brandishing their large staffs made of obsidian to meet the cultists, who were only half their height. Meanwhile, the demonic wolves and bear monsters, using their jungle-hunting skills, flanked the alpha’s enemies on both sides.
The abhumans had also swung into action. The church knights were glowing in white light, following Calaxus’ order to stride forward and meet the cult members in black robes.
Lily and Calaxus realized that Willie, who had turned into a half-human, half-monster creature, was the toughest one to beat. The abhumans, the church knights, and the ordinary monks were probably not his match. So they transformed; Lily shapeshifted into a giant wolf, while Calaxus cast his magic spell and stood in the way of Willie.
Amid the battle cry and explosion, Hao Ren pounced on Auguste VII.