Chapter 457: Ploy (1/2)

GDK 457: Ploy

No living being less mighty than Han Shuo could elude his consciousness, allowing him a complete overview of the situation in Sandro City.

This place was indeed worthy of being the closest city to the Sacred Mountain of the Church of Light. Through his consciousness, Han Shuo discovered that there was an abundance of Church of Light followers carrying divine energy in their bodies, the whole Sandro City was brimming with churches, numerous magical towers had been erected, and holy energy permeated in every corner in the city.

Everywhere his consciousness passed, each and every expert in its vicinity would appear in Han Shuo’s perception. He sensed that a light sacred magus was present in Sandro City. Not only that, there were all sorts of followers of the Church of Light that occupied every crevice in the city, amongst whom a staggering number were powerful experts.

As Han Shuo was slowly expanded his sensing power, he felt ripples of divine energy crashing in from the Sacred Mountain not far from Sandro City. The divine energy was forcing people to their knees to bow, and induced a tranquility of the mind and even-temperedness that seemed to signify a readiness to serve.

Even for the bloodthirsty Han Shuo, under the effect of this sacred energy, he felt as though he would surrender, repent and be absolved of his crimes. A wisp of energy that penetrated deep into the soul arrived thereupon. This soul-penetrating energy possessed a sort of intense seductive property, one that could turn people permanently into obedient slaves.

Han Shuo released a soft groan. Immediately, his consciousness, which was snooping through Sandro City, stopped expanding outward, receding instead. He also concealed the presence coming from his body.

The divine energy transmitted from the top of the Sacred Mountain of the Church of Light, to certain devotees, perhaps granted heightened divine energy. However, to any ordinary man, this kind of divine energy carried an intense captivating power, pied-piping people to throw themselves into the embrace of the Church, offering their firm conviction to the God of Light.

As the heretic that the Church of Light so wished to eliminate, Han Shuo undoubtedly understood what it meant for an ordinary person when they were exposed to this kind of divine energy with captivating power aimed at their souls. Such practices of the Church of Light obviously had no resemblance to the transparent practices they paraded.

After withdrawing his consciousness, the suffocating pressure which had shrouded him all along did not disappear. Starting from Tarrag Canyon, the three had travelled across numerous cities. And yet, that soul targeting from the six-horned tribal king of the Soul Race, had never ceased.

And by now, this choking pressure had grown even stronger. Han Shuo could sense creatures of the Soul Race rapidly approaching.

Ding!

A sharp tinkling sounded in his ears. It was an early warning from the magical formation, only audible to Han Shuo.

“Bryan!” barked Stratholme the old monster. Judging from his voice, his body must have had sufficiently recovered.

“In a second!” cried Han Shuo, disengaging the magical formations around him. He then opened the door to Stratholme and Tiana outside.

“He’s almost here!” There was a trace of undeniable distress on the old monster’s face. Despite his preparations, when it came time to confront this terrifying six-horned tribal king, the old monster could not help his pessimism about his future outlook.

“We need to get in the vicinity of the Sacred Mountain of the Church of Light right away. When he’s almost here, we will immediately intrude into the Sacred Mountain and await the six-horned tribal king’s appearance. Only when both sides have fought and are wounded will we stand a chance.” Tiana remained ever so graceful and sumptuous, but the look on her face was growing heavy, indicating that, just like Stratholme, she too was riddled with apprehension.

“Alright then. Let’s move,” Han Shuo replied succinctly.

Neither Stratholme nor Tiana said anymore. With Tiana showing the way, the trio left Sandro City quietly.

The Sacred Mountain of the Church of Light was so tall that it pierced through the clouds. The three arrived at the foot of the mountain. When they looked up, it seemed as though the blue dome of heaven was prodded through by the Sacred Mountain. A sense of peace and tranquility rose in their hearts.

“The Sacred Mountain is 9,763 meters tall, with the City of Light located at the top. Inside are the most powerful experts of the Church of Light protecting the place. We can first sneak halfway up the mountain. Then, when the six-horned tribal king is almost here, we make a run for the summit of the Sacred Mountain,” Tiana explained to Han Shuo and Stratholme when they arrived at the foot of the mountain. She seemed very familiar with the Sacred Mountain of the Church of Light.

Han Shuo and the old monster nodded simultaneously and Tiana did not need to explain any further. She proceeded in leading the two flying to the middle of the Sacred Mountain.