Chapter 453: Chapter 373: Stranger
As a doctor, Duan Mingyuan had done so simple treatnt on the wounds of the Dark Night Witch to ensure she would not die within a short period of ti.
Ascending the spiral staircase, his heart suddenly felt empty.
He liked easily attained victories, which had almost been the main the of his life; for the first ti on his life’s journey, he encountered a powerful opponent who might require all his efforts to contend with. Yet, when he arrived at this final battleground, he was inford that this strong opponent would not be able to participate in the battle due to internal conflicts.
Without the heir, even the last obstacle had disappeared.
Duan Mingyuan maintained a steady pace, which had consud quite a bit of his ti.
At the top of the tower, the throne had beco tilted due to a recent fall; a faint soul fragnt was bound above it, and in such a state, it could be reduced to nothingness with just a pinch.
"However, this is the norm in the Land of Eternal Night,"
Duan Mingyuan stood before the throne and said, "This is the tone you set for this world."
In "Genesis," it was written that Void Demons were synonymous with chaos and disorder, abiding by the law of the jungle, and superior demons hold absolute domination over their inferiors; in this realm, being weak was the greatest sin of all.
To beco a Warlord, any ans were permitted.
Ambushes, poisonings, or even dishonorable mobbing—as long as it could eliminate a rival, it was a good thod.
faithfully followed the laws of the Land of Eternal Night, while the Dark Night Witch, being a foreigner, naively trusted this stranger who claid to have no interest in ascending the throne, leading to her being backstabbed.
All this had occurred before the progenitor, and Duan Mingyuan did not know what He would think after witnessing everything.
The soul fragnt on the throne did not share a "declaration of victory" but rather chanically issued an invitation to Duan Mingyuan.
It seed that over ti, His thoughts had ceased, and He could only chanically remain here, waiting for the heir to arrive.
But to Duan Mingyuan, this was not necessarily a bad thing.
Putting himself in their place, if he were the one sitting on the throne, and seeing the last two heirs break into internal conflict before the throne leading to their mutual downfall and allowing a foreigner to benefit, he would probably suffer a stroke from anger on the spot.
"I am not your heir."
Although the soul fragnt might no longer be able to hear his voice, he still declared his intent.
He was not the type to give up halfway.
The throne had lost its heir, but the surging dark energy of the Land of Eternal Night remained a significant problem.
Duan Mingyuan’s right hand reached toward the location of the soul fragnt, and as soon as his fingertips touched the fragnt, a sensation akin to an electric shock surged up.
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anwhile, elsewhere.
This was the Third Prince’s second day inside the Holy City Cathedral, and by the ti, it was the darkest period before dawn, yet the outside was brightly lit with lights.
With the "Life Goddess" joining, the condition of the wounded on the ground had stabilized; however, the air battle overhead continued, with battleships plumting through the sky periodically.
Monts later, Earth Wolf Twelve entered through the door.
"I just received a ssage; Jiuyue and the flagship of the Baptism have safely left the battle zone."
As the deputy captain had predicted, the Universe Company and Shanqi Comrce Association, influenced by parasites, had beco blindly enraged. More and more fleets were being drawn into the battle, with no one having the leisure to pursue the two flagships that had left the Star Zone.
But the Third Prince had not heeded Duan Mingyuan’s advice; he decided to stay in the Holy City Cathedral.
This grand "fireworks show" always felt sowhat off to him.
In theory, this was Ashen Church’s headquarters, where all technology of the Sun Empire was rooted; if Ashen Church fully engaged in the battle, the air fight would quickly end in a one-sided victory, culminating in the complete defeat of Shanqi Comrce Association.
But so far, he observed that apart from activating the "Energy Net" to prevent the city from being damaged by falling flagships, Holy City had not utilized any war weapons.
This was the direct reason the battle continued up to now.
He had tried to inquire about the situation from the Judges and the Staff-wielding Squad, only to receive the official response: "Rashly deploying war weapons might accidentally harm our allies."
It seed that in the face of a war that could potentially destroy the entire Holy City, Ashen believers had suddenly beco tolerant and compassionate citizens of the Sun King, reluctant to take harsh actions even against those who invaded their holand.
They had not had such an attitude during the conflict at Witch Star.
"Have you found out anything about the Pope’s whereabouts?"
This was the second order the Third Prince gave to Earth Wolf Twelve.
Moreover, he had observed another peculiar phenonon.
This was a period of utmost chaos in the Holy City, with the threats from the Dark Night Witch and void demons within, and the invasion from Shanqi Comrce Association fleets outside; it was a ti that needed soone to take charge, but the very Pope who should have led everything had suddenly disappeared.
In fact, since the Pope had gone to "study refrigerators," he had not appeared again.
Obviously, the refrigerator was now useless; the Dark Night Witch’s actions had moved to the next phase, and with the inevitable war between the company and the chamber, even if the Pope did indeed produce a refrigerator, it would already be outdated.
"The people in the Church were reluctant to share, but I still figured out so ways,"
Earth Wolf Twelve gave a slight smile, referring naturally to the thods of the Interstellar rcenaries.
Sneaking into the isolation zone of the Church, for example.
"Unless sothing unexpected happens, the Pope should have hidden in the refuge area beneath the cathedral, accessible only to those with Judge’s authority,"
After saying this, he added, "Since entering there yesterday, he has not co out again."
"Let’s go, take
there."
"Do you know how to get in?"
Earth Wolf Twelve was sowhat surprised; he had lingered at the entrance for a long ti, during which he was nearly discovered by the patrolling Staff-wielding Squad several tis, but until the end, he hadn’t found a way to get in.
"Baptism gave
a ’door card’ before leaving—it might be used there."
The Third Prince spoke.
Perhaps even the Baptism had sensed the Pope’s abnormality.
Even a fool knew that with such a major event happening outside, the Pope leading the core strength of the church to hide in the basent wasn’t to make air conditioners; there must be sothing more important than dealing with Universe Company and the Shanqi Comrce Association.
Simply put, the Pope was no saint.
This thought occurred to the Third Prince the first ti he t him.
"Let’s go."
"You should prepare yourself ntally."
The Third Prince stopped Earth Wolf Twelve who was about to leave, "This journey might be a one-way trip."
They were about to investigate the deepest secrets of the Ashen Church.
In fact, as early as when Jiuyue withdrew, he had planned to have Earth Wolf Twelve evacuate with the Fortress Number, but Earth Wolf Twelve insisted on staying with him in the Holy City Cathedral.
"When have I ever been afraid of such things?"
Earth Wolf Twelve said disdainfully, "People like
live every day with their heads tied to their belts."
If it hadn’t been for eting Duan Mingyuan and others on chanical Star, he would likely have been on a battleship exchanging fire with Universe Company, sinking a few enemy ships before going down with the ship.
"A man can die, but he must not die without knowing why."
Earth Wolf Twelve walked in front, trusting the Third Prince’s judgnt.
Even if they were to die in the "basent" of the Holy City Cathedral today, they would figure out what diabolical sches the church was plotting, "and you will definitely need soone who can spread the word about what happens there."
Earth Wolf Twelve pointed to his chest.
He had upgraded every part below his head; he had specifically installed a cara function in his chest, "Once sothing unexpected happens to us, what happens in the ’basent’ will be transmitted simultaneously to both the Fortress Number and the Conscious Space on the Prison Planet, and the Owl will find a way to send the ssage to the whole world."
Earth Wolf Twelve was very excited.
He never imagined that a rough man who had spent half his life fighting would end up doing a delicate job like undercover journalism.
"Then let’s set out, let us uncover the secrets of the church—"
"This is not a good idea, Third Prince and... Mr. Earth Wolf Twelve."
A gloomy voice ca from around the corner.
The Third Prince paused, surrounded by the Staff-wielding Squad, the long-absent Pope approached them, "This is the Holy City Cathedral, every move you make here is under our surveillance, including the actions of Mr. Earth Wolf Twelve just now."
The polite tone felt chilling.
Earth Wolf Twelve’s hand rested on his gun, ready to draw at any mont.
"Given your actions just now, I could imdiately have you locked up, but that would be contrary to hospitality."
The Pope simply made a gesture, and three Judges appeared behind them, completely cutting off their retreat. Then, he revealed a seemingly benevolent smile and commanded, "Since you are interested in what’s there, I will personally lead the way."
"So you will just let this aningless war continue? Don’t forget, the threat from the Witch Council hasn’t been lifted..."
"If you’re talking about the Dark Night Witch, there’s no need to worry about her anymore."
The Pope said, "Compared to war, we have more important matters to attend to."
"I’ve heard about your feud with the Witch Council."
The Third Prince’s gaze was unyielding, "The next question is out of personal curiosity—during your visit to Wizard Star, what exactly did you see through the prophecies of the soothsayers?"
The Pope did not respond imdiately.
The question evoked his distant mories.
During that era, the Ashen Church still maintained friendly relations with Wizard Star.
He seed to return to that dimly lit divination room.
Wizard Star’s most outstanding soothsayer sat opposite him, her hands hovering over a crystal ball, gazing at the changes within it.
"Miss Soothsayer, how far into the future can your art of prophecy see?"
The Pope asked curiously.
"It depends on the subject of the prophecy."
The Miss Soothsayer smiled, but in the next instant, her smile froze on her face.
She stared intently at the changes in the crystal ball, and the Pope naturally saw the sa images.
"Your art of prophecy is truly well-deserved."
The Pope did not skimp on complints.
As he began to speak, a blade erging from the shadows pierced through the soothsayer’s spine. The dagger, which should not have been able to harm a witch, instantly took the soothsayer’s life.
Blood stained the crystal ball, and the soothsayer fell before it with her eyes wide open.
...
"It is the demon."
The Pope stopped the reminiscing and announced sothing he had stated countless tis, "They are descendants of the Void Demon."
The war the Ashen Church waged against Wizard Star was completely a righteous act to punish the Void Demon.
This was indubitable.
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