Chapter 1097: Chapter 464: Skull Sacrifice
In the center of Nafplio, hundreds of sacred light pillars descended.
Chiron’s arrow rain had just fallen, but it did not cause any substantial damage.
However, with the Archbishop’s divine technique in practice, sensing the threat, the Headless Divine Corpse finally showed so movent.
Fingers slightly moved, then the entire hand, the whole arm, and even the whole body.
To ensure the sacrifice ritual could at least attract a thread of attention from that supre being, the soul’s suture master, ‘mastermind’ Jordan, at the first mont of ‘recalling’ his true identity, rcilessly severed the head of his captive.
Hebe’s awareness within the body was taken away by him, ensuring the deity’s body could regenerate, albeit the new divine body might temporarily be inferior to the previous one in many aspects.
The remaining part was sacrificed to the great Mother of Flesh.
Now the ritual has concluded, and the Mother Tree has indeed provided sufficient response.
If not for the Goddess of Youth’s divine power being too weak, and the sacrifice ritual not being grand and perfect enough, even this incomplete divine corpse might have directly descended powerful enough strength from Her to shape a new ancient evil being, causing all gods to tremble in fear.
Fortunately, it was enough… Slow movents, rigid shifts.
The Headless Divine Corpse rose from the ruins, as if staring at the human holding the scepter with nonexistent eyes.
A feeling of being targeted surged into the Archbishop’s heart, alongside a foreboding sign of death springing forth.
Perhaps Hebe’s godhood of [Youth] indeed approached ‘Life,’ while her current state aligned with the mortal aning of death, directly endowed alternate life by the power of the Mother Tree.
[Ancient Evil Artifact·Skull Sacrifice]!
“Song——”
The invisible domain instantly expanded, the near-death feeling of hitting the soul attached to every existence present.
This was a certain instant death supernatural ability akin to the effect of [Decree·Death], causing any existence below an invisible ‘execution line’ to perish upon hearing.
However, present were either demigods or otherworldly spirit bodies full of positive energy.
Thus, facing the ancient evil’s ‘greeting,’ they rely felt spiritual body shudders, enduring what could slay millions of mortals—into the silent howl.
Boom——
Boom——
Boom——
Almost simultaneously, three Blazing Heaven Divine Servants noticed the commotion here.
They unanimously pointed a finger, and three ‘small suns’ spontaneously erged, exploding within the city carrying intense light and heat.
This was [Nine Rings Divine Skill·Sun Fla Burst], highly damaging to entities containing negative energy.
Yet, when the light dissipated, the ancient evil was unhard, as if those were rely three enormous fireworks.
“No need to waste ti on it, I’ll immobilize it.”
On the Naless Peak, the Archbishop shouted aloud.
Scepter pointed downwards, the third divine technique prepared long ago was unleashed instantly.
Faint heave, azure divine light penetrated through the void, an endless chill rising from around.
Snowflakes began to fall from the sky, Fountain water froze into icy springs.
The invisible cold flow seed to materialize as shackles, intertwining towards the ancient evil.
[Eleven Rings Divine Skill·Holy Oath·Frost Crown]!
Sacred power surged, the artifact shadow symbolizing [Winter] tumbled from the depths of the Spirit Realm to the Mortal Realm.
The freezing of all things, the aning of cycle termination diffused from its form.
In a flash, the ice crown shadow appeared above the empty neck of the ancient evil, seeming to ‘wear’ itself upon the nonexistent head, eternally confining the consciousness and existence there.
But when it truly began to descend, a strong resistance surged from the void.
The ancient evil and artifact shadow, near-god powers clashed here.
Montarily, the Skull Sacrifice was successfully restrained here.
Taking a slight breath, at this mont, the Archbishop finally had the space to glance afar.
There, in another City-State far from Nafplio, so godhood practitioners seed to be fleeing towards his location.
Judging by the aura emitted by their sacred power, they appeared to be believers of Heavenly Empress Hera.
Heretics… After a brief ponder, the Archbishop pointed his scepter frontward, preparing to receive those people.
Heretics can be converted, if they persistently refuse, killing them isn’t a concern.
Yet, being corrupted by evil creatures, even their souls would be tainted, and highly challenging to cleanse.
Whether Olympus’s Heavenly Empress would have any opinion about his conversion of Her believers back towards the right path, was entirely beyond his consideration.
After all, with Ares personally leading the army to besiege Silver Moon City, Olympus’s intentions were quite clear.
War is inevitable, and there is no necessity to avoid it. Regardless, the Archbishop would never allow the heretics’ armies to step onto Silver Moon City’s land.
Thus, when those godhood practitioners hurriedly crossed the uncertain Space Gate, what greeted them was a seemingly youthful face.
“Look here, right, it’s .”
Scepter resting on the ground, while maintaining the existence of the artifact shadow, the Archbishop held forth a scripture.
“Facing evil creatures, choosing to flee, failing to fight till the last mont against the temple’s collapse… It appears your faith lacks genuine devoutness.”
“Nonetheless, it’s alright, maybe you haven’t found the true destination for your soul… I’ll help you find it.”
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